Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 115

The next day.

There was heavy snow in the sky.

This is the second snowfall this year, and the first snowfall was so small that it didn't even cover the entire capital.

Wei Dabao was very excited and kept yelling in the yard. Laifu and Jixiang followed suit, and the old lady's leek field covered with plastic was almost destroyed.

Because of the bad weather, Wei Pingan didn't take Dabao out.

Seeing that Laifu was so energetic, Wei Pingan had an idea and planned to make a small sled, put a rein on Laifu, and pull Dabao when he went out to play.

It just so happened that yesterday I bought a lot of discarded furniture from the waste collection station, and many wooden boards can be dismantled and spliced ​​​​for use.

Wei Pingan has the spatial skills to make the hype, and he has nothing to do, so he can assemble the rough-processed panels on the spot in the yard.

Anyway, apart from Dabao and Gouzi, there is no one else in the house, and the occasional indulgence will not cause disturbance.

Just do it.

Wei Pingan first selected 10 cm thick wood as a skateboard from the "clutter" accumulated in the space.

Because it is necessary to choose wood that can be bent, except for large pieces and special-shaped wooden furniture, the moisture in the wood can only be separated by using fresh wood with the help of space decomposition.

Here are a few details, because Wei Ping'an's inadvertence at first caused two failures.

The first thing is to thin the inside of the wood, otherwise the bending will cause the inside to be squeezed, resulting in insufficient bending angle or direct breakage.

In addition, it is to slow down the process of water separation. During the slow separation of wood water, let the wood gradually bend. Don't be in a hurry, but also have a good feel and sense of proportion.

Finally, it is taken to the kitchen, where it is baked and set by the steel stove.

The cross braces need some strong and flexible wood, such as fresh willow.

Although Dabao doesn't know what his father does, he is very happy to be a little helper, although the more he helps, the more chaotic he becomes.

The little hands kept passing tools such as wooden sticks and hammers to Wei Ping'an.

Wei Ping'an will also take it patiently, and encourage Dabao to continue busy with the work at hand.

At noon, grandma came back to cook. After the meal, grandma went to the small building to squat for a while. Maybe it was colder in the morning when it snowed, so it consumed more energy.

As we get older, every winter is a torment.

Dabao was also very busy all morning. After eating, his little head was shaking to and fro, and he fell asleep on the ground just by looking at it.

Wei Pingan looked at Dabao very cute and funny.

Simply let him sleep on the bed.

Then I went to the yard alone and continued to be busy making small sleds.

The splicing structure of the parts is connected by mortise and tenon, which is not only stronger, but also stronger as it is used, and it can also prevent the risk of falling apart.

In this regard, the mortise and tenon structure is far better than nails.

This kind of craftsmanship is like the difference between China and the West. One side uses wisdom and wisdom, while the other side uses brute force.

When the crying sounded in the room, and Wei Dabao's children's shoes woke up and called for someone, a beautiful little sleigh in Wei's father's hand was almost completed.

The old lady looked around for a while before going out.

"Our lump also has this kind of sled in winter. It is more comfortable than a bicycle in the snow."

"I just don't know how much snow there will be in the capital this year. Let Laifu pull the sled and take Dabao for a ride..."

The sled is very delicate. When Wei Pingan first made it, the design drawings adopted most of the Kazakh craft style.

Decades later, the Kazakh traditional sleigh, which embodies national charm, is part of the intangible cultural heritage.

The small and exquisite sled took Dabao's whole mind in an instant.

"Daddy, Daddy, so beautiful."

In Dabao's dictionary, being beautiful is one of the few top compliments he can utter.

The rest of the compliments are expressed with actions.

Wei Pingan stopped Dabao who was staggering and trying to climb into the sled.

The wooden strips have not been polished to remove the splinters, and the inside is bare, and it hurts the buttocks when sitting on it. After the polishing is finished, a cushion must be placed to block the wind and the like.

Laifu was eager to try just now.

Wei Pingan put a small "simple dog saddle" on it, which is actually a few ropes.

Try it first. If the center of gravity and firmness are all right, the dog saddle and cushion can be handed over to the old lady.

When Wei Pingan was sitting in the room making tea, he suddenly thought that he seemed to be arranging manual work for Mrs. Zhang every day when he came back.

The old lady didn't have any complaints, and seemed to be enjoying it.

In the evening, the snow has not stopped, and there are signs that it is getting bigger and bigger.

Wei Ping'an was thinking about whether to go out early to pick up his wife from get off work, when Zhou Wen had already entered the courtyard pushing his bicycle.

