"Since it's a family, there's no need to be polite, just sit down and drink tea, and make more efforts later." Qian Maolu said happily. His brothers and sisters in the family are respectful, and they are harmonious, where do you think of the ugliness in the Du family.

Listening to Qian Maolu's words, Du Xuan had to hide his jealous expression, sat on the stool and bowed his head to drink tea. Because today is a good day, Du Mei is also inconvenient, Xu Shi looked at Du Xuan, with deep worry hidden in the corners of his eyes, afraid that he would make some moths.

Du Zhong stood next to Du Mei, looked at her, and whispered, "I'll keep an eye on him, I can't see if he can't make big waves!" ”

"Hmm." Du Mei didn't have any way for a while, so he could only watch one step at a time.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Du Zhong lined up the two kickers at the gate of the courtyard, and put a thousand hanging whips on the bamboo poles. It is rare to encounter a house in the village, not to mention a house built by women and children in two rooms and one room, and the three floors outside the three floors of the lively villagers surrounded the front of Du Mei's house.

"My miserable son, ......" is extremely incommensurate with the excitement at this time, and a cry comes from afar.

The villagers turned their heads to look, only to see Mrs. Cao, who had not shown up for many days, holding a firewood stick, trembling and crying. Everyone didn't know what she was going to do, so they automatically dodged a passage.

"Why is she here? At this time, it is still touching the mold head! A woman muttered.

"My stupid son, you work hard for others, and people use your money to build houses!" Mrs. Cao threw the stick, sat at the door of Du Mei's courtyard, and began to cry.

"Sister-in-law Cao, what are you doing here?" Du Zhong hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Don't touch me, men and women don't kiss, you want to take advantage of me!" Mrs. Cao dodged and slapped Du Zhong.

The onlookers were amused by her sentence that men and women are not kissed. I think Du Zhong is in the prime of life, strong and strong, and Mrs. Cao is already an old woman with orange peel on her face. Who's taking advantage of this.

Du Zhong was choked by these words, and his face was embarrassed, so he had to withdraw his hand and stand beside him. Qian Maolu and the others in the courtyard, for some reason, looked out a little blankly.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing, it's a good thing that the second stunned son follows Du Meigan!" Du Jiasuo also came up to persuade him, he and the second stunned family are old relatives, and they often help them on weekdays.

"My brother still settles the account, my son is tired and tired, and he is working in vain!" Mrs. Cao was confused and blinded at this time, and she didn't distinguish between good people, so she rushed to grab the white.

Du Jiasuo was so angry that he turned around and went back, and it was rare to talk to this crazy woman.

"Sister-in-law Cao, my family is doing something big, if you have anything to say, get up and say it." Xu Shi took two quick steps forward and whispered.

"You black-hearted family, you have a bad conscience and deceived my son to work for your family, what is the money he earns? I haven't seen a single one! I was all coaxed by your daughter, your family is building a house at this time, and I don't even have oil stars in my house! Mrs. Cao sobbed as she spoke.

Du Xuan was afraid that the villagers would recognize him, and he was still wearing a broken straw hat, and he heard it in the courtyard, and the corners of his mouth pursed contemptuously. He was worried that he couldn't be angry with Du Mei in front of Qian Maolu, this old lady Cao was really sent to him by God.

He straightened his waist, crossed Erlang's legs, drank tea comfortably, and sat back to watch a good show. He even hoped that it would be best to make a fuss so much that he couldn't start work today, severely frustrate Du Mei's spirit, and find some trouble for the second room!

"Mrs. Cao, what kind of trouble did you make? You figured it out! The second stunned man's money was asked by him to be managed by me, how can I say that I am ignorant at this time! Du Mei was angry and anxious.

"You escrow? What about money? Give me! When Mrs. Cao heard the money, she got up from the ground with a bone. Ran up to Du Mei and stretched out his hand as dirty as dead wood.

"The money is kept by the shopkeeper of Yunshang Embroidery Village, how can I carry it with me!" Du Mei's eyes widened, and she hated Mrs. Cao for coming to make trouble at this time.

"Isn't this the same as having no money, why should I take care of the money my son earns! I'm the! Mrs. Cao was so excited that she spat and the stars flew around.

"It's going to wait for the second stunned man to come back, you ask him yourself!" Du Mei replied coldly.

"I just can't figure it out, what kind of fox tricks did you use for my son, and he is willing to work with you?" Mrs. Cao crossed her waist, and looked Du Mei up and down with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"Mrs. Cao, don't forget the punishment of the county magistrate, you will be paraded on the street!" Du Mei saw that Mrs. Cao was going to make an old mistake again, so she warned her loudly.

