Everyone watched for a while and then went back.

In the words of Grandpa Song:

Although the other side squeaked and screamed, but we don't laugh at the other side of the river, it's normal, who doesn't have a relative.

We don't want to have this distress yet, alas, just a dozen of us.

I can't say I can't go back.

Mrs. Ma came over and shouted: "Is there a slippery day?" One by one, there is a lot of work at home. ”

What's the job?

What kind of work do you say, Mrs. Wang slapped Wang Zhongyu: "Do you still expect others to build the oven?" You want to cut off your mother's money in the future, don't you? In the future, we will open a dim sum shop. The stove must not be built by outsiders. ”

Wang Zhongyu laughed with him, "Okay, let's build a stove for my mother." ”

And mud, swish, everyone will start work at night.

Remove the existing stoves from the two oven rooms first.

As in the old days, there were 12 stoves for baking cakes in the large oven room, one by one around the surrounding walls.

But the stove used by Da Leba is large, and Song Poria still wants to produce twelve pieces in one pot, and the roasting space inside must be large, and there can only be a maximum of nine stoves for roasting Leba in the house.

Like the small workshop she set up later, it is even less, and if you build four, you can't build it again, you have to set aside the middle and surface of the operating table, and you also have to leave an aisle for the master who burns the fire around it.

"Dad, give," Song Fuling handed the baking tray drawings to Song Fusheng.

The baking tray for the riba needs to be redone.

Song Poria didn't dare to use the sticky yellow mud by the river anymore, a pot of Leba was heavier than a cake embryo, she was afraid that the baking tray would be baked and cracked, so it was better to let her father find a professional.

Song Fusheng put the drawings in his arms and checked a few nearby houses with his daughter.

The two of them discussed together how to plug the sixty ovens, and they couldn't spread out one in the east and one in the west.

"Your eight grandmothers' families are all gone, and everyone needs to go around the house. As long as our family doesn't move, we still live in the middle, leaning on the pepper room, I can check the seedlings with your mother at any time. ”

"Can that side be plugged in?"

Song Fusheng said: "Squeeze it, it's not like the eldest girl and the second girl, they live directly with Li Xiuniang, anyway, everyone eats together, and they have to work together." re-assigned Li Xiu a house with a big kang, and let the girls of those families live with her. Change a cottage for your aunt's house, she has a small population. ”

Song Fuling pointed to the three houses of Wang Pozi's house, Song Fugui's house, and Li Xiu's house, as well as the two oven rooms in the back, and compared them with her hands:

"Then I'll set up a platform in the middle of the front and back rooms? Together, there are enough houses for sixty ovens. ”

"Well, this place is yours, let's take it."

Song Fuling left her father behind and went to find her second uncle.

She wanted the second uncle to make a wooden board.

In the middle of the open space, first use a stone mat, try to level it as much as possible, lay a wooden board on it, and lay an oilcloth on top of the wooden board. A pot of bread is baked and poured directly on it, and the pieces are placed in the air to dry and run away from the water.

Two large tables, both the size of four double beds.

Song Fuling asked her second uncle as if talking to herself: "Second uncle, do I want to prepare two canopies?" After a while, it rains, and my bread will be finished. ”

Song Fuxi raised his eyes and looked at his niece: "Then I have to ask your father." "He can't be the master.

"I mean, second uncle, then you have to make a few more canopy pillars."

“…… Good. Song Fuxi wiped the sweat on his head with his sleeve. He didn't go to the crowd just now, he was always working.

The old lady asked him for a bucket again, and his niece asked him for a board again.

Just these two people, he didn't have any tricks at all.

At the same time, Song Fusheng went down to the cellar with the sound of the men in the family chatting and the mud building the stove.

"There are only a few baskets left, and they are all cut?"

Uncle Song Fusheng and Mrs. Qi replied in unison: "Well, that's all there is left, let us eat." ”

The old man was reluctant.

Their mouths are now worth a lot of money, and they dare to make dozens of pounds of garlic. A stir-fried dish is fried dozens of catties.

Having said that, it's not delicious, and I finally ate my own vegetables, uncle: What a.

Nonsense, you don't have eggs or meat there, and even the oil is only fried in a large pot with a small spoonful, and it's strange that it can be delicious.

Song Fusheng checked it and knew in his heart that when the time came, the grain, especially in the summer, could be stored in the cellar and the nest.

This year, the house is enough to be built.

Not available.

Don't look at the amount of money in your hand, for these money, at least half a year, all people have to farm first.

I went outside and hired someone to build it, but there was no one to hire anyone? This can't be requisitioned and gone?

