Two days later, the three Jiang brothers returned from hunting in Nanshan, and their baskets were full of pheasants and hares.

Jiang Saburo also carried a fat roe deer on his shoulder, attracting all the villagers to come and watch.

At this time, a thin man timidly walked up to Jiang Sanlang and asked in a low voice: "Sanlang, do you still want to play furniture?" ”

Jiang Sanlang saw that it was his own little Wang Ke, and suddenly remembered that the day before yesterday, Sun Li was taking someone to his house to collect taxes and grain, and nodded subconsciously: "I want it." ”

Wang Ke looked happy and asked cautiously: "San Lang, look at me... I can also carpenter the craft, your doors and windows are still made by me, or can I help your family make furniture? ”

Jiang Saburo pondered for a moment and nodded: "Yes." ”

Anyway, they have to build furniture, and the timber has been bought and piled up in the new brick house.

Wang Ke was so happy that he almost didn't kneel down for Jiang Saburo.

"Then I'll start work tomorrow, okay?"

Jiang Saburo patted Wang Ke's shoulder and smiled: "Okay, but the salary I give is not high." ”

Inviting a carpenter to go to the house to make furniture is bound to provide him with two meals a day, so Wang Ke's mind does not need to be guessed, and Jiang Saburo also knows.

However, he also had the heart to help this little man, so he responded quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Ke waved his hand again and again, scratching his head embarrassedly, "You can just look at the salary." ”

Early the next morning, Wang Ke went to Nanshan with the carpenter's box, and also took his two sons as helpers.

The eldest son, Wang Dashan, is thirteen this year, and he is as dark and thin as him, and he can measure wood planing. The second son, Wang Xiaoshui, is nine years old this year, and he can run errands and deliver things to his father, and he can also polish and polish.

Jiang Sanlang didn't say anything, and told Wang Ke what furniture he needed and what size.

"The stove room should have a cupboard, a grain cabinet, a small dining table, six benches, well, and a pair of buckets."

"The hall needs an offering table, a large square table, four chairs, and six high stools."

"There is a dresser, two suitcases, a hanger, and a wooden bed in the east room."

"Westinghouse wants a wooden bed, a desk, two chairs, two suitcases, a bookshelf, and a dresser."

"That's all for now." After Jiang Sanlang finished speaking in one breath, he saw Wang Ke holding a piece of paper and drawing.

Sticking his head out, good fellow, he drew everything he said on paper with charcoal.

Wang Ke pointed to the floor plans of each room on the paper and said, "I have painted all the furniture in each room, can you take a look?" ”

Jiang Saburo wiped his chin and nodded: "Yes, that's it, just take care of the size." ”

Wang Ke smiled and said, "San Lang rest assured, you will be satisfied." ”

These furniture are enough for him to fight from winter to spring, and the food rations for himself and his two sons can also be solved. When the spring begins, San Lang will pay him another salary, no matter how much, his family will survive, alas.

Since then, Wang Ke has taken his two sons to live in a new house in Nanshan, working hard every day to make every piece of furniture exquisite and smooth.

Jiang Cheng and Jiang Quan have companionship now, in addition to cooking two meals a day, the rest of the time they take Wang Xiaoshui to catch birds and rabbits in Nanshan, and give tooth sacrifices to a few people.

Sometimes Jiang Saburo will also go around and bring them some food and vegetables.

On this day, Sakura Bao rode Yoyo and went to Nanshan with his father.

Nanshan seems to be not far away, but the path up is winding, and it is more than two or three miles to walk.

After crossing a small stream, I finally went up the mountain.

It's not a mountain, it's just a high slope.

There are clumps of wild bamboo forests on the slopes, and there are also patches of fields.

Due to the poor soil quality of the fields, wheat cannot be grown, so the villagers can only go to this kind of millet grain, which has been harvested at this time, leaving only the land covered with ice and snow.

The house of the three brothers of the Jiang family was built in their own Yongye field, which covered a wide area, and was surrounded by the inferior fields they bought.

