Uncle Lei's youngest son is called Guoquan'er, and he is Uncle Lei, the old son of Aunt Lei.
Everyone agreed that Guo Quan'er forgot to drink Meng Po soup when he was reincarnated.
GuoQuan was born black and black, lower than the average child, fat and small, from the toddler, he was most willing to do is to work, the most favorite thing to do is to make a fire, make a fire on a large stove, and fire in a pig iron stove.
When I met Guoquan, I was six years old, and he had just turned four or five months old. At that time, I felt that this child was different from other children, and the little fart child in infancy knew that it was crying and asking for milk. Grabbing his own hand and stuffing it into his mouth as a nipple to suck, grabbing a foot and stuffing it into his mouth to eat, looking east and west, a frightened face, a little bigger movement frightened, wow crying, a look that has never seen the world.
Xiao Guoquan is the opposite, with a serious expression, a wrinkled face, not looking around, not crying, frowning when looking at people, basically lying there thinking about things, at least a face that wants to think about things.
When he was more than one year old, he just learned to walk, his favorite toys were fire shovels and furnace ditches, in fact, at that time, children did not have the strength to take things in their hands, and the coordination ability was not good, but he, grasping the furnace ditch, dared to poke into the stove, grabbed the fire shovel, and shoveled the broken carbon with effort to fill the stove, and at that time the adults felt, Oh, this is a boy who likes a boy this thing, can understand.
When he is a little older, when he is two years old, the specificity of this little country power is revealed, and the child who is a little older, instead of playing with children, does not play with toys, he smothers his head, studying the stove, the fire shovel, the stove hook, the broom, the dustpan, his lao tzu's tools, hammers, tapers, pliers, ropes, wire, wooden planks, the bag on the horse's neck, the saddle, the horse bell, he has to fiddle with it.
Often with a hammer to get a few pieces of wood, Ding Dingdang was a nail that had a problem, at that time, the kang edge of the family was made of wood, and the small country could put the kang edge on it and nailed row after row of nails.
At the age of four or five, Xiao Guoquan's ability to nail nails was beyond the reach of ordinary adults. Steady, accurate, and fierce, a few hammers can nail an inch long nail into the wood.
When you are five or six years old, you can make a good ice car, a few wooden boards, three horizontal, two vertical nails, embedded with eight lead wires, no one can think, this is a five- or six-year-old child can make it.
Before the age of five, Xiao Guoquan's favorite job was to make a stove, and at that time it was a technical job to make a stove in our place, and the bottom was to be cushioned with fluff grass, and in the middle was to break the cow dung into a fist-sized piece, and then put the carbon on the top, and the people who would make the stove, a match lit the stove at once, and did not smoke, and the raw exuberance. People who can't make stoves, put grass, dung, and carbon in and out, pull out and cover it, and don't light it five times, spend a box of matches, and scrap a pile of fluff and cow dung.
The most feared thing is that the raw stove is half dead, saying that there is no fire, a little flame, talking about it, not getting up, not saying that the home is cold, and it is impossible to boil a pot of water in the morning.
Moreover, at that time, matches were also a rare thing, expensive but not expensive, two cents a pack, ten boxes, but you buy things to buy in the West shop, unlike the current small shop, you can buy it downstairs, at that time you have to go a long way to buy this box of matches, so the adults in the family protect the matches very well, when men want to smoke at home, they are generally reluctant to draw matches, as far as possible from the stove to clip a piece of burning carbon, or shovel a fire from the stove, to light a cigarette.
And GuoQuan's birth stove at the age of three is better than the life of a 30-year-old, a success, a match, perfect!
Looking at others who are not much taller than the stove, walking on small short legs, skillfully opening the stove lid, a furnace hook to flip the building, the furnace ash poured to the bottom of the furnace below, and then took the dustpan out of the ash, laboriously poured the ash out, when the dustpan came back from the outside, the soft grass, cow dung, and the pieces of carbon in the dustpan were already neatly stacked, and then methodically put on the grass first, broke the cow dung, laid out the carbon, why did I say it was laid out, if you put it wrong, you simply can't light this stove, you must all be empty, there are gaps, there is space, This is how the stove can be lit.
Only to see Xiao Guoquan set all this up, cover the stove lid, "click" ~ light a match, whirring and whirring. Lit up, very prosperous.
He was really not yet three years old at the time.
Once I went to his house to play, in the afternoon, there was no one at home, it was not yet the time to light the stove, the weather was not too cold, I saw that he was tinkering with the stove.
The family was estimated to have no grass, so he took a piece of cow dung and poured it with kerosene, and if there was no grass in the house at that time, he used kerosene to dot it.
With kerosene points can not be put in the stove, first take a piece of cow dung on the spot, put this piece on the ground in the stove, and then put the cow dung up one by one, and wait for the cow dung to put charcoal.
But the average person is reluctant to do this, kerosene is for money, and the grass outside is not for money.
Only to see him find a bottle, cautiously poured on the cow dung, a little, a whoosh, the flames jumped up high, this is not kerosene, it is gasoline! The flames were directly more than a foot high, I was scared to avoid the old distance, and the national power was not in a hurry, the expressionless face with the fire shovel slapped, but after a cow dung was slapped away by the fire shovel, the one-foot-high fire scattered in all directions, frightening me to scream, and then look at the small country power, silently, squatting on such a shovel, a shovel, snapping, all shot out, the performance of the imminent danger is not like a child!
The baby is not afraid, I am scared to death.
The most ridiculous thing is the fire that makes the stove, the stove is not like a stove, the area is large, and I watched Guoquan standing on the stove, brandishing a fire shovel, pulling out the ashes and lighting the fire. Oops, it's funny and ridiculous.
In fact, at such an age, who uses him to work, there are pains to his parents, and there are brothers and sisters who have grown up, the old sons of the family, it is too late to spoil it, it is the time to play with the mud, but this child does not know what is going on, it is love to work.
Rarely went out to play with children, once went out and was chased and bitten by a pig, and has not been out since.
But he himself is not bored at home, always busy alone, not fond of talking, just stuffy head, all kinds of work to do.
Oh, forgot to say, the work done by people's small country power children is the work of grandfathers, like women brushing pots and dishes, sewing and cooking, small country power never does. It is also Uncle Lei, lady Lei has a thick personality and can indulge in such a small grandfather.
Sometimes looking at Xiao Guoquan wearing a black suede dog skin hat, a hat face rolled up, a hat face shrugged downwards, a small man, holding a large dustpan, frowning with a straight face, busy outside the home, I think he really doesn't look like a child, like a little old man, he almost smoked a cigarette in his mouth.