Chapter Forty-Seven
The chaotic voices were endless, and the woman's shrill voice made Liu Qingxi's meninges tremble, and at this moment she just wanted to be quiet: "Can everyone come one by one?"
Perhaps Liu Qingxi's roar shocked everyone, and the scene immediately quieted down, and Song hurriedly stood up to play a round: "Don't worry, don't worry, let Qingxi girls come one by one!"
After speaking, he winked at Liu Qingxi: "Look, I brought you so many people, it's not bad!"
After reading the meaning in her eyes, Liu Qingxi was still very grateful, I really didn't know where she found so many people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
In fact, what she didn't know was that the life of the peasants in this era was not easy, and a piece of clothing had to be new for three years and three years old, and it could be changed into children's clothes after sewing and mending.
Not to mention building a house, the energy, manpower, material and financial resources paid are huge, and now I hear that someone can repair it, and they don't flock to it?
You know, after repairing and continuing to use it, you can save a lot of money, and everyone seems to have found a good cure for diseases, and they have to try it if they have a little hope.
Although the little girl in front of her who was wearing a patched and wide gray earth-colored dress was thin and small, how could she not be convincing.
"Come on, Sanyoujia, we all believe in you! You won't lie to people!"
"What a lie I am, you don't know that my family repaired the house a few days ago, look at it now, there is nothing to do!" Song proudly showed off.
What she is most proud of now is that although she had the same doubts before, she finally believed in Liu Qingxi.
"Uncles and aunts, speak slowly, don't worry, come one by one, I will try my best to solve your problems, can you line up?"
As soon as Liu Qingxi finished speaking, the noisy crowd just now suddenly lined up in a neat row.
The leader is a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in coarse cloth and short beats, dark skin, and strong arms.
"Uncle, what's wrong with your house?"
"That...... My house is similar to Sanyou's house, there are many pieces at the root of the wall, and I feel like I'm going to collapse, and my house and Sanyoujia are built together. ”
The man rubbed his hands, and the little girl in front of him asked with a serious look, which made him suddenly nervous, and he stumbled to speak.
"Uncle, don't worry, if the situation is similar, you can handle it, but I have to go and see how to do it!" Liu Qingxi did not pack the ticket directly.
"No problem, when are you free?" the man smiled, surprised and eager to ask.
"I'll talk about your situation after reading it in a while, and if you have time today, I'll look at it today, but about the charge......
Liu Qingxi has been struggling with this problem since he had the idea of helping people repair houses.
It's not cost-effective to collect less, but it's too much, and it is estimated that most people don't have much money.
Who knew that the man was unexpectedly simply: "Miss of the Liu family, how much can you say!" In his opinion, it is much cheaper than building a new house, and he has also inquired about the silver money spent by the Sanyou family, which is less than 100 yuan in total.
At this time, let alone a hundred wen, even two hundred, he chose to repair it instead of flipping it.
"Let's decide after reading this!" Liu Qingxi carefully wrote down the address of the middle-aged man.
Then there was a woman, and before Liu Qingxi could ask, she began to chatter: "My family is different from theirs, it's the crack at the window, I didn't care about it before, but now it's a big crack, can it be repaired?"
She was a little anxious, a little apprehensive, and a little suspicious, could it be that repairing a house was the same as seeing a doctor? She had never heard such a statement, but she still came to see it with a glimmer of hope.
Liu Qingxi's answers were all about the same, and it was impossible for her to give a positive answer without seeing the house, just like a doctor who didn't prescribe medicine without seeing the results of the examination.
Then there are cracks in the corners of the walls, cracks under the purlins of the roof, cracks in the walls, and all kinds of damage anyway.
Liu Qingxi understands this very well, because the openings of doors and windows, the corners, and the underneath the purlin girders of the roof are all weak parts of the house that are prone to stress concentration.
The strength of the soil itself can not be compared with reinforced concrete, and most of the construction is done by one's own family, and the construction quality is not strictly standardized, and most of them are directly built by experience.
After everyone understood the situation, Liu Qingxi probably had an idea in his heart, and said to everyone with confidence: "Don't worry, I will go door-to-door to see, and if I can solve it, I will help everyone solve it!"
"Then Qingxi, you have to rest assured, you must help us fix it!" After getting along for a while, they were already familiar with Liu Qingxi, and they called their names directly.
"Uncle and aunt, don't worry, I will do my best!" Then he turned his gaze to the Song family: "Aunt Song, I don't know much about the road, and I have to help you lead the way!"
"No problem, it's on me, three miles and five villages, no one I don't know!"
"Hey, Sanyoujia, that's bothering you, don't forget my family when you go!" someone who was familiar with the Song family joked.
"How can that, you still can't believe in my character?" Song asked rhetorically.
In the end, Liu Qingxi decided to go to the nearest Zhang Dafu's house first, and the others were extremely disappointed to go home and wait under her comfort.
According to Zhang Dafu, there was a crack in the corner of his house last year, but this year the crack is getting wider and wider.
"You don't know, the wind outside can come in through this crack, and sometimes we are afraid that the wall will suddenly collapse!"
"Uncle, when you built the house, didn't you add anything else to that corner, such as a wooden pillar?" Liu Qingxi wondered, why didn't everyone's house have structural columns?
"What is a wooden pillar? Is it a wooden stick?" Zhang Dafu asked suspiciously.
Well, Liu Qingxi was speechless, it turned out that everyone didn't know what the structural column was.
"That's how we built a house, I heard my grandfather say that his grandfather didn't use adobe to build a house at that time, but just built a roof with mud stacks, and then there were adobe houses, and this method was faster and stronger!
But it still doesn't work after a long time, and if it's broken, you have to rebuild it, which costs money!"
Zhang Dafu recounted some of the things he knew, and Liu Qingxi extracted the core content from this information, that is, there are no words such as ring beams and structural columns here.
Studies have shown that whether it is an adobe house or an earlier rammed earth house, coupled with ring beam structural columns, it can greatly improve its integrity, stability and durability.
But these measures are applicable to the construction process, and the reinforcement in the later stage is not used: "This is a bit troublesome!" Liu Qingxi frowned and thought.
At this moment, a dilapidated but very clean yard appeared in front of everyone, and three adobe houses were pitifully supporting their bodies.
Liu Qingxi saw a wide crack from afar.
"Uncle Dafu, you crack ......"