"What kind of virtue do you have in your family, don't you have any points as a mother? Dumeken took him to earn money together, and that was the blessing of your dead ghost! The onlookers didn't listen

Down, a woman interjected.

"Du Mei is taking him to the right path, you want to drag your feet, I really haven't seen this kind of person, how can you be a mother!" Another woman followed.

"You always say that you make money and earn money, but what about money, I haven't seen a single eldest son!" Mrs. Cao spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders.

"Meizi, since Mrs. Cao is not happy for you to take his family to make a fortune, you can take my son, my son may do it, you can settle the salary once a year!" An old man was so anxious that he beckoned.

"Take my house!"

"My family will do it with you!"

The crowd of onlookers was full of voices, and people with a bit of brains were wondering how long Du Mei had only been doing it before he had already started building a house. If you do this for a few years, wouldn't it be proper to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law?

"Hey, you people were all deceived by her, and you haven't gotten a penny back." Mrs. Cao was so anxious that she jumped to her feet.

"Smack!" A thin pamphlet made a white arc and flew from the crowd to Mrs. Cao's face.

"Who smashed me? Who smashed me! Mrs. Cao carried the pamphlet and shouted loudly.

"Your son's money!" Ye Qing squeezed in from the crowd with a grim face.

He went to the stall early in the morning to drink tea, only to know that Du Mei was working at home today, and he had good news to tell her.

He thought that Du Mei's house was surrounded by people, so he had to tie the carriage to the side of the road, and finally squeezed in, when he heard Mrs. Cao talking nonsense, he was annoyed, pulled out the account book, and threw it out.

"This is obviously paper, where is the money, don't fool me!" Mrs. Cao naturally recognized Ye Qing, and she shook the pamphlet loudly.

"Ye Qing, you can read it to her." When Du Mei saw Ye Qing, he said calmly.

"Ahem, you old woman. Listen, on the tenth day of the fifth month, four hundred texts will be collected, and on the eleventh day of May, six white texts will be collected......" Ye Qing cleared his throat and read it out loudly.

One by one, the originally noisy crowd was instantly quiet, and even the cicadas on the trees stopped.

"What kind of work is this, earning five or six hundred wen a day! No wonder Du May was able to build a house so quickly! The onlookers all thought so, and only hated their son for not seizing this opportunity.

"A total of ...... to this day," Ye Qing continued to read in the same tone.

"Mo Nian Mo Nian, can this be done?" Mrs. Cao was beaten over and over again by those numbers, and finally sobered up at the last moment, she stopped Ye Qing from reporting the number, not wanting to show her wealth to attract jealousy. Since the death of the old man and eldest son, her family has not seen so much money for many years.

"Of course, where can Yunshang Embroidery Village deceive people!" Ye Qing glanced at her.

"That's good, that's good!" Mrs. Cao looked flattering, holding the booklet and not letting go.

"Did you believe it this time?" Du Mei looked at her with a frosty face.

"Ah, Meizi, you are the best girl, Du Jiagou, no, you can't find a second one in the entire Sheshan Town." Mrs. Cao, who changed her face very quickly, reached out to grab Du Mei's hand, but Du Mei took a step back and got out of the way.

"If you're all right, don't get in my way!" Du Mei said in a deep voice. The auspicious time is coming, and the troublemaker is still at the door.

"Hey, Du Zhong, fire, fire, fire!" Mrs. Cao held the booklet as if she were holding a golden doll, and turned around and walked into the human nest.

Du Mei brought Ye Qing into the house, and Du Zhong and Du Jiasuo began to set off firecrackers.

"Bang...... The second kick of the ...... flew into the sky, and the "crackling" hanging whip exploded red dust all over the ground.

The artillery battle was blown up, and everyone smashed the wall, and Qian Maolu scattered the gray lines of five large houses in the open space, and the first spade should be dug by the master's family. Du Mei took the shovel handle, stepped on it without hesitation, and dug out a full shovel of soil.

Qian Maolu took Du Mei's shovel and began to dig the foundation of the wall, and Du Zhong was also involved, and the corner of his eye was always staring at Du Zhu to prevent him from breaking it. Fortunately, Du Shu is just a small worker, only doing some rough work, and there is nothing big to do.

"Why are you here?" Du Mei asked Ye Qing.

"I have great news for you!" Ye Qing's face was full of joy.

"Have I become rich? I need money the most now. Du Mei blinked, amusing Ye Qing.

"Well, you've made a fortune, my brother sold a pair of lucky pigs at the singing and selling party, guess how much you sold?" Ye Qingmei said with a fluttering eyebrow.

"Ten pennies?" Du Mei tentatively said a large number.

"Ten times more!" Ye Qing approached Du Mei and whispered.

Ah, more expensive than a screen! Du Mei was surprised.

