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Chapter 29: Master

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I hummed and didn’t speak, and I was ready to leave. Then Mo Qianxue pulled me again. As soon as she stretched out her hand, many students nearby began to pat on the table, pat on the chairs, and yelled, "Together. , Together."

Generally speaking openly at school, the result will be very cupful. This time is no exception. No, just when they were yelling, our class teacher Yaoguang walked in. Without a word, first he dragged me at the same table and let him After going to the office, I glanced at Mo Qianxue and me.

It is estimated that the relationship between our two classmates is quite pure, so everyone is separated.

Speaking of my class teacher, the name Yaoguang is the nickname given by our students. His real name is Wang Shuyao. He is twenty-four years old, tall, with watery hair, fair skin, and a black nose on the bridge all the year round. Side glasses, I heard that it was not long after graduation and came to our school for an internship. I don't know what the school considers. Just such an intern, let her take our class to graduation.

I once suspected that she was related to her senior brother, because in the first year of high school, the senior brother called her to ask for leave for me. No matter what, as long as the senior brother calls her, the vacation can be approved immediately.

"Remember, study hard and don't fall in love at school." Yaoguang walked to my side and said deeply.

I replied, I got it, teacher, she didn't say anything, she pulled my desk-side ear with one hand, and walked towards the office.

After she left, many students in the classroom followed out, but Mo Qianxue had been standing next to me, squirming and not speaking. I looked at her suspiciously, guessing that this little girl was shy. , And said: "Okay, you are not to blame for that."

After I finished speaking, I was leaving. She seemed to feel a little embarrassed. She stuffed me a hundred yuan and said: "I have so much living expenses this week, and I will pay you back the remaining money slowly."

I was dumbfounded by her. It was her uncle who owed me money. What was wrong with her. She explained to me that I was called by her. I didn’t get the seven thousand dollars, and she did. responsibility.

Well, I always think that Mo Qianxue is useless except for a beautiful skin. What I did not expect is that she is quite responsible, so she said: "No, I will donate the seven thousand dollars to the disaster area. Up."

The little Nizi didn't know what she was thinking, dropped a hundred dollars and turned away.

Looking at her back, I gave a wry smile without saying anything. I walked straight to her desk and stuffed a hundred dollars in it. However, I was curious about Mo Qianxue’s family background, like our sophomore in high school. Students, at the end of the week, the family will give five yuan, eight yuan, and a little more is ten yuan. The wealthy family may be around fifty, like this one hundred a week, but it is very rare. less.

I spent the next few days in school, and gradually did not pay much attention to Li Chengze's family affairs, but some things are very strange. Just when you are about to forget, someone will remind you.

No, on Friday, the school just closed, then Mo Qianxue found me again.

This time, she was even more courageous. She didn't even care about a large number of students on the side. She pulled me and ran out of the classroom. I asked why she was pulling me.

She seemed to be in a hurry, and as she ran, she said that her cousin was going to die soon, so let me have a look.

To be honest, I really don't want to see Li Chengze. I think that kind of person is too treacherous, and I don't know if I deal with him. But because the child was innocent and didn't say anything, he followed her to rent a motorcycle and planned to see the situation.

On the way, Mo Qianxue told me that just this morning, Li Chengze was arrested, and her cousin became nagging. Foam sprayed from her mouth and her limbs twitched.

And she came to me because an old man in Li Chengze village said that only I can save the child.

I am very puzzled. I know my own skills very well. If I deal with wood or something, it's okay. Let me save people. It's like asking a carpenter to do the work of a blacksmith.

Wandering all the way, we finally reached the village where Li Chengze was.

When I first arrived in the village, I saw an old man standing at the entrance of the village, leaning on a cane.

I was taken aback, and suddenly remembered something. Before I left the village, the old man had asserted that I would come again. I didn't expect it to be a few days later. As the old man said, I really came.

Could it be that an old man can pinch his fingers

With this kind of doubt, I walked over to the old man. Mo Qianxue seemed to be in no mood. He urged me a few words and asked me to go see her cousin.

At this moment, the old man walked over, looked at me a few times, and smiled: "Young man, I was right, you really came."

I smiled awkwardly and said, "It's true as your old man decided, I'm here again."

He smiled and made a request at me. I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him what he meant. He smiled and said, "Can I go to my house this time?"

I didn't answer him directly, but looked at Mo Qianxue next to him. The old man seemed to know what Mo Qianxue was anxious about, and smiled: "Don't panic, everything is under control."

As he said, the old man stroked his chin and said to Mo Qianxue: "Little girl, you go to Li Chengze's house first, I'll talk to this young man about something."

Then Mo Qianxue was stunned, glanced at us, and said: "Chuanzi, hurry up, my cousin is still waiting for your help!"

Without waiting for me to speak, the old man said: "Little girl, don't worry, your cousin can't get anything wrong."

After saying this, the old man walked straight to an adobe house on the edge of the village. I hesitated, but followed.

Soon, I came to the old man's house. At first glance, it looked rather shabby. It could even be said that it was even more shabby than mine. I didn't even have a stool like that. There were only a few simple broken tree stumps as stools.

However, what puzzled me was that another old man was sitting on the dilapidated tree stump. He looked like he was in his sixties and he was full of energy. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a childish face.

"Come on, boy, let me introduce someone to you." The old man took my hand and walked into my room, and arranged for me to sit next to another old man.

I lifted my eyes and glanced at the other old man, and found that there were thick calluses at the position of the index fingers of both hands, especially the position of the tiger’s mouth, there were many cuts.

Seeing this, I immediately understood that from his hands, this old man is probably a carpenter. The reason is simple. The index finger of a carpenter needs to be tamped on the wood when working, and it is easy to be caught by the tenon and tenon.

There are cut marks on the tiger’s mouth because horizontal wood bars are often used during work, and the position of the water chestnuts on the horizontal wood bars is unusually sharp, making it easy to cut the tiger’s mouth.

Over time, there will be some wounds on the fingers of the carpenter's hands and the tiger's mouth.

Of course, ordinary carpenters may not, because those carpenters usually use nails to fix all this, and they are not so particular about the size and stability of the wood.

Therefore, I immediately inferred that this old man is not only a carpenter, but also a real master carpenter.

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