After hearing the naughty child's words, Lao Ao wanted to go back and ask Ao Mukang if he had not hidden any movies he had watched and asked the child to watch them?

But he later decided to let go. The person who tied the bell must be untied. Whoever gave birth to him will be responsible for him!

He wandered around the village and wanted to go back, but when he walked from behind the village, he saw Ao Jinfu put a rope on his shoulder and wanted to go up the mountain.

Seeing this, he asked, "Jin Fu, what are you doing?"

“Up to the mountain.”

"I know, it's a bit late. Why are you going up the mountain now? Why don't you go back and prepare for dinner?"

"No hurry."

"Then what are you doing? Say a few more words, and you jump out one by one, making Uncle Xiaoyang confused, do you know?"

"Cut bamboo, chop bamboo, chop bamboo, chop bamboo, you are my brother, not my uncle, you are my brother, not my uncle, you are my brother, not my uncle."

"Young man, you repeater?" Ao Muyang smiled.

Ao Jinfu stopped talking and kept walking up the mountain with his head down.

Ao Muyang looked at the sky and followed and said, "Okay, Uncle Xiaoyang, I'll do you a favor. Oh, you said it's so late, why are you still going to the mountain to cut bamboo? Why don't you go during the day?"

Ao Jinfu looked at him and didn't answer.

Ao Muyang had just experienced the impact of Ao Xiaojun's cleverness, which made him feel that he liked those taciturn and honest children, but Ao Jinfu was a little too honest. Not saying this sentence made him feel so nervous.

So he had to ask again and try every means to tease Ao Jinfu and talk more: "Why don't you cut bamboo during the day? Jinfu, you have to talk more. Do you know that if you are silent for a long time like this, you will easily feel depressed?"

Ao Jinfu sniffed and said, "My master won't let you go up the mountain to cut bamboo during the day."

"Why? You've said everything, don't let me ask you one by one."

"My master said that cutting bamboo during the day is not good for people to see it, especially you cannot see it. Now bamboo has become a green scenic spot in the village, and it is not good for people to cut bamboo openly."

Ao Muyang smacked his lips and said, "Okay, what are your family going to cut bamboo? What are your grandfather trying to figure out?"

Ao Jinfu said: "Making bamboo baskets, bamboo stools and small bamboo rafts, all of which require spring bamboo to work well, and spring bamboo is soft and gentle."

Old man Ao Zhiman has many skills, and he is skillful and relies on craftsmanship all his life to make a living. He is a famous bamboo craftsman in the village.

Bamboo craftsmanship is an ancient craftsmanship. In Qiantan Town, which is backed by the deep mountains, every household in the old society had a lot of wood and bamboo. At that time, it was very promising to be a carpenter and a bamboo craftsman.

Ao Zhiman is a rare genius in this regard. He has been a child who likes to do craftsmanship, woodworking, bamboo craftsmanship, stone carving, jade carving and other craftsmanship.

Before the reform and opening up, plastic products were rare in the village. At that time, anyone who wanted to make furniture or carve decorations would find Ao Zhiman. The crafts made by Ao Zhiman were famous brands in the surrounding seven villages and eight villages.

But now this craft has declined, and there are few new people willing to spend time learning. In this way, as the older generation of craftsmen dies, the inheritance is gradually broken.

Thinking of all this, Ao Muyang sighed softly and asked, "Jin Fu, are you willing to be a bamboo craftsman?"

Ao Jinfu whispered: "Yes."

Ao Muyang said, "Then you go back and tell your grandpa, forget it, wait for me to talk to your grandpa. Anyway, you have to go to the mountain to cut trees and bamboo in the future and just tell me if you want to go."

Ao Jinfu was happy: "Okay, we need a lot of bamboo, Brother Feng, Uncle Er Duo, Uncle Kuizi, Dapeng's family, many people asked my grandfather to weave bamboo stools, a bamboo stool costs twenty yuan, hehe."

The fishing house in the village has already been on track, and everyone understands the needs of tourists.

Tourists come to Longtou Village to eat seafood just because there is a lot of seafood here and fresh? Not necessarily, some people come to experience the life of fishermen, so it is best to take the retro route, wooden tables and bamboo stools. Tourists think this is the equipment for fishermen.

Ao Muyang said: "Then you can make a lot of money this spring. The village cannot need a thousand or eight hundred bamboo stools? There is also work in the other village. In the future, you two will not be idle."

Ao Jinfu shook his head, and he said, "My master doesn't want to answer too many words. If he takes too many jobs, he can't do anything to eagle amber."

Ao Muyang asked in wonder, "What kind of sea amber is carved?"

The boy suddenly stopped talking and quickly walked into the bamboo forest with a hatchet.

The bamboo forest in spring is green, but in fact, bamboo is also green in winter. As long as it is not frozen to death, they are evergreen all year round.

Because bamboo is different from other trees, it does not fall leaves in autumn and then grow new leaves in the next year. The bamboo will grow green leaves all year round, and old leaves will not fall in March and April after new leaves grow.

This is also the reason why Ao Muyang directs the village to plant bamboo on the mountain every year. Dalong Mountain has become a bamboo mountain, which is evergreen all year round, and is a small attraction in the local area.

Ao Jinfu skillfully looked for suitable bamboo in the bamboo forest. He cut off the bamboo pole from half a meter above the ground so that the bamboo would not grow upwards, but he was still alive and could continue to grow bamboo shoots.

As long as there are bamboo shoots, the bamboo will continue to reproduce.

In the past, Ao Jinfu couldn't move much bamboo himself. This time with Ao Muyang's help, the two of them quickly cut down dozens of bamboos, then tied them into bundles with ropes and carried them on their shoulders.

The general and the wolf, big wolf, also came up to help. They held a long bamboo in their mouths and walked down the mountain with light steps.

Ao Muyang found them short bamboos, which were about one and a half meters because they were held horizontally and could easily be stopped by trees.

Even a short bamboo of one and a half meters was not good. Lang Er carried a bamboo in his mouth and ran forward. The two trees in front were only more than one meter apart. It ran fast and suddenly hit it!

Lang Er held the bamboo in his mouth too tightly, and he didn't hit it like this, and it got stuck in its mouth. Under inertia, its cheeks were so hungry that it didn't crack!

Ao Muyang took a breath of cold air, and it hurts when he looks at it!

The wolf is much smarter. Seeing this scene, it stopped and shook its tail, then turned sideways and stretched the bamboo forward, and easily led the bamboo through the sky.

Lang Er was really iron-headed. It didn't believe it, so it picked up the bamboo and continued to run forward, and stopped it again with a bang!

This made it angry. It put down the bamboo and howled at the two trees: "Aowu, aowu!"

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "It's useless to call you. You can't scare them. Learn from your brother. Didn't your brother teach you how to do it?"

Lang Er looked back at him, then took the bamboo without hesitation and continued to move forward horizontally, just like a bulldozer. After the bamboo was blocked by a tree trunk, it bit and continued to push forward, pushing a bamboo like a longbow.

In spring, the bamboo is very flexible and does not break after bent. Finally, when Lang Er was out of strength, the bamboo suddenly rebounded and bounced against Lang Er's nose.
Chapter completed!