Song Fusheng didn't expect that the wolf fighting team from above had to eat and live with them because Lu Pan said to the lieutenant: When you get there, find someone named Song Fusheng, and he will arrange it. Finish and return to the team as soon as possible.

This has to be a lot of faith in Song Fusheng's overall planning ability.

But Song Fusheng only felt at this time, oops, he was annoyed.

Pointing to the table, he said:

"As mentioned above, this wolf team is coming to live with us.

About a hundred people came.

That's what happened. ”

After he finished speaking, he motioned for the second brother who raised his hand to speak.

Song Fuxi: "How many washbasins and buckets do I have to make for a hundred people?" ”

Song Fusheng waved his hand, signaling that he knew, and he would tell you in a while.

He pointed to Boss Guo again, signaling that he could speak.

Boss Guo: "Fusheng, how many horses did they come?" Xiaohong's house hasn't been picked up yet, and we have too many things, and a few cows occupy a room. ”

Song Fusheng nodded and told everyone:

"That's why I sold some of the charcoal I had saved.

For the rest, pile it up and put it in order.

Pour out the house where charcoal and firewood were kept.

The firewood was covered with an oiled paper cloth and placed outside.

They should not stay for a few days, and when they are gone, they will move back. ”

Second brother Song Fuxi, I really want to raise my hand again. Co-authored, not only buckets, but also do he need to make a manger? Listen, they are bringing horses.

The high butcher raised his hand and asked, "Fusheng, if you build another latrine for them, will it be a deep pit or a shallow pit, and where will it be built?" ”

At this moment, Grandpa Song suddenly raised his hand tremblingly.

Song Fusheng turned his head to look at Grandpa, and then turned his head to look at it: "You always say it first." ”

"Fusheng, we don't want to fight wolves."

Mrs. Ma also pouted below, thinking: Who said? One by one, they don't seem to have a good head. And the people who didn't bite us, why did we bother to entertain the wolves.

Grandpa Song continued: "They came to beat the wolf, and there will be no wolves in the future, so where are we going to get wolf skins?" ”

As he said this, he touched the fifty taels of silver tickets hidden in his waist.

Everyone also reacted at once:

"Yes, there will be no income from selling wolf skins in the future.

We don't make much money selling so much garlic, wolf skin is a lot of money, and we can't give it up.

They killed all the wolves, what are we going to do in the future? ”

Song Fusheng supported his forehead, and these talents really interpreted: the mouse is the third escort for the cat, and it is not necessary to make money.

Song Fusheng patted the table and said helplessly:

"What kind of wolf, wolf.

Didn't the boiling water cook for you? Didn't you bite off your ass? I didn't take out my heart for you to chew, did I? Isn't it okay to forget the pain of the scar?

I think you've forgotten who we are again.

How to escape from a famine, just escape like this for everyone.

We used to be in the past, but we are passing through the days, and now we have to live the life that serious people should live, how can we want to fight with our lives from time to time? ”

Everyone is silent: yes, they are serious people.

Song Fusheng spoke earnestly, and deliberately said to Grandpa:

"Whether we like it or not, this is the task given to us from above.

Moreover, if we receive it well, we may not be able to praise it.

If we don't receive it well, it won't be a matter of being upright or not, is he an official, it's the county order and the county magistrate who are very dissatisfied with us. ”

Grandpa Song looked puzzled: "I think we all know the little general, they are a bird." ”

"Grandpa, do you think the county magistrate and the county don't know about this?

When Lu Gongzi came, as soon as the front foot left, the back foot spread all over.

It is precisely because we know Lu Gongzi that we have to do this better.

Because we can't let Lu Gongzi lose face.