"Why did you come back so early today? I'm usually not off work at this point."

It's not even 05:30 when I get home, which is really early enough.

"It's been snowing all the time, so the internal staff took half a day off in advance, and they don't have to go to work tomorrow morning, so we have to cooperate with the street office to distribute Chinese cabbages..."

Every winter, sending briquettes, briquettes, and ordering Chinese cabbage and other livelihood items has become a regular program for the police at the police station and the neighborhood committees of the street.

"Dabao, let's help mom tomorrow, shall we?"

"I want to help my mother carry Chinese cabbages."

Wei Dabao, who is more than four years old, actually knows a lot of things and can do a lot of things.

After all, in this age where people always talk about their age, Wei Dabao can also be said to be six years old.

What can a four-year-old do logically?

Wash your face and brush your teeth, dress and eat by yourself, do housework, and make soy sauce...

Because Wei Dabao's father is not at home all year round, and his mother needs to go to work at the police station, she has always been taken by her grandma.

The term intergenerational parenting is not just a talk, it has a strong scientific basis.

So although Wei Dabao is young, it's not an excuse for not getting close.

If you distinguish carefully, he has already shown signs of moving towards the evolution of Zhou Zimo, the uncle.

The old lady is very nice, but she is still very lacking in educating children.

The old people can't blame, because they will feel that there is hard work without credit.

You can only come by yourself.

Zhou Zimo ate quickly, and went to the yard to light a lamp to make mazza.

He only completed half of the two Mazar's tasks.

The main reason is that the process is unskilled. After making the first one, the second one is much simpler.

This is also the reason why Wei Pingan arranged two hand-made artifacts.

Wei Pingan didn't eat at home.

I took the fried peanuts specially made by the old lady, and picked out a portion of Pu Wufang's sauced meat from the space.

This sauce meat is one of the few in stock.

Back in the Northwest, Wei Pingan was not willing to contribute, so he ate it secretly a few times.

He also thought about going for a walk during this time, and adding some traditional famous food in the capital to the system space.

On the day of the winter solstice, Xu Damao also said to get together, so Wei Pingan simply went to the backyard again.

Lou Xiaoe opened the door. She was eating with Xu Damao, and the meal was not over yet.

"Da Mao, I'm eating. It's snowing today, so let's go sit down with Uncle Li in the back room?"

"Okay, Ezi, I'll sit down with Brother Wei and Uncle Li, by the way, take the bottle of wine I left, and taste my old wine today..."

Xu Damao took a bottle of Moutai, and the two strolled to Lao Litou's house.

The three of them drank and ate side dishes, bragging and joking, and a meal was not worth a lot of money, but that's how big men are, and they got acquainted without knowing it.

When the middle court parted, Xu Damao still shouted with his tongue out: "Old Wei, I didn't have a good time today, let's make an appointment another day..."

Wei Ping'an was very sober, and three people drank two bottles of wine, which just touched the bottom of Wei Ping's drinking capacity.

When he got home, Dabao had followed his great-grandmother to the small building to sleep.

Now the night was quiet, and it was time for the young couple to work hard for the birth of Wei Dabao's younger sister.

"Satisfied with wine and food", the sage who smokes a cigarette after the event is always coming.

Zhou Wen turned around, hesitated for a while, and said leisurely: "Old Wei, there is something that I don't know how to tell you."

Zhou Wen was a little depressed when she said this, and this matter had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

Let's just say, she felt uncomfortable, as if she wanted to cut her man in half, and she felt uncomfortable.

But if you don't say it, you will appear too selfish, even if you don't care about that poor woman, there is a girl not much younger than Dabao.

How difficult the past few years have been, and how much pressure the gossip puts on a woman.

Zhou Wen compares his heart with his heart, and it's all for him. After all, they are a legal and certified couple, and no one can tell anything about their children.

But what about the girl in Shanghai?
What is the reputation of being born out of wedlock? How many times worse is the situation than yourself?

The point is, that girl, how Dabao survived Zhou Wen's life without a father, she can understand how difficult it is for him to raise a child.

Even worse than her.

After all, the environment is different.

So, I kept it in my heart for several days, and I couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhou Wen mustered up his courage today and kept talking.

She can accept any consequences and will try to accept them.

But she couldn't do it. The sweetness of the family of three she was enjoying was based on deception and deception.

She feels that she has no right to deprive the other child of the right to have a father, after all, the child is innocent.

Zhou Wen wanted to tell Wei Pingan the night before.