"The most important thing is that you can get forty hangings, you are developed!" Ye Qing lowered his voice, but there was no shortage of excitement and joy at all.

"Really?" Du Mei still didn't believe it.

"How can I lie to you!" Ye Qing smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Du Mei sent Ye Qing away, turned around and went to the kitchen, the three aunts were busy working in aprons, Fang's was dealing with a whole pork leg, the fat aunt was killing fish, and Aunt Zhang was picking up vegetables, at this time, eggplant, peppers, cucumbers, tomatoes, bitter gourds, cowpeas, green beans, winter melons, leeks, etc., the vegetables in the field were all picked by Du Tao and Du Gui in the morning.

The old man grinded a drawer of tofu, half of which was made of tofu, and the other half was made of dried tofu and shutters. He hurriedly sent it, and Du Mei wanted to give him the money, but the old man pushed and resolutely refused to accept it, and promised to send it again when it ran out.

The old man was almost fine, and in a few days he would be grinding tofu again and selling it at the market.

Seeing that the kitchen was in order, Du Mei went back to the big house and closed the door, not knowing what he was doing.

Lunch was extremely sumptuous, with braised pork with 100 leaves, braised silver carp, winter melon soup with bones, three fresh dishes, stir-fried tofu with leeks, dry-cut marinated bean rolls, spicy tofu, cold cucumbers, stir-fried shredded pork with chili peppers, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

A whole ten kinds of dishes, plus snow-white japonica rice and dry rice, although they are all eaten by farmers, but at this time, when the year is more than halfway and the oil and water in the belly are gradually empty, it is really rare to have this meal.

Qian Maolu has been doing crafts for more than ten years, and he has met all the owners, and he is willing to give the craftsman food and drink, and it is rare to meet one in a year.

"Meizi, this, this is too expensive." Qian Maolu is the leader, so he naturally has to be polite.

"What did Uncle Qian say, you and the masters can come to my house to work, Meizi is grateful." Du Mei gave them their seats one by one.

Four masters and four small workers plus Du Zhong and Du Jiasuo were accompanied, just a table. These are all men who rely on physical strength to eat, and when they pick up their rice bowls, they are not polite, and after gobbling up the wind and clouds in a hurry, they leave the kitchen with satisfaction.

Du Mei helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and the family and the three aunts who helped the kitchen ate some simply in the kitchen.

In the afternoon, Du Mei went to transport bricks alone, and on the last trip, Du Mei took a small bucket and came back with some lime.

Dinner is still a full table, although the dishes have changed, but there is a lot of fish and meat, Du Mei has already prepared soju, Qian Maolu can't refuse, and the people with him drink more or less.

There is a saying that the mouth of eating people is soft, and the hands of taking people are short. The three masters ate and drank well, spoke beautifully, patted their chests and promised to build the best house for Du Mei. Du Xuan held the mentality of not eating for nothing, he should eat and drink on his mouth, and the hatred and resentment in his heart did not decrease at all.

After the banquet was dispersed, Du Xuan and Qian Maolu wanted to go back to their own house, and Qian Maolu naturally agreed.

Du Shu pushed open the courtyard door and entered the house, and saw Zhou sitting in the kitchen, holding a bowl of thin porridge and pickles, huhula and eating, and no one else in the family was there.

"Mother!" Du Xuan held back the moisture in his eyes and called softly.

"Who?" Zhou was home alone, the oil lamp was very dim, and she looked out with her eyes open.

"It's me, Du Shu!" Du Shuan lifted his feet and entered the house.

"Plugs! Is it really you? Zhou's bowl fell on the table. Du Xuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold on.

"My son, you're back!" Zhou couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Mother, where is Dad and the pillar stakes?" Du Shuan sat down at the dinner table.

"They went out to work part-time." Zhou touched his tears.

"They're all out, and you're the only one at home, how can you be busy?" Seeing that Zhou's tanning was dark, Du Xuan felt a little unbearable.

"If you can't be busy, you have to be busy. By the way, have you eaten? This is exactly the meal, Zhou suddenly remembered and asked.

"I ate and ate well. You can't guess where I ate. The corners of Du Xuan's mouth curled, with a look of disdain.

"Where did you eat, you're mixed?" Zhou looked Du Shu up and down, and when he left, he was still wearing a jacket, and he was already wearing a short coat at this time, and his face was dark, but he already had some experience.

"I ate in the second room." Du Shuan picked up the cup and poured a sip of big leaf tea. He had a dry mouth with soju on his head.

"What? How can you go......" Zhou stretched out his fingers and pointed up and down at him, with an angry expression.

"I can't help myself, how did I know that Du Mei's dead girl invited our team to build a house!" Du Xuan frowned. 2k reading web