Others say that we are nothing, it doesn't matter, but they will pay attention to him first, and they will say who he knows. ”

Grandpa Song immediately got up solemnly and knocked the cigarette pouch pot on the table: "Listen carefully to Fusheng's speech for me, don't be hippie and smile." We can be shameless, but we must not let the little general lose face. ”

Mrs. Ma also changed her face below and said, "You earners, do you understand?" Let me do whatever I want, don't be ugly, I still have to eat and chat with you. ”

Da Lang said helplessly: "Milk." ”

Wang Zhongyu also said: "Auntie, you see what you are talking about. ”

Mrs. Qi and her old man muttered, "That's it, we're not a family." How it will be divided between you and us. ”

Qi Pozi turned her face first: "Who is the same family with you?" We are on the other side of the oven room, don't affect our trading. ”

"Huh? You mother-in-law, are you and I not a family? "The old man picks up his cotton shoes to scare his mother-in-law.

Mrs. Qi: "Huh? You old man, I'm a handful of years old, walking in the snow like a donkey, you dare to beat me? I started my own house in the spring, and I haven't lived with you yet. ”

Everyone immediately burst into laughter.

Someone laughed and said, "The old lady who earns money is just different." ”

There are also old men who laughed at Qi Pozi's man: "Brother, you can't do this, your mother-in-law can't control it." ”

Qi Pozi's sons said: "Dad, mother, don't make trouble, it's like the real thing, it's hard for our family to build a house now." ”

Grandpa Song looked at the excitement with a cigarette pouch and pot in his mouth: "Hehe, hehe." ”

Song Fusheng listened to the laughter of the grandfather beside him, and he was even more tired:

"Listen to me, listen to me, have a meeting.

Counting from the west end, I read the name, and the room must be vacated.

Your families have big houses, so borrow people to live in them first.

If things can be piled up to someone else's house, try to get them to someone else's house.

Guo family, grandpa, uncle, uncle, mother, your family, and Song Erbo's mother's house. ”

As soon as I heard that I was going to count the heads from the west, I didn't wait for the names to be read, but in fact, these families had counted them in their hearts.

They all nodded: "In the middle." ”

"Just because you moved away doesn't mean you don't burn the kang, you guys still have to heat it up."

"Middle-middle-middle."

"As for who you're going to live in in the next few days, I don't care, and I can't arrange it. They all discussed privately and went to each house to crowd in. It's good that they're gone for a few days, okay? ”

"Middle-middle-middle."

"San'er, I'll go to your house." Mrs. Ma said.

Song Fucai and Song Fuxi brothers: "Mother, what about us." ”

"I don't know where you're going, where love is going."

In short, each family is plugged in.

Li Xiu's house is full of colleagues from the cake shop, plus a Zhu family, and a room of women.

Mrs. Wang's house is stuffed with many children.

Uncle Song Fusheng's family, go to Tian Xifa's house and squeeze it,

Guo Lao's family is two and a half children, plus Da Lang Erlang, and go to squeeze with the four strong cattle shopkeepers.

Song Fugui's family is responsible for settling Song Er's family, and if they can't squeeze it, they go to other houses, a kang for women and a kang for men.

Mrs. Ma and Qian Peiying, Song Poria, Mi Shou, and Song Jinbao were crowded on Song Poria's kang.

Qian Peiying and Song Fusheng's kang have Grandpa Song, Grandpa Song's eldest son, Song Fucai, Song Fuxi, and Guo Boss and Guo Lao's second.

Squeeze it, and it will be on it, but it is all stuffed.

On the second day, when the high butchers were digging thatched pits and building thatched huts for the soldiers, Song Fuxi led a few people to make washbasins, and a few women were making welcome banners, when the gong sounded from the entrance of the village.

Just look at the two officials, go all the way, knock all the way, knock all the way to the door of the ancestral hall of Renjia Village, snap, and paste the notice.

And shout, let the whole village, be sure to come.

The third son of the patriarch ran to the side of the river to inform him.

Grandpa Song was holding a stick with a look of anticipation: "Let's go, I have to go and see the excitement too." ”

At this time, the big white fat girls stared at the notice, spit out the soybean skin in their mouths, and the good letter stepped forward and asked, "Official, what is written on it?" ”

What is written?

In a word, the former Lizheng of your village, Ren Gongxin, came down.