If you choose who can talk to whom the most, then in the family, the time spent talking between mother and daughter is definitely more than that of father and son, mother and son, or father and daughter, probably because mother and daughter always seem to be more intimate than other relationships, and of course this has something to do with the fact that they are both good at talking.

In short, that night, Pan Xiaoni and her mother talked until late before going to bed, and the content of their conversation was very complicated, covering many aspects of family life, given that it was relatively private and trivial, I will not record them one by one.

The next morning, Pan Xiaoni's family still got up early.

Business has to be done, the ground at the door has to be dealt with, and the family can't be idle. Zhang Yang also gave up his morning run and came over to help.

Borrowing a pickaxe from a neighbor's house, Zhang Yang began to pry the tiles. The tiles have been laid for many years, and some of them are already loose and very easy to pry, but this work is not tiring. The key is that there was originally some cement mortar under the tiles, and it is best to remove this layer of mortar to hit a new ground, dig out the dirty and smelly soil under it, replace it with some new soil, and then tamp it, and then make a little concrete to lay on it, and finally spread it with cement mortar.

The area at the door is more than a dozen square meters, which doesn't seem to be big, but it's still very troublesome and laborious to really get it, especially since Zhang Yang himself is a son-in-law and brother-like character, and he has never done such a job at all.

After a short wave of the pickaxe, the pickaxe grinded out a blood blister on his hand. Pan Xiaoni didn't feel distressed when she watched it.

Fortunately, there was really no business in the store this morning, and after a few bowls of noodles, Lao Pan came over and asked for the pickaxe from Zhang Yang. He is a good worker, this little bit of work is nothing in his eyes, and after a while, as he pickaxes and falls, all those tiles, mortar, and dirt are all turned up by him.

The tiles were moved aside, the mortar and soil were shoveled elsewhere with an iron shovel, piled into a pile, and the three-wheeled car was used to find some soil in the remote part of the city, filled in the original place, leveled, stepped on it with its feet, and then took a brick to tamp it hard, and went to the building materials market to buy some sand and gravel cement, and took out a water pipe from the store, mixed the cement and sand and gravel, shoveled it up with a shovel, and evenly spread it on the original ground.

Shoot with an iron shovel, spread a layer of fine mortar on it, wait for the water to volatilize, when the cement mortar will not be solidified, rub it flat with the newly bought mason's special plate, and wait for the cement surface to be flat like a mirror, and the project will be completed.

This process takes a few minutes to say and a half a day to do.

In other words, Lao Pan spent the morning doing this. And that's not all, he had to pull a long strip of cloth around the perimeter of the project he had worked so hard to complete to prevent others from stepping on it. In the end, they had to load the garbage on their tricycles and take it to the garbage station.

Zhang Yang and Pan Xiaoni didn't wait for him to finish the project and left, because they both had to go to work. Therefore, this project was basically completed by Lao Pan and Zhou Xina.

When Zhang Yang and Pan Xiaoni came back at noon, looking at the completed project, Zhang Yang and Pan Xiaoni were full of praise for Lao Pan, they said that Lao Pan was completely a skilled mason, and he was really buried here.

Lao Pan smiled at their praise and said nothing, Zhou Xina spoke: "Okay, you two don't praise him, he just does this little work, if you really want him to work as a mason, I promise that I will have to go home in less than a day." ”

"Why?" Pan Xiaoni asked puzzled.

"Silly girl, you don't want to think about it, don't say how tired this job is, just talk about the working environment, no matter how fierce the northwest wind is in winter, it has to freeze outside, and no matter how poisonous the sun is on a hot day, it has to be dried below, think about it, just your father, what is he doing?" Zhou Xina explained.

"It's not a thing, the point is that the foreman is too bad a thing, and he scolds people at every turn. If you just suffer a little bit of sin, your father and I really don't feel worried. Lao Pan defended himself for not doing this kind of technical work.

"If you want me to say yes, not to mention this kind of hard work, the employees are still inferior, and we who have a family and a job don't do that kind of work. In addition, Dad's cooking skills are not very clever, so how can he do this rough and cumbersome work. Zhang Yang said for his father-in-law.

"That's right, haha, I'm just idle, your dad is this age, I can't bear to let him suffer and suffer." Zhou Xina also said with a smile.

"No, if the business of this noodle shop is not good, I will really do this, and now the wages of construction workers have risen sharply, and it is said that they are higher than those of doctors." As soon as Zhou Xina cherished him, Lao Pan was still energetic.

"Come on, I'm still here to cheer you up, don't say that you don't have back pain when you stand here, what are the working conditions of other construction workers, how much effort do you exert, how much sweat do you sweat? You just said that it was okay, but I really told you to do it, did you do it? Zhou Xina listened to her husband's words and immediately suppressed him.

Lao Pan didn't want to argue with her in front of his future son-in-law, so he turned red, so he had to smile and keep squeaking.

Seeing that his father-in-law was a little embarrassed, Zhang Yang hurriedly played a round: "Look, Dad, Mom, this land has also been laid, let's look at it, it can't dry fast, let's not get caught in the sun here, there are vegetables bought by me and Xiaoni in the house, as well as the wine I brought back from the supermarket, in order to celebrate the completion of this project, let's go drink something." ”

"Drink again, didn't you just finish it yesterday." Zhou Xina criticized her son-in-law with a smile.

"Haha, Mom, didn't just a few of us drink yesterday, didn't Dad go." Zhang Yang replied with a hippie smile.

"Drink, drink, alas, you can't help it, this son-in-law is good, and he has a temper with you." Zhou Xina gently patted Lao Pan on the back and pushed him into the noodle restaurant.

Lao Pan was not in a hurry or annoyed, smiled and walked into the store with the thrust of her palm, and sat down at a table where the dishes, chopsticks, and wine and food were placed.

Zhou Xina and Zhang Yang also sat down, Zhang Yang quickly picked up the wine bottle, unscrewed the lid, and poured a glass of liquor for Lao Pan, Zhou Xina and himself.

It was indeed a good wine, and as soon as it was poured, the aroma of the wine immediately permeated the whole room.

Pan Xiaoni sat at the table, looked at Zhang Yang who was sitting opposite, and tapped the table with her fingers, and there was a small porcelain cup in that position on the table.

"What?" Zhang Yang asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Full." Pan Xiaoni said with a grin.

"Smack", Zhou Xina gently slapped Pan Xiaoni on the back, and said angrily: "Little girl, what kind of wine are you drinking?" Drink a drink and drink a bar, and you won't pour it yourself? It's really unruly. ”

"What rules? Then doesn't my father pour you wine every time in our family? Pan Xiaoni asked unconvinced.

"Haha, it's still a genetic problem." Lao Pan was amused by his daughter.

Zhou Xina blushed, and Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, a little stunned, and picked up the wine bottle and poured a full glass for Pan Xiaoni. (To be continued.) )