After the holiday, Liu Junhao's yard returned to peace. He also completely returned to his lazy state.

In the morning, Professor Zhao moved the small table to the toon tree outside the yard, and the two of them played chess in the shade. Although the lotus leaves in the ditch were sparse, they gave people a different kind of faint fragrance. While playing chess, they drank sweet honey water, and life was very happy.

The locust trees bloomed these days, and the houses of their two families have turned into a sea of ​​flowers. The bumblebees and bees naturally would not miss the opportunity and would be busy on the branches every day. The two people got the moon first when they were close to the water. With this convenience, they naturally had a cup of honey water every day. The honey of the locust flowers was a little milky white and smelled much more fragrant than other honeys.

Last year, when the bumblebee settled down here, the locust flowers had basically bloomed, so this is the first time they have tasted the locust flowers.

While playing chess, Wukong ran back with his bird's nest. This guy was afraid that his master would confiscate the two little starlings, so he would keep the bird's nest with him no matter where he went. What surprised Liu Junhao was that the monkey had the talent to be a "bird mother". He ran out to catch grasshoppers as soon as it was dawn, and when it was dark, he would hold the bird's nest in his arms to keep warm.

After a few days, the two birds were not only not raised to death, but also lived very happily, and were more than twice as big as the beginning. Their small mouth was tender and covered with fluffy, and they looked quite cute. What was even more shocking was that the little star seemed to have regarded Wukong as his biological parents. Even the screams were filled with monkey smell.

Seeing this situation, he and Zhang Qian completely eliminated the idea of ​​letting the monkey send the starlings back. However, they were very curious about what kind of virtue these two little guys would have when they grew up under the care of the monkey.

"By the way, Xiaohao, come here to help me tear down the fence wall, it's not enough now." After playing a game of chess, Professor Zhao remembered that he had nothing to do.

"I said, "Old man, you're a big deal." This fence wall has just been built for a year, so why are you demolishing it now?"

At this time last year, Chen Thorn couldn't stand his knees high, which could not stop the animals from sneaking into the yard to steal vegetables. Professor Zhao finally had no choice but to tie a circle of reed fences beside Chen Ci. This year, Chen Thorn grew taller and could be used as a wall, so he planned to remove the fence.

It takes time to cover the fence, but it is extremely easy to disassemble. The wire at the joint has been rusted after a year of wind and rain. It is lightly lit with hand pliers and it immediately breaks.

He was busy with his hands holding his pliers, and Professor Zhao followed behind to pick up the wire. In less than ten minutes, all the fence walls were demolished, and the yard also had a little new look.

After the work, the two of them stopped playing chess and sat directly under the Chinese toon tree and closed their eyes to rest. The light wind was blowing, and it was particularly comfortable.

It took eleven o'clock this time to sit, and the students should finish school soon. Liu Junhao held the water cup and returned to the house to prepare for lunch.

After I made the rice porridge, I happened to have some leftover honey picked in the morning, so I washed some dates. The taste should be good. As for the dishes, it is still a cold toon. During the May Day holiday, I have been serving big fish and meat. Now it is lighter and you can scratch oil.

As soon as she put the rice in the pot, Zhang Qian happened to return to the yard. The first thing she did when she entered the yard was to take out the grasshoppers she caught and feed the swallows. Now these little birds have also developed a habit. When they hear something, they immediately scream with small mouths.

After feeding the swallows, she took a few more photos with her camera before she could finish the matter.

"Husband, how about you think we will build a small bridge in the ditch?"

"Build a bridge? Why are you doing? Isn't there a stone pedestal there?" Liu Junhao asked in a little surprise. He now fully understood that his wife's way of thinking was a wild and sometimes it was very unrealistic. He had planned to build a small house on the poplar trees before, but he tried his best to dissuade him.

"Let's build a wooden bridge beside the lotus pond, and then connect a wooden pavilion to the bridge so that we can enjoy the cool air there at night."

"You are a waste of money and money. There is no sun at night, so why do you want a pavilion?" Although there is wood at home, it doesn't cost much money to build a pavilion. However, he was too lazy to move and didn't want to make any flashy things.

"Why is it a waste of money? I provide tourists with a place to watch birds. I have already thought of the name, called the bird watching pavilion." This idea, but Zhang Qian had an idea in class in the morning. Now what her husband said is worthless, she was very angry.

