The old summer set is slow, and the set of rules is neat. The cart that came in after the square head was set up before Lao Xia and pulled the carriage out. Fang Tou pulled the carriage out and shouted in: "Xia, I'll drag the carriage to the cave first, in the east cave." ”

The "driver" pulled the cart through the three carriages and headed to the cave to the east. Lao Xia didn't say anything in the stable, he had a well-eyed set of horses, and his breathing became a little short.

Fang Tou pulled the carriage into the cave, and the kiln owner lit a new dry cigarette roll and said, "Pull it over and let the workers load the bricks." ”

Fang Tou replied, pulled the carriage over, and stopped beside a pile of bricks. He said to the workers, "The bricks are loaded." ”

Two of the workers came up and said, "Load bricks." "There are also a few workers who are burning bricks, moving bricks that have not been burned for a long time.

The kiln owner took a puff of cigarette and said, "Work hard, a car of 3,500 bricks." ”

When the village lord heard this, he asked, "Can you hold 3,500 bricks in this car?" ”

The kiln owner took a puff of cigarette and replied: "Yes, a cart of 3,500 bricks." ”

The village owner looked at the kiln owner, retracted his eyes, and asked, "Can a cart of tiles be pulled away?" ”

The kiln owner took a puff of cigarette and replied, "Five thousand five hundred watts." Yes, a car can be pulled. ”

Watching the workers load bricks and move bricks, the housekeeper stands there and ponders, one brick and one copper plate, one copper plate and two tiles, it is not cheap to build a house. There are also beams, windows and doors, and those woods still cost money. Hiring workers also costs money. There is also glutinous rice paste for mud and sand bricks. There is mud and sand, go to the east side of the river to get it. Glutinous rice paste costs money, and the sediment has to be made by workers.

The housekeeper saw that the brick-loaded car was good, with four baffles and an iron skeleton, which was just right to pull mud and sand to the east. He said to the kiln owner, "Do you still have the car?" ”

The kiln owner took a puff of cigarette and asked, "Yes, what's the matter?" ”

The housekeeper said: "Can you borrow two cars and use them to build a house in the village government?" ”

"How can you use it to build a house?" The kiln owner asked.

The housekeeper replied: "Can't you build a wall to build a house, go to the east river of the village to pull some mud and sand." ”

"You don't have a car in the village?" The kiln owner asked.

The village owner listened to the housekeeper borrow a car to pull mud and sand, and heard the kiln owner say this, and said to the kiln owner: "Do you want to do something good, the villagers are in trouble, do you want to make some personal contributions?" Borrowing two cars from the village government to build houses for the villagers who collapsed their houses? ”

The kiln owner replied, "There are cars, since the village owner said so, then I will borrow two cars and make some contributions to the villagers who collapsed the house." ”

Hearing this, the village lord smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

The kiln owner agreed to borrow the car, and the housekeeper said, "Then trouble the workers, and then pull two carts and go with the brick and tile carts." ”

When the kiln owner heard this, he took a cigarette and asked, "Are you in a hurry to use the car, if you are not in a hurry, wait until the bricks and tiles are pulled, and leave two cars." How is it? ”

The housekeeper replied: "It's okay, don't pull it today, pull it again tomorrow." ”

The kiln owner said: "Five cars, one trip can't be finished." The kiln master did the math and said, "I have to make four trips." The last trip was two cars, leaving exactly two cars behind. ”

The village owner looked outside and said, "It is estimated that everyone has already made dinner, can you finish it today?" Gotta pull it out into the dark. The village lord said: "Let's finish him today, four trips, not much." ”

The kiln owner took two puffs of his cigarette and said, "I have to give the workers a drink, and work until the dark, and I can't let them work in vain." ”

"Driving" Lao Xia, who was watching the horse, dragged the carriage in unfast.

The village owner, the housekeeper, and the kiln owner, watched Lao Xia pull the car in. The kiln master said: "Pull the bricks next to the pile, and load the bricks in a while." ”

"Hey." Lao Xia responded and dragged the carriage to the pile of bricks.

The village owner asked, "Kiln master, can you finish it today?" ”

The kiln owner took a puff of cigarette and replied: "After pulling him today, after pulling him, I will drink him with the workers." ”

Hearing this, the village owner nodded and replied, "Okay, you invite the workers to drink him." The kiln owner pinched his cigarette and shouted to the workers: "Work hard, work harder, make some good food tonight, and everyone will drink him." ”

The workers heard that there was good food and wine, and they were all happy to work, and some workers said: "Work hard, there will be good food tonight, and there will be wine to drink." ”

Some workers responded: "Work hard, work harder, eat more tonight." ”

There was food and drink, the workers worked energetically, and the bricks were moved quickly. The sound of moving bricks and the sound of clattering bricks are like compact music, with a sense of knots.

The brick kiln was hot, the village owner and the housekeeper were sweating, and the two of them couldn't stay any longer, and they both pulled at their clothes to make their skin breathable. The village owner said: "Your brick kiln is too hot, let's go outside." The village lord said, grabbing his clothes and walking out. Go outside, it's too hot here. The butler grabbed his clothes and followed the village lord.

The kiln master smiled secretly and followed out.

That old Xia pulled the carriage to the pile of bricks and helped move a few bricks in an orderly manner. The square-headed guy said, "Xia, you go and drag the three carriages to the entrance of the cave, and then help move the bricks after they are finished." ”

Lao Xia is twenty or thirty years older than the head guy, and he said: "Young people should pay attention to what they say, I am the same age as your father, Xia, Xia, Xia, as if I am the same generation as your brother." ”

"Bang!" The square-headed guy put a few bricks on the car and said, "Let me call you Uncle Xia, I can't call you for your work?" ”

Lao Xia said: "You call me Uncle Xia, and we will talk in the future." ”

Hey! The square-headed guy smiled and said, "Uncle Xia." ”

Lao Xia smiled and said, "This is like a junior." In the face of a man older than himself, he should be called uncle, or uncle. The older ones should be called grandpa, or lord. On the contrary, when you meet a woman who is older than yourself, you should also call it that. ”

The square-headed guy went to move a few bricks and replied: "Thank you Lao Xia for your advice." The "bang" square guy put the bricks on the cart.

Lao Xia rubbed his palms against each other and said, "You move the bricks, I'll pull the cart." ”

The square-headed guy nodded in response and went to move the bricks.

The village supervisor's family stood in the brick kiln sweating and came out to blow the breeze, which was much cooler. They faced east, and looked at the green waves of wheat. The road that comes out of the east gate of the village divides the wheat field into two, and the east of the road is small, and it is a triangle from the village to the north. There was a river next to the hypotenuse of the triangle, and that river was the river that the steward had said. The river is not very deep, but wide, with sand on both banks. On the other side of the river are several bare hills, and the trees have long since been cut down.

The steward said, "Tomorrow I will send men to the river behind the wheat and fill it with sand." The mud is dug near the river. ”

The village lord said: "Remember where to dig the pit, and fill it for him when you are done." Hey, just fill it with the garbage from the collapsed house. ”

"Don't worry, the village owner dug the pit, and I filled it with garbage. Fill it with garbage from a collapsed house. ”

The kiln owner stood bare-chested beside the village master's house, and he looked at the bare mountains.

The village superintendent spoke, and also looked at a few bare mountains.

That old Xia came out of the cave and saw the three of them facing the cave with their backs to the cave, facing several bald mountains on the other side of the river. He didn't make a sound, and went to pull the carriage with his normal steps.