Although he knew that these people were so grateful to him because of those life-saving grains, Fang Qingying knew in his heart that those grains were all from Qingwa Village.

Zhou Fuzheng and these people all thought that it was their own blessing, but they didn't know that Qingwa Village had planted too many good roots for her Fang Qingying.

After looking around, Fang Qingying asked Xie Yuru beside him: "Aunt Yuru, there are a lot fewer people in our village?" ”

There are dozens of families in a small village, but these people are all in front of them, and they seem to be no more than a hundred people.

Xie Yuru sighed: "Flee and go, the rest of us have nowhere to go, and they are reluctant to go to those fields under the mountain, there are only more than 20 families in total, Uncle Yang has gone to the Yamen of Luwu County several times in the past few days, and he has not gotten a grain of grain, alas." ”

Yang Manho's father is called Yang Jin, he is highly respected in the village, he has always been the head of the village in his fifties, in order to let the villagers plant the fields, he has suffered a lot, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother to go to the yamen to be a grandson, but the yamen ignored him at all, and the old man came back and fell ill in a hurry.

At this time, Yang Manchu came to this flat land with his father on his back, and Fang Qingying hurriedly moved the stool for the old man to sit on.

Yang Jin said in a loud voice: "Ah Ma, your grain saved the lives of the whole village, this kindness is too great." ”

"Grandpa Yang, don't say that, the big guys all earn food based on their ability, besides, we are the people of the village, can we still fly?" Fang Qingying took the straw mat and put it on the ground and sat down: "Besides, I came back this time to discuss with the big guys about returning to the village. ”

When Yang Jin heard this, he sighed: "Ah Ying, our poor people have suffered such a disaster, who can still build a house, and the houses in the village are so rotten that they can't live in it." ”

"Grandpa Yang, I have an idea, you and the big guy listen to it, if you think it's okay, let's do it, if you don't think it's okay, it's nothing, I don't force it." Fang Qingying said.

Whether it is Yang Jin or the people of the mountain village, they can survive but the three brothers and sisters of the Fang family, at this time, not to mention Fang Qingying's low-profile discussion, it is a little tougher, and they are all going on, if they have kindness, they will not repay others, they are poor or poor, but their conscience is still there.

The big guy urged Fang Qingying to say, and Yang Jin also said: "The three children in your family are all very capable, let's talk about it, the big guys are willing to follow you." ”

Fang Qingying took a wooden stick from the spot, and asked Yang Jin while drawing: "Grandpa Yang, how many families do we have now?" How many people are there? ”

"Twenty-three households, one hundred and nine people." Yang Jin said: "Our village is full of small families. Yang Jin said.

Fang Qingying asked again: "How much does our village grow?" ”

Yang Jinfu looked at Fang Qingying with a heartfelt heart, and suddenly his spirit was much better, and he said: "Ninety-eight zhang from east to west, more than twenty zhang from north to south, every household will have a vegetable garden in front of and behind the house, and it is also convenient to raise chickens, ducks, geese and dogs." ”

Fang Qingying calculated beside him and said, "Grandpa Yang, discuss with everyone, is it okay to divide the place of residence according to one family?" I have my own selfish intentions, and I want to buy a place in the village and build a house. ”

"Agreed!" No one waited for Yang Jin to ask, and immediately shouted, and everyone immediately agreed.

Fang Qingying smiled: "Everyone lifts up the Fang family, the Fang family will definitely not take advantage, if you look at me dividing it like this, are you willing to do it." ”

No one objected.

Fang Qingying raised his voice and said: "The government yamen is the people's house, one household covers an area of six zhang long and five zhang wide, we ordinary people can't be troubled by others in this place, if it is exceeded, the yamen will collect money." ”

Everyone nodded, and everyone knew about it.

"Uncle Jiang, you are an expert, help the big guy calculate how big the dishes can be built according to this size." Fang Qingying called the ginger carpenter.

Jiang carpenter scratched his head, sketched for a moment before saying: "Build a house depends on how big the lord's house wants to build, the people have to build a house according to their own population, a house is nine feet nine inches long, eight feet eight inches wide, our ordinary people are not allowed to exceed six zhang of the house, but the depth can be more than a head, two wings on both sides, the north and south vegetable gardens and some small livestock places are sufficient, the main house can open the back door on both sides, the main house is on one side, you can also build a small ear room." ”

"Who can build a house like this?" The people shook their heads, not to mention the disaster, that is, when there was no disaster, most of the villages were thatched houses, what is the importance of thatched houses? If you can shelter from the wind and rain, you will be content.

Fang Qingying asked Carpenter Jiang: "Uncle Jiang, what is the best pattern of our Zhuangzi?" ”

"There are few people, and two rows of houses and one road are the most suitable." Carpenter Jiang said.

Fang Qingying calculated: "In this way, we still have a lot of places left, do we have to hand it back to the government?" ”

"At this time, the yamen can't take care of it, I'm afraid I'm going to take it back, our houses have been washed away by the flood, and there are booklets in the yamen of the house deed earlier, but unfortunately there are fewer and fewer people in the village in recent years." Carpenter Jiang said.

Yang Jin took the words: "Don't give it!" The descendants in our village have to marry a daughter-in-law when they grow up, and the house of the daughter-in-law is not enough to live in and have a place to build a house, and the yamen has to be an ownerless thing if he wants it, and if he has a master, even if it is vacant land, he can't take it away! ”

"Grandpa Yang, if I pay for it, will it work?" Fang Qingying asked.

Yang Jin was stunned, and then laughed: "Silly boy, the place where we live is given by the imperial court, no money, if the vacant land is empty, it is also a homestead in the village, no money, others give money, our people in the village don't sell it, Ah Ying can use it if you want to, you are our own child." ”

Fang Qingying hurriedly said: "Grandpa Yang, I don't want to send money to the yamen, but to buy it from the neighbors in our village." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Fang Qingying said: "Uncle Jiang just said, two rows of houses and one street are the most suitable, the width of the street is one zhang and five feet is enough, and the houses are two rows of ten zhang, which is enough for twelve zhang, our village has a little more than twenty zhang, and the rest is enough for a row of houses and a street, and the drainage canals of the two streets are enough." ”

Everyone nodded.

"Let's talk about the division of things and things, since the government yamen stipulates that it is a six-zhang homestead for a family, no matter how many people in our village are, it is calculated in this way, if there are six feet of dripping eaves in the middle of two households, and a row of twelve households, it is enough to leave seven zhang of dripping eaves on both sides, and we can also leave a one-zhang wide road and drainage canal in the middle of eighty-one zhang, so we are not afraid of floods?" Fang Qingying said.

The last sentence was to the point, everyone's hearts were poked, and then carefully pondered Fang Qingying's words, who could still sit still? They all stood up and began to talk about it.

Yang Jin coughed violently excitedly, Yang Manchu hurriedly patted his father on the back, this breath came up, Yang Jin said loudly: "Yes! The extra housing base will be kept for the descendants in our village, Ah Ma, your method is really good! Tell me what place you want to choose and how big of a place do you want to use? There's nothing the big guys disagree with! ”