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Chapter 56: Adobe

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    Li Changqing's hands are skillful, just like his wife's.  It's just the daughter-in-law's coincidence that she is making clothes and cooking, and his coincidence is doing work.  He almost learned all the jobs of carpenter, mason, repairman, and electrician, but after all, it was just for a living. He didn't want to become versatile. All he wanted was to have multiple ways to make money.  family.

    The happiness of rural people is "wives and children are hot on the kang".  Those who work hard, the happiest moment every day is to lie on their own warm kang, sleep late, and then start a new day of work the next day full of energy.  The hot kang head of their happiness is still taken from the land on which they have always lived.

    Soil, seemingly such an ordinary thing, has created countless miracles in this world.  They are scattered all over the place, formed by water condensation, and tempered by fire to forge exquisite porcelain, which provides convenience for people's life.  Then, under the creation of human beings, the exquisite patterns carved on it have become priceless treasures.  Many of them lie quietly in the long river of time, quietly witnessing the change of dynasties, joys and sorrows, but they still just look down on everything in the world calmly.  Their essence is soil, they come from the feet, but they are lifted up to a high place that makes people look up.  Earth can be noble and grounded.

    Li Changqing often said that he is a "person who faces the loess and his back to the sky", and he spends most of his life dealing with this loess land.  He loves this land, and he doesn't even think it's dirty when he comes home from the field every day with dirt on his body.  The earth is his patron saint, and he once narrowly escaped death in that loess.  The loess will not take his life, but it can welcome its return with open arms, and in the end it will still sleep in this land forever.

    The earth kang at home has collapsed due to disrepair for a long time. Because Li Changqing has been busy with work and has no time to make it, the family has lived on this collapsed kang for a long time.  What is even more pitiful is that every time Yang Yi lives and cooks, the house is full of smoke because of the collapse. A lot of smoke that should have come out of the chimney has entered the house through the gap in the collapse.  Yang Yi also nagged for a long time about this, Li Changqing finally took time out of his busy schedule and took a day off to start making adobe.

    The earth kangs in the countryside are all built by themselves. Few people in the countryside buy beds. They basically follow the techniques left by their ancestors, skillfully absorbing them from nature, and then enriching human life.  Making adobe is also a technique handed down from ancestors, generation after generation, and people today have no way of tracing the clever ancestors who first invented this method, but they shrewdly pass on this skill from generation to generation.

    There are two most important materials for making adobe: clay and mold.  Li Changqing's mold was bought from the market, and there are two types in total, one is a larger square, and the other is a smaller rectangle.  The adobe made by the square mold is used to spread on the Kang surface, and the adobe made by the rectangular mold is basically as big as a brick, and most of them are used to build on the edge of the Kang.  As for clay, take it from nature.  In a ravine at the head of the village is a place where people have been using tiptoe soil for generations.  It is divided into north and south sides. There are many sparse and soft soils on the south side, which are basically used for temporary use by various houses.  Rainwater flows into the yard.  On the north side is the clay that emerged after deep excavation, which is basically used to make adobe.

    Chenyao's favorite thing is to work in the field with her father in a donkey cart. Although the work is very hard, she feels that as long as she is around, her father's physical labor can always be relieved, so she is always full of passion.  The donkey cart swayed, the donkey hooves kicked and kicked, Chen Yao and her father sat on the donkey cart and swayed with the swaying of the body. In this May day, which was not too hot and the breeze was just right, it was peaceful and peaceful.  Dad doesn't talk much, and sometimes he whistles leisurely, all of which are classic and old tunes, and Chen Yao happily immerses herself in her father's music.  Because the old donkey has formed a tacit understanding with his father and this land, he does not need his father's guidance at all, and he can walk on his own road with ease. Only at occasional critical turning points, or when vehicles pass by, Li Changqing will  Pull the steel rope of the donkey to prevent the timid one from being frightened.

    The gully at the head of the village has been dug down several meters deep. After all, since Chen Yao can remember, this place has been the place where the whole village people borrow soil.  When entering the field, Li Changqing will still carefully tighten the steel rope of the donkey, because the road is uneven, and occasionally the livestock carts of the villagers pass by, the road is narrow, and the two cars almost pass by each other  , there may be scratches if you are not careful, so you must be more cautious.

    "Dad, what kind of soil is clay?" This is the first time Chen Yao has pulled clay together with her father. Although she has seen the clay that her father pulled home before, when this land is full of soil, she  Still can't tell.

    "Look at this, deep red, andIt's lumpy and sticky to the touch, it won't crumble when touched like those soils.  "Li Changqing found a shovel of the most distinctive clay and showed it to his daughter for experimentation. Chen Yao also stepped forward and groped with her hands. Sure enough, in comparison, the clay is clay, and it is indeed more sticky than the tiptoe soil pulled before. And  When I took a closer look, I found that the colors were really different. Li Changqing stopped the donkey cart at a place with the best soil quality he had confirmed, and the father and daughter began to load the cart. Because Chen Yao was young, she only loaded ten donkey carts.  After a few shovels, he was already exhausted and out of breath. Li Changqing saw it and asked his daughter to rest beside him, but he didn't stop.

    One shovel after another, Chen Yao looked at her father from the side, except for occasionally putting her hand near her mouth, and then blowing two breaths to encourage herself, her father basically never stopped.

    "Dad, aren't you tired?"

    "Don't be tired, Dad is an adult now, just stay here, Dad can pretend to be alone." Li Changqing felt guilty every time he saw his little daughter doing such a tiring job with him.  Let's run around and play games. This child is so sensible that people feel distressed. Every time she goes out to work by herself, she always has to help along with her.

    Chen Yao was even more disturbed when she heard this, although her father said that he was not tired, but his sweat-soaked clothes and the bean-sized beads of sweat on his face had already explained everything.  She got up immediately, and inserted the shovel deeply into the clay, one shovel after another.  Although she works slowly and has to rest while working, she still has to do her best.

    "Okay, let's pack this much." Li Changqing loaded the last shovel of clay, and then patted the surface of the clay with the shovel, trying to fix the surface as much as possible, so that when passing through various potholes for a while, the clay can be prevented.  Falling, this is all they put on the car with shovels and shovels, trying to minimize losses.

    Because of this over the years, the road out of the gully has been full of fallen debris, and it has become very swollen. The old donkey is jealous and strenuous to pull this cart of clay.  Neither Li Changqing nor Chen Yao got into the car, but their father was pulling the cart in front and their daughter was pushing it behind.  Li Changqing even shouted familiar slogans, giving orders to his old friends.

    "Drive, drive, drive." The voice was loud, exclusive to rural men, full of strength.  Maybe there are also their complaints about this endless toil, but no one can understand it. The only thing that can understand it is their animals, but they can't speak.

    Finally, with the joint efforts of the two people and the old donkey, they finally came out of the ravine and walked on the ordinary gravel road, which was much easier.  Both of them also got into the cart, and drove towards home under the cart pulled by the old donkey.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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