Chapter 186 Basic skills have deteriorated

Early marriage was popular in the Jin Dynasty, but for ordinary farmers, the groom and the girl were about the same age. Jia Wei was thirteen, A Shu was only eight years old, A Shu was honest and dull, could his reputation spread to the landlord Jia's family?

Wang Weng is no longer an ordinary farmer in the past. He lowered his eyelids and raised his eyebrows, and basically figured it out. The Jia family is very calculating. He must have asked about A Ge. He not only knew that A Ge was capable, but also knew about his eldest and second wives.

The relationship is good.

Now Jia Wei is no longer worthy of A Ge. The Jia family has passed the period of filial piety, and A Ge is probably a craftsman, and he is even less worthy. Therefore, the Jia family simply proposed to A Shu. In the future, A Ge will be able to marry him.

Can you ignore A Shu and Jia Wei?

Wang Weng: "In the future, you should go less often to the east of the village, and don't take the initiative to approach Jia Dalangjun or his son. If the other party is concerned about this matter and asks you, or asks someone else to ask you, you will say... A Shu has a promise.

People."

"Ah..." Wang Sanlang lowered his voice and asked in shock: "How can A Shu have a family that Xu Yi wants? Who is it? When did it happen?"

"Don't worry about it. Just tell Mr. Jia Dalang what your father taught you. If you don't understand, he will definitely understand." Wang Weng ignored Sanlang, expressed concern for A Zhu, and sat in A Hechu's bullock cart.

Go up, followed by Erlang driving the car, and the family leaves the village.

The weather is bad, so we have to hurry up.

When he came out of the village, Wang Erlang looked back at the wild mountains. The dark green mountain shadows looked so thick. Only he knew that many years later, there would be many copper coins hidden in a shady bamboo forest. If there is no mouse in this life, will he still be discovered?

?

There is a faint sound of thunder in the distant sky.

He turned around and shouted: "Everyone, be sure to sit tight." Then he raised his whip, whipped it aside, and used the ox's hooves to get over Wang He's car.

Wang Peng screamed anxiously: "Brother He Cong, chase me."

"Sit tight!" Wang Weng slapped his grandson on the buttocks, and the little guy became obedient.

As for Wang San, watching his family leave, his face was as dark as a cloud.

The father and son returned to their previous appearance, pulling away from each other and keeping their heads down.

Gradually, Wang Sanlang slowed down. "Azhu, from now on you can go to Weiting whenever you want. My father won't stop you, but you have to tell me in advance."

"yes."

"When you get there, don't spend time with A Peng and A Ai. They have been adopted by the eldest brother. If you talk to them too much, can your uncle stop thinking too much?"

"Um."

"Ah He is so talkative. If he scolds you, just tell your eldest parents not to be angry with him."

"yes."

"Oh, Ah Shu is still honest. By the way, didn't you want to learn the weaving craft earlier? From now on, go to Weiting and learn from your sister Shu Cong. She will definitely be willing to teach you."

"I don't want to study now."

"Are you stupid? With more skills, you can earn more money in the future!"

"yes."

"Just now your eldest father said that A Shu has many relatives. You are her younger brother, so you have to ask what you need to ask. She is only two months older than you. There are some things that she is embarrassed to say to her elders. Maybe she is willing to tell her

You say, don’t say it was my father who asked you to ask, just say that you asked because you accidentally heard your eldest father mention it. Shuzi, you can’t hear me talking to you, can you?”

"I heard it, I got it."

It's time.

The wind carried large raindrops from south to north, swallowing up the entire Shanyin County.

There were still would-be craftsmen in each material area who had not completed their daily tasks. The craftsmen had added tarpaulins to the roof in advance, hanging down three sides and pressing them tightly to the ground. However, the coldness intensified with the rain, and it quickly soaked into people's bodies.

In the fifth courtyard of the Bamboo District, Wang Ge hurriedly packed up the materials and tools. The plan was disrupted, and the animal abacus could not be made today.

Entering the house, she picked up the mud bag placed against the wall, went to the door to collect some rainwater, and after making it wet, she wiped all the air leakage areas in the windows.

"Wonderful, you can think of all this in advance." Mrs. Meng praised.

"There were some stones on my straw mat last night. Maybe the window crack is too big and all kinds of dust can blow in, so it's better to seal it up early."

