The officials were frightened, why did they let people surround them? What's wrong with him? Kindly brought it, why did the scorpion sting sting give him a desperate posture?

"What's the matter? Spread out! If you are idle, you will remove the grass and clean up the house first. Fang Mingyuan shouted, and the people around the servants dispersed.

Look at the people who scared the officials, what are you doing! I'm just asking for something.

Everyone was not at ease, after listening to Fang Mingyuan talking to the officials, they found that they were just inquiring about things, so they didn't care, Brother Mingyuan asked them to work! What a job! I don't have time to ask about idle things.

Chang'an pointed to the dividing line between the barren grass and the open space, and whispered: "This must have been the barracks gate and courtyard wall of the barracks before, maybe the courtyard wall of the barracks is ......."

Just as he was about to say that the barracks courtyard wall might be a fence wall, the man who stepped on the grass and walked in stopped and shouted: "This is not right, this is the wall, the stone wall, it is tall." ”

All right! It seems that the scope of Daji's activities is the open space outside the camp gate, and the courtyard wall is not close.

Fang Yue pouted and said: "Brother, you are really, there are a lot of people in the rural market, think about it, the camp is designated as a door, you can't go in, where can the people who come to the market go to the bathroom?" Keep these wild grasses, and you can deal with it when you specify an internal emergency! ”

Not to mention, this is really a good place to deal with the three emergencies, that is...... It's a bit disgusting, there is a big public toilet outside where they live.

The people in the village walked all the way, and when they were in a hurry, they just threw their brains out, even the farm tools, and they didn't lose any of them.

Each family has several sickles, and when it comes to harvesting, everyone has a sickle, and adults and children go into battle together. Now it's time to work collectively.

The people pushing the cart put down the cart and went around the fence to find the gate, and the weeders were busy weeding with all kinds of guys, and even Dong Xiaoying went up to work with a sickle.

"Found it, the gate is here, why is it locked! Let's get in! ”

"Brother Mingyuan, the door is locked! We can't get in! ”

The official who was drawing a simple map for Fang Mingyuan with a tree branch turned around and shouted: "Smash it open, where is the key, how many years, where can I find the key, besides, I don't know who locked the door, smash it open, your place, what are you afraid of, smash!" ”

Rumble! The ground trembled, and the frightened Dong Xiaoying almost cut her calf with a sickle.

"Brother Mingyuan, the door is not locked, it is closed, as soon as we push it, the door will fall."

Pour it down! Fang Mingyuan shouted: "Don't worry about the door, clean it up!" ”

Someone shouted again, don't bother with the grass outside the wall, let's mow the grass in the yard first!

Hulala, who was mowing the grass, entered the yard of the barracks, and someone shouted, here, there is a bluestone paving road here, and there is not much grass in the stone crevices, so come here to clear the road first.

Fang Mingyuan sent the servant away, and when he entered the courtyard, he saw a row of people waving sickles and busy, the girl held a stick in her hand, walking in front of the mowing grass, and the grass that could be pulled up was pulled, and the one that could not be pulled was kept.

Children between the ages of seven and eight to twelve or thirteen were busy carrying the cut grass to the wall, and the only two idlers, the girl and the son!

"Why are you two not helping?"

Chang'an pulled his father aside and whispered: "We think that the house may not be inhabitable, it is absolutely dangerous!" ”

Fang Yue said: "Don't sleep in the middle of the night and bury it inside, we should see what the house looks like first." ”

"That's right! Dad, you say, what are you asking people to mow the grass for, it's all afternoon, in case the house can't be lived, what should we do tonight? As soon as Chang'an's voice fell, the prophecy came true.

There was a bang, and the patriarch ran out with his head covered.

Aunt Zhao followed behind, holding a wooden stick and chasing the patriarch to argue: "Are you scratching with your hands, what are you doing stabbing the beam, you say, what are you knocking on the beam?" It was a green tile, all good tiles, all broken, how much silver money was blind, you said, you ......"

