"Daddy?" Ren Zijiu stood at the root of the window, calling Ren Lizheng in the house through the window.

Ren Gongxin is sick, he is really sick, lying on the kang and sneezing and his head is confused.

When the eyes are opened, they are no longer concentrated, but the eyelids are heavy and listless.

He looked at the roof of the shed and let out a long sigh, "Yes! ”

Ren Zijiu knew that his father was uncomfortable when he heard the voice.

There was a look of embarrassment on his face, but if he didn't say it, he couldn't do it, and people had already gathered by the river:

"Dad, do you really want to listen to my sister-in-law's use of stone slabs to pave the bridge? If I really listen to her, I will go and open the door of our house, and go to the river to call everyone to carry it. It takes a whole day to lift the slate, it's too heavy, we have to hold on tightly, and everyone is waiting by the river. ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to carry away the slate that he had saved for two years, Ren Lizheng felt distressed.

As soon as I heard the second son mention the eldest daughter-in-law, I remembered that the eldest daughter-in-law had another meal before leaving last night, and scolded Huai for counting people, and counting him for taking advantage of ten taels of silver, but he had to pay more than 200 taels of silver for only buying grain, and he had to pay more than 200 taels of silver for more than 200 people to eat for half a year.

That's a daughter-in-law, it's time to catch up with the ancestors of his old family.

Ren Gongxin waved his hand weakly.

"Daddy?"

Ren Gongxin was in a hurry, forgetting that his son couldn't see him waving his hand, and thought: Didn't I wave my hand at you and let you go, what are you still doing, I'm not dead yet, so I sat up and said, "Go, go, go!" After shouting, he was exhausted.

Ren Zijiu was startled, and he turned around and ran out of the house.

Ren Gongxin's little mother-in-law, who remarried, sat up in a green belly pocket around the quilt, hurriedly rubbed her old man's heart, and said softly: "Master, don't be angry, it's not worth it to be angry." ”

"Roll the edge," Ren Gongxin put on a cotton jacket and got off the kang, not in any mood.

Gritting his teeth and thinking: I really owe that group of people in my last life. it, you wait, we'll see.

But no matter how hard you scold in your heart.

Right now, it's not the gang that is pressing him, it's the eldest daughter-in-law and even the eldest son who are pressing him, crushing him to death. Let him go to the county to get a red deed according to what the dead boy Song Fusheng said.

That dead boy (Song Fusheng) is not a good thing.

Who can still pay their bills?

Sign a white deed and get it, and press the handprints on both sides, and it is not a great blue brick house and good farmland.

But the dead boy has red lips and white teeth, and he doesn't do it.

I have to ask him to give those broken thatched houses and those acres of broken wasteland, and go to the county to apply for the official red deed with a seal.

It's not a random way to do a red deed, you have to toss him to go to nursery rhyme town, not to mention, the people who trouble the government give the card stamp, and you need to pay a handling fee, and let him pay it when it's over.

Ren Li is about to die of a nest.

He didn't understand, he made a red deed for that group of people, and he just helped run errands, so why did he have to give him money? In order to save money, his own house and fertile land did not go to the government to apply for a red deed.

However, Ren Gongxin still had two brushes, and when he stepped out of the door, he saw a courtyard of strong laborers shouting to move stone slabs out, and showed a few smiles in distress, and said to the people in the village:

"Alas, my eldest son came to his house yesterday, and you all know it. When I went back to the village, I saw that the bridges were broken, and he said that it was not a hit.

Actually, if I don't say it, I'll let you fix it.

The bridge is broken, how are you going to go up the mountain in the future? When the spring comes, there is a boy in the family who wants to marry, and you have to cut down wood to build a house, how do you transport it?

I'm thinking, who made me the leader of our village. The wooden plank is designated as useless, and the stone slab at home is given to the village, anyway, it is also for the big guys. ”

Ren Zijiu immediately cooperated, my father is for the benefit of our village, and I will build a stone slab upside down in my own house, so that everyone can go up the mountain. I'll pay you back, what do you say my father is trying to do?

As soon as these words came out, those who came to work were embarrassed to accept their wages.

They also know that these tablets are precious.

They saw with their own eyes that in the past two years, Li Zheng often asked the long-term workers to go up the mountain with chisels (a kind of stone chiseling tools) and use large iron hammers, and more than a dozen or twenty people took turns to chisel the stones, stuff the plugs into them, separate the stones, and chisel out a large piece of stone slab and carry it down the mountain with great difficulty. I heard that Li Zheng wants a fine look, the stone slab is transported down, and those long-term workers of Li Zheng's family still have to use flat chisels to level the stone texture, which is too troublesome, and now it is used to pave bridges in the village?

Ren Gongxin was very satisfied with everyone's expressions, and convened overnight last year, although it was said that it was not in vain to build the bridge, and the silver money was given, but when it was done today, I saw that you were embarrassed to accept it.

If he doesn't accept it, he can scoop three or five catties of coarse grain for each of these people.

Where do coarse grains come from? That's not the relief food for those guys.

He exchanged the fine grain for the coarse grain of the gang, and the coarse grain belonged to him now, and he planned to go and take the coarse grain home after completing the red deed later.

But Ren Gongxin drove the ox cart out of the village, and Song Fugui rowed his raft ashore.

Song Fugui heard that the people in the village were talking about how to build the bridge for everyone, how to build it upside down, and he said loudly: "Cut, pull it quickly." What is for you, for us. I went to us yesterday and agreed. We must repair the bridge, and we must repair it wide. ”

The villagers of Renjia Village are indeed curious, last night there were many people lying in the bed gossiping and guessing, so many people immediately asked Song Fugui in unison, what are they going to do with you, why did Li Zheng promise to build a bridge for you?

"He did something bad to his conscience."

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, I can't tell you, it's all a condition, he built the bridge just so that we can't tell you," Song Fugui finished speaking, and patted his mouth: "Look at my mouth, I'll tell you, I didn't talk nonsense, you don't know." ”

Just these few words can be broken for the villagers of Renjia Village. I'm even more curious, and I can't scratch my heart.

But Song Fugui tied the raft as if on purpose, and he began to pull his neck and shout as he walked:

"Collect the big urn, recycle the old big urn, and collect the big urn that can pickle sauerkraut and pickles!

If you don't collect it in vain, give the money!

Who has a lot of miso in their house, and we buy miso too! ”

Song Fugui's shouts wafted throughout the village.

After a while, Song Fugui was surrounded by the women and old ladies of Renjia Village.

This said, I don't have a big urn in my house, the boss, half a person tall, how much can you give? The one said, "I have an extra jar in my house, do you want it?"

Song Fugui is comfortable in the pile of women.

Go to this house and dislike it: What are you doing with this broken altar? Fired in a kiln built by yourself? As soon as you touch it, you will be smiling, and you will be given five cents.

Go to another house and say, your broken vat, there are gaps on it, and I will give you ten yuan, and it will be worth ten yuan.

Oh, auntie, why does this big sauce under you smell of stinky feet.

Early in the morning, Song Fugui was busy.

He was dizzy, so disgusting, he couldn't plough the land, and he stumbled up the mountain to carry wood, so he was sent out by Song Fusheng to do this. By the way, I squatted at the entrance of the village and waited for the well to come.