But when Wei Ping'an just came back, seeing Dabao excited and reunited with him, he and he were very excited.

Zhou Wen didn't want to affect his mood, so he gave up talking.

The next day, when Zhou Wen saw the interactive game between father and son, the harmonious and happy atmosphere was what she had been looking forward to for a long time.

At the dinner table, she listened to her husband telling interesting stories about taking the children out to visit friends and Dabao's performance. She was not willing to break this harmonious family atmosphere.

Today, Zhou Wen couldn't bear it anymore.

She cannot continue to be selfish.

It's like she doesn't want to hide her husband in this matter, and she doesn't want to help her husband make a decision that hurts the other party.

She felt that she needed to have a frank and honest talk with Old Wei.

"I know about the incident in Shanghai before."

"Ok?"

"After you left, Li Lu and I met and talked once. Old Wei, it's hard for you. Why didn't you explain and tell me back then?..."

Wei Pingan didn't say anything, what could he say.

Even now, he doesn't know what's going on.

"That... girl gave birth to a child, yes, your daughter..."

"daughter in law."

"Old Wei?"

"Can you tell me what Li Lu told you back then?"

"Oh, when Li Lu came to see me, she said..."

After a long time.

Wei Pingan let out a long breath: "Daughter-in-law."

"Hey."

"good night."

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The snow stopped in the middle of the night last night, and in the morning, the whole city was covered in white snowflakes.

The sun shines on the surface of the snow, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.

People can't help squinting their eyes.

Wei Ping'an walked out of the house, and the episode last night didn't seem to have affected him in any way.

He stretched himself, took a shovel from the debris pile on the east wall, and prepared to clear the heavy snow in the yard.

Wei Ping'an initially estimated that the snow falling in this small courtyard, not to mention the streets, must be more than ten centimeters thick.

Step on it with one foot, it creaks, it relieves pressure.

With this thickness, the broom is useless, and the snow shovel must be used first, and the broom is the last to sweep the tail.

In order to help the family with the work that a man should undertake in the early morning, Wei Pingan deliberately woke up 10 minutes earlier than usual.

After he piled up all the snow in the yard and cleaned the whole yard, the sound of the old lady in the small building was heard.

Wei Pingan took the shovel and continued to work. This time it was the path from his small courtyard to the middle courtyard, just leading to the entrance of the hall.

Shoveling the snow to the sides, and then the open space beside the hallway and the water tap is also the responsibility of the old lady's house.

Wei Pingan was busy with his own business, and didn't chat with Yan Bugui's family in the front yard.

Unlike other families, they are talking and laughing.

Wei Pingan seemed a bit lonely, but he still enjoyed it quite a bit.

The levels are different, and there is no need to hard melt.

Because there is a high probability that it will only pull you back and take advantage of you.

"Ping An, good morning, have you eaten?"

"No, the third master is also early, and is about to go back to eat."

In the end, when Wei Pingan was about to leave, Yan Bugui happened to come out of the house, and the two exchanged a few words in a neutral manner.

"Old Yan, why are you chatting with Wei Pingan again?"

Yan Jiedi was holding a bowl at the side, listening to their chat quietly while drinking.

Yan Jiedi has heard a lot about this new member of the Wei family in the courtyard, but has little contact with him, so he is very curious now.

Dabao's father.

Some said he died outside, some said he committed a crime and was shot, and some said he made contributions to the country...

My father is the third master of the compound, and he is acquainted with him.

"Hey, I don't see you when you look down, just say a few words."

Sighing secretly in my heart, I could only say a few words.

There were rumors in the school, even if it was just elementary school, it was from the cultural circle. When a group came back two years ago, Old Li's waist hardened.

When the son and daughter-in-law of old Litou left, Yan Bugui was returning from fishing, and he listened to him as he passed by in the alley.

The meaning seems to be: I didn't expect that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this courtyard. The relationship between our father and Mr. Wei should be good...

Master Wei, this title really scares Yan Bugui.

It made him toss and turn in the middle of the night with insomnia.

Every time I think about it, I can't wait to slap myself.

I think I was the only one in the compound who had a chance to maintain a good relationship with Wei Ping'an.

There is a chance to ascend to heaven with chickens and dogs.

It's good now, like a ghost, offending everyone.

Think about it, the two most promising families in the courtyard house, Lao Litou moved in with him, and they didn't like each other.

The other is Wei Ping'an's family.

The only family surnamed Wei.

I don't have a good relationship with any of them.

Maybe this is the only thing he can feel relieved about.

(End of this chapter)