The speaker seems to be unintentional but pokes directly into the listener's heart, the deserted house is not as good as the people, there is no popularity in it, no one takes care of it, and it falls very quickly.

The old house of the Mu family has been around for some years, and now it has been vacant for a few years, and I am afraid that it has long become a crumbling empty shell.

Yuan Fangnan heard Mu Qingqiu's words, and when he thought of this, he was afraid for a while.

"Grandpa Lizheng, I don't know how to build a house, this is ten taels of silver, you can help me look at the arrangement!" Mu Qingqiu handed the money bag to Yuan Fangnan.

She wasn't worried about Yuan Fangnan's greed for her silver at all.

Yuan Fangnan is a good person with a conscience, and Mu Qingqiu feels that Yuan Fangnan has the temperament of a scholar, which is a kind of backbone that does not eat even if he starves to death on the street.

In Mu Qingqiu's opinion, this kind of backbone is a bit tricky, it's okay to live a rich life, but if you live a down-and-out life, you are likely to force yourself to death.

However, this kind of temperament is very popular in this era, and Yuan Fangnan admits that he has raised two sons who are promising, so naturally he will not lose his integrity in such trivial matters.

As Mu Qingqiu guessed, Yuan Fangnan is really not rare for this bit of silver, ten taels of silver in the hands of the Zhuang family, it is indeed a huge amount of money. But Yuan Fangnan's two sons are in the position, they have a fixed amount of salary, plus the privilege given by the imperial court to raise people, the family's fields are tax-free, the income is stable, and there are no big expenses, so they have saved a lot.

In the final analysis, although Yuan Fangnan lives in Zhushan Village, his values and pattern have changed, and ten taels of silver are just scattered to him.

Looking at the silver in his hand, Yuan Fangnan sighed, his eyes were a little red: "Qiu'er, don't worry, grandpa will call the shots for you, and you will definitely build a solid house for Qiu'er and Xuan'er." ”

Mu Qingqiu wanted to live in a new house before winter, and the sentence 'If you have a new house, you are not afraid of being crushed by heavy snow', Yuan Fangnan said that his mind was heavy, and his attitude was extremely solemn, so he didn't dare to delay at the moment, and went out directly to find someone.

Craftsmen, masons, carpenters, and those who have worked hard, some craftsmen have to find people in Zhushan Village, and some have to go to other villages to find people.

Mu Qingqiu didn't understand, but Yuan Fangnan was clear in his heart.

There are also good things to rely on when starting a house, and the most critical thing is the materials.

It is inferior to build a house with mud tires made of mud, and the cost is less, three or four taels of silver can build three rooms, but the firmness is poor.

Mu Qingqiu took ten taels of silver at once, enough to go to the stone yard at the foot of the West Mountain to buy stones, build a house with stones, and build a house with stones, and the house built was strong and bright.

Speaking of which, fortunately, Mu Qingqiu took ten taels of silver, and it was going to be winter, if the house was built with a mud tire, the moisture in the mud tire would not be drained in midsummer, and once it froze in winter, it would crack the structure of the house, and once the foundation was frozen and cracked, the house would be destroyed.

The frozen mud house is not worried about being crushed by the heavy snow, but when the ice melts in the next year, the whole house is brittle and can easily collapse.

Building a house with stone does not pose the risk of freezing and cracking.

Yuan Fangnan is the leader of Zhushan Village, and he has prestige, as soon as he greeted him, many people came, most of them came to join in the fun, they didn't believe that Mu Qingqiu had the money to build a house.

Everyone gathered in the Mu family's old house, discussing noisily.

Mu Qingqiu, the little master, was empty, she took her younger brother to play at the gate of the courtyard, but her ears did not fall from the discussion in the courtyard.

"Brother-in-law?" Mu Qingqiu's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly tilted his head to look into the distance, Mu Qingqiu raised his head and saw Zhang Dacheng from a distance.

