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Gouwei didn't even have time to rest, and went straight to the bamboo forest behind the house with the two little ones, oh no, three, and a very happy Goumao following behind.

Almost every household in Linjia Village has its own bamboo forest, and the southern foot of Qingshan Mountain is one of the very few places in Lingxi Prefecture where bamboo is produced.

There were some slender wild bamboos around the bamboo forest. Gouwei didn't ask Guangdan what shape they needed. He just took the sickle and started cutting them according to his understanding of the brush holder.

"Brother, I think you are so strong!" Guangdan felt that he still had an unclear understanding of his brother's strength, and exclaimed enviously on the side.

"My eldest brother is like my mother, he is very strong." Gou'er explained seriously on the side.

"Well, grandpa said that I'm as strong as the Fang family, hehe." As he said that, the dog's tail started to click again.

"Okay, okay, big brother, we don't need much!!" Looking at the large bundle of thin bamboos on the ground, Guangdan hurriedly spoke out to stop them.

"It's okay, just take the extra ones to the woodshed. These wild bamboos will grow again in spring anyway." Gouwei didn't care at all. He bent down, picked up a large bundle of wild bamboo and went back to his yard.

"Then what should we do?" At this time, Gou'er behaved like a normal child and was very curious about the making of brushes.

Guangdan glanced at the boy with a bit of smugness, raised his head, and said ostentatiously: "Let's find the straight ones and make them into pen holders directly. I think we need to boil them."

"Well, let's go back and do it now!" Goudan stared at his second brother with big eyes and expectation.

"Haha, now you know who treats you best in this family! I, your brother, caught fish specially to help you improve your brain! And I also spent a lot of effort to tinker with these brushes so that you can have a brush to write with."

Guangdan said this without blushing or beating his heart. The brainwashing started from childhood! !

"Thank you, second brother!" Goudaner was skeptical about these words, but being smart, he thought it would be better not to offend Guangdan at this time.

After arriving home, Brother Gouwei was very considerate and sorted the wild bamboos he had cut down according to their thickness.

Guangdan could only estimate the tip of his brush by eye, picking and choosing from a pile of bamboos to find the bamboo of suitable thickness, and then ask his eldest brother to cut it off with a single stroke according to the length of the brush holder.

The pen holders seemed to be finished, but Guangdan looked at his little brother's bald brush, touched his own pen holders, and then looked at his brother Gouwei with eager eyes.

"Brother, this is not slippery to the touch."

Gouwei carefully took a pen holder, then found an old bamboo piece and started to polish it. Whether it was the circular cross-section of the pen holder or the straight body, Gouwei polished them carefully until they were smooth.

I have to say that this brother is really serious about his work. He is the type who never slacks off and always has work in mind.

His only shortcoming is that he is a little tongue-tied, so he is not the treasure of his grandparents. If he were in other people's families, the younger son and the older grandson would both be treasures.

But in the Lin family, the younger son, Uncle Lin, is not very favored, but the eldest grandson Gouwei is really not as favored as Goudan.

Looking at the elder brother who was wholeheartedly helping him, Guangdan couldn't help but think of the later description of this elder brother in the original work.

After Lin Xingzhi went to the capital, the eldest brother of the Lin family stayed in Lingxi Mansion and ran the Lingxi Lin family together with the elders of the Lin family.

There is not much description of the eldest brother in the book, but it seems that his marriage is not smooth. His two wives left him due to various disasters. This is probably the biggest regret of the eldest brother in the book.

"What do you think? Is it not possible?" The young man's clear voice interrupted Guangdan's thoughts.

I took a handful of bamboo tubes handed to me by my elder brother. Although they were not smooth to the touch, they were much better than before.

"Thank you, big brother. Let's make these little gadgets and sell them to uncle in the future!" Guangdan felt that his big brother's handicraft was really good. If he could improve it, he would definitely be able to make some pocket money.

Gouwei blushed at this and waved his hands quickly, "Guangdan, please stop joking with me! Do you think there is anything else you need me to do? I have nothing to do now anyway."

Guangdan immediately thought of his broken fish basket, but when he saw the slight flash of fatigue on the boy's face, he smiled and shook his head.

"That's all. I can handle the rest myself. Big brother, you sit down and take a rest!" After saying that, Guangdaner stood up and prepared to complete the last two steps of using the brush.

He simply put the pen holder in the boiling water on the stove, and then went into the west room to search.

After the pen holder is boiled and dried, find the rosin in the bamboo tube at home, light it with a fire stick to melt it a little bit, dip the pen tip in the rosin, and then place it in the pen holder. Let it sit for a dozen minutes and the pen tip and pen holder will basically stick together.

In fact, it would be necessary to paint the inside of the pen holder with lacquer, but Guangdaner did not have the conditions for this. In the village, only the carpenter's family had lacquer, but the Lin family did not.

"Is that all?" Goudan asked impatiently, his little hands already eager to try.

"Don't be impatient. Why are children so impatient? Do you think the brush is a little frizzy? I'll straighten the tip of the brush later."

After saying that, Guangdaner got up and went to the kitchen to eat.

Put the water filtered from the boiled antlers in a small bowl. After it cools down a little, it becomes a light-colored gel. Guangdan puts the tips of his five precious brushes in it one by one to soak them.

I tidied up the stray hairs on the tip of the brush for the last time and used a thin linen thread to remove the excess glue on the brush. Basically, the brush was done.

"Well, Goudan, our pen holder doesn't have holes, and we don't have any suitable tools at home, so you just have to make do with this!" Guangdan couldn't control his pride as he spoke, and he grinned and laughed out loud.

"Second brother, how did you know to use deer horn grass?" Goudan felt that everything he saw today was amazing.

I feel like I didn’t know my second brother before, and today he seems a little strange.

"You, all you do is read books. Rich families use glue as glue, while poor families like us use antler soup. You don't have enough experience!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but pat the little guy's head. Fearing that he would make his smart brain stupid, Guangdan quickly withdrew his hand and pretended that he had done nothing.

"Can I choose one?" Goudan asked, staring at the brush in front of him.

"Choose. They are all suitable for you. You get one for 50 cents. We can keep one for the puppy. Oh, and why don't you give one to the teacher as well? Just say that my brother and I made it together. And find out if such a brush can be sold in town."

Guangdan thought that although the master could not use such a brush, he still had grandchildren.

It is quite good for children to use this kind of brush. Although the workmanship is a bit rough, it is made by him with great care and effort after all!

Goudan stared at his second brother for a long time before nodding in agreement. He felt a little disappointed in his heart, because it turned out that this was not prepared specifically for him, but for someone else.

But when he turned around and saw his second sister twisting a hemp rope, he calmed down again.

If my second brother's brush can really be sold for money, it can be a good way to make a living, and the family's debts may be paid off sooner.

But if he didn't study, he could actually save some money, and the teacher said that as he got older, he would need more money.

Quietly looking at his brothers and sisters in the yard, Goudan suddenly felt that his efforts were not enough and he needed to work harder.