"Did you think about how to repair the bridge?" Seeing his wife insisting, he had to ask patiently.

"No need to be so troublesome. Just cross a wooden board on the top of the ditch. Look, I have drawn all the design drawings." Zhang Qian said, and ran back to the yard to take out the record book. The drawings on it were very beautiful, with small bridges and lotus flowers all over the pond, and a few big birds stretched their wings outside the pavilion.

"Okay, in summer, there is only a heavy rain, and the wooden board will definitely be washed away and cannot be found." Liu Junhao pointed out the disadvantages at a glance.

"Then increase the height, at least one meter from the water surface, it's okay?" Zhang Qian thought about it and made changes on the picture.

"Well, then your bridge deck is too narrow. What if a person falls into the water when walking on it? Especially for children, they like to move around the world. The water in our ditch is quite shallow..."

"Winning and getting some railings on top to protect her," said the end, and she gave up herself. It was too complicated. If she really wanted to do this, the project volume would definitely be quite large.

"In the past, I saw that the single-plank bridge on someone's paintings were very beautiful, so why didn't we adapt to it?" Zhang Qian took pictures of the drawings very depressedly.

"The single-plank bridge looks beautiful, but it is not so easy to walk, but it is not impossible to add a guardrail..." Speaking of this, Liu Junhao suddenly had an idea, and another design method came into his mind. With this calculation, his wife's idea became simple.

"Speak quickly, I will say half of each time." Zhang Qian was waiting for him for the second half of the sentence, but after waiting for half a minute, she found that her husband was wandering around at the moment.

"Plastic rope, we can weave a guardrail with plastic rope. Take the paper and I'll design it for you." Liu Junhao said, snatched the record book, then picked up the pencil and drew it quickly. Speaking of which, his painting level was far inferior to Zhang Qian. After all, Zhang Qian had a strong understanding ability, and after careful identification, he could recognize what he was painting.

"Husband, you are so smart. How can you get along with plastic ropes?" Zhang Qian praised her stingyly, and then she felt a lot of talent. "We can also build two net bags at the connection between the middle, put flower pots in the net bags, and plant morning glory. Let the morning glory climb along the guardrail, and then it will become a flower bridge."

Planting flowers on the bridge, my wife's idea is really creative. With the help of spring water, I believe that the morning glory will definitely survive. For a moment, he was also interested and prepared to do it in the afternoon.

"Build a bridge on the ditch? You kid are idle and have nothing to do." After dinner, Liu Junhao just gave this idea to Professor Zhao and the old man immediately began to criticize him.

The old man criticized him for a while and finally nodded in agreement... The main reason is that he is idle and has nothing to do, so it is naturally good to have some fun.

So, the two of them started to get busy by the ditch in the scorching sun.

I have my own building materials, and the source of the wood is his old door. When I was renovating the house, Zhang Qian despised the wooden door was outdated, so she arranged to replace it with the sliding door. The door panel was useless. A few days ago, Zhang Qian wanted to chop it as firewood. Liu Junhao hurriedly stopped it and said that it would be a pity to burn it. It would be better to keep it if it would be useful one day.

The door panel is used as a bridge deck, so it is considered to be a perfect use. As for the bridge pier standing in the middle, it can be replaced by stone tiles. There are two large stone tiles outside the courtyard wall. This stone tiles are different from those used by ordinary people. They are not visible in ordinary places. They are more than one meter long and have a diameter of forty or fifty centimeters. It is a unique product of the era of eating big pot rice. After the production is divided, ordinary families usually feed a cow, but the thing is useless, so they are completely abandoned. When Mr. Liu was in the grain warehouse, he protected the two large stone tiles very well, and now they can be used to plaster them in the water.

However, the wooden stake in the middle of the stone was exposed to wind and rain for a long time and was already in woe and needed to be replaced.

This did not endure Liu Junhao. He searched for two pieces of wood on the pile of mixed wood and cut them into square shapes, and then inserted them into a stone nest to get things done.

A stone carp weighs 200 to 300 pounds. Professor Zhao was afraid that Liu Junhao would often put it in the water alone, so he rolled up his trousers and went down to help him.

The two carefully placed the stone carpet in the middle of the ditch, connected the two stone carpets together with horizontal wooden nails, and finally laid the door panel on top to form a simple eight-shaped wooden bridge.

The rest of the work is simple, and two wooden stakes are planted on each bridge to fix the rope.

