He Xianxiang's foundation was quickly approved, and the public land manager also came to measure the land area, and the Fang family began to excavate earthwork on their own land after placing samples around the land, and the excavation was manual, He Xianxiang's family did not have so many male laborers, so they had to ask relatives, friends and neighbors to come and help. He Xianxiang led Fang Qiuping to call his daughter and son-in-law to pull red bricks, carry cement, buy wood, carry sandbags, burn lime, pull tiles, pick earthwork, and arrange their own people to do the heavy work that should be done in building a house as much as possible. He Xianxiang himself also grinded tofu, made bean sprouts, made steamed buns, wrapped zongzi, milled rice, fed pigs, chickens and rabbits, and learned the technique of making rice wine by himself. She is a caring person, and she started planting plants that can be used to make koji very early, and she collected many koji seeds. I worked hard and worked day and night to prepare for the construction of a new house. Someone in the neighborhood saw that she hadn't slept much for two days and three nights, so they all came over to persuade her: Auntie, don't take your body seriously, you have to rest more, your body is tired, and you can't get anything. He Xianxiang smiled and said: I know, it doesn't matter, the strength went out, squinted, dozed off, and it came back. Someone persuaded her again: Xianxiang, you have done all the work of the family by yourself, what do people eat, building a house is not your own business, and it is not something that can be completed in a day or two, you have to distribute your physical strength reasonably, it will definitely be unbearable if you go on like this. Someone went to tell Fang Yunqing and criticized him for only looking at the old wine in his bowl: Yunqing, you are too selfish, Xianxiang can't work hard like this for a few years, and his body will collapse, you have to take on more responsibility, don't think that if you take care of the goods, everything else will be Xianxiang's. If a woman works like this, the iron will melt. When Fang Yunqing heard this, he laughed out loud and said, "You don't know that my wife is an idle person, if you don't let her do it, that's what kills her." Don't worry, I'll persuade you more. ”

Fang Yunqing's new house will be on the beam tomorrow, this is the most important step in building a house, as long as the beam is on and the firecrackers go off, the new house is finally at the end of the stage.

He Xianxiang has been too busy these days to go to the place where the new house was built to take a look. She hadn't allowed her to close her eyelids in the past few nights. After dinner, the helpers went back to rest, and the master carpenter also explained clearly what he needed to go to the beam tomorrow, including how much red silk, how many iron nails and iron rings, how many tobacco sugar biscuits, fruit plates, and fruits, how many staffing, etc., He Xianxiang also had to consider how many guests to invite to the banquet at noon tomorrow, how many women to arrange to be kitchen helpers, how many dishes and chopsticks to borrow from neighbors, how many vegetables to buy, how much meat to chop, and how much wine to warm were arranged by himself. The steamed buns also need to be made in advance this evening.

In the evening, everything else has been done one by one, but the work of grinding tofu has not yet been completed. He Xianxiang washed the dishes and chopsticks, first grabbed the soybeans soaked in cold water in her hand and put them on her nose to smell them, and then pinched them between her fingers, she was observing the softness of the soybeans soaking, and only after the soybeans fully absorbed the water can they be put into the grinding disc to refin. She arranged for Fang Qiuping to help her do these tasks together. The son said: Mom, you still arrange for my sister to do this, you can rest well at night, and you will have to make a lot of effort tomorrow. He Xianxiang said, your sister's affairs have been arranged tomorrow, I have already told them to sleep at night, and we are not tired after doing these jobs, let's do it ourselves, and after tomorrow, we will all take care of ourselves.

Fang Qiuping said: Then I'll call my dad over, I'll work with him, you better go and rest, and I'll ask you to get up and make tofu after my dad and I finish grinding the soybean milk.

He Xianxiang shook his head with a smile and said: "Your father is an anxious person, I don't worry that he can grind the tofu pulp well, so that the tofu output made tomorrow is not high, won't this soybean be wasted, and my mother is reluctant to waste it." ”

Mother said to Qiuping again: "Now that Mother has other things to do, you go and sleep for an hour first, and Mother will call you when the time comes." ”

Qiuping said: "Mom, what else do you have to do, don't do it, you tell me, I'll let Lan Lan and Caili do it." He Xianxiang said: "The two of them can't do it without experience, don't ask about this, don't stay here, hurry back and squint for a while, I'm afraid I won't have to sleep next night." ”

Fang Qiuping was pushed out of the kitchen by his mother, so he had to go upstairs to sleep. Wu Lanlan has also been busy all day during the day and has slept soundly.

