"Sister-in-law, can I ask you for one thing, it's about my father."

When the rich sister-in-law saw Wang Ji, she couldn't help but feel blessed to her heart, and told her sister-in-law about her own situation.

Glancing at his younger brother, Wang Ji nodded again and again, Chenjia Village is not far from Wangjia Village, isn't it just to run to Chen's house more, and if you find any problems, you can help.

You must know that this time, my sister and brother-in-law not only sent so much rice, grain and oil back, but also gave their family twenty taels of silver, twenty taels, enough for his mother to buy cloth and cotton, and make all the clothes of the whole family.

Seeing Wang Ji's promise, the rich sister-in-law's heart was finally put down, and if something happened to her father and mother in the future, Wang Ji would come to find her sister-in-law, and she could rush back in time.

Fu Bao listened quietly to the adults, and his spiritual power radiated, not only the trees and roots in Wangjia Village were shaking, but even the trees and roots in Chenjia Village were also shaking.

On the way back, the little bison also tried to go to the place with more trees, so that Fubao could communicate with the trees, and unconsciously, from Xiangzhang Village to the county seat, and from the county seat to Wangjia Village and Chenjia Village, the trees and grass roots along the way were connected with Fubao.

Several people soon returned to the new house of the Xiang family, and Ping An and Fugui all told the old man Xiang about the difficulties of their parents-in-law's family, especially Fugui, and their dissatisfaction with the uncle had reached its peak.

Old Man Xiang sighed secretly, if it weren't for the blessing treasure at home, their lives would be like most of the villagers, and they would be even inferior to them, after all, the house collapsed.

Grandma Xiang sandwiched a meatball for Fubao, today she went to the market, and the price of meat after the New Year went down a little, so she spent 20 copper plates to buy some pork and came back to make meatballs to eat.

Fu Bao chewed the soft meatballs in his mouth, well, it was so delicious, he couldn't help but smash his mouth, Grandma Xiang frowned slightly, it is not okay to have a sound when eating.

patted Fu Bao quietly, and let her watch herself put the meat balls in her mouth, smashing her mouth, looking like she was eating and drinking.

Then he gently wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and slowly sandwiched a meat ball, which Sven put into his mouth, this time only to see his mouth chewing slowly and slightly, but without the slightest sound.

Fu Bao looked at it in a daze for a while, and finally understood what his grandmother meant, it turned out that eating with his mouth was so ugly and ugly.

The scientific and educational teaching allowed Fubao to slowly learn etiquette, and even more so that the old man Xiang was full of joy.

Finally, when the land can be dissolved, Old Man Xiang and Fugui are going to the village with an ox cart, and Fu Bao also opens his hands and begs for a hug.

Old Man Xiang smiled, where is he begging for a hug, but he wants to follow him to the mountain, but thinking of Fu Bao's ability to control the mountain, he hugged her to the ox cart.

"I'll go too." The rich sister-in-law was not worried about her daughter, so she hurriedly said.

"I'll go too." Xiangyuan and Xiangjiao said in unison.

"Then we're going too." Not to be outdone, Xiangshan and Xiangjin stood up.

Okay, Old Man Xiang nodded and agreed, Xiangshan is also ten years old, and he can take his younger brothers to help do something.

There are only Grandma Xiang and sister-in-law left in the family, but they live in the house next door to Qingshan College, so there is definitely no problem with safety.

The group got on the ox cart and walked to Xiangzhang Village, which was already lively, turning over the ground and starting houses.

The village chief saw Fugui coming back with an ox cart at a glance, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile, he had gone to see the land that their family bought, a whole fifteen acres of land, too big.

"Hello village chief, we're back to get ready for the house, but you have someone to help." Old Man Xiang got out of the ox cart and said directly to the village chief.

The village chief smiled and squinted, helping people build houses has to give silver, which must be a happy event for the villagers who basically have no income.

"Uncle Han Lin, you also know that the labor cost of starting a house is five copper plates a day, and not ten copper plates, you see ......"

"Village chief, my family doesn't include food, you also know that I have a lot of male babies in my family, and Fubao is still young, so three women will definitely not be able to cover it." Old man Xiang is not short of silver now, of course he is not willing to let his family work hard for a few taels of silver.

"Cheng, how big is your house?" The village chief asked.

"It's similar to the one in my house, just one more row." Old Man Xiang thought about the mansion in the county, so he started like this.

"This ......"

The village chief glanced at the old man Xiang as if he was a fool, and set up two rows of houses, one acre of land is enough, and the entire fifteen acres, where is this stimulated.

But looking back, it is estimated that the old man Xiang has no silver, otherwise why would he still build such a simple house and not make a blue brick and tile house.

The village chief began to gather people, and all strong men over fifteen and forty years old who wanted to earn money came to him to sign up.

The lieutenant has also been paying attention to the movements of the Xiang family, knowing that if they want to build a house, bricks and tiles must be indispensable, so he has already greeted the kiln burner, and he can earn a layer of silver from it when the time comes.

Old man Xiang looked at the chief who volunteered to buy all the bricks and tiles, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves, isn't it just a layer of silver.

The village chief began to make arrangements, some of them went to the kiln to carry bricks and tiles, and some of them went to the foot of the mountain to cut down trees.

The purpose of cutting down trees is to use large stumps to cut into cylinders or square pillars and hoop ropes, and let them fall freely after being thrown high, so as to achieve the purpose of tamping.

Tamping is also what we call laying the foundation in modern times, because the bungalows are built, so there is no need to use bricks and tiles, and the villagers know that they have an income of ten copper plates a day, and they are very hard.

Fu Bao was surprised to see the villagers running around, on such a cold day, some people have even run out of sweat, and couldn't help laughing, it turns out that the book says that the cold day will also sweat really.

In the evening, Mr. Xiang was going back, but looking at the bricks and timber all over the ground in his house, he couldn't help but feel a little nerve-wracking.

It's not that he doesn't believe the people in the village, but he can't be too honest, if it's really stolen, then he won't become a big wrongdoer.

Fugui volunteered to stay, the weather has warmed up, and if you make a shack at night, you should be able to get through, but Fubao shook her head, she has a little helper.

She put her arms around Fugui's neck and pointed to the trees on the edge of her field, only to see that the trees were automatic when there was no wind, and if someone stole something, the trees would help.

The old man also saw Fu Bao's movements, and looked at the trees again, and there was a little drum in his heart, although the trees were alive, but the roots were firmly rooted in the ground, how to move.