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Chapter 33 The wonderful life of a spiritual young man

There was a time when Zhao Chuanxin hoped to live for a period of time in a place with no Internet and no acquaintances, and spend time that truly belonged to him.

Now he has achieved it.

The morning sun shines lazily through the glass.

The steamer is steaming with the aroma of meat, and the dry rice is waiting impatiently.

Open the cage

The aroma immediately filled the air.

The family has a separate meal system. Zhao Chuanxin uses dishes and a whole wooden lunch box to cook the food, which contains food in different categories.

Its eating movements are similar to those of Zhao Chuanxin, one mouthful of porridge, one mouthful of steamed buns, and one mouthful of pickles

After both the man and the dog finished eating, Zhao Chuanxin took out the bowls and plates and washed them. .

The air in the morning is so cool that you can see your breath.

After eating, while there was still fire in the stove, he boiled another pot of water and made a pot of tea for himself and Gouzi.

Sitting in front of the large desk, I picked up a pencil and began to do the unfinished graffiti yesterday.

The painting is of Ganfan, who looks like an upright model, sitting seriously on his little bed.

Actually, most of it was completed yesterday, and now with just a few strokes, the painting is complete.

Put the painting on the ground, jump up and look down at it.

"Woof woof woof"

"You can't cut your hair anymore. It's going to be winter soon and you will feel cold. With the current weather, your nose can freeze off in winter."

< p>Speaking of his nose, he could smell a faint scent of ground pine at this time.

It came from another stack of drawings on the table.

He purified high-concentration wine and obtained a little alcohol. After soaking in rosin and spraying it on the drawing paper, the pencil drawing can be preserved for a long time.

It was noisy outside.

Those are the children and the members of the insurance team who came for training.

Zhao Chuanxin went out, and Zhao Zhongyi was carrying a woolen coat, a not-so-white hard cloth shirt, a serge velvet thermal vest and thermal trousers, and a pair of woolen ones. Pants, three pairs of woolen socks came.

"Sister-in-law's hands are so skillful, she finished it so quickly."

Zhao Chuanxin took the clothes and changed them immediately when he returned.

I just took a shower at noon yesterday, and it’s just right to put it on today.

When he came out in brand new clothes, everyone in the insurance team was stunned.

Although Zhao Chuanxin has a bit of a beer belly, his cheeks are very thin. He has a beard, and his thin face is covered with stubble.

Wearing a woolen coat, the white shirt underneath is tucked into trousers, tied tightly with a belt, and the waistband of the trousers is very high. The woolen trousers underneath were pressed very neatly, and the pair of work boots were worn on the feet.

Liu Baobao came up and asked, "Where did you buy this? It's too, too much."

I can't describe it.

Korea’s last-ditch attack was “too chic, too handsome, and too well-dressed”

“Yes, yes, that’s what I mean.” Liu Baogui scratched his head and scratched his head"I'll buy a set from wherever you can buy it."

If others wear it, they may be ridiculed by everyone. But Zhao Chuanxin is said to have returned from studying abroad, so what he wears should be considered fashionable.

Hey, damn idolatry

"I didn't buy it. Do you remember the fabrics you bought? This is what those fabrics are made of."

" What?" Liu Baogui was confused.

Those moth-eaten foreign fabrics can make such beautiful clothes

Gao Li couldn’t help but step forward, touch the pockets of the coat, and said with envy, “There are so many pockets, how can you make such beautiful clothes?” Put something on. I think this looks better than the uniforms of the Russian soldiers."

Liu Baobao said anxiously, "I will buy some fabrics after I finish practicing."< /p>

"I want it too"

"I want it too."

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin had an idea.

He turned back to the house and pressed his hand on the far left side of the huge bookshelf.

A piece of wood was tilted up, but there was actually no space inside.

If you don’t look carefully, the wooden boards fit together perfectly and don’t look like hidden grids at all.

Zhao Chuanxin withdrew all the remaining deposits and went out to tell Liu Guigui, "Then you go and drive and buy as much fabric as you can. Later, each of you will make a set, and then go out to show off. Some people want to Buy it, let’s sell it at a high price.”

“”

Except for Liu Guogui, who does some small food basket business, no one else in the village has any business experience.

"Is it possible?"

"It should be possible, this coat is beautiful."

Everyone was impatient.

Morning exercise was proposed by Zhao Chuanxin and gave the outline, and the rest was completed by Zhao Zhongyi.

Running first, Zhao Chuanxin followed suit. Now Ganfan's body is getting stronger and his energy is extremely high. He runs faster, jumps out, waits for everyone, and then jumps out again

After running, everyone started doing push-ups.

Then, line up to pull the horizontal bar.

The horizontal bar is an iron bar made by Zhao Chuanxin and asked by blacksmith Guo. It is fixed with two carbonized wooden square pillars buried in the soil.

"Precious pulled one more than yesterday."

"Double Happiness also pulled one more."

"Oh, Chuan Xin pulled thirty-five today "

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin's endurance is quite poor, but his strength is extremely strong. In the past, he could only do five pull-ups, but now he can do thirty-five.

It was Zhao Zhongyi’s turn, and he put fifty people into a group, no more, no less, just right

Zhao Chuanxin wiped his cold sweat, if he hadn’t taken Dali Pill, he would have only If you can do one-tenth of what others do, the gap is huge.

Finally, a group of people continued to pull the bolts of their guns and move the oss to shoot.

No move, there is not enough ammunition for live-fire practice.

After finishing, he held the short knife and stabbed the straw man there.

This training is the most brutal in Korea. This guy seems to have a deep grudge against the straw man.As if full of hatred, he pressed the straw man's back with one hand and stabbed him randomly with a knife in the other.

Except for running and pull-ups, Zhao Chuanxin practices like a joke.

When people were practicing bayonet, he would be holding the spider legs and swinging them around. His movements were more leisurely than those of the old men in the park in later generations.

I haven’t seen him. He is more serious about work than him, and he is doing crazy output to a straw man.

After practicing casually and fooling around for a while, Zhao Chuanxin went back to wash up, and then started It's a new day. Ge You was paralyzed

As soon as he lay down, Defu came to him, squatted and said, "Uncle, if you don't go up the mountain to collect firewood, there will be no firewood for the winter."

Zhao Chuanxin feels like he has a toothache. Is it so difficult to lie down?

I just heard Defu say in a thief manner, "If you give me five cents, I will help you find a professional seller." The firewood man will pull two carts for you. One silver dollar is enough to pull three carts of firewood.”

“Haha, I’m waiting here.” Zhao Chuanxin sneered, “You’re really obsessed with money. It’s too early to pay for it. It costs five cents to pay for it.”

“I can’t help it, uncle, the children of the poor are already in charge.”

“Damn it, your father took care of your family. Are all the huanghuali tables and chairs also gone?"

Defu gritted his teeth, "The money has been spent, what else can I say?"

"Then you have to be careful, don't let it happen one day. He was addicted to smoking, and he sold you and your mother together.”

Defu was shocked and muttered, “I don’t dare to go find my Angbang Ama and ask him to take care of me. "Dad"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand what Ang Bangama meant.

But I probably understand that this child has someone to rely on.

Then forget it.

Everyone has his or her own way of living, who can control whom for the rest of their lives?

Even for his two ancestors, he only saved one life, and the rest is up to them. It’s just good fortune.

Under the sunshine, he opened the diary with satisfaction.

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