Qiao Xuejun nodded: "I'll go with you to get it back if there's a chance."
The young carpenter hesitated and had no confidence: "Forget it, they are unreasonable and you don't look like you can handle them."
Qiao Xuejun: "It depends on the situation."
She also knew that the enemy was much stronger than her, but how could she know unless she tried? She would just take it back if she had the chance. There were so many good things, she couldn't just give them up easily.
The young carpenter said, "Although we can't cut down big trees to make wooden boards, we can use some strong and thick branches to make window coverings. I have made them before and they are also very strong. I will collect the branches."
The young carpenter was a man who had his eyes on work. After working for a few days, Qiao Xuejun was already familiar with collecting firewood, but the young carpenter was faster than her. Soon he was holding a bunch of branches and throwing them into her bag.
She had short arms and legs, but she was very good at collecting branches. I don't know how she could hold so many branches at once. And the branches she picked up were all carefully selected hardwood branches.
Before 9 o'clock, the two of them had almost filled the bag of numbness. The carpenter wanted to pick up more, but Qiao Xuejun stopped him and said, "No, we can't carry it if we put too much."
The young carpenter still picked up a few and held them in his hand: "Take these too."
There’s no such thing as too much.
Qiao Xuejun asked again: "Can you make a handcart?"
The young carpenter nodded: "Yes, two-wheeled ones. When I first went out to work with my grandfather, every household had to make a new handcart with two wheels. In the past, they all had one wheel."
She paused: "I need tools."
Qiao Xuejun nodded: "Okay, I understand. Let's go down the mountain."
The young carpenter led the dog and followed Qiao Xuejun down the mountain with the firewood bags.
Are we going to Boss Joe's house?
The carpenter thought, they were from the same town. Although Qiao Lao Da didn't know her, she had heard of him. Her second uncle often said that a girl should be like the youngest sister of the Qiao family, not fighting or competing, and should know the difference between the big and small. The second uncle said that the things of the Qiao family belonged to the grandson of Qiao Yaozu, and the youngest sister of the Qiao family didn't fight at all, and even worked outside to support the two elders of the Qiao family. Even if a new house was built, she didn't want it and still lived in the old house.
In this sense, Boss Qiao is as miserable as she is.
I don’t know if it’s very hot in the old house. My second uncle’s new house is extremely hot.
The little carpenter thought about it and became determined. No matter how dilapidated the old house was, she would live with Boss Qiao! Anyway, it was much better than living in her second uncle's house!
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