Mrs. Meng was stunned. The window hole went straight to her straw mat, and the ashes also fell on her mat. Why did it still fall on one side?

"Humph," she sneered loudly, and everyone in the room could hear: "Some people are really filthy-hearted! Don't let me catch you, or I can tear her face apart!"

Hujiangniang gritted her teeth: Why are everyone staring at her? She didn't do it!

After plastering the windows with mud, it wasn't much of a problem. The double-layered Gebu could not block the constant coolness. In order to prevent water from seeping out, Mrs. Meng, Wang Ge and Mrs. Guo all moved the mats two feet to the aisle.

Madam Guo and Madam Miao were both from Yin County. It was raining so heavily and the other had not come back yet. Madam Guo stood at the door of the house, looked outside, and said worriedly: "Miao, don't get wet halfway."

Madam Meng looked at Madam Xu's empty mat. It was okay to take shelter from the rain, but if she was still busy with her tasks, Madam Xu would be in trouble.

This is the reason why Wang Ge doesn't make friends in the emergency training camp. Emotions will involve energy, and time is too precious to waste. She took out a square thin wooden board one foot long and wide, placed it on the mat, opened a Gebu bag, and inside was

I made a homemade charcoal pencil. I was afraid it would break, so there was a lot of straw stuffed around the charcoal pencil.

First, draw a large circle with freehand on the edge of the board, draw a square inside the circle, and then encircle the circle inside the square. The pen tip will soon become unfavorable, just polish it slightly on the grindstone.

Mrs. Hu pretended to go to the door and came back with a cold face. She wanted to arrest Wang Ge for making utensils in the house, but she didn't expect that the other party just used the ashes on the charcoal sticks to practice "circular rules" on the wooden board.

This method is so simple. Pick an upright stick from the blackened wood stick, and just leave some black ash on the painted area. It is better than just sitting in the room and wasting time. But except Wang Ge, no one can

Never thought of that.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Wang Ge carried the wooden board to the door. He had finished drawing on one side and turned over to continue practicing.

Hu Jiang's wife sneezed: "It's too cold with the door open. Miss Wang, can you..."

Wang Ge closed half of the door, leaving only a foot-wide gap on the other half. She drew with concentration through the narrow light.

There are days when I don’t draw a square circle and I regress.

You know, this is a basic skill. If you don’t do it, you really wouldn’t know. In just over a month, your ability to draw circles and squares is so different from your visual inspection ability!

Fortunately, she was trapped in the house due to the rain today and had to be alert in advance. Otherwise, she would definitely be eliminated in the craftsman examination.

"Sneeze, sneeze!" Mrs. Hu pinched her nose hard and spoke with a nasal tone: "Ms. Wang, please take a break. I know you are making progress, but you have also seen it. You can't let everyone follow you.

Are you going to suffer?"

Wang Ge was annoyed by the noise and ran to the production area with the wooden board on his head. One place under the grass thatch was leaking, and the next place was leaking, and it was leaking...

"Huh." There is a pretty good one, the ground in the middle is not wet.

She continued to hold the board above her head with one hand, as long as the rain did not get her hair wet. With the other hand, she turned the charcoal upside down and used the strong end that was not blackened to draw concentric circles on the ground.

Start by drawing a small circle, enclosing the circle one by one, and then adding another circle inside the circle. If you make a mistake, wipe the soil with your foot and start again.

Bang! Carpenter Hu closed the door heavily and was about to bolt the crossbar when Lady Meng pushed her aside, stuck her head out and shouted: "Mrs. Wang, when you want to enter the house, call me at the window and I will open the door for you."

Bolt the door.

Mrs. Meng lay back on the bed. In fact, she also envied Wang Ge's talent and good luck. Sometimes she couldn't bear to see that Wang Ge seemed to be able to endure hardships better than craftsmen like them. But envy and jealousy are human nature, and the purpose is to urge introspection and understanding.

If you are not good enough, learn from the excellent craftsmen. How can you stumble over those who are good just because you are not good at it?

Especially after reaching the craftsman level, there are fewer girls than boys. Girls will not help girls, and they will be looked down upon by boys! In a few years, will there still be room for girls among the people at the top of the craftsman class?
Chapter completed!