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- Chapter 432: Art requires exaggeration and imagination
Director Ma led the crew to stay in Liujiagou for nearly a month, and most of the animal scenes in the courtyard have been filmed. Liu Junhao also relaxed. The process of filming the TV series seemed fresh at first, but after a long time, it became less interesting, so he just went to the filming site every day to report.
If Director Ma has nothing to say, he will go back to the house and rest. In this chilly weather, I can hide in the house and really don¡¯t want to go out and look for trouble.
By the way, the weather this year has been strange. It has just entered November and thin ice has already begun to form. The temperature did get warmer for a while, but after a few autumn rains, the weather became completely cold. When I wake up every morning, the ice in the bucket is three to four centimeters thick, and many people put on thick clothes.
Liu Junhao is currently lying on the sofa watching TV series. Of course, he did not offend his belly. He used a plate to get a few raisins as snacks and ate while watching. These are all produced by Shisuo, and the taste is naturally extraordinary.
When there is food, Wukong and Diandian naturally come to ask for it. The two starlings behaved even more outrageously, putting their mouths directly into the plate and pecking at it.
But the raisins didn¡¯t seem to suit their taste. The two little guys pecked at them for a while, but instead of eating them, they threw the raisins on the ground.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? It¡¯s a waste if you don¡¯t eat it. At this moment, Liu Junhao deeply felt that these two mynas were spoiled by his wife: they were too picky eaters and would throw them away if they were not to their taste.
"Liu Junhao, what are you doing at home?" Hearing the voice, he knew that it was Zhao Guangming who came to the door. It is said that since Zhou?er came to Liujiagou as a computer teacher, this kid has been coming to Liujiagou almost every day.
As time goes by, Liu Junhao will naturally no longer treat him as a guest. Of course, this guy doesn't treat him as an outsider and can come and go as he pleases.
Diandian, who was eating raisins on the table, heard the noise and immediately jumped up on the person's shoulder.
Liu Junhao is a little jealous because his squirrel is now closer to Zhao Guangming than to him. Every time this guy comes to visit, he brings some fruits and other food to feed the squirrels. After doing this several times, Diandian naturally becomes affectionate to him.
"Give" Zhao Guangming was not empty-handed this time, and took out a fist-sized pine cone from his pocket.
"It's so big, where did you pick it?" Liu Junhao's eyes lit up when he saw it. There are several kinds of pine trees in Daqingshan, but they are mainly dominated by masson pine. This kind of pine cone is only the size of a duck egg. It is rare to see a pine cone like the one in Zhao Guangming's hand.
"Haha, I was walking around the street with my son in the morning, and I saw someone carrying half a basket of pine cones for sale, so I bought them all. How does it taste" Zhao Guangming said and took out another one from his pocket.
Liu Junhao took it in his hand, knocked the pine cone on the small table a few times, and the fat and oily pine nuts fell into his hand. It seems that those who picked the pine cones must be experienced veterans, and they have a good grasp of the timing of picking. If the pine nuts in your hand are round and plump, they are top quality. When the hard shell was cracked open, the fragrance suddenly hit your nostrils, with a slight fishy smell in the middle. Throw it into your mouth and chew it. It is smooth and refreshing, leaving a fragrant aroma in your teeth.
"Zhizhi" monkey saw that his master was eating easily, so he quickly dropped the raisins in his paws. However, Zhao Guangming saw the raisins on the table and unceremoniously grabbed a handful and stuffed them into his mouth.
When he turned around and saw the Sifang City model on the table, he felt depressed again. I tried several times but couldn't do it. He asked Liu Junhao to help but he couldn't ask for help. He knew that no one would help him if he asked.
"You came just in time. After eating, you and I will go to the village to dig tree roots." Liu Junhao said slightly excitedly. He was about to catch a strong man, and this man came to his door automatically.
My family has a homestead in the village, but it was not used up when building a hotel. There happened to be a jujube tree on the remaining plot of the house. He had planned to move the jujube tree to the courtyard last year, but he was afraid that it would not work. After the King Sophora tree was successfully transplanted, he made plans to move it back.
But when I went to the village some time ago, I found that the jujube trees were dead. A good tree will not die suddenly. He speculated that the tree roots may have been unintentionally disturbed when building the hotel.
The trunk of the tree has dried up, and it is estimated that it cannot be saved with spring water. It has no other use besides being used as wood.
The jujube tree is drought-resistant and grows slowly, so the wood is hard and fine, not easily deformed, and is very suitable for making woodware. In the past, the front parts of rolling pins sold on the street were all made of jujube wood.
A few days ago, he had asked someone to cut off the tree trunk. He had no intention of digging out the roots. But he had almost used up the firewood at home in the past two days, so he thought about digging up the roots of the jujube tree to make a fire.
¡°Damn, you¡¯ve just eaten a handful of raisins and you¡¯re doing this to me.¡± Zhao Guangming complained, grabbed another handful of raisins, and then went to the door to look for the head.
"Where do I have this thing? Let's borrow it from the village." Liu Junhao locked the living room door and dragged Zhao Guangming away. His family didn't have anyone to chop wood at all, so he went to the village every time he needed it.???I can chop for half a day at a time, which is enough to keep my family burning for more than a month.
"You have two yellow-spotted cats and a clouded leopard looking after your house. Do you still need to lock the door?" This guy asked contemptuously, "My yellow-spotted skin is at home, and no one dares to enter when the door is open."
