Hearing the big guys talking about it, it will be like they can't finish talking for a while, and that's not right.

Grandpa Song summarized his statement on the matter of being occupied with relief grain.

He knocked on the cigarette pouch pot:

The first point is, you guys don't say it, we Fusheng, for this matter, I almost really want to go to the official.

Yesterday, he discussed with me that if he wanted to recruit, he had to get back food. That's not a decimal number, tens of thousands of catties in half a year.

Finding that everyone was going to interject again, Grandpa Song immediately waved his hand and motioned for him not to interrupt.

He also understood what everyone wanted to say, which meant that don't take risks, how can you do it, and don't take risks when you encounter such things in the future.

"You guys, the words you're afraid of right now are all nonsense.

Saying it is to let you know that Fusheng can really fight for our people.

From the time it was assigned to this Renjia Village, one of us here is counted as one, and it is really indebted to the Fusheng family, dragging the Fusheng family to suffer this crime with us.

Otherwise, with just Fusheng's brain, no matter which village he is assigned to, he can live a good life. ”

Song Fusheng couldn't listen to it anymore, "Grandpa, what are you talking about, let's talk about business." ”

"You don't understand, that's the right thing. Because it's not just a drag on you, dragging you with us, your mother, your mother-in-law, your daughter-in-law, and your brothers, all have to suffer with you, and we don't just owe you, so this must be said. ”

Everyone immediately looked at Song Fusheng's family, with dodge, apology, and weakness in their eyes.

Except for Song Fusheng's second sister-in-law, she thought: No, otherwise we would have followed the brother-in-law to live a good life.

Others, including Mrs. Ma, waved their hands tightly and said that they were not dragged down, but in fact, they seemed to be like this: Pull it down, don't be that vain, what are you talking about now, it's already like this. Mrs. Ma is upright enough, she said directly: Everything is as it should be, and this is the fate.

Grandpa Song sighed: "Anyway, we all have to remember, and we have to listen to Fusheng's arrangement in the future, which is the most important thing." ”

After thinking about it, he continued:

"The second thing I want to tell you is, since you all know about this, why did Fusheng tell us?

I just don't want us to be blind, don't mistake bad people for good people.

You have to know in your heart, we can eat this dry rice, and the food we get is much more than the relief food, not the one that is being given, it is the little general who is giving, we have to thank the little general, and we have to remember this noble man until we die, and we have to remember the love if we don't pay it back.

You have to know in your heart, who is the bastard, in the future, don't be fooled by a few good words from the village inside. You have to be defensive.

However, I heard that Li Zheng'er is the son-in-law of the Hou Ye, right? No matter how much you hate, don't give me a moth, don't meet and stare and spit and spit at each other, we can't afford to offend.

Don't make trouble, if you cause trouble, you will have to wipe your ass with Fusheng.

I hate it in my heart, but do you hear it? I can't be angry, but I can't scold behind my back.

We are just these things now, we are still worried about eating, the house is also broken like this, this is going to be winter again, and everything is not ready, and there are too many busy things, and there are no other forks. Since they have given us food, let's do it. ”

After Grandpa finished speaking, he asked Song Fusheng: "So, is it okay?" ”

"That's a good point."

Song Fusheng whispered a few more words to Grandpa, and got Grandpa's frequent nods, and then he took over the conversation and said to everyone:

"This is the case for relief food, we have to get down to business.

Starting tomorrow, they will send us food, and in order to keep our mouths shut, they will also promise to send some ridge tiles.

The number of ridge tiles will not be too much, regardless of the estimate, it is enough for the ridge tiles of our dozen houses.

With this, the house we live in in the winter is at least not afraid of being overturned by the strong wind on the roof of our straw shed, and we are not afraid of snow leakage.

I also promised to send some oiled paper, a special kind of paper. Only Fengtian City has a sale, it is very precious, this paper is used in the future to make a living, tomorrow to send to Wan Wan carefully keep. When the time comes, you will do whatever I arrange for you to do.