There is a lot of land in the north, and it is estimated that there is a lot of grain in stock, but the population is sparse. According to the number of soldiers in Liangguang and Xiangjiang, it is far behind.

The imperial court should have no choice, and a large number of soldiers must be recruited.

The land of every household in the outer village is busy enough from the beginning of spring to the autumn harvest.

Song Fusheng walked out of the cellar, took the torch handed to him by the uncle, looked around and thought: It would be good to be able to build out the outer wall with the warehouse this year, and then empty it and dig out some more nests.

Mrs. Ma and the others are packing.

Don't look at them for a few months, but in the past few months, the broken family is worth ten thousand dollars.

I was shocked when I cleaned up, there are so many pots, my second son is really capable.

On the second day, early in the morning, my grandfather's family secretly pulled a few bags of grain in place.

Grandpa's family is now upside down when they come out, and they don't see it at all, and the food is simply thrown on everyone's food and eaten.

But Grandpa Song kept an account for him.

Song Fusheng convened a village meeting.

At today's meeting, everyone's faces were particularly wonderful.

There are all hanging lotteries.

The man who resembles the fourth sister-in-law has scratches on his face.

Yesterday, the mother-in-law's family came, and when she entered the house, she beat his daughter-in-law. The fourth sister-in-law and man will not let it, and it will be his person to marry home, why should he be beaten by his mother's family at his age. In the past, I protected my daughter-in-law, okay, my mother-in-law beat my son-in-law together.

There are many cases like this.

I heard that there were dozens of families that only severed the relationship between mother and daughter yesterday.

The one who broke off the family was even one hundred and seven households, and none of them escaped, and the door clanged.

Even Ren Gongxin didn't run away when he wasn't at home.

His big-bellied and small daughter-in-law's mother's family, as well as his second daughter-in-law's mother's family. It's all on the door.

In order to comfort everyone, Song Fusheng took the lead in not introducing the grandfather's family, but telling everyone that except for the strong laborers who were named in your report, other work was not done in vain.

"What?" One by one, the faces that were beaten were excited.

Hey, you have to feed the cows well, and when you turn around, you will drive out the animals that don't make money at home, arrange a good place for the big cows, feed them well, serve them well, and produce more milk, and if you have more milk, you can make a few more pieces of milk tofu, which are all silver money.

There are those who regret it, and they were delayed by the careful eye, why didn't they adopt a few more heads at the beginning, thinking that they were serving in vain, but they felt that the leader was taking advantage of one end and two ends. It's over, no regret pills.

Song Fusheng introduced to everyone: "Your captain, Captain Ma. ”

Captain Ma waved his hand: After a while, the old ladies of all households in the village will come to look for me, we have to build a shed first, and each family will pull out their own big iron pot, and get together to learn to make milk tofu, okay, my words are over.

Then Song Fusheng introduced his grandfather's family.

"This is a new member of our village, and we have negotiated and bought the Zhai family's partial house, and his family will live there in the future."

I talked about the specific situation, and specially emphasized that the meat floss of my grandfather's family is also the reason why the above can win our village, and the chickens, ducks, geese and pigs you raise, as long as the meat price is a little lower than that outside, they will be all collected.

Collect it all? Several families in the village were the first to welcome it. It's good to come, I'm worried about what to do with these hairy ones this year.

Song Fusheng and Grandpa glanced at each other, and they had already negotiated in private, Grandpa took his two sons to be responsible for collecting meat, and Song Fusheng and his eldest brother Song Fucai took a few people to be responsible for processing at home. The price charged at that time, remove the book, and the two groups are half per person.

"I'll read the name below, and I'll report after the meeting is over, looking for Song Fuxi."

Song Fusheng read all the carpenter skills of the soldiers, and these first worked as carpenters with Song Fuxi.

"For the rest, follow Uncle Gao, and from today, pick up the house." Build a pepper base.

The high butcher raised his hand and signaled to the people in the village that he was Uncle Gao.

At the end of the meeting, Patriarch Ren angrily added: "If there are anyone looking for me this or that, you can." Yes, you heard it right, you can save your brother and son-in-law, you can save anyone, give your family's quota to the person you want to help, and your family can go to military service. Report your name to me, and I'll go find you the county magistrate, and change your name. ”

At first glance, I was really anxious, but it can be seen that I was not angry yesterday.

The people in the village are also anxious below: no, no, this can make money, and it can't be given to them. They're not crazy.

It was at this time that Ren Gongxin returned.

He walked for two days, went out in good spirits, and came back sick enough.

got down from the mule cart and was helped down by two small servants sent by Ren Zisheng.