The patriarch covered his head and found Fang Mingyuan, and opened his mouth to cry, "Mingyuan's nephew, the house can't be lived, it's in dilapidation, and the beams of the house fell down with a bang, almost suffocating my head." ”

The third uncle ran out from behind the barren grass and reported: "Mingyuan nephew, there is really a well here, but I don't think anything about it, I put the well in the house, what's the matter, I'm afraid that someone will steal the well?" No, is it because you are afraid that people will steal well water? ”

The fourth uncle walked out with his hands behind his back and a black face, "Mingyuan's nephew, the house is really enough to live in, and there are so many people in our village, it is enough to live, that is, ...... I can't live, and the wall of the house is pushed by hand, and it shakes! ”

Fang Mingyuan looked at the sky and was worried, tired, all looking at what I was doing, such a house, how can I turn it into a good house?

"Listen to me, the women still mow the grass, and the men are divided into two groups, one group of people to cut down trees, we have to build a shack first, and the other group of people go to pick up the house. Green bricks, tiles, don't waste what you can use, let's build our own house. ”

No one asked how to build a house, and no one cared where to build the shack, so the men gave the sickle in their hands to their daughters, sisters, and several people summed it up, and automatically distributed it and began to work.

Fang Mingyuan took his son and daughter to inspect the camp and walked along the bluestone paved ground.

The house looks like it is standing well, and the wall tiles are all moving, and the grass growing in the tiles on the house is two feet high, so you don't have to think about it, there must be no people living inside.

The people who demolished the house shouted: Don't enter the house first, let's tear down the roof and the wall next to the kang, and then enter the house to demolish the kang.

The accommodation conditions here are not bad, with rows of blue bricks and big kangs, and it seems that there were many garrisons in the past.

In such a miserable environment, Fang Mingyuan couldn't wait to cry on the spot, what kind of place to wear, what kind of life am I, why do I let Fang Xiucai take advantage of all the good things, how good are we in modern times, what do you want, cheap Fang Xiucai's turtle grandson.

The people of Fangjia Village are full of enthusiasm at this time, and they will tear down the house and build it again!

What are you afraid of in the wild grass, won't it be cleared out in a while! So much land, such a good blue brick tile, is a hundred sets stronger than our family before.

"Brother Mingyuan, how much land do we have! Did people say how many acres did they give us? ”

Fang Mingyuan cheered up, couldn't discourage everyone, and shouted loudly: "What? What do you say? Acres? Don't say that stingy talk, let people hear jokes, you say, how much land do we have? ”

"What? What do you say? Ha ha...... We've sent it, it's big. ”

The patriarch was busy pressing down with both hands, not daring to shout loudly, and reprimanded in a muffled voice, "Collect it, collect it, don't howl, work quickly, let's wait for us to plant!" ”

Mrs. Wang whispered to her grandson and daughter-in-law: "Somehow, I miss home, and I miss our broken grass houses." ”

The granddaughter-in-law mowed the grass with her head bored, she did more, don't let the milk be affected, just listen to what the milk said, I want to cry a little, what to do, I can't cry! Work.

Aunt Zhao said with a crying voice: "What do you say! No matter how good it is here, how about the blue brick house, I still think about my broken home, and then it will be a home! ”

The women have their own skills, and they cry by mistake when they don't do their work, they all cry quietly, and for a while the muffled sobs and whimpering sound are one after another.

The patriarch shuddered in fright, "What's wrong?" What the hell is crying fairy howl! ”

Fang Mingyuan walked out helplessly, facing the majority of women compatriots, he didn't have any tricks.

"Xiaoying, daughter-in-law! You came out and said a few words, why are you still crying! ”

Dong Xiaoying is also wiping her tears, where to live! What kind of place is this! It was a good courtyard, come here to suffer! What the hell am I doing!

Fang Mingyuan shouted, she straightened her waist, held the sickle in one hand and crossed her waist with the other, and shouted: "What's the matter, we are happy!" You don't care, just cry out, detox! Get busy! ”

"Don't cry and hurt your eyes, take it easy!" Fang Mingyuan didn't ask where the old lady was, what was the old lady, and turned around to discuss the new house with his daughter.

Mrs. Niu had already stood up straight, her son coaxed her daughter-in-law away, and she didn't look at her, she felt a little uncomfortable, she wanted to call her son, she opened her mouth and closed it again, what are you calling back?

"Oh! Hurry, hurry, save people! ”

The demolitionists jumped off the wall a few times, and heard people shouting: "Don't run around, don't come, no, don't ......"