Let's talk about garlic first, grandpa and everyone will talk about it briefly, right? ”

Song Fucai was the first to ask: "Yes, yes, garlic, the third child, so much garlic, can you get it in the cellar?" ”

Song Fusheng told the eldest brother that not all cellars are OK, they must be cellars like underground nests, those with ventilation eyes, and those that can build kangs. It's not the kind of nest in the ground, it can only be used to store vegetables for our winter.

"Tomorrow, I will personally take you to plant garlic. I don't dare to guarantee that you will earn too much, you work hard, work for two or three months, and it should be no big problem for a family to earn one, two, two, or three taels of silver, and everyone can also buy quilts and cotton clothes for their own families, and buy some necessities. ”

"What? Can you earn one or two taels of silver in two or three months? ”

"Yes."

"Fusheng," said the high butcher, "you must keep more, and if we earn two taels of silver, you will give us one or two halves and you will win, and the rest will be yours." We've all heard that garlic is a precious recipe in your book. ”

Mrs. Wang took the lead and said, yes, yes, yes, yes, all belong to Fusheng's nephew.

Mrs. Ma thinks, count you on the road.

But Song Fusheng hates this topic:

"I've already figured out that garlic is like this, and I take the lion's share of the rest, because that recipe is more precious.

But don't mention that for the time being, don't persuade me to talk about garlic planting.

As long as you work hard, you will be worthy of me.

Also, remember, why do you and everyone make it clear about the distribution of relief food? It is also taken into account that garlic is planted in the nest, and no one can say.

Otherwise, it will leak out, which will cut off everyone's way of life. There was no money in the winter, and we people ate and drank what we wanted.

Of course, everyone's business, everyone can't deliberately say it, I'm worried that you will be tricked. ”

When everyone heard this, everyone who was squatting for a meeting stood up excitedly, and they glared at the mother-in-law who had a broken mouth, and they couldn't see the people in Renjia Village showing off blindly, and they were scolding the children, and they dared to go out and beat you to death.

Song Fusheng waved his hand:

"Listen to me, we'll start here for this short meeting, we don't have much work to talk nonsense. While I work, I will tell you.

The people I called came and listened to me arrange for the house to be divided.

Although the kang has not been set up, we have to squeeze together tonight, but the house is scored, because starting tomorrow, the first batch of adobe bricks will be dry, and whoever builds the kang will be responsible for burning the kang and cleaning the house.

Then, the person called by Grandpa was to receive the silver in the past.

received the money that was collected in Youzhou City before, and who took how much it took back at that time.

If you want to add anything to your own house, give the money to the cattle shopkeeper and let him buy it back. Song Fugui? ”

"Huh?"

Song Fusheng said, if you don't have any money in your pocket, if your mother-in-law and children lack something at home, you can go to Grandpa's to get one or two halves to borrow first.

"Borrow, how can I pay it back?"

Song Fusheng was tired, so he borrowed it, and when he planted the garlic, he would hold a conference for you and tell you how to work and repay the money.

"Really? Can you still pay money for work? ”

Like Song Fugui, his eyes are straight when he listens, this is also great, he can save the emergency, and he can borrow some money to buy some household goods, otherwise he has nothing in his pocket.

And Song Fusheng thought that he would have to hold several meetings in the future, especially for these people with poor understanding skills, his head hurt, and how to talk about the division of work system is a problem.

Housing.

Guo Lao's family put it on the side, and Mrs. Wang's family put it on the other side.

These two families have a large population, and the strong labor force is relatively high and brave. It is safer to live on both sides.

Like Li Xiu taking a child alone, Song Fusheng specially arranged a small side room for her.

Moreover, the left hand of the small partial house is next to Grandpa Song's house, and the right hand is also next to a relatively old family.

Originally, Li Xiu's right hand side was Gao Tuhu's house, Song Fusheng thought about it, no, I have to let a single woman like Li Xiu stay away from strong men and golden single old men like Gao Tuhu.

Mrs. Ma, Song Fusheng's own mother-in-law and brother's house, Song Fusheng did not arrange it next to each other, but arranged it, and it happened that his house and Mrs. Ma's house were separated by a distance of five large grass houses.

