我们来到那棵桃树下,花了很长时间筛出一堆细粒土。当我们打算把这些细粒土搬往新选的村庄建址时,被曲品哥哥怒不可遏地阻止了。他气得直跺脚,厉声对我们喝道:“怎么搞的?怎么搞的!这种细粒土可以用来舂墙吗?里面还掺着那么多的碎石。如果用这种土来舂墙,过一丈就会倾塌。如果建好的房子因为这个倾塌,你们谁能负责?”他用布满冻裂的掌背拭去挂在鼻尖下的清涕,把手背到腰后,清了清嗓门郑重地说:“希望你们按照我的要求来筛出合格的细粒土。”说完就走往水沟边的桃树 We came under the peach tree and spent a long time sifting out a pile of fine grained soil. When we intended to move these fine-grained soil to the site of a newly-elected village, it was stopped by the curled up brother in fury. He gasped stubbornly, snapping at us: “What’s up? What’s up! Can this kind of fine-grained soil be used for the wall? There are so many gravel mixed in. If this kind of soil is used, Wall, over a foot will collapse.If the house built because of this collapse, who can be responsible for your? ”He covered with a cracked palm back wipe to hang under the tip of the nose clear tears, back to the waist, Clear voice solemnly said: “I hope you in accordance with my request to screen qualified fine grained soil. ”