There are also three trees in the courtyard dam.

There is a peach tree near the gate of the courtyard. It is already a little sick. Although it is still lush and leafy, there are many traces of insects at the roots. Although we still try our best to spray pesticides, it has no effect. Some people say that this

It's a "heart borer". The insect has already burrowed into the core of the tree and probably won't survive for a long time.

In the middle is a pear tree. This is a tree that has not produced pears for many years. We all thought it was just a tree that only grows in height and does not bear fruit. But the year before last, it produced three pears for the first time.

.My dear, these pears are as big as the mouth of a bowl. The largest one weighs three pounds and two taels, and the smallest one weighs eighty taels. But last year, when they bloomed, they were harmed by the "late spring cold" in March, and they didn't bear a single fruit.

Now it is eight or nine meters high, but it is too slender, and the trunk is only as thick as an elbow.

There is also a peach tree next to it. This peach tree and the two trees next to it were planted at the same time. But it is the first to bear fruit and the most fruitful. And there is something special about it. A branch is grafted on it.

"Winter Peach". This "Winter Peach" was cut and grafted from Mr. Cao's "Winter Peach" tree. This "Winter Peach" is really magical. It blooms three to five days later than these ordinary peach blossoms.

.It bloomed and produced fruit, but it didn’t grow very long. It made people very anxious, for fear that the wind and rain would “eliminate” its small fruits. Fortunately, these winter peach fruits really withstood the wind and rain.

I had to wait until the peach had grown up and turned red, and then it grew slowly and leisurely. In autumn, the leaves on the other peach branches were withered and yellow, but the winter peach branches were still lush and green. After a long wait,

It spans almost four seasons. In winter, it finally matures. Each winter peach is particularly large. On the surface, only the tip of the peach has a little red, but when you bite it open, it is all white and red flesh.

Sweet and delicious, fresh and crispy.

Mr. Cao used to be the district chief of the Longzhong District Committee, and he was a colleague of Hai Zhengde, the father-in-law of uncle Dazhi and the father of aunt Hai Wanqin. At that time, Hai Zhengde was the deputy district chief and he was the district chief. Cao

The old man has two sons. The eldest son Cao Mingliang and the youngest son Cao Mingqing. However, Mr. Cao’s two sons have no jobs and are working in the countryside. Mr. Hai has four children, two sons, two daughters, and all four are national

Cadres. Both seniors have retired and are living their remaining years in the countryside. However, the weight of their voices among the masses is different.

These three trees are not suitable for hanging sandbags with wooden sticks. I have to find a new place. But I can’t find them in this courtyard. Suddenly, an idea flashes, and I have it. I go to hang the sandbags on the bottom floor of the tower house.

This way it will not damage the trees outside, and will not be exposed to wind and rain. It is also relatively hidden. It is not bad to practice gently inside alone. The only drawback is that there is no ventilation and lighting on the ground floor of the tower.

The window is dark and humid, and there is no light. But it can be solved. Just replace it with a lamp with a lower wattage. Fifteen watts is enough. It takes more than sixty hours to last one kilowatt-hour of electricity. Turn on two lamps a day.

Hours, it only costs one kilowatt hour per month. Calculating the cost is not big. As long as you can see it.

Just do it. Find a nylon rope and tie it to the strip, and then tie the sandbag to the nylon rope. This seems simple, but it is really laborious to do because you have to lift the sandbag and tie it with your hands.

I was looking at one side but not the other. It was also dangerous because the height was not high enough. So I lifted the Eight Immortals table and put it under it, and then put two long benches on top of the Eight Immortals table. Then I stood on the benches to lift it.

Sand bagging.

After a lot of effort, I finally tied it up. After taking a rest, I started to "experience" it.

He hit the sandbag hard with two punches and uppercuts. Oh! It hurts!

This sandbag was as hard as a rock. The skin on the finger joints of both hands was broken due to the violent impact, and blood flowed out. I felt resentful and unconvinced! If my hands hurt, just use my feet. Fei

I kicked it up as soon as I started. It was so enjoyable!

