12dz Chapter 226 Bai Juyi and Chen Zhiyuan
Chapter 226 Bai Juyi and Chen Zhiyuan
In fact, when I was Chen Zhiyuan in my previous life, I had personally participated in the construction of this kind of adobe house, so I was familiar with the basic construction procedures.
I remember it was the National Day holiday, and Wang Jinyi suggested a backpacking trip. In order to avoid the peak period, the two of them traveled together during the off-peak hours.
While others are going to tourist attractions, Wang Jinyi just wants to find the most remote, basic and most folk-specific places to take a look.
It was there that the two saw the entire construction process of the most basic adobe house. It was also because of Wang Jinyi's curiosity that the two of them went from initially recording the visit to participating in the entire process, which resulted in them even wasting their time returning to school.
Because I loved Wang Jinyi, I always supported my girlfriend's ideas unconditionally. Even if I thought it was a bit childish, I still accompanied Wang Jinyi to do voluntary labor and help fellow villagers build adobe houses...
Chen Sanlang still remembers that Wang Jinyi was helping his fellow villagers drag the clay pot. At night, his arms were shaking from exhaustion and he couldn’t use chopsticks to eat. He kept complaining about arm pain when he slept at night…
At that time, I just wanted to accompany Wang Jinyi to experience life and participate in building the house. Now it seems that this has become my own survival capital in this life. It seems that all this was arranged in the dark!
Since some people in the village have built adobe houses, it means that this yellow mud is not far from the village. After asking around, Chen Sanlang learned that there is good yellow mud on the two slopes across the back mountain, but it just needs to be dug down to a thickness of several meters. The yellow mud has the best viscosity and is most suitable for making adobes.
Now that they had a direction, the four men of the Chen family, father and son, climbed hills and crossed ridges to find loess with suitable stickiness. They exerted all their physical strength and worked from dawn to dusk to dig the mud. The stickier the loess, the more difficult it was to dig, and the heavier it was to carry.
The father and his four sons almost turned into mud monkeys. It took them several days to collect enough loess, add grass stems, mix the mud, drag the bricks, and dry them in the shade. During the drying process, they needed to water the bricks moderately and avoid direct sunlight to prevent the bricks that had been made with great effort from cracking.
After working like this for a few more days, his father and brother were basically familiar with the process. Chen Sanlang drew the blueprint for the house and gave it to his father, then hurried back to the county town.
Since Huo Ying called Chen Sanlang away from Wenmofang that day, it has been half a month since Chen Sanlang came to copy books. When Li, the shopkeeper of Wenmofang, saw Chen Sanlang, he was stunned for a moment and said:
"I thought you didn't copy books anymore!"
"I'm so sorry, Shopkeeper Li. I forgot to tell you in advance that my house was being renovated and I didn't have time to say hello. I stopped for a few days. Can I continue copying books today?"
Shopkeeper Li took out a copy of "Evening Songs" and said:
"Please copy this. This is a collection of poems. If you finish copying it all today, I can give you 28 copperplates."
Chen Sanlang felt like a piece of cake had fallen from the sky. He quickly washed his hands, sat down at his desk, and opened the title page. The first poem in the collection came into his sight clearly:
"Ask Liu Nineteen"
Green Ant's new compensation wine,
Red clay small stove.
The sky is about to snow in the evening,
Can have a drink.
After reading the poem, Chen Sanlang was so stunned that his body froze. He looked at the author and found that it was Chen Zhiyuan. After checking again and again, it turned out to be Chen Zhiyuan!
His previous life's name and his favorite poem were like searchlights, blinding him and making him dizzy. His body began to tremble slightly.
Shopkeeper Li patted Chen Sanlang on the shoulder and asked:
"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Chen Sanlang was so excited that he felt a little dizzy, but his mind was extremely clear. He walked to the tea table a little unsteadily, drank two cups of tea slowly, and slowly came to his senses.
It’s her, it must be her, it’s Wang Jinyi!
This is my favorite poem from the Tang Dynasty, not because it is so well written, but because I like its artistic conception and the poet's detached, open-minded and leisurely attitude.
Wang Jinyi knew, she knew that she liked this poem, they had discussed it before, they both knew each other’s likes and dislikes, she must have remembered it, and she even wrote the author as Chen Zhiyuan! It must be like this! She was using this method to find herself…
This means that Wang Jinyi is also here. She hasn't forgotten me and is also trying her best to find me! Just like me, she is trying her best to find me!
Thinking of this, Chen Sanlang's eyes filled with tears and he choked up uncontrollably. In order not to attract the attention of others in the Wenmofang, Chen Sanlang hurried out of the bookshop, clenched his teeth and refused to utter a word.
In front of the bookstore, a tall young man grabbed Chen Sanlang and asked anxiously, "Brother, what's wrong? What happened? Tell me!"
The person who came was Huo Ying. He was anxious when he saw Chen Sanlang running out crying!
After the house was tidied up, my mother found it novel and mentioned it to the neighbors. Also out of politeness, the neighbors came to join in the fun and take a look. It caused a sensation, and several carpenters who had seen it were called over, wanting to cooperate in making this kind of bed. The bunk beds with stairs became an ornamental piece for a while.
Huo Ying wanted to wait for Chen Sanlang to come back and study the matter before making a decision, but he didn't expect that Chen Sanlang would not come back on the third or fourth level. So today he simply came to Wenmofang to look for him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he saw Chen Sanlang rushing out with tears all over his face. Huo Ying's temper flared up immediately, and he immediately scolded:
"That bastard dares to bully my brother?"
Huo Ying shouted and rushed into the bookstore. Chen Sanlang reacted quickly, grabbed him with his backhand, and explained:
"Brother, it's not what you think. It's a good thing and I'm happy..."
"What? You're crying because you're happy? Damn it, I'm really..."
Huo Ying got so angry that he kicked Chen Sanlang hard. Chen Sanlang was caught off guard and lost his balance. He took a few steps back and fell directly in front of the door of Wenmofang.
Huo Ying realized that he had accidentally kicked Chen Sanlang down. He felt very regretful. He quickly ran over and pulled Chen Sanlang up with his one arm, saying apologetically:
"You are a dead man, you don't even know to dodge when someone kicks you!"
Chen Sanlang's mind was not on the kick from Huo Ying, but on analyzing where Wang Jinyi was now, what was her identity, and why she could write her name in the book.
I kept thinking about it, could it be a coincidence? After thinking about it, it was impossible. The poem was my favorite poem, and the name was my name in my previous life. Even if I made a mistake, I shouldn't write Bai Juyi as Chen Zhiyuan!
The more he thought about it, the more he was convinced that this was Wang Jinyi trying every possible way to find him. Chen Sanlang couldn't help but smirk to himself, which slowly turned into a loud laugh. He shouted:
"Don't let me go, don't let me go! Oh, God..."
Huo Ying was startled and asked:
"Brother, are you okay? Why don't you kick me too, then we'll be even. It's all my fault!"
How could Chen Sanlang argue with such a reckless man? So he pulled him aside and said:
"Brother, I don't take it to heart. I have something to tell you. Let's move forward!"
The people who were watching the fun dispersed in a hurry. Seeing Huo Ying glaring at everyone, no one dared to follow him to watch the fun. The two of them quickened their pace and walked to a quiet place.
Chen Sanlang suppressed his excitement. He tightly grasped Huo Ying's shoulders and shook him:
"Brother!" The voice was choked, Chen Sanlang lowered his head and didn't look up for a long time.
Huo Ying was startled and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"