C101

The Carpenter's Square s were also known as the corner ruler, which was divided into four rows: the traditional inch, the Carpenter's Square s (measuring house, furniture), the Dinglan ruler (measuring house, ancestral tablet), and the centimeter four scale.

The first row had eight words engraved on it, they were money, sickness, separation, righteousness, official, tribulation, harm, and capital. Each word also had a different meaning, and if it was described in words, it would be a little too troublesome, so he decided to just mention it to everyone, and if there was a chance in the future, he would slowly introduce it to them.

As I said before, Carpenter's Square are something that every carpenter has. Of course, because it's a tradition, I don't know if the carpenters in the city have it or not.

Lame Zhao said that he had modified this Carpenter's Square before, so I held onto the drum and played with it for a long time before realizing that there was a secret compartment inside. I pulled out a piece of paper that was an estimated one foot long, and connected the other end of the paper with the Carpenter's Square.

Needless to say, this Lame Zhao sure was interesting.

It was filled with words. I then understood that the reason why Lame Zhao didn't want to teach me anything was because the things he wanted to teach me were probably written on this small piece of paper.

I saw that it had written something that I didn't understand, something like "Twin Wood Suspending Beam", "Pillar Dispersal", "There are people on the beam", "Lucky treasure", and a bunch of other jargon that detailed the way to use it and crack it.

It made my scalp tingle. There were some good ones and some bad ones, but no matter what, I felt that the bad ones were a lot worse.

At this moment, I was only skimming through the book in a hurry, preparing to find some time to slowly try to study it. After all, my main job was a proper and proper Mr. Yin and Yang.

Just like what the Lame Zhao said, if I really don't have the talent to become a carpenter, I still plan to find a person with special abilities to hand over the Carpenter's Square to him. After all, I can't bury such a good thing, right?

At noon, my father came back and told me that the Village Head's house had cooked a meal, and he let the village head over to his house to eat with the people who helped the Lame Zhao, and he asked me if I wanted to go? I thought for a moment, then nodded and said yes.

After I came back, although my father thought that I had visited every nook and cranny in the village, I knew that except for the occasional encounter, I hadn't said a word to any of the neighbors in the village, and didn't find anything.

Although I had mentally prepared myself, I still couldn't resist the torture I received from my elders. I fled when my meal ended, and for what reason everyone was concerned about the same thing: I have no target?

According to the rules of the village, after death, they had to stay on guard, but Lame Zhao's son He Jiabao … Wait!

He Jiabao!

I was stunned, wasn't Lame Zhao's surname Zhao? What's his son's surname? It was only then that I realized what was going on.

Of course, if I were to suddenly think of this problem, I won't be able to solve it either, but after hearing that He Jiabao seems to be extremely anxious, I rushed to the funeral home to pick up Lame Zhao.

It seemed like he was going to be cremated. Some of the village's elders advised him to bury his dead body in peace and not let others suffer the pain of that burning.

"Right now, the nation's call for a cremation and burial is also my response to the country's call for a cremation," said He Bao, not minding at all.

I don't know if he was sincere or just an excuse, but the Lame Zhao was taken away by him anyway, and didn't even have a night's worth of sleep. Before he left, it was said that He Jiabao turned Lame Zhao's not-so-big house upside down, as if he was looking for something, but when someone asked him, he did not say anything.

I was just wondering if it was a Carpenter's Square? If it really is, then why did the Lame Zhao give it to me and not leave it for his son? I couldn't figure it out, so I didn't bother to think about it.

The coffin Lame Zhao prepared for him was left in his house by his son. With just a word, no one went to Lame Zhao's house.

I remember that there were still a few coffins left in Lame Zhao's room, and I didn't sell them out, but there might be one less carpenter for He Family Village in the future, and that's it.

At night, I asked my father why his son's surname was Zhao, but what was his son's surname?

My father told me that Lame Zhao and my master are actually the same. Originally, they weren't people of He Family Village, but came to the village a few years ago, and were all alone and childless. Then, for some unknown reason, he brought a child, Mi Wa'er, from somewhere and said that he picked her up and that she would be his son in the future.

At that time, Lame Zhao had said that he wanted to accept him as his He Family Village and wanted to give this baby a surname 'He'. That was why He Jiabao's name had come to him like this.

He did not know where the money came from, but he sent He Jiabao to the city to study. He did not expect that this treasure would be so impressive, taking back a prize at any time, but when He Jiabao grew up, the number of times he returned home also slowly decreased. In the end, he did not even return.

I got it, this He Jiabao is just a scum.

Once a person grew up, they would think about a lot of things, and they would even easily lament over life. For example, the death of Lame Zhao had stirred me up greatly. In the afternoon, I went out for a walk again, to talk over and over on the phone with Han Shudie.

The guy gave me sweet shit and I said I didn't know and I'd call her when I got back.

Just as I hung up and stepped into the room, Zhang Kefan's head popped out in front of my eyes and she immediately blacked out! She was scared out of her wits).

"All of you …" Why are you here again? " Halfway through my speech, I changed my language and spoke to her in Mandarin.

She looked at me suspiciously and asked, "You! Who did you just call? "

"Your sister-in-law …" When these three words were about to reach my mouth, I forcefully swallowed them back down and said, "A classmate, did you ask me if I finished my college entrance examination results?"

I don't even know why I would lie to Zhang Kefan, but I will. Furthermore, why did I feel guilty? Why do I feel a little guilty playing with my friends towards Zhang Kefan?

"Give me your phone!" With that, she snatched the phone from my pocket, whether I agreed or not.

"Han Shudie... "Yo, it sounds like she's a beauty after all." Zhang Kefan looked at me weirdly, making me feel even more guilty. Fortunately, my skin had always been thick, so he didn't notice anything abnormal.

Also, because it might be too sudden to play friend with Han Shudie, I didn't even come to change her comment to "wife" or "daughter-in-law".

"Other than males, there are only females left. Don't tell me you're hoping for a third sex trait to appear!" As I spoke, I snatched the phone back.

"Sigh, that's not it. Didn't I tell you to stay by Master Lotus Village's side? Why did you come here alone? "There's nothing interesting about it. Aside from mud, there's nothing else. I don't even understand why you're running here. Furthermore, how did you manage to get here?" I'm really curious, she is; who knows the way?

She rolled her eyes at me in disdain, and said to me: "Are you stupid? "Don't tell me that I don't know how to ask since the village is not big, and that you, a person who just came back from the city, are too eye-catching?"

I was actually rendered speechless by Zhang Kefan.

My father was at home, and it was obvious that she had met my father before. She didn't even know what kind of common language my father and she had.

She came in the afternoon, and although it was still hot, the sun was at least setting, and it was already night by the time she arrived. Fortunately, although the house was in ruins, but at least there were enough rooms, and my father went to make a bed for Zhang Kefan.

The next day, Zhang Kefan regretted it. It was too hot, although there was a fan blowing, but the wind was hot, and when I looked at her, she looked like she couldn't take it anymore. Her face was flushed red, but she was too embarrassed to say anything.

She must have seen it and tried to punch me.

I quietly told my father that it would be better if I sent her to my master's place first. My dad nodded with a wry smile and said, "The conditions are not good. I must have caused her to suffer."

Before I left, I went to completely clean up Lame Zhao's house. No matter what, he can be considered half a teacher to me.

Zhang Kefan insisted on following me. I told her that someone had just died inside, scaring her to the point that her face had turned ghastly white.

When I left, my father took a lot of things, so I could take them back to the city.