Chapter 77 Even an old ox isn't as capable as her grandfather.

"How's it going? Do you need any help?" Sun Yuxi didn't go in. She stood at the door and glanced at the light purple floral curtain, which was completely covered. It was only six or seven centimeters above the ground, so there was no need to worry about it getting dirty or wet from being dragged on the ground, and it also ensured that it covered the ground completely.

"This curtain is hung well; it turns a single room into a double room." Sun Yuxi agreed, looking at the curtain behind Bai Nuo.

To her surprise, the interior layout of the small house came to fruition in an instant.

Bai Nuo smiled and turned to the side: "This house is only this big. The front and back doors open directly to the backyard. Although my house is in a corner and not very busy, it is still a large courtyard where men and women live together, so we still need to pay attention to privacy. Fortunately, my relatives brought me a lot of fabric, so I picked out a piece and sewed it into a curtain to hang up."

"This is a great idea, and the layout of your little house is just too good." Sun Yuxi stood at the door, looking at the separate front room and kitchen, where everything was neatly arranged. She even wanted to go back and renovate her little house.

"Did you make all these tables yourself?"

Chao Xianhua and Qin Xuehua, who had just returned for her lunch break, both came over when they heard the noise. Standing at the door, they looked at the separate kitchen and the entrance hall and felt envious.

"Well, I bought a lot of wood from the brigade headquarters and borrowed a set of tools. I've been doing all this stuff these past two days, barely leaving the house. I almost wore my hands out, but it's saved me a lot of money."

“That’s true!” Sun Yuxi nodded in agreement. “Although the furniture our brigade buys doesn’t require ration coupons and isn’t expensive, it’s far inferior to wood. With your craftsmanship, it’s more cost-effective to make your own.”

As soon as Sun Yuxi finished speaking, she saw the ceiling above her head covered with thin bamboo poles and was immediately surprised: "Are these all bamboo?"

"Well, we were worried about dust falling off. I was concerned that a layer of old newspaper wouldn't hold well, and if one fell off, we'd have to climb up and put another one back on. So we simply laid down a layer of thin bamboo poles. Now we don't have to worry about dust falling on our faces when we eat or sleep."

Although mud-brick houses are cleaner than adobe houses, dust is still inevitable, since they are not covered with a layer of white putty like in urban renovations.

"Indeed, this is a great idea. It's clean and looks nice." Sun Yuxi was also tempted, but it looked like a technical job, so she decided against it. She was too embarrassed to trouble Bai Nuo. Laying such a layer looked simple, but it must be troublesome and tiring.

"Bai Zhiqing can even make furniture?" Qin Xuehua looked at Bai Nuo in equal shock, then glanced at the long table and small stools in the doorway, the wall cabinets by the stove, and the wooden lid on the water tank, and said incredulously, "You made all of these?"

"Okay!" Bai Nuo nodded with a smile. She had already thought of an excuse, so she could just say it without any pressure.

“I learned woodworking from my grandfather when I was a child. My skills are not very good, but I am strong. I can chop and split wood. I don’t mind the things I make, but I can’t exchange them for other things. But I can make do with them. If they break, I can fix them myself and save money.”

After Bai Nuo finished speaking, she smiled slightly, looking embarrassed, but in her heart she was thinking rather wickedly: When you're out in the world, your identity is something you give yourself. No one here knows her from before, and the information she wrote at the educated youth office was tampered with by her grandmother, so she's not afraid of being investigated. Even if no one in her godfather's Bai family has ever been a carpenter, it doesn't matter. There's no rule that says someone who knows carpentry has to be a carpenter.

As for her own grandfather!

She doesn't even know who her own father is, so why would she care about some clueless, cheap grandfather? So what if she gives him a carpenter's identity? If he's got the guts, he can show up and beat her up.

If it weren't for the rule that a person can only have one biological grandfather, she could create ten or eight different identities for her cheap grandfather, ensuring that even the most hardworking people in the village wouldn't be as capable as him. This would also save her the trouble of having to come up with an identity on the spot whenever she needed to find someone to take the blame.

At the same time, an old man sitting under the shade of a tree in the No. 1 compound of the Kyoto Military Region, playing chess with his old friend, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.

The old man frowned slightly, raised his hand to rub his nose, and looked very disgusted. He felt that some brat in the family was talking about him behind his back, and he would have to call all the little rascals back and give them a good scolding to vent his anger.

They're all useless money-losing bastards!

He's getting old now and can't stand being upset; he needs to vent his anger.

The old man opposite him straightened the small square table that the old man had been pressing askew, and said, "You should press this table gently. The other day you kicked it so hard that the legs are loose. You should fix it."

The old man rolled his eyes in annoyance: "How would I know how to fix this thing? It's okay, I'll have my eldest son come back and fix it tonight. If he can't fix it, he can just get me a new one. Anyway, I kicked the table because he made me angry, so he should pay for it."

He's a money-losing brat who can't even give birth to a granddaughter. If he doesn't pay, who will?

Very well, she really does inherit the unreasonable nature of that little girl.

In the distant Liaoning Province, Sun Yuxi and his two companions visited Bai Nuo's house, including the front yard, kitchen, and the adjacent storage room, before leaving.

What she was most curious about was the window sill outside the window, but no one dared to ask Bai Nuo to do it for them. Mainly, they were too proud to be so inconsiderate.

All three were sensible people, and none of them suggested that Bai Nuo pull back the curtain to look into the inner room, while also guessing that the inside had not been tidied up yet.

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