"Haha, I'm not guarding against people, but monkeys and squirrels. These two guys often come into the house and steal things." Liu Junhao explained with a smile.
"Zhizhi," Wukong seemed to be dissatisfied with his responsibilities and opened his mouth to scream.
Diandian couldn¡¯t understand what the owner was saying, so he continued to hold the pine cone and chew it fiercely.
"Such a straight jujube tree pole is perfect for a large purlin. It's a pity to make furniture" Zhao Guangming squatted on the jujube tree and measured it with his hands before saying. Jujube wood is hard and has strong load-bearing capacity. In the past, jujube wood purlins were often used when building houses in rural areas. However, nowadays most people build bungalows, and few people buy jujube purlins. They can only be sold to furniture stores to make furniture.
"Well," Liu Junhao also felt it was a pity and planned to ask who in the village needed it later.
This jujube tree has just died a few months ago, and its roots have not yet decayed. Zhao Guangming used his head to dig several times, but the result was that it bounced up and almost hit Liu Junhao's head.
¡°Damn, stop it quickly,¡± Liu Junhao called out urgently. It seems that I can't use my head now, so I can only dig out all the roots with a shovel, then put them back to dry in the sun and slowly split them.
I didn¡¯t expect that the trunk of this jujube tree is not thick, but the root system is very developed, and the roots are intricately intertwined. The two of them worked hard for half an hour, and they were so tired that they were sweating profusely. They just dug knee-deep.
Several tourists looked on and found it interesting, so they jumped down into the tree pit to help.
When the shovel was dug to more than one meter, the shovel suddenly clicked. It was obvious that a stone had been dug
The fields in Liujiagou are mainly composed of loess, mainly silt that was deposited ashore by the Baitiao River in the past. However, this layer of sediment is not thick, only thirty or forty centimeters deep. The land below is mostly gravel, so it is normal to dig out stones.
¡°But when the big stone showed its clues, everyone was finally surprised. Several roots of the jujube tree happened to be drilled into the cracks of the stone, and it seemed that they had grown firmly together with the stone.
"Stand firmly on the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks. After countless hardships, they are still strong, no matter how strong the wind is from the southeast, northwest or northwest."
Several people looked at the appearance of the roots of the jujube tree and were amazed at the tenacious vitality of the jujube tree. "Break the stone with your head, otherwise you won't be able to dig." Zhao Guangming spit on the ground and prepared to smash.
¡°Wait a minute,¡± a voice shouted.
"Who?" Zhao Guangming held up all his strength and prepared to take another turn. The sudden scream almost made him twist his waist.
"I don't throw the stone, roll it up here." Mr. Zhong stood nearby and shouted.
"Grandpa, why are you here?" Zhao Guangming originally wanted to get angry, but when he saw it was his grandfather, he immediately went up obediently.
"You can't smash this stone, Xiaohao. The root of the jujube tree belongs to your family. How about digging it up later and buying it for me for five hundred yuan?" Mr. Zhong stared at the root of the tree for half a minute and said slightly excitedly. I heard that this broken tree root was worth 500 yuan. The villagers who came after hearing the news were surprised and wondered what the old man was up to.
"Old man, what do you want this tree lump to do?" Liu Junhao asked in confusion. Judging from Mr. Zhong's expression, he seemed to have picked up some treasure. Although the roots of jujube trees can be used as rolling pins, they are not worth that much money.
"Haha, of course I made it into a root sculpture Haven't you noticed that the overall image of the tree root is very similar to a Siberian tiger." The old man jumped down from the tree pit and gestured back and forth on the tree stump with his hands.
"Ahem" Liu Junhao almost fell into a tree pit. What kind of eyes does this old man have? How much imagination does it take to see a jujube tree root as a Siberian tiger?
He finally understood why he had been learning sculpture for so long but had not yet mastered it. He felt that his imagination was not exaggerated enough, so there was a saying that "art requires exaggeration and imagination."
"Look at these knots, they are the essence of the roots of the jujube tree. Scrape off the bark and smooth the knots along the grain, and you will see stripes one by one. There are also four tree roots, which happen to be the four diverged legs. This stone is like a stroke of genius. It can make a tiger stand on the stone and create a roaring forest" Mr. Zhong was inspired to create, and he pointed to the roots of the tree to explain on the spot.
"Old man, let me see it when you are ready," Liu Junhao followed his instructions and looked for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what was going on.
Originally, they had dug out the roots of the tree, but Mr. Zhong interrupted them. The people digging below became cautious, for fear of breaking the stone.
At this time, more and more people were watching the excitement, and many people thought they had dug up some treasure.
Wait for the tree roots and stones to be lifted to the ground.Finally, Liu Junhao did it again unwillingly. It turned out that I, a so-called folk artist, really didn¡¯t have much artistic talent. It looks like tree roots from a close look, but it looks like tree roots from a distance.
Mr. Zhong took out five hundred yuan on the spot, but Liu Junhao said he didn¡¯t want anything. The roots of this jujube tree are used to burn fires in rural areas, so how can you really collect money? If someone could carve out a Siberian tiger, it would be considered waste utilization.
It was still early that he had been busy for a long time, so he called Zhao Guangming to get soil to fill the big hole. Otherwise, it would be tragic if someone accidentally fell into the pit when it got dark.
There will be another chapter updated around two o¡¯clock
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