Of course, before planting wooden stakes, there is also a preparation work, that is, carbonize the lower end of the wooden stakes, which can effectively prevent the wood from rotting when buried in the ground.

Liu Junhao had just set up a fire in the middle of the road and roasted it hard. In less than five minutes, Liu Laosan rushed over and asked: "Xiaohao, what are you doing? I saw smoke coming from a distance here and thought it was on fire."

When he saw the wooden bridge on the ditch, he also criticized it as a nonsense. There was no road in the woods, so could it be necessary to build a special bridge?

But since he was here, Liu Laosan also swung his sledgehammer to help drive the piles.

"Xiaohao, didn't you ask Zhao Guangming to send the rope? Why haven't he come yet?"

"Don't worry, it should be coming soon." At the time of dinner, Liu Junhao seemed too hot at noon. He was lazy and called Zhao Guangming to buy a rope and a flowerpot for him to bring it to him. The man agreed at that time, but as the pile had been laid, he didn't even see a shadow on the person who sent the rope.

Helplessly, he had to go into the house and call again. Before he could dial, Professor Zhao was already shouting at the top of his voice: "Xiaohao, don't call, the person has come."

"I x, are you mentally ill? Is there a need to repair bridges in this place?" Zhao Guangming's motorcycle stopped and immediately said this.

Damn, can I not repair this bridge? Liu Junhao really wants to give up now. Why does anyone oppose the bridge construction every time he comes?

The bridge deck and the bridge body were tied with two ropes as thick as one yuan coins, and the rest were guardrails woven into a mesh with fine plastic ropes.

After the bridge was repaired, Liu Junhao was completely disappointed. No matter how you look, this thing looks like a quadruple. The bridge is too short and the guardrail is too high, and it feels bloated, especially the four half-person-high wooden stakes in the middle of the bridge, which looks extremely awkward.

"This is the first time I have seen such an ugly bridge." Zhao Guangming looked at it for a while, and finally gave a merciless blow.

"You kid has no aesthetic vision, does this understand classical beauty?" Liu Junhao is now also a cooked duck meat that is rotten but not rotten.

"Will it be better to add a pavilion in the middle of the bridge?" Professor Zhao put forward an opinion at this time.

Adding a wooden pavilion? This is very similar to my wife’s original design. Liu Junhao stood in the distance and looked at it. He thought that adding a pavilion would be much better.

"I think adding a pavilion is feasible. The rest of your house demolished is not pine rafters, so that's just right." Liu Laosan also spoke and suggested.

The construction project was a bit too large when the pavilion was built. Liu Junhao didn't want to take more time. However, everyone's opinions were the same, so he could only follow the advice.

Although it was just drilling a few holes in the rafters, it would be a headache for people who don’t know carpenters. I originally wanted to let Liu Laosan do it, but the man was an ant holding a stone claw - his mouth was strong. When it comes to the production process, he was very good at making it, which really made it difficult to even hold the ink thread.

In the end, Liu Junhao had to beg Ermazi again and asked him to do something while he was free.

Fearing that others wouldn't understand, he even drew a few sketches. As a result, Ermazi said: "What are you drawing? I know how to do it myself."

Sweat...the professional ones are different, and they all speak with confidence.

In the past few years, carpenters and masons were all technical jobs, which were quite popular. Especially carpenters, it took at least a few days to make a set of furniture, and the owner usually had to be served with delicious food and drinks. Because of this, Ermazi specially found someone to learn carpenters for several years when he was young, but unfortunately he was a hero who was useless. Less than two years after he was in charge, three-piece strips began to become popular in the ten miles and eight villages. People bought complete sets from the street, and few of them made their own. So Ermazi, a carpenter, had completely stopped dishes after working for a few days.

After Liu Junhao finished his explanation, he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Don't leave, help me and help me polish the plane blade." Ermazi said as she took out a canvas bag from the corner. She patted it with her hand, and smoke and dust suddenly rose up. Then she poured down, rat shit, cotton balls, etc. scattered all over the floor.

"I said Uncle Guangxi, you haven't used this thing in many years?" The irritating smell almost fainted.

"How could you ask me to help me?" Ermazi smiled. He had thrown this pile of furniture in the corner for several years and had not moved it. Now he finally caught free labor.

When the plane is sharpened, the sun is about to set.

Seeing that there was no chance to build a pavilion today, Liu Junhao could only say hello and go home to cook.

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Chapter completed!