Qi Lei had already prepared, and ushered in with a brick in one hand and a brick knife in the other: "Come on, the eighth grandson of the king, see who slaughters who today!"

Liu Zhigao and Zhenhua hurriedly stopped.

Wang Xiangli was quick with his hands, and he hugged Song Jiacai coldly, clipped his hand under his armpit, and laughed: "What's the quarrel in the New Year? Let's go, I'll send you home!"

Song Jiacai struggled and shouted: "Let go of me, pig killer, let go of me!"

Wang Xiang didn't hear it, laughed, took Song Jiacai and left, and sent him all the way to the west of the village!

Poor Song Jiacai is thin and short, and in Wang Xiang's hands, he is like a big toad, and he can't struggle at all!

Lan Yuliang and other bricklayers, looking at the scene of Wang Xiangsheng's capture of Song's wealth, laughed so much that their intestines cramped, and they couldn't breathe.

Zhenhua also felt relieved of his hatred, and was grateful to Qi Lei and Wang Xiang for cleaning up the Song family's wealth for himself.

Chunlan came from the kitchen, pulled her brother, and whispered, "Brother, Sister Kexiang is going back to the tailor shop." ”

Zhenhua nodded, turned around and came to the kitchen.

Zhang Kexiang was talking to Zhenhua's mother in the kitchen.

Zhenhua said: "Song Jiacai just now, he is an idler in our village, he is disgusting as soon as he opens his mouth, and he has been cleaned up by Qi Lei and Uncle Xiang and left." ”

Zhang Kexiang pursed his lips and smiled: "I heard what Qi Lei said just now, and I feel that Qi Lei's mouth is even more powerful." ”

Zhenhua nodded: "Yes, but Qi Lei is joking, and Song Jiacai is purely owed." ”

Zhang Kexiang smiled and said, "I'm going back to the store, pack up and go home in the evening." Zhenhua, you can push my bicycle over. ”

Zhenhua turned around and walked to the front, pushed Zhang Kexiang's bicycle over, and sent Zhang Kexiang onto the road from the backyard.

The two walked forward for a while, Zhang Kexiang took out the meeting money and the New Year's money given by Zhenhua's mother, and handed it to Zhenhua: "You take this money back, I can't ask for it." ”

Zhenhua was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong Kexiang, this is ...... What do you mean? This is money for you, and if I take it back, my mother won't kill me?"

Zhang Kexiang shook his head and said, "Without the red leaves coming to the door, I can't ask for this money." ”

Zhenhua hurriedly explained: "My mother said, let's find Momiji to propose marriage." ”

Zhang Kexiang smiled: "Then you keep it first, and when the red leaves go, my parents promised, and you will give it to me." ”

Zhenhua resolutely didn't.

Zhang Kexiang sighed, and Zhengse said:

"Why don't you understand my thoughts? Your mother gave me money at that time, and I couldn't pull and pull with her, so I had to accept it. But our matter, without the consent of my parents, I received your mother's New Year's money, what did it look like? I didn't say I didn't want to be with you, I just hoped that Momiji would come to the door and talk about it seriously. After all, my parents are also from the countryside, and they have to follow the rules of the countryside. ”

Zhenhua had no choice but to accept the money and said, "I'll tell my parents when I go back and let them arrange the red leaves as soon as possible." ”

Zhang Kexiang nodded: "There's no hurry, wait for the house to be erected." You're too busy building a house now. ”

Zhenhua smiled: "I'm afraid that someone will go to the matchmaker in advance and snatch you away." ”

"Do you still know that you are worried?" Zhang Kexiang rolled his eyes and said: "I won't tell you anything, during the Spring Festival, there were several people who came to my house to propose marriage, and my parents asked me for my opinion, but I refused, just waiting for you to speak." ”

Zhenhua was moved in his heart, looked at Zhang Kexiang and said, "Thank you Kexiang, ...... in the future." I'll treat you well. ”

Zhang Kexiang smiled: "Then I'll go back first." After the house is erected, if your parents have no opinion, they will arrange for autumn leaves. ”

"How can my parents have an opinion? My mother likes you so much that she can't wait to dig her heart out for you. Zhenhua said with a smile.

Zhang Kexiang nodded and waved away.

Zhenhua saw Zhang Kexiang go away, and then went home and reported the situation to his mother.

Cui Hong was very worried, frowned and said, "Kexiang should be unhappy, thinking that we are not looking for red leaves for a long time." In the evening, I will discuss with your father and hurry up to implement this matter. ”

Zhenhua shook her head: "She's not unhappy, it's better to build the beam, she also knows that we're too busy now." ”

That night, when the craftsmen had eaten supper and dispersed, Cui Hong told her husband about it again.

Zhao Chenghai grinned and said with a smile: "The little tailor said that after the beams are erected, then after the beams are erected." Autumn leaves, just use the Xiuzhen next door. ”

Cuihong is a woman after all, and she can't make up her mind, so she has to nod when she hears her son and husband say so.

There are a lot of workers in the spring, and they work very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, on the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, the house was already in all four eaves.

On the morning of the twenty-ninth day, the gables at both ends were erected, and the eight-figure beams were also erected, waiting for the beams to be put up.

Zhao Chenghai set the day of going to the beam on February 2.

On the second day of February, the dragon raised his head, and the old master said that this day can be used, but the best day is the eighth day of the first month.

