The little ancestor of the family

Chapter 142 Start building a house

The next day, Lu Changqing appeared in front of everyone with a black eye.

Ye Xinran lowered her head.

Lu Changqing thought she was feeling guilty, so he advised her, "Sister, it's okay."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ye Xinran laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"sister!"

"You look so funny like this!" Ye Xin pointed at his eyes.

Lu Changqing was speechless.

Ye Xinran continued, "It's exactly the same as it was back then!"

Only then did Lu Changqing regain a little bit of good mood.

"You've been hit like this before?"

Chang'an stood at the door, looking a little embarrassed.

Ye Xinran waved at him, "Changan, come here, you didn't mean it."

"sorry!"

Changan bowed and apologized.

Lu Changqing had no choice but to touch his head.

"It's okay, you didn't mean it!"

"I will sleep well tonight."

After Changan finished speaking, he ran to the kitchen.

Watching his departing figure, Ye Xinran said to Lu Changqing, "Changan is also a poor child. He has the same illness as you, but he took medicine earlier and is almost recovered now."

"He has the same problem!"

Lu Changqing felt more sympathy for Chang'an.

"However," he turned to look at Ye Xinran, "we are both lucky to have you. It is said that the former prince's child also died of heart disease. Although he was born well, his life was not as good as ours!"

"There are so many patients in the world, how can all of them be saved?"

Ye Xinran also felt emotional.

Life in the village is simple.

Work at sunrise, and rest at sunset.

Three days later, the villagers had almost finished harvesting the rice in the fields and started going up the mountain to help.

In just one day, all the remaining ice spirit flowers were planted.

Now, the Xiao family can finally build a house.

The village head had already found people for them.

There are carpenters and bricklayers in the village. They go home to work during the busy farming season and look for work everywhere at other times.

Now, they don’t have to rush out after harvesting the land.

It's not often that you can find a job like this, where you can make money and help your family right at your doorstep.

Li Zheng had already memorized the blueprint drawn by Ye Xinran. He first took everyone to look at the foundation, and then drew the space occupied by each house.

Sprinkle wood ash on the wall as a mark.

Two days later, we started looking for people to dig the foundation.

Ye Xinran also paid generously.

Ordinary workers received 20 wen per day, and those with skills received 50 wen per day.

Women and children were charged 15 cents per day.

This salary is considered high no matter where you go.

The villagers were all very happy and worked very hard.

"The Xiao family has turned things around so quickly. In just half a year, they have built this new house!"

"Not only his family, but we have also made a lot of money. I have made more than 200 coins digging ice spirit flowers."

"I've made over a hundred coins from cutting bamboo tubes."

"Yes, I hope that the Xiao family can get better and better. It would be best if they can come up with some profitable business so that we can all benefit from it."

"Who says it's not? It's better to have a big business, so that I don't have to go out of the village to work."

Everyone was working busily.

Lu Changqing took all these words to heart.

It turned out that his sister's family was not as poor as he thought.

Not only are they rich, but they also help the villagers make money?

Looking at himself, he had studied for so many years, but he had been spending his family's money, not to mention helping others make money.

Ye Xinran is very popular in the village.

But not everyone is on good terms with me.

Mrs. Zhang was about to come to collect her work badge in the morning and was seen by Ye Xinran.

Ye Xinran immediately held down Lu Changqing's hand as he was about to hand out a work badge.

"My house is valuable, so you won't have to do anything."

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, her face turned purple.

Finally, he could only pat his head and pretend to be indifferent and said, "Humph, why are you pretending? I came to help you for the sake of our neighbors. Who cares about making fifteen cents from you?"

She spat on the ground.

The other women were not happy to hear this.

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it. We do. Fifteen cents is almost enough to buy a bushel of rice! Who doesn't want to make money? Some people just say the grapes are sour because they can't eat them!"

"That's right! You've done too many bad things, and now this is your retribution!"

Mrs. Zhang was speechless after being confronted by everyone and could only return home in shame.

As soon as she locked the door, she started swearing all over the house.

"A bunch of poor bastards, so poor that even a sesame seed is worth a try!

Like a fool, he rushed to be used as a stick by others..."

Anyone who heard it, just watch it for fun.

This old woman is just sour grapes because she can't eat them. It was her fault for abusing other people's children in the past. She deserves it!

On the first day of digging the foundation, more than 50 people came. At night, Xiao Huaian looked at the results and estimated: "It will probably take another two days to finish digging the foundation."

"Then let's see who's going to the city tomorrow and ask her to help send a message to the owner of the stone shop, asking him to deliver the blue bricks and slabs I ordered."

"Row!"

Xiao Huaian nodded.

When she got home in the evening, the children had already prepared dinner. Ye Xinran simply fried some eggs and leeks, and made a dish of braised pork with bamboo shoots. After dinner, she prepared to rest.

Before going to bed, Ye Xinran heard a clicking sound coming from next door.

Usually at this time, Zhang Dali and his family would have gone to bed.

What are you doing?

Ye Xinran looked across the wall and saw Zhang Dali and his family working under the moonlight.

"Brother Zhang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Dali and his friends placed a large piece of cloth in the middle of the yard and sat around it.

A stone is placed in front of each person, and everyone holds rice ears and smashes them on the stone.

"Threshing!"

Zhang Dashan looked up at Ye Xinran.

"We're afraid it's going to rain in a few days, so we're going to take the rice off and dry it so we can store it."

They should have been doing it for some time.

Zhang Dali and Zhang Quanxi were fine, but Chen and her two daughters seemed to be extremely tired, and they could hardly lift their hands holding the rice stalks.

"Thank you for your hard work. If you are in a hurry, you don't have to go to my house to help."

Ye Xinran said kindly, but Zhang Dali quickly said: "It's not a hard job, it won't interfere with your daytime work!"

It costs 20 cents a day to dig the foundation, and Zhang Dali is reluctant to spend this money.

"Okay, then don't work too late."

Ye Xinran knew that she couldn't help much. All farmers were like this, relying on physical labor to make money.

However, when going to bed at night, Ye Xinran was already thinking about how to make a thresher to help reduce the burden on the villagers.

The next day, we continued digging the foundation.

The owner of the stone shop got the news and sent all the blue bricks ordered by Ye Xinran over and piled them on the open space.

And on this day, news finally came from Wei Jingyi.