When Yuchen's illness is cured, I will find another school in the village, and then it will be all over."

"Good!" And when they heard the assignment, they all went down to take care of the matter.

After Tong Xiaowu made the arrangement, she sighed heavily, and she could relax by delegating power.

Although most of the people in the village are illiterate, they are very united, for example, Brother Fu Lin can't recognize words, so he came to ask Mr. An, and Mr. An will help, and will never push back, which also saves a lot of trouble.

"Xiao Wu?" Sister-in-law Fulin took a few steps forward and pointed to the window of the thatched hut: "Look, what's the matter?" ”

The window of this thatched hut was originally Fang Ling's, and it was pasted with white paper, although it was autumn now, but the autumn tiger was in full bloom, and it was too hot as soon as the sun came out.

So in the morning, Tong Xiaowu used a window stick to support the window, and now what is happening inside can be seen clearly from the outside.

At such a time, the two people in the room were actually entangled together, Bai Zewei went to bed with the porridge bowl, Feng Yuchen stretched out his arm and locked his throat......

The posture of the two is extremely embarrassing but slightly ambiguous......

Chen Lang came over, Mr. An also came over, and after a while, a group of people stood beside Sister-in-law Fulin and Tong Xiaowu, Li Da and Li Er, plus Bai Zewei's guys and the female workers who came out to get the materials, all stood still.

There was a group of people standing in the courtyard, all looking inside through the window, the two men did not know the scene outside, they were still entangled, he wanted to feed him porridge, he stretched out his hand to stop it, and put his arm on the neck of the place.

Zhao Wenjing didn't go to the town today, and when she saw this scene, she was scared, "Ah! He covered his eyes, turned around and ran into the workshop.

"What's going on? Is this a hug? "Naturally, the situation is different from different angles.

"I heard that this shopkeeper Feng already has a habit of breaking sleeves...... "A mother-in-law whispered.

"What?" The other woman was so frightened that she almost screamed: "How is it possible? I think he has a good relationship with the shopkeeper Tong, and the two of them go in and out together......"

"I've heard about it too, but look at the two of them......"

Everyone listened to the conversation between the two people, and watched the two people in the room twist into a ball, and they all suddenly realized.

Chen Lang and An Luo were startled when they heard this, rushed into the house, and hurriedly separated the two.

"What? I'm going to feed him porridge, isn't he sick? If you're sick, you have to take good care of it......" Bai Zewei shouted with a glare.

"I don't need you, go out, go out, lady, lady come in......" Feng Yuchen blushed, if he didn't need to pretend to be sick, he would have fought with Bai Zewei a long time ago.

Tong Xiaowu rushed into the house, beckoned someone, and kicked Bai Zewei out: "He's still sick, can't you let him?" ”

"I'm still taking care of him, why didn't I let him? By the way, the potion, I'll bring him the potion......" As he spoke, he turned around and went to the stove.

Tong Xiaowu was so frightened that he protected Feng Yuchen and stretched out his arm to stop him, for fear that Bai Zewei would burn him with an impulse.

Bai Zewei walked over with a sweat towel and a medicine jar, seeing her protecting him like this, the anger in his heart had rushed to his throat, but he couldn't burst out, he flicked his wrist, the medicine jar shattered, and the medicine soup inside was scattered all over the ground.

"What are you doing? This is what I worked so hard to pick ......" Tong Xiaowu looked over there distressedly, but she didn't dare to leave the bedside, for fear that Bai Zewei would rush up and the two scuffled together.

"Tong Xiaowu, you white-eyed wolf, you ...... You ......" couldn't say what he wanted to say, Bai Zewei clenched his fists uncomfortably and didn't know how to vent, and finally, he pointed to Feng Yuchen on the bed, turned around and left the grass house.

"Come home, come home with me!" In the courtyard, he shouted loudly and left with his group of people.

Tong Xiaowu turned around to check Feng Yuchen's condition, his face was crimson, he reached out and touched it, it was not very hot, she lifted his calf again, "Fortunately, I didn't touch it, if I did, I would regret it......"

She looked back at the broken medicine jar, and was a little angry, "This Bai Zewei, I don't know what kind of demon is going on?" Dropped my medicine. ”

"Lady......" A smile flashed at the corner of Feng Yuchen's mouth, and he reached out to hold her finger, "It's okay, I'm much better, I ate hot porridge just now, I sweated a little, and now I feel much better." ”

Tong Xiaowu looked back at him, her eyes were red, and she nodded, "Then you have a good rest, and I'll boil you another pot of medicine!" ”

Fortunately, she picked enough herbs, otherwise, the disease would have been delayed!

Seeing her red eyes, Feng Yuchen blinked, he quickly straightened his clothes, then brushed his hair, got out of bed, and came outside, An Luo walked over, "How is it?" Satisfied? ”

Feng Yuchen didn't answer, and asked in a low voice: "I've been away from home for the past few days, where did you put the dry firewood that you want to chop at home?" ”

"I'll get it for you, and you'll do it, right?" When your little lady finds out one day, you won't be beautiful. Anluo gave a warning, went to the back, took the axe and dry wood, and threw it in front of him.

When Tong Xiaowu came out to wash the herbs, he saw the picture of Feng Yuchen chopping wood.

"What are you doing?" She hurriedly walked over, "You're not ...... yet"

"Lady, I'm much better, I'm really fine, by the way, didn't you say that you were going to find the chief to build a house? Let's go, I'll go with you......" Feng Yuchen threw down the axe, took Tong Xiaowu's hand, and walked out of the courtyard.

Tong Xiaowu followed him passively, with a strange face, how could he say yes?

Seeing her like this, Feng Yuchen laughed happily again, stretched out his hand and scratched her nose: "My good lady, don't worry, I drank porridge and sweated a little......"

Feng Yuchen repeatedly assured that Tong Xiaowu finally nodded, feeling a lot more relieved, he was better than anything else when he was sick.

The two came to Zhao Lichang's house and told him his plan, Zhao Lichang looked at the cadastre, and said that because the piece west of her house belonged to the mountains and rocks, it was not suitable for planting crops and trees, and no one cultivated it, so it naturally did not belong to anyone, and since it was not personal, it belonged to the imperial court.

Zhao Lichang wrote the title deed, Tong Xiaowu signed and signed the land after paying the land money in accordance with the regulations of the imperial court, and the fifteen acres of land to the west of the workshop were planned under their family's name.

Back home, Feng Yuchen began to calculate the cost, the cost of the new order, the wages of the workers, and the money needed for the new house all need to be calculated, otherwise it will be troublesome to blindly build a house and have a deficit.

Tong Xiaowu sat on the side and watched, and finally she shook her head: "I feel that this land can only be surrounded by the courtyard wall first, and the others will wait first, and when we have completed all the orders in the five counties and delivered the goods, we will have money." ”