Zhao Chenghai couldn't wait, and was worried that there would be no good weather on the eighth day of junior high school, so he chose the second year of junior high school nearby.

On the first day of the new year, the bricklayers have stopped working, and the master carpenter is working overtime to prepare for tomorrow's beam.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the old master came and wrote Liang's couplet to Zhao Chenghai.

Zhenhua can write calligraphy, but he can't write the couplets on the beam, and he doesn't know how to write them, because there are a lot of traditional things involved.

Qi Lei is still here to help, working when he has a job, and chatting when he doesn't have a job.

The old master wrote the couplet, and Qi Lei watched from the side, asking for advice from time to time.

The villagers all know that Zhao Chenghai will set up a beam tomorrow and send a share of the money.

Cui Hong took Zhenhua and Chunlan and was busy with a few tables of banquets tomorrow. Zhenhua's eldest sister also came back, rolled up her sleeves, and helped her mother with her work.

In the countryside, there is a very grand ceremony to build a house on the beam.

The night before, the girder was carried on the table of the eight immortals in the bright room of the hall and worshipped with incense, which was called "smoked girder".

Early the next morning, Zhenhua's whole family got up and got busy.

Before the gate was opened, the couplet was pasted on the walls on both sides of the gate: the family lives in the green mountain dragon and tiger land, and the door welcomes the green water phoenix pool.

On the middle pillar of the eight-character beam on both sides of the Ming room, a couplet was also pasted: Zhang Lu held the jade pillar in two classes, and the two immortals were on the golden beam.

Above the hall opposite the gate, there is a horizontal wooden board, called the lighting square, on which are pasted four large characters: auspicious stars shine high.

On the roof, on both sides of the girder, two red flags were erected, one high and one low, the left green dragon and the right north tiger.

At seven o'clock, Zhang Kexiang came on a bicycle and smiled. Because Zhenhua had invited her a long time ago, she must come on this day.

Zhenhua's eldest sister Zhenxia, when she saw Zhang Kexiang, she was also one hundred and twenty satisfied, and she took her hand with joy, looking left and right to see if it was not enough.

The carpenter and bricklayer then arrived.

Zhao Chenghai instructed Zhenhua to entertain the craftsmen with "cakes and tea".

Cake tea is also eight kinds of pastries, plus brown sugar water, to lay a foundation for the craftsmen and cushion the stomach.

Then, Zhao Chenghai took out the whole cigarette again, opened it, and the craftsmen each had a pack, and the bricklayer leader Lan Yuliang and the carpenter master Yao Tianxiang had two packs each, and smiled at them: "Wait a while, the two masters, the words should be loud!"

Lan Yuliang and Yao Tianxiang nodded together, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the owner, it will be loud!"

When you go to the beam, you have to say a few auspicious words in a rap way, which is called four words and eight sentences. This rule is not only in Dongwan Village, but also in most places in the country.

At 8:08 a.m., the beam erection officially began.

The girder was laid horizontally on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the two ends were tied with a big red cloth eight feet long, Lan Yuliang and Yao Tianxiang both took their apprentices to the roof, standing at both ends of the girder, pulling the big red cloth in their hands.

The red quilt noodles sent by relatives with gifts are all spread on the beams, which is festive.

The firecrackers sounded in front of the house, and the carpenter bricklayer began to put up the beam, and at the same time pulled the red cloth in his hand to lift the beam upward.

The two masters cooperated tacitly, paused one by one, and shouted out four words.

Yao Tianxiang, a carpentry master standing on the Qinglong throne, was angry and shouted: "The sunrise is joyful in the east——"

The other craftsmen and the relatives and villagers in the room all responded in unison, and the sound shook the sky: "Good!"

"Jianhua Hall on the treasure land—"

"Good!"

"The Champion Mansion built in front—"

"Good!"

"The General's Hall built in the back—"

"Good!"

After the master carpenter finished shouting these four sentences, the master bricklayer Lan Yuliang immediately followed and shouted:

"The big red ribbon is nine feet long—"

"Good!"

"Tied to the dragon's head and phoenix's tail—"

"Good!"

"Tie to the head of the dragon and give birth to the prince-"

"Good!"

"Tie it to the phoenix tail out of the mother-"

"Good!"

In the loud and neat sound of the Tao, the girder rose higher and higher, and was placed on the ridge of the hall.

Zhao Chenghai looked up and couldn't help but burst into tears.

As a farmer, he built these four big houses, and he completed his historical mission, and he did not live in vain all his life. Above, worthy of parents and ancestors, below, worthy of wives and children.

The division between the rich and the poor of rural people is on these few houses. If you have a house, you are rich, and if you don't have a house, you are poor.

The completion of these four big houses also represents that Zhao Chenghai has completed the leap from the poor to the rich. From then on, he, Zhao Chenghai, could also walk with his head held high and speak with full of energy.

Listening to the words of the carpenter and bricklayer, Zhao Zhenhua was also excited, the big house has been built, and the good days in the future should come, right?

After looking around, Zhenhua saw Zhang Kexiang standing by the back door of the hall, with West Lake water in his eyes, and his body was like a lonely mountain plum, quiet and smiling.

Zhenhua's mind suddenly turned crooked-he and Zhang Kexiang, will they give birth to the champion general and the prince in the future?