A rooster crow shattered Fang Qiuping's "sweet dream", Fang Qiuping got up from the bed with a bone, pushed his wife next to him and said, "Lan Lan, what time is it?" Wu Lanlan was sleeping soundly, and turned around and continued to sleep in the direction of the inside, ignoring him. Fang Qiuping had no choice but to get up from the bed, and said to himself: The chickens are crowing, the time must be too late at night, my mother said that I would help her grind soy milk, why didn't she come to call me? He wondered if his mother had started to do it alone, and he didn't want to scream when he slept soundly, which was not right, grinding soy milk had to be done by at least two people, and one person couldn't do it at all. Fang Qiuping walked down from the upstairs, the kitchen light was still on, no sound came out, Qiuping asked on the stairs: "Mom, why don't you call me alone in the kitchen, do you hear it, the chickens have crowed, and the sky is about to light up, is it too late for this job?" ”

There was no response from her mother, and Fang Qiuping found her mother slumped on a bamboo chair with her head tilted to the side. Fang Qiuping walked over and shook his mother's shoulder: "Mom, wake up, why are you asleep here?" His mother fell down with the thrust of Fang Qiuping's hand. Fang Qiuping was anxious: "Mom." What's wrong with you, Mom, wake up. He hugged He Xianxiang and shouted loudly to Wu Lanlan: "Lanlan, come here, mom is almost dead, come over quickly!" ”

Fang Qiuping's voice had already broken through the silence of the long night, hovering in the dark courtyard sky. Many people in the entire courtyard heard Fang Qiuping's voice. Everyone hurriedly climbed out of bed and rushed to Fang Yunqing's house. Fang Yunqing couldn't wake up because he drank too much wine last night, and he couldn't wake up when he was sleeping hard. Everyone hurriedly moved He Xianxiang to bed, and Zhangshu Po slammed her fingers on He Xianxiang's "human acupoint". He Xianxiang finally slowly woke up, and her fragile voice was still worried that her tofu would not be polished. Wu Lanlan and Fang Caili cried next to her, everyone tried to wake up Fang Yunqing and asked him what to do, Fang Qiuping said loudly: "What else can I do, it's important to save my mother first, everyone do a favor and get the stretcher, I'll go and prepare the money." ”

Fang Yunqing kept slapping himself and said: "I'm such a brute, my wife is almost exhausted, and I'm still drunk, I'm not human." ”

At this time, He Xianxiang woke up again, He Xianxiang shook her head and said to her husband in a weak voice: "Yunqing, don't blame yourself, I'm all an old problem, and it has nothing to do with your drinking." Even if I fall, you must hold on, our house still needs you to contribute today, you must listen to me, don't blame yourself for me. ”

Yunqing knelt beside the bed, held his wife's hand firmly and cried: "Xianxiang, Xianxiang, you must hold on, even if I don't build this house, I will cure your illness first." ”

The stretcher has been made, and everyone will carry He Xianxiang onto the stretcher together. The neighbors all volunteered to stand up, lift the stretcher and rush towards the hospital.

Adjacent to the ward was an empty hallway, at the end of which several family members were talking in whispers. Everyone's expressions were very melancholy, He Xianxiang had been transferred from the county-level hospital to the provincial third-class hospital for three days. Today, Dr. Ma, the chief doctor of the ward, also called the family to talk, and the hospital has issued a critical illness notice to the family. Director Ma clearly told the family that He Xianxiang's time has entered the countdown. Fang Qiuping asked the doctor how much time his mother had left. Director Ma said to him: Your mother's treatment is meaningless and ineffective. You take her back and try to make her live happily, she can eat whatever she wants, you can satisfy her as much as you want, and tomorrow you go through the discharge procedures and carry your mother back.

He Xianxiang's condition is deteriorating dramatically. Her mind began to blur, and sometimes people fell into a coma all day, and they couldn't even pour rice soup into it. The daughter had to feed her some warm water, but the water flowed out of the corners of her mouth again. The eldest daughter and the second daughter have been lingering in the surrounding famous mountains and major temples for many days, begging for gods and Buddhas, asking for the elixir of each temple to be sent to the Fang family, but unfortunately He Xianxiang has never made any improvement after taking it. She was still asleep all day, and He Xianxiang had woken up before, hoping that she could take a look at the new house she had handled. So everyone lifted her out of bed and put her on a stretcher to see the new house. It's a pity that on the road, He Xianxiang passed out again. They carried her to the front of the new house, but He Xianxiang was still unconscious, and she was carried back to the courtyard house without seeing her new house for the last time. The daughters suggested that their father invite the witch Shenhan to come over to do the repatriation dojo, and Fang Yunqing invited the witches and gods to come over to save the scene, which also cost a lot of money. However, He Xianxiang's condition still did not improve. The eldest daughter contacted a monk from a temple called 'Guangming Temple' to do a confession, saying that the Bodhisattva there was very spiritual, so He Xianxiang embarked on the road of 'God Blessing' for the first time.

He Xianxiang finally survived twelve days in Guangming Temple, and finally returned to the west at the age of sixty-five.