I used rebirth to bury his captivating gaze.

Chapter 54 The War Between the Two Brothers Over Carpentry Tools (The following spring)

Since the last time Yang Zhannan went to another village with Yang Zhi to build a house for someone, he fell from the roof and his health has deteriorated significantly.

I can't do much carpentry work, and even farm work has to be done within my capabilities!

Before they left, the two elders repeatedly urged him to pass on the carpentry tools to the clever Yang Zhi.

In this way, the Yang family's ancestral carpentry skills will continue to be passed down. With a sharp mind, they can create even more exquisite carpentry masterpieces!

Yang Zhannan planned to pass on his carpentry tools to Yang Zhi.

Liu Shulan and Yang Yuhan said, "What do I care about his messy affairs? When we were all living together, the money he earned from carpentry work was all given to the old lady, and then the old lady divided it up."

Now that the family has split up, he can no longer do carpentry work, and Yang Yuhan is a girl, so how could she have the strength to do carpentry work?

Let's talk about another rural carpenter. No matter what, he couldn't earn as much as the heroine's final fortune!

Yang Chong also had some carpentry skills, but compared to Yang Zhi, his skills were still somewhat lacking.

Even so, he didn't get any horses, but he still hoped his family could live a better life. He wanted to get his second uncle's carpentry tools. Regardless of the skill level, having this set of ancestral carpentry tools was like having a secure job in the city. He couldn't match Yang Zhi's skills, but he could still earn some money for his family.

Yang Zhannan noticed the underlying meaning in Yang Chong's words and realized that he also wanted to know if Yang Chong had carpentry tools.

This is a difficult situation. Yang Chong and Yang Zhi are both his nephews and live in the same compound. Before leaving, the old man asked him to give this set of carpentry tools to Yang Zhi, who is quick-witted.

His problem was that he couldn't possibly show complete favoritism! Giving to either side would feel wrong.

Suddenly, Yang Yuhan noticed his father's worries and gave him a good idea: to ensure that the carpentry tools in his hands would truly fall into the hands of a more suitable owner!

Then, Yang Zhannan nodded, noticing that she had grown a bit taller and had gradually become more cunning.

Finally, following Yu Han's idea, he started the competition to see who would win first place and he would give his carpentry tools to that person.

He informed his two nephews of this plan in advance so they could prepare themselves. They'd know exactly what would happen when it was done.

The next day, Yang Zhannan found two identical short wooden stakes, birch stakes about the diameter of an iron basin and half a meter high, and placed them in the east and west rooms of the east wing.

He then gave the two brothers the same carving knife and asked them to carve their grandfather's face based on the black and white photograph of their grandfather hanging on the wall, which resembled a mirror image.

There is also a black and white photo of the same grandfather on the wall of the west room.

If someone carves a very lifelike piece, he will give it to whoever has the carpenter's tools.

Yang Yuhan came up with a solution for Yang Zhannan that could both relieve his father's worries and allow him to keep a statue as a memento of his longing for his grandfather.

The carving time is the same for all of them, seven days.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and Yang Zhi finished carving the facial portraits of the two elders and placed them on the ground.

Yang Chong's carving was also finished, and it was taken out from the west room and placed in the same spot as Yang Zhi's carving.

At this moment, the east wing room was filled with Yang family children, watching the two men carve their portraits.

Everyone looked at this and that, and then burst into laughter! The artists of these two sculptures used roughly the same technique, and both were sculpted so realistically and vividly!

However, the figures they sculpted were different.

Yang Zhi sculpted his grandfather's face, with a short pipe dangling from his wrinkled lips.

Yang Chong carved the face of his father, who had passed away many years ago. It brought tears to the eyes of almost all the brothers in the family. His younger brother had been gone for many years and they hadn't seen him. Was this a chance encounter, or was it through this method? His uncle looked much like the other brothers, with a kind and gentle appearance.

This method didn't seem to work, so they ended up using the lottery system. This time, the lottery involved two younger people, and Yang Zhannan prepared two small paper balls which were placed on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) in the east room.

Yang Zhannan stated that there were two small slips of paper, one with writing on it and the other blank. Naturally, the one with writing on it was the winner, and the blank one was the loser.

He then added, "Regardless of who wins or loses, who gets the ancestral carpentry tools and who doesn't, don't be too proud or arrogant."

Yang Zhi was the first to draw lots. He drew a small piece of paper, opened it, looked at it, and then laughed.

Yang Chong saw his smug smile and, without further ado, assumed the remaining card placed on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) must be blank, implying that he had lost. Why did he get nothing, not even his own carriage?

He immediately turned hostile and demanded that the lottery be drawn again.

Yang Zhi objected, and finally Yang Zhannan said, "Yang Zhi, this is wrong of you. You didn't even ask your brother Chong if you were allowed to make the arrest first, and you made the arrest."

Yang Zhannan said, "Let's draw lots again."

Yang Zhi immediately retorted, "Why should I? What if I caught someone who hadn't written anything first?"

"Regardless, you should ask the person drawing lots beforehand who will draw lots first?"

"We need to focus on this. Otherwise, nobody will get their hands on the carpentry equipment and tools."

"I'll go out for a bit. Yu Han, you keep an eye on them while they draw lots," Yang Zhannan said, glancing at the leader of the children, Yang Yu Han.

Yang Yuhan nodded.

As for the adults, they deliberately avoided watching the spectacle. They worried that who would get the carpenter's tools and who wouldn't would cause a ruckus. Diao Yan and her mother wanted to go and see, but Yang Zhanxi pulled them back immediately.

"So what if they arrest me again? It'll still be mine in the end. Humph!" Yang Zhi pouted and threw the warm note he had been holding onto a blank space.

"Yang Zhi, what do you mean? If it's going to be yours in the end, why bother drawing lots?"

"What? Are you afraid to say it?"

"Calm down, brothers! Who's going to make the arrest first?!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Chong hurriedly grabbed the crumpled piece of paper. He knew this was the one with writing on it, and there would be marks if it had been handled by someone.

Just as he was about to grab it, Yang Zhi snatched it away.

Then the two began to fight over the small piece of paper with words on it, and then they started punching and kicking each other until they ended up in a small ditch outside the gate.

Yang Chong's two children screamed and ran back to their house in fright.

Yang Yuhan tried to break up the fight, but she didn't get a chance to intervene.

At this moment, the ditch was filled with onlookers, who kept pointing and gesturing at the two cousins ​​who were wrestling together.

Yang Chong was pressed down into the mud by Yang Zhi, his face covered in black mud. Then, Yang Zhi was pulled into a small muddy ditch by Yang Chong. He was face down and choked on a mouthful of muddy water, his face covered in mud.

He paused, his eyes widening in shock.

At this moment, everyone from inside the Yang family compound arrived, but they couldn't tell who was who.

Diao Yan angrily berated her pregnant daughter-in-law Liu Yue, "Don't you, as a daughter-in-law, know what clothes Dazhi is wearing today?"

Another woman, Xu Fengying, anxiously watched the ditch with her daughter, Yang Xiaoping. "Mom, do you remember what Dad was wearing this morning?"

Xu Fengying simply shook her head, without turning around.

The two continued to wrestle in the small muddy ditch, like two black loaches entwined together.

Outsiders genuinely watched the spectacle with smiles on their faces, while family members stood by anxiously at a loss!

Just then, a loud shout rang out, "All of you, get out here!"