Although the contractor cut corners, most of them were driving a trolley. Not long after the watering, the ground was filled with potholes. When riding a bicycle, it was shocked suddenly. Jin Huabin unconsciously tightened his hands and hugged her waist tightly. A gust of wind blew, and it was enough to blow Zhang Guifang's long hair into his nose. Oh my god, Jin Huabin's nose itched and sneezes suddenly. Zhang Guifang was caught off guard and braked suddenly. The car rushed forward, and the two almost fell into the rice fields. This scene happened to be seen by an old farmer who was pouring manure for vegetables in the village. The old farmer was carrying a spoon of manure, raised his head and smiled, greeted Jin Huabin, and sang a loud Peking opera to make fun of it: "Qiao Guiying captured Xiao Zongbao, and ran to the mountain village when she rode a horse."

It's bad now. This old man likes to tell stories the most. I don't know how much gossip will be in the village tomorrow. Jin Huabin smiled bitterly, came to the entrance of the village, and said to Zhang Guifang: "Wait a minute, I'll go home to pick up a bicycle to take you home."

It was indeed a bit inappropriate when I met on a blind date. Zhang Guifang nodded shyly. Under the old cypress tree at the entrance of the village, Zhang Guifang walked back and forth uneasyly. I don’t know how many circles he walked around the tree before seeing Jin Huabin riding over. Fearing that he was seen, the two rode bicycles one by one, one behind, and rode towards Zhang Guifang’s home, Shanli Creek, and rode all the way to the road to the ring city. Thinking of his experience just now, he couldn’t help but look at each other and laugh.

Turning a bend, she saw the village where Zhang Guifang was. When she looked up, she found that there were lights under three large camphor trees, a small square table, and two people were sitting beside the table, one was her father, and the other was a ragged old man, sitting opposite him drinking.

The open space under the camphor tree is my father's stone pile yard and simple processing yard. So, when my father was fine, he liked to have two drinks with his colleagues here. My father was so sharp-eyed that he had noticed that his daughter was riding a bicycle. He hurriedly stopped her and said, "I'm back from a blind date. How is the young man? Aunt Liu didn't lie to us, right?"

Zhang Guifang stopped the car and shouted embarrassedly behind her: "Stop it, this is my father."

Her father turned his head and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction and said, "No, not bad, a good young man. Can you drink? Stop and have two glasses with you, Uncle Wu." After that, he took two small bowls from the shed and poured them on, causing Jin Huabin who followed him to blush. He stopped and retreated.

"Take it, my dad is a drunkard, he will be unhappy if he doesn't drink it." After Zhang Guifang said that, he picked up a wine bowl and handed him another bowl.

No daughter said that her father was a drunkard? Jin Huabin looked at her, took the wine bowl, and said to her father: "Uncle Xie, I have a bad alcohol tolerance." After that, he brought it over and took a sip. A smell of alcohol hit his forehead, which was a high level of sorghum.

"Young man, he looks like a white-faced scholar, and he is very happy to do things. Come and meet him. Uncle Wu, my old friend, just came here to discuss things. You two are young and knowledgeable, so let us give us two old bones a solution." After that, regardless of whether he wanted to or not, he forced him to sit down on the stool.

It seems that they have a little too much wine, and it is not easy to reject drunk elders. Jin Huabin had to sit down, turn to the guest, and say hello. Uncle Wu, who was in his father's mouth, had a gray beard, wrinkles on his face, and blushed in his face, but he was very energetic. He looked at his beard and wrinkles and seemed to be in his sixties or seventies, but his muscles exposed outside the clothes were very strong, and his strength seemed to be in his prime. Most craftsmen who rely on their strength to make a living are like this, blacksmiths, stonemasons, etc. The state-owned art carving factory where Jin Huabin's father is located is divided into jade carvings and stone carvings. The stone carvings are made of marble as raw materials. Workers work in the open air all day, and are exposed to the sun and rain, just like this.

Zhang Guifang took out the piece of paper that was painted on the teahouse and said, "Dad, today I encountered a strange thing in the teahouse. Look, what did I find in the city?" After that, he handed the piece of paper to his father and said, "I actually saw your mark on Dad, but I remember Dad, you have never carved such a stone window."

Her father took the Tuozhi, looked at it, picked up the wine and took a sip, and smiled proudly: "This is indeed what I have done. How can you, a little kid, know everything. This is one of the reasons why your Uncle Wu came to our house."

It turned out that because he felt that his factory was attached to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and carving tombstones was stable and profitable, he was always looked down upon. It was not a long-term solution. So his father tried to find a stone slab, used his own skills to carve the window like an old window frame, and applied it to the surface with acetic acid and mud, and then made it old after being roasted. He gave it to the owner of the teahouse to try it. By chance, his daughter discovered it.

While drinking, the four of them listened to Zhang Guifang's father's introduction: "Your Uncle Wu is called Wu Guishou. He is amazing. He is one of the famous stonemasons in Xianju County. His craftsmanship was passed down from the lineage of the ancestor Zhang Zongzu. He is good at figuring out all kinds of stone windows. What is the name of these stone windows? Try it to me for the two younger generations." As he said that, without waiting for Master Wu to reply, he picked up the bowl and stood up and toasted Jin Huabin. He seemed drunk.

Jin Huabin quickly picked up the bowl and took a polite sip. He said angrily, "Don't you give me face? Fuck it." After that, he stepped forward a few steps forward, stared at the bronze bell with his eyes wide open, and the red tendons on his neck were exposed. Jin Huabin had seen this posture, and his hands were trembling. He hurriedly drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and he choked and coughed with his hands. After a while, his stomach was like a turbulent sea of ​​thought, and he wanted to vomit. Seeing this, Zhang Guifang hurriedly took off the wine bowl from his father's hand and said, "Dad, stop drinking it. If you drink like this, the guests will be scared away by you."

Wu Guishu stood up staggeringly and said, "Old brother, I don't know that today is the first time you met your father-in-law and son-in-law. I'm back. Let's change our words and talk about it." After that, he staggered away.

Slowly, his mind began to be confused and he became drunk. Jin Huabin could no longer help, so he ran to the foot of Zhangshu, holding the big camphor tree with his hand and began to spit wildly like a river and sea. Pingshu's family tutor was stern. At home, Jin Huabin only drank a bottle of beer at most once. Today, he drank a bowl of white wine in less than half an hour, which was as much as four taels. This was the first time in his life. While vomiting, the father and daughter were arguing, and the content seemed to be related to themselves, but it seemed to have nothing to do with them. After vomiting for a while, even the bile was spitting out, and his mouth was full of bitterness. It seemed that someone gently knocked on his back and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable? Why don't I pour you a glass of strong tea to sober up?"
Chapter completed!