Since the stone factory has a rack car, the efficiency has doubled, the foreman is happy, today he killed a whole pig, and gave the big guys meat to eat, Zhang Dacheng got a large piece, and sent half of it to Mu Qingqiu's sisters and brothers.

When he arrived at the door, through the open courtyard gate, he saw a courtyard full of people, and he was startled.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, start a house, build a beautiful new house." Mu Qingxuan was holding a carved pony in his hand, and when he saw that the person who came was indeed Zhang Dacheng, he ran over happily.

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Dacheng was stunned, and started the house? Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother?

"Little brother-in-law, come in, I'll introduce you, this is Grandpa Lizheng, there is Uncle Hei Niu here......" Mu Qingqiu called the people brought by Yuan Fangnan one by one, there were nearly twenty people in the courtyard, and Mu Qingqiu didn't call any of them wrong.

Yuan Fangnan noticed this and nodded straight, the smile on his face getting thicker and thicker.

"What are you?" After saying hello, Zhang Dacheng was still a little foggy.

"I'm going to build a house." Mu Qingqiu's chin was raised, he was very childish, and the confident little touch provoked everyone to follow Zhile.

"You, where did you get the money?" Zhang Dacheng couldn't help but ask, and also asked the thoughts of everyone in the courtyard except Yuan Fangnan, a six-year-old child, where did no one take care of the money to start the house?

The craftsmen were found by Yuan Fangnan, and everyone pondered that they were rightfully giving money to Mu Qingqiu to build a house, and when they thought about it, some people had a small abacus in their hearts, pondering that Li Zheng could help Mu Qingqiu and help them.

is more difficult than that, why Mu Qingqiu who can't open the pot in Zhushan Village?

"Hehe, my brother-in-law helped me earn it! Sister-in-law, have you forgotten? Mu Qingqiu blinked and smiled, and he couldn't see the slightest fake, which provoked everyone to look at Zhang Dacheng.

Zhang Dacheng is the son-in-law of the Mu family, and most of the people in Zhushan Village know the family situation, can he earn money for the house? Who believes? Anyway, there are few letters in the list.

"Oh! Qiu'er is talking about persimmons? That can really make money? Zhang Dacheng asked uncertainly, those persimmons, Zhang Dacheng originally wanted to use them as rations for the two children. But about the rack car, he got ten taels of silver and bought a lot of food, enough for Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother to eat for a whole year.

At that time, Mu Qingqiu said that he wanted to trade persimmons, but Zhang Dacheng didn't take it seriously, it turned out to be true? But what can make so much money? It's only been a few days!

"En, it's persimmons, but I didn't earn so much, I signed a contract with Aunt Chunlan of Xiangshuyuan, and I advanced a lot of silver, and the pastries sent over in the next year can only be paid half price for me, and the rest have been advanced by me, and I plan to use all this money to start a house." Mu Qingqiu winked at Yuan Fangnan and said with a smile.

Yuan Fangnan saw that Mu Qingqiu was serious at the beginning, and he chuckled in his heart, and when he saw Mu Qingqiu squeezing his eyebrows at him, he smiled, this girl is ghostly, there are so many people in the courtyard, if he doesn't find a good reason, he, the leader, will be entangled, not to mention, Mu Qingqiu's sisters and brothers will inevitably be in trouble in the future.

The advance makes sense, and some people in the village have eaten the pastries made by Mu Qingqiu.

When Liu Heiniu heard this, he admired the delicious pastries made by Qingqiu and the business was good. The half-truths and half-truths believed what everyone said.

"Signed?" Zhang Dacheng was worried, he was illiterate, and he also decided that Mu Qingqiu was illiterate, so he asked an illiterate child to sign and draw with someone, what was the whole thing about being sold?

"Hehe, sister-in-law, don't worry, I've seen the contract, no problem." What Mu Qingqiu said was serious, and Yuan Fangnan, who was making trouble, thought it was true.