Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

I can't stay at home anymore, there is no way for Wen Xu to take the small team at home and sneak into the backyard together. After entering the studio, he knows it's not too bad. Come make something. I always think about the troublesome old eagle in the front yard.

You can blame it or blame it on the fact that this eagle is really refined. The snow-white flying feathers are paired with light gray spots, combined with a strong physique. The working people who have been fed up with the stupid whip drama on TV agree that , following Shi Shangzhen, this stupid eagle is the legendary Hai Dongqing.

These people don't care about the region or the species. Anyway, what they think, it's good for others to agree. If they don't agree, they just choke and argue with them.

No one has ever seen such an eagle. Even the old men Chi and Jia said in the video that they only saw it in this life, so even if there are two or three normal people, they quickly expressed that they have already criticized themselves in their hearts. .

After going upstairs and downstairs two or three times, Wen Xu finally set his sights on a snakeskin bag piled up in the corner. This thing used to hold chemical fertilizers, but now it holds half a bag of soil. This is not ordinary soil. It was the porcelain clay sent by Huo Sanshao to Wen Xu.

Ever since it was delivered, it has been placed by the door. What Huo Sanshao's apprentice looked like when he delivered it, and what it looks like now, has never been touched.

Seeing the porcelain clay, Wen Xu thought that since she has nothing to do, let's play with clay!

Thinking of this, Wen Xu rolled up his sleeves, untied the plastic rope tied to his pocket, looked at the loose soil inside, turned his head and found a basin, and made about a few handfuls, It's almost like a few handfuls, anyway, Wen Xu thinks it's almost enough.

There is soil in the pot, and if you want to mix the mud, you must use water. How difficult is water? Squatting down to the side of the basin, he carefully added water to the soil, and at the same time stretched out his hands to mix the mud. After a while, a piece of mud was rolled into a ball by warm hands.

Seeing this clump of mud, I can't help but think back to my childhood, when a group of children went to the riverside to dig that kind of sludge in summer. This kind of sludge is different from ordinary mud, no matter the color or appearance. all different.

The so-called oily mud is usually in the river embankment. After being washed by the river, sometimes this kind of mud will be exposed on the river embankment. Some of the colors are light khaki, and some are directly yellow-white. Sticky, this kind of mud can feel oily when you touch it, so the friends directly call it oil mud.

And this kind of mud also has a characteristic, it is very hard after being exposed to the sun, it is very suitable for children to pinch a chicken, make a puppy, etc., but there is one thing, this mud is also very easy to crack, making things It won't last long after being exposed to the sun.

But for Wen Xin when she was a child, these clays are Lego building blocks for herself and her friends, and she can use her own hands to create small toys that make her happy with her own imagination or what she has seen.

At that time, Wen Xu was just a child in the countryside, and had never seen Lu Xun, let alone a Rolls-Royce. Except for dogs and cats, the most common machine he had ever seen was a walking tractor. The biggest machinery is the old-fashioned bus that passes through the town every day. At that time, the bus was not as changeable as it is now. The old bus in Wen Xu’s memory was white on the top and blue on the bottom, not now. That kind of square box shape, but the kind that has no corners and is round and round, which looks like a filthy thing.

So Wen Xu is best at tractors, the kind that are hand-cranked and make a chug-chug sound as soon as they are started. There are still a few in Wenjia Village, but they are already on the verge of being eliminated.

Thinking of the tractor, Wen Xu started to move his hand, picked up the mud ball and put it on the workbench, and then beat it hard on the workbench with his hands. I don't know why he slammed, but I have learned from my childhood experience that this way The mud after beating is more compact.

Pulling up a stool and sitting down, Wen Xu was very playful at first, and made a tractor like a walking tractor. The water tank, fuel tank, flywheel, and even the brake controls were well done, so fine that even the front of his face The engine oil standard has been made, although it is a little ugly, but I can tell that this completed work of Wenxin is a slightly ugly walking tractor!

I looked at it happily for a while, and finally it became more and more unsightly. Even it felt that the tractor was ugly, so it slapped the tractor flat, rubbing the mud ball and thinking about what to do? At this time, the scum came over, and he didn't know why this guy performed so well today, but he stayed at home honestly, and had no intention of sneaking out at all.

After these days, the hair on the scum's body has grown a lot. Although it has not reached the original level, it can be said that it has recovered a bit of its previous splendor, and the whole body is a little fluffy again. It's here, probably because it was originally a dog in the frigid zone, but now the weather in Wenjia Village is really adaptable to it.

Okay, just pinch you!

Wen Xu grabbed the cheeks of the scum, pulled it, and immediately the scum showed an extremely funny talent, with huge eyes and rolling eyeballs, it was particularly joyful!

While waiting for Wen Xu to let go, the scum didn't turn around and run away, but sat on the floor honestly and looked at his master, grinning slightly to one side, and didn't know what kind of crazy he was smoking today.

Is the sun coming out from the west today? Wen Xu joked with the scum with a smile, and then fiddled with the mud on the console.

Before fiddling with it for a while, Scum put his two front paws on the operating table, and stretched out a fluffy dog's head to watch Wen Nu throwing the mud eagerly. If someone stood by and watched, they must think that the two masters and servants are super boring now.