The appearance of Ren Gongxin seemed to be showing up to the people in the village, which made the villagers even more afraid to sigh, "Can you help your relatives, and if your relatives are close, can you have your own son?" If you look at Ren Gongxin, you can see how miserable it is. ”

Ren Gongxin hugged Song Fusheng's leg and cried.

Song Fusheng hurriedly dragged him with the two servants.

"Ziao I know that he is a quasi-letter, but my second son didn't find it, and he scattered and separated after sending it out, and I don't know where he was divided."

No matter how hateful a person is, he is crying pitifully at this time, especially Ren Zijiu's mother-in-law and the child crying together.

Ren Gongxin snorted and cried, and said for a while that the second son let him lose the scourge. After a while, he said that the official of the escort team was nothing, he couldn't even write even words, he was divided into people from east to west, north and south, and he didn't even have a list, so he couldn't find out where Zijiu was assigned.

"And what did you say?" Even the patriarch frowned and asked.

Bigger?

Da'er was beaten by him again.

To be honest, in the end, Da'er's mouth was full of fire bubbles, and he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only force Da'er to look for it again. I'm afraid that if Zisheng gives up looking for it, Zijiu will be even more hopeless.

Today, the eldest daughter-in-law scolded him and drove him out.

Ren Gongxin felt that Da'er had that ability, so he didn't answer Patriarch Ren, and looked at Song Fusheng with his head pleading: "Child, uncle begs you, help me find it, it was me who was wrong before, uncle apologized to you, apologized to you." ”

Song Fusheng stopped Ren Gongxin, who was about to bow again: "I will help you inquire, I will inquire when I have the opportunity." But many yamen are not something that we ordinary people can enter if they want to, and my ability is also limited. Only when delivering food can you sneak into the yamen and ask questions. ”

"You promised?"

"Yes."

"I don't know why, I think I can have a show if you answer, really, uncle will believe you now."

Village people: This Song Fusheng is a true benevolent and righteous person. It's not pretending, they see it with their own eyes.

Ren Gongxin's eyes were blurred with tears: what he said just now was true, and after a few things, it turned out that he felt that this kid seemed to know something, and there was suddenly hope in his heart.

At the same time, he also knows that this kid shouldn't owe him, and he can't force others. The key is that he won't listen to it if he is forced to find it immediately, unlike Zisheng.

That's it.

Song Fusheng and his Zisheng go hand in hand, which is better than Zisheng working alone.

Ren Gongxin wiped his face with his hand, and thought: I can't make trouble, I have to behave well, the better the performance, the kid can't help but find someone, this is called moving people with emotion: "What, what are you doing, is there anything I can help?" ”

Song Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This old boy can hit without tossing.

Don't underestimate the old man, tossing is no worse than the old lady singing and playing, especially good at being a demon.

……

On the bridge, eight old ladies moved with the help of the villagers.

One cart after another was loaded and transported to the village.

And here on the other side of the river, the men are roaring in unison: "One, two, three, push!" ”

Bang, half of the wall collapsed, smashing up a cloud of gray smoke on the ground.

Expand the pepper base, plant seedlings, and officially start construction.

Hundreds of men, pushing the wall, and mud-plastered bricks preparing to build a fire wall, stacks of bricks, one by one back plowing the ground, shaking the tiger's mouth and loosening the soil.

The people in Renjia Village didn't know, but coincidentally, the entire dynasty also started a war on this day.

Before, the text was flying all over the sky.

King Wu did not recognize the new emperor, nor did he mention the first emperor.

Instead, he still saw that the cowardly brother of King Yan sent it to his mother.

Why is King Yan a cowardly younger brother in the eyes of several princes?

In the eyes of several princes:

First, back then, my father asked King Yan to go north, but he didn't dare to let go of his fart and came to the barren land.

Second, after coming to the north for so many years, the nomadic barbarian is a fart, and he hasn't cleaned it up yet. Let those tribes exist?

Third, over the years, these princes have provoked each other, but King Yan is the only one who has stubbornly guarded the barren land. Success or failure, dare not expand.

And he loves to do things that make them laugh.

For example, what is the barren land like in itself? is still rushing at the big-tailed wolf, and a lot of refugees have been put in.

Sneering at King Yan, if you want to rely on benevolence, you want to win the world? Immature. Now he is holding a broken edict that I don't know if it has been rewritten, and he says that he will ascend the throne according to the will?

In short, after so many years of accumulation and other reasons, King Wu is very arrogant, thinking that all of King Yan's actions are very ridiculous.

So he replied, not only did he not admit you, but he also had to send it to my mother, otherwise......

The former King Yan and the current new emperor really listened to King Wu's words and immediately sent it to King Wu's mother.

A wooden box with a small lock.

King Wu opened the lock and was furious, and the head of the princess of Queen Wu's mother was on her neck.