And these five large grass houses have all collapsed, so miserable that only a high wall behind the thatched houses, and the wall under the window frame in front of them, can be seen from the outside how miserable it looks, like a large open space.

Mrs. Ma is puzzled, San'er, are you stupid? Is the fat girl just up to you?

Song Fusheng thought to himself, old lady, this broken house is Bao'er, you don't need to pick it up, just buckle that special oil paper, this is a greenhouse.

I'll stay at this end, and you and the eldest brother and the second brother will stay at the other end, so that the pepper seeds will not be stolen by others.

So he didn't explain, because there were too many things to be busy, and as soon as he came back, Song Fusheng had to keep talking, telling him what to do about this and how to arrange that. If you don't say it thoroughly, everyone can't understand it, and if you don't arrange it to the head, everyone will be confused.

Mrs. Ma was angry, thinking that San'er had completely fallen in love with her.

For the sake of the Qian family, I don't live with her as a family.

For the sake of the Qian family, again?

Mrs. Ma's eyes suddenly stared at Qian Mishou's little deerskin boots.

Qian Mishou ran back and forth, and keenly felt that Mrs. Ma's eyes were not good.

Song Fuling also found out that her milk was picking thorns for the first time, while everyone was discussing what to buy with silver, and pointed to each other about the broken house and told each other that in the future, who is this house, who is that, how long will it take to repair the house, and give her milk to the back of the house.

"Milk, look, what is this?"

Mrs. Ma's heart pouted, observing back and forth so as not to let people see it, and pulled the waist of her pants with half a penny: "Are the mushrooms sold?" Why didn't you listen to your father? ”

"We have too many things to buy, we have to spend money every day, and we will inform everyone of the general ledger, and I will tell my father at the next meeting. How much was earned, how much was spent. ”

"How much money did you sell?" Mrs. Ma asked anxiously.

Song Fuling didn't want to lie, so she directly took out another piece of something and said the next topic: "Milk, what do you think this is?" ”

This time, Mrs. Ma was almost not frightened, but she reacted very quickly and pulled the gold nugget, and before Song Fuling could react, she grinned and bit hard.

Song Lingling followed with a toothache: "Grandma, quick, tell your mouth quickly." ”

Mrs. Ma's breath was short, and she was almost so excited that her eyelids twitched: "Sell mushrooms?" Can the mushroom be worth such a big golden round cake? How can it be? ”

"yes, milk, how is that possible."

"Huh?" Mrs. Ma was stunned, what do you mean.

"Meaning, this is Mishou's. Milk, do you think Mi Shou is eating my father's and drinking my father's? You're wrong, we're taking advantage of Misu. My maternal grandfather gave Mi Shou, I don't believe you asked Si Zhuang to go. ”

"This, this?" Mrs. Ma had never seen gold since she was a child, and when she saw such a big piece, her mind kept wandering, Mi Shou's, Mi Shou's is her third son's, "This round cake must be worth hundreds of taels of silver." ”

Song Fuling: "Ah. ”

Song Fuling thought about it and made another bet to break her habit of not liing:

"Milk, Mi Shou also brought rapeseed that we don't have here, and rapeseed that only foreign countries have.

Does a foreign country know? Even if you have to walk across the ocean for many years, the rapeseed of that place.

In other words, we are here, the Jiayou Dynasty, the rapeseed that only our family has, that is what my father said he wants to take the lion's livelihood.

Do you know what that means? Unique. ”

Mrs. Ma's heart was beating so hard that she was stunned, and she asked in a faint voice: "It was also given by your grandfather?" Where did he get this, what a chance it must be. ”

"Milk, let me ask you, this gold and rapeseed are added together, shouldn't my father raise rice longevity?

Think about it, my father used rapeseed to grow gold and precious things, he took the bulk of the money, he earned the silver, can he treat my uncle and Jinbao badly?

My dad will always be much better than everyone else for our own family, right?

To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to how much light our Song family has borrowed from the Qian family.

You, you're really good to Mishou in the future. The better the life passes, the better you have to be for Mi Shou, am I right? ”

Song Fuling threw the golden round cake into the space again and left, and was called to filter the water, but Mrs. Ma was still standing in place, motionless.