After falling in the mud for a while, Wen Xu started pinching the scum. Although the model is right in front of her eyes, after pinching for a while, Wen Xu did pinch a dog, but if she told others that it was a scum, probably the scum's mother would not admit it of.

Does it look like you?

Wen Xu put the dog in front of Scum, and asked Scum if it looked like it.

How could the scum know that the thing in front of him was himself? After staring at it for a while, he suddenly turned his head and bit 'self' in his mouth, and began to chew. Not only chewing but squinting his eyes and enjoying it, but after chewing for about ten seconds, the scum spit it out.

Click! Click! Click!

The scum lay on the ground, making a sound like a person being stuck in the throat by a fishbone, probably trying to spit out all the mud that he swallowed into his mouth just now.

Wen Nuan looked down at this guy, unscrupulously stretched out his shoes and lightly stepped on the scum's fat tail.

Just when Wen Xu was extremely bored, the phone in his pocket remembered.

Hi, hello, this is Wen Xu, who are you?

What's wrong with me? Did you do something shameful with your daughter-in-law today? You're in such a good mood? Yan Dong heard Wen Nuan's voice today was different, and there was a sense of extreme joy in his words status, so he laughed out loud.

If you don't hurry up and create a human being with Xu Yue, why are you calling me! Wen Xu replied to him.

Yan Dong gave a silly laugh and then turned to the business: Okay, let's stop talking, let's be serious! Have you thought about the brand of red wine yet?

I didn't think about it! Wen Xu heard him ask this question, and immediately said: I thought of a few names, but they were not very good. Pinxianzhuang, Feihongzhuang and the like are not domineering at all!

In fact, Wen Xu didn't think much about it at all. After Little Black Joe from the United States left, Wen Xu didn't think much about alcohol. Now he just said two casually to meet the occasion, so as to save Yan Dong from thinking that he was lazy.

After hearing Wen Xu's two names, Yan Dong said, It's really vulgar, it's so vulgar! You might as well call it Juyi Hall. This is red wine, not Erguotou!

What's wrong with Erguotou, isn't it good?

Okay, I won't talk to you, listen to the name I want, SPRING\u0026CO!

Wen Xu listened to it for a long time and then let it fight for a while. SPRING Wen Xu knew that it was spring, but what was behind it looked like a domestic car brand.

Spring means vitality. Does that \u0026CO in the back have a bit of Internet atmosphere? Yan Dong said with great interest.

After hearing this, Wen Xu picked him up over the phone: That's why you named it, isn't it vulgar? If you have nothing to do, don't learn from those car builders. If you can't do anything, your family will hurt you. Why don't you buy it? A brand of poured French wine, the kind that even the workshop does not have, and then pour our wine into it, and say that our wine is of French origin?

Okay, don't be weird! Yan Dong heard Wen Xu's words, and the enthusiasm he had just called was gone.

By the way, what about Qiao's side? Wen Xu placed her hopes on the American black man.

Yan Dong said: Don't mention him, his name is not as good as mine, Brownie for a while, Georgia for a while, it looks like a gathering of names.

It's very famous, the three of them are not very educated people, thinking that the names are all low-end goods, and they don't stick to the word elegant at all.

Wen Xu thought about it and said directly: Why don't you just call Fengxue Winery directly, it's easy and straightforward!

Then it's better to call it Wen's Winery, it's clear at a glance! Yan Dong pouted at the phone, making fun of Wen Xu's naming ability.

No horse winery! Don't get entangled, it's just a name, that's all it is, Wen Xu said.

It's not loud! And it's not a winery? You can just call ***!

It's fine, I have no objection! Then call it Buyue Winery, anyway, I don't care. Drink it if you like it, and get out if you don't drink it! I'm not interested in serving you. You only have such a small amount for a year, and you are going to sell it all over the place. The whole world can't make it? Wen Xu didn't mind at all that his wine couldn't be sold, anyway, his family was so virtuous, and with the mentality that if he didn't sell it, it would save him a little trouble, he directly named the winery down.

As soon as Yan Dong heard what Wen Xu had said, he agreed. For him, any name is fine, as long as the wine is his agent. For the things that Wen Xu tossed, and Qiao, a hero in wine, praised them all. Yan Dong thinks it's not the same as making big profits, but he won't lose money if he loses, and even if he loses, he can't let the business to others, so that others may be squeezed in by others, and if he gets together with Wen Xu, then he What are you going to do in severe winter?

After Yan Dong hummed twice, he asked: How is the bottle thinking?

Hearing his question, Wen Xu remembered this, and said directly: I'm doing it right now, I'm going to make a shape out of mud!

Okay, you can make your clay bottle slowly, I'm going to talk to Joe about our infantry winery! If there is nothing else, I will hang up, the phone bill is quite expensive. After finishing speaking, Yan Dong paused, Then he hung up the phone.

After putting down the phone, Wen Xu suddenly stopped feeling bored, and began to carefully make the bottle.

Now Wen Xu is equivalent to creating, but as far as Wen Xu is concerned, no matter how he makes it, he can’t get rid of the influence of the bottle he saw before. Several kinds of bottles.

In the end, Wen Xu simply adopted the borrowing principle and made a shape of an antique Chinese octagonal flat bottle.