Maybe it's because the feet are protected by shoes. Although the kicks hurt my feet, they were not injured. The sandbags were kicked around and swayed here and there.

I was happy. Bang! There was a sound. The sandbag fell down.

I was very surprised. I quickly picked it up and took a look. It turned out that the nylon rope was twisted and twisted, and it was worn and broken. It may be caused by friction and heat, and the broken part is still a little hot. What should I do?

This is a "technical problem". If this problem is not solved, there will be no way to practice well.

I couldn't think of a solution for a while. I simply went out first and dug out a pit for practicing "Qing Gong" next to the haystack in the courtyard.

Oops, this pit is not easy to dig. The first foot or so deep is easy to dig. It’s also easy to jump. It’s not challenging at all. I might as well just dig it to half a meter deep. I can dig it, but except for the middle part.

If it is half a meter deep, the edge cannot be opened, and it cannot be dug into a round bucket shape, but it is dug into a pot bottom shape.

When I was "at a loss", Brother Jun came back from school. He saw me digging a hole in the courtyard dam and thought it was strange. He quickly ran over to take a look. "Brother, what are you digging? Is there any 'treasure' underneath?"

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I smiled bitterly and said, "Nothing precious."

Brother Jun: "Then why did you dig this hole?"

I pretended to be mysterious and said: "Practice 'Qing Gong'."

When Brother Jun heard this, he was very excited. "I want to practice too."

I said, "You'd better study hard." I put down the hoe and went to wash my hands and cook.

As soon as the meal was ready, Xiaojie came back from school. He also saw the pit in the courtyard dam. He also thought it was strange. He asked me quickly: "Brother, what are you digging a hole in the courtyard dam for?"

Brother Jun came back first: "Brother wants to practice 'Qing Gong'."

Xiaojie is also very obsessed with "Kung Fu" and is interested in it. "Brother, let's help you dig it together. Once you've done it, we'll practice together."

I smiled and said, "Oh, yes. Eat your food first."

Good guys, they finished their meal quickly and were about to dig. I quickly rushed them to study. "Go and study quickly. Come back from school in the afternoon and do your homework before digging."

The two men happily agreed.

After a short rest, they went to read their books. I continued to dig my hole.

Summarizing the failure experience in the morning. The main problem of "hanging sandbags" is to solve the problem of the sandbags rotating and shaking due to impact. The second problem is the material problem of connection. Nylon rope cannot bear the most important connection task. "Dig a hole"

The problem is that the wooden handle of the hoe is too long. It cannot be used in a small space. If the wooden handle is shortened, it will be difficult to use. The solution is to borrow a "small hoe". That kind of vegetable planting

A small hoe used for growing rice.

I still remember one time I saw Sister Ruan using a small hoe to plant seedlings in her vegetable field. I quickly went to her house to borrow it.

When he arrived at Sister Ruan's house, he knocked on the door. The person who answered the door was actually his husband.

Him: "Muyi, what's the matter with you?"

Me: "I'll come to your house to borrow a hoe."

He: "Oh. Just wait a minute and I'll get it for you."

He went into the house and brought a small hoe and handed it to me. I took it and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Third Sister Ruan?"

He said angrily: "I went out to 'work' before the New Year was over."

I think it’s a little strange. Men usually go out to work while women stay at home. Why didn’t he go to work and it was Ruan Sanjie who went out to work instead? Besides, Ruan Sanjie didn’t have much education or skills. What kind of job did she do?

He asked again, "Where does she go to work? What exactly does she do?"

He said: "We had a fight during the Chinese New Year. She said she had had enough these days. She wanted to go out to work. I didn't take it to heart. I drank some wine alone, and in a daze I heard her say that she wanted to go to work.

Go to Yunnan to cook for his cousin Lin Qiqi and his company."

When I heard the name Lin Qiqi, I was shocked. I couldn't help but think of Sisi and Gao Jianying.
Chapter completed!