Sakura Po counted the fruit tree saplings in the cave house while sitting on Yoyo's back and looking around.

Three large brick houses built side by side, the courtyard wall is more than one person high, and the courtyard wall is also covered with green tiles, which is neat and beautiful.

The yard is huge, more than three times larger than before, and it is almost possible to run horses in it.

Under the front eaves of the three main houses are five-foot-wide wood-pillared verandahs, and two stove rooms with earthen walls and tiled roofs are built on the front side of the main house.

On the west side of the courtyard, a chicken shed and a deer shed were built, and there was a long bamboo shed, which occupied almost the entire west courtyard wall.

Jiang Quan probed from the stove room, and saw the third uncle and the little cousin riding the deer at a glance, and immediately ran out.

"Third uncle, why did you bring Yingbao?"

Jiang Saburo carried a load of grain and vegetables into the stove room and said, "Bring your cousin over to see the new home." ”

Ying Bao glanced at the second cousin: "I'll see if you're lazy." ”

Jiang Quan laughed, hugged his little cousin off the back of the deer, and led her into the house. "It's a coincidence that you're here today, my eldest brother and I just caught a hare in a saucepan."

The hall was full of sawdust, and a thin black man was sitting on the ground and scribbling wood, while two small teenagers were helping to clean up the planed wood.

Sakura recognized this person at a glance as the man who had died on the mountain in his previous life.

It seems that the father gave the man carpentry work, so he did not go up the mountain to cut wood on a snowy day, nor did he die in the mountain.

Sakura's mood suddenly brightened, and she ran around the two rooms.

The rooms are spacious, the windows are large, and the carved sash windows can be pushed outwards to let in the winter sun.

There is a kang by the window, and it is more than enough to put a small bed and a table in the rest of the place.

Jiang Sanlang also followed and looked around: "Bao'er, you will still live in the Westinghouse in the future, and when your brother grows up, Daddy will rebuild a house for them to live in." ”

"Hmm." Sakura touched the new kang happily, looked at the desk and dresser that had been built, and smiled.

She is going to live in a new house, and when the time comes, she will plant all kinds of fruit trees in front of and behind the house, all year round, and she can pick whatever she wants, and if she can't finish eating, she can transport it to the town to sell.

She also had to plant a lot of cotton in the surrounding fields, and put light cotton wool in the cotton jackets of everyone in the family, and the bedding should also use this cotton, which is warm and not poking.

"Sakura, the second brother will take you to cover the bird." Jiang Quan stood outside the window, carrying a bamboo plaque in one hand and a bundle of fine hemp rope in the other.

"I'm going to see Shuibo." Sakura didn't want to hunt birds, so she had to investigate the surrounding environment and plan a planting site for her fruit trees and cotton.

"What kind of bird, it's going to be dinner right away." Brother Jiang Chengdao in the lobby.

It's already noon, and Jiang Cheng has already steamed several drawers of steamed buns, just waiting for the rabbit meat in the pot to be cooked.

"Eat, eat, eat." As soon as Jiang Quan heard that he was going to eat, he immediately threw away the bamboo plaque in his hand and went to the stove room to set the table.

Today, Jiang Saburo not only brought rice grain, but also brought a few kohlrabi and a can of pickled cabbage for his nephews and Wang Ke and his son to eat.

There are no fresh vegetables in the winter, and most of the farmers eat pickles.

Jiang Cheng filled a bowl with shredded kohlrabi, cut some pickled cabbage, and brought a pot of boiled rabbit meat from the pot to the table.

There is also a basket of steamed black flour steamed buns, which are larger than an adult's fist, and they are divided into three or four for one person.

Because Jiang Saburo was present today, Wang Ke and his two sons were a little restrained sitting at the table, and they were embarrassed to stretch out their chopsticks to pick up vegetables.

Jiang Saburo didn't say much, just asked them to eat more and eat more, so as not to delay their work.