Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Mountain

The next day, it was rare for Jin Yun to propose to send the twins to school, and Jin Jiang saw that his little daughter did not run to the furnace room, which was a great surprise and agreed again and again.

The twins have always been picked up by Jin Qiwen when they go to school, and with Da Lang here, Jin Jiang is also a lot more relieved, how can there be no agreement, I can't wait to let people go immediately, and the little daughter of the province remembered that the furnace room will run over there.

After such a period of time, Yongge completely adapted to the days of going to school, and when he didn't want to start, he was resistant.

It's not time yet, there is no need for Shu Shi to shout, he can get up and freshen up by himself, and then obediently let the uncle send him to Moqiao Village. But Yonghua is at the other extreme, Ben is looking forward to going to the school, carrying a cloth bag made by Shu's, eager to jump on the double. But it didn't take long for me to go out every day with a sad face, and after leaving the hall, I was like a wild dog being suffocated.

Today, Yongge had already drunk a full bowl of gruel and obediently jumped onto the ox cart by himself.

And Yonghua was too excited yesterday and didn't sleep much all night, and now he is leaning on his uncle, and he doesn't want to wake up no matter how he screams.

"Uncle him, I heated two cakes, and when Yonghua wakes up on the way, remember to let him eat them." Shu Shi couldn't bear not to wake up his son, but ran to the stove house to heat the leftover cakes from yesterday, just to fill his stomach.

"Alas, I'm in my province." Jin Qiwen agreed, put the little guy in the ox cart, and beckoned Jin Yun to set off.

Along the way, Yonghua snored constantly, but Yongge walked outside next to Jin Yun and Jin Qiwen, and pretended to pick up the rope on the back of the cow, as if he was driving the cow.

"Little sister, but what interesting things have you encountered?" Jin Qiwen asked casually while catching the car.

"Huh?" Jin Yun was puzzled.

Jin Qiwen smiled dotingly and said: "You girl, you have been at home for many days, and now you are willing to go out, there must be something that interests you." ”

Jin Yun smiled suddenly, since she went to the market with her eldest brother, she knew at that time that this eldest brother of hers was definitely not stupid.

Don't look at the simplicity of a peasant family, but you can definitely do things no worse than the clever second brother on the surface.

"I heard that Moqiao Village is digging mountains, and I want to go and see it." Since asked, Jin Yun also said truthfully.

Digging mountains? Jin Qiwen also knows about this, and now many strong men in the village either go to the wharf to carry goods or go to Moqiao Village to dig mountains and do short-term jobs to earn some money.

If it weren't for the good conditions at home now, he would have the heart to do a job.

The wages for digging mountains are higher than those for carrying goods at the wharf, but they are also dangerous.

It is said to be digging a mountain, but in fact it is digging a cave, although there is a command of the steward, but I am afraid that the mountain will collapse, and then it will be nine deaths and one life.

Knowing Xiaomei's plan, Jin Qiwen didn't persuade him, he just nodded, he didn't worry about Xiaomei going alone, it was a big deal that he would accompany him.

When she was about to arrive at Moqiao Village, Jin Yun entered the carriage and woke up Yonghua, who was still sleeping.

Yonghua opened his eyes and saw that it was his sister-in-law, but he just held his mouth to express his dissatisfaction, but he didn't dare to resist.

In the past, just a cake could make Yonghua eat with relish, but now how can the overnight cake be delicious with gruel, he doesn't love it after two bites, but his stomach is still gurgling, and he can only eat it with a bitter face.

After sending the two little ones to the school, Jin Qiwen tied the ox cart to the side and took the little sister to the direction of the mountain.

Before arriving at the mountain, Jin Qiwen met many acquaintances, all of whom were men and women from his village, and one or two of them were still with children.

Among them, there are twin friends who weigh six.

Chongliu saw Jin Yun, and rushed to this side regardless of his father's call, the twins were not stingy, and they didn't forget to eat their little buddy, Chongliu ate snacks, and naturally knew that this was given by Aunt Jin Yun, and his good impression of her was broken.

"Aunt Jin Yun, why are you here?" Chongliu rushed over, shouted at Uncle Jin and forgot about him, only Aunt Jin Yun was in his eyes.

The father of the heavy six in the distance gritted his teeth, if there was no one at home, he shouldn't have brought the stinky boy over, the noise was so loud, and he couldn't control it.

Li Zhaoxiu was appointed, went in the direction of the stinky boy, got closer, and saw that it was someone from the Jin family, and he suddenly realized why his son was so keen on them.

At the same time, Li Zhaoxiu couldn't help but be envious, I heard that the two grandsons of the Jin family are now studying in Moqiao Village, and he has no ability, so he can only let his son follow him everywhere all day long, even if he wants to sleep at noon, he can only find a place with hay to cushion and barely sleep.

Jin Qiwen naturally recognized this person.

The Li family in the East Village, Li Zhaoxiu is also a poor man, because his father married his stepmother, Li Zhaoxiu was separated from the house as soon as he got married, and the family did not have a single acre of land, all of them rented other people's fields, and the two of them went out to work as casual laborers, so they lived like this.

He looked at Chongliu here and already thought that Li Zhaoxiu also had a younger sister, who was speculated by his stepmother that Li was in charge of the family, and married his compatriot sister to Taoyuan Village, not so much marrying as selling, since then Li Zhaoxiu has completely severed relations with the Li family.

Now that both of them are going out to work, there is no one at home to take the children at all, so Li Zhaoxiu can only helplessly take his son to work by his side.

"Uncle Kim." Li Zhaoxiu greeted and asked, "This is just sending Yongge Yonghua to school, right?" ”

Jin Qiwen nodded and said, "Is it dangerous to dig up the mountain, how can you bring Chongliu here?" It's really not good, let Chongliu come to the house, your aunt is idle at home anyway. ”

Li Zhaoxiu was extremely grateful, how could he not know the danger of digging the mountain, if it wasn't for the high wages, he would not want to come here.

In the past, it was not that he did not leave Chongliu in his family, it was because Yongge Yonghua was there, and he could still be a playmate, and he was not at home in Yongge Yonghua, so how could he be embarrassed to leave his children there.

Jin Qiwen patted him on the shoulder, although Li Zhaoxiu had a hard life, both of them had tenacity, and they had to live a life without good literature. He said: "You go to work, I'll go shopping first, and then I'll take Chongliuyi back to the village." ”

Li Zhaoxiu nodded in gratitude, and he said: "That's okay, Uncle Jin will trouble you, my bastard boy is very naughty, and you can teach a lesson if you make a lot of noise." ”

After speaking, he patted his son on the head and said, "Follow your Uncle Jin to be obedient, and wait for your father to go back to pick you up after work." ”

Chongliu shook his head and agreed absentmindedly, without the reluctance of his father to turn around and leave.

And Jin Yun also used the ability in her body at this time, she closed her eyes and felt that she did not feel the breath of the mineral veins in a large range.

But in this mountain, there is a lot of pig iron in zĂ i, and it is like a three-dimensional map in her mind, but in the end, her ability is weak, and she can't feel the specific location of each piece, and the highlights of each piece of pig iron are always felt to have some rules. (To be continued.) )