In the evening, the sunset melts gold, the colorful glow dances, the sky gradually turns blue, and the twilight is coming.

In the hall of Liang Xuebing's house, more than a dozen people sat together, the huge round table was surrounded by a large round table, and the water was impassable, all of them were next to each other, and Liang Dou's half-year-old teenage children did not even have a separate seat, and were directly held in the arms of their mother or father.

As usual, Liang Xuebing, who is the eldest son in the family, said a few opening words on behalf of the whole family, and the whole family toasted together, and then started to move, thanks to the ribs brought by Wei Hongyu, today's banquet is not too shabby, Liang Xuejun was born in a professional class, collected all the dried vegetables in Liang Xuebing's family, racked his brains and did his best, and finally made seven or eight hot dishes.

Radish pork ribs, shredded green pepper pork, vermicelli minced meat, potato stew, although the gold content of these dishes is not enough, but after all, they can be regarded as meat dishes, plus Liang Xuejun's skills are good, and the seasoning is also full of shelves, except for Liang Xuetao's family, others have almost never been touched with meat since the New Year, for a while, the children all ate with their mouths full of oil, smiling, Liang Xuebing's three brothers and Hong Haishan also took this opportunity to have a few drinks.

After eating and drinking, the banquet was withdrawn, Wei Hongyu and Liang Xuemei went to the stove to wash the pots and dishes, Mrs. Liang made a pot of strong tea, and then summoned her three sons and sons-in-law to sit down beside her and talked about farming.

The old lady picked up the teacup, blew a layer of tea foam floating on it, and then took a sip unhurriedly, and then said: "Seeing that it is about to reach the spring equinox, the ground has been rectified several times at this time in previous years, and every household has already selected the seeds, soaked them in the sun, and waited for the spring equinox to sow wheat seeds in the field these days, but this year's weather, it is really impossible to say, and now half of the snow in the field has not melted away, and if it goes on like this, the summer harvest will really be delayed." Speaking of this, Mrs. Liang put the teacup on the table, rubbed her eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?" Is there any way to deal with it? ”

Liang Xuetao has been pondering this matter for the past few days, and when he heard this, he replied: "The most important thing at the moment is to let the ground thaw quickly, I plan to put the greenhouse on the next few days, and then get some coal stoves to put inside."

Saying this, the other people all turned pale and were silent.

According to Liang Xuetao's statement, at least two coal furnaces should be prepared before and after, and three or four acres of land will have six or seven coal furnaces, and the furnace can not be too small.

Mrs. Liang thought for a while, obviously there was no other good way, so she could only sigh and nod helplessly: "Since you have thought of a countermeasure, you have to hurry up and do it, but you can't delay it any longer." ”

Liang Xuetao and the others nodded in unison.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Liang Xuetao walked to Old Man Zhao's house, intending to find him to order a few coal stoves, but he was empty, and after inquiring again, he learned that Old Man Zhao took his grandson to Mrs. You's house early in the morning.

Liang Xuetao had to hurry to Mrs. You's residence, and when he arrived at the place, he saw a lot of people gathered at the gate of the courtyard, some of which were Wubao households in the village, and some were masons who originally built a house for Zhou Cheng.

It turned out that a few days ago, after Zhou Cheng's new house was built, there was a lot of cement, sand and bricks left, and after discussing with the five guarantee households in the village, Mrs. You offered to exchange food for these materials to build their own houses, and finally said that when the house was built, the five guarantee households in the village would move in.

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he immediately agreed, but as for the food that Mrs. You had forced into him, he returned it intact.

After the end of the world, he has a good relationship with the five households in the village, before because of his many cares, these people can barely survive, and now I heard that Zhou Zhishu actually did not take a penny, not only provided these building materials for free, but also found a lot of masons to help work together, these old men and old ladies moved by people praised Zhou Zhishu is a good person, a good village official, some exaggerated more directly said that he is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva.

Liang Xuetao wants to find the old man Zhao today is not a five-guarantee household, he has a son under his knees, and soon after the divorce, he found a daughter-in-law, and after giving birth to a baby, he simply settled outside, and he has hardly returned home over the years, and only the old man Zhao and his teenage grandson are left at home.

I don't know why, during this time, Old Man Zhao always thought about the murder case that happened in the village a few years ago, and after thinking too much, he naturally couldn't help but be frightened, and then considering that he was old and his legs and feet were not dexterous, if there were robbers in the house, it would be nothing if he died, but his grandson was only a few years old, and he couldn't let this hard-working child think about it, so he gave up his old face and asked Mrs. You to intercede - after the house was built, he also wanted to take his grandson to live in.

Mrs. You was born with a compassionate heart, otherwise she would not have provided a place to live for free to these five-guarantee households in the village, and after a request, Old Man Zhao agreed on the spot.

Since he planned to live in Mrs. You's house for a long time in the future and build a house, Old Man Zhao consciously had to do his part, so he came with his grandson early this morning.

Liang Xuetao greeted everyone, and then looked for Old Man Zhao and told him about making a coal stove, Old Man Zhao was so happy that he didn't even ask how much the remuneration was, and directly agreed.

Before the end of the world, the old man Zhao relied on making all kinds of coal-burning stoves to supplement some household use, but because he was old and his legs and feet were not dexterous, his business had been very light, and now he also hoarded a lot of iron clay things used as furnace cores, shells, and tiles, but Liang Xuetao didn't need to bother to find these materials.

The two discussed it properly, said the delivery time and remuneration, and Liang Xuetao went home.

After eating lunch and waiting for Wei Hongyu and a few children to go back to the room to rest, many people came to the house one after another, Liang Xuebing and Liang Xuejun, as well as Xu Yaoguang and others.

After everyone arrived, everyone came to the backyard, first took a rag dipped in a lot of engine oil, wiped the greenhouse shelves one by one, and then began to load the greenhouse plastic sheeting.

The installation of greenhouse cloth is not too tiring, but it is more tedious and fine, fortunately, Liang Xuebing is quite proficient in this aspect, more than a dozen people under his command are also doing a good job, only Liang Xuetao has almost never touched this kind of farm work, and it is inevitable that he is a little clumsy at first contact, so he stands out among these people, especially prominent.

After Wei Hongyu got up from a nap, she quietly came to the backyard, and when she saw that Liang Xuetao was so anxious that he was sweating and looking in a hurry, she couldn't help but laugh secretly in her heart, and after looking at it for a while, she pursed her lips and went back to the hall. **

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