Chapter 363

The three long-term workers cried, but they still cried together. The movement was not small, which made the villagers of Qili Village look at it.

Zhou Dalang saw his younger brothers and sisters all around there. For fear that they would bully people, he hurried forward, lowered his voice and asked Thursday Lang, "did you bully people?"

Zhou sirang: "... We are clearly helping them, OK?"! How can people like us bully people? "

Bai Shanbao was so disgusted that he said, "OK, don't cry. Isn't it your daughter-in-law? You work hard. When we make a lot of money in the autumn harvest next year, we will give you a big red envelope, and then we can marry a daughter-in-law. "

The three are still depressed. They don't think they can marry their daughter-in-law with a big red envelope. The most important thing is that they don't think the three little masters can make a lot of money.

Master Bai gives such a piece of land to three children. If he doesn't lose money next year, he will burn Gaoxiang.

Man Bao said, "you want to be clean. Haven't we decided to build a mud house here? The house will be given to you later. "

The three are in better spirits.

Bai Erlang wants to give the floor again. On Friday, Lang covers his mouth with his eyes and hands. He's really a stupid fat man. Is this a gift?

Man Bao planned for them, "you save all your monthly money. When the agriculture is slack, you will carry a hoe and find an uninhabited land to open up wasteland. The land will be yours for a few years. At that time, you will have land, a house and money. Will you still be unable to marry a daughter-in-law? "

Bai Shanbao nodded, "be a man with ambition."

The three long-term workers were full of hope and felt that man Bao had given them a good plan.

Man Bao saw that they were persuaded and said, "let's start with the simplest. In the evening, you wash your hair, face, hands and feet carefully, and then change into clean clothes..."

When they were arranged, man Bao breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Shanbao looked at her incomprehensibly, "why do you bother so much?"

"They are our people. We have to take care of them."

Bai Shanbao thought of his grandmother's advice before he went out this morning. He didn't say anything more.

Bai Erlang finally broke away from Wu Erlang and said angrily, "why don't you let me talk?"

"I'm doing it for you so that you won't be beaten by your father when you go back at night."

Bai Shanbao immediately shifted his attention and couldn't help saying, "there are so many people in the world who can't marry a daughter-in-law. Do you give land and houses to each one?"

"Of course it's impossible," Bai Erlang said angrily. "Others are not our long-term workers. Why should I give him land and house?"

On Friday, Lang was thoughtful when he heard the speech. "Do you still have to work long now? What do you think of me? I'm also very agile. "

Man Bao immediately said, "my sixth brother is also good. He didn't marry a daughter-in-law."

Bai Erlang:

Bai Shanbao couldn't help laughing and was so happy.

Because man Bao said he would give them the built mud house, the three long-term workers came up with a red face after discussion, and whispered whether they could build the three mud houses separately. In the future, if they really marry a daughter-in-law, they can't live together.

Man Bao thinks it makes sense. With a wave of his small hand, he agrees.

Bai Chuang tou glanced at Bai Shanbao and saw that he had no opinion, so he went down to arrange.

Rural people love to build houses in winter. There are many people because of the slack farming, and they work very fast.

Choose a fairly flat place, clean up those miscellaneous trees and weeds, and then dig the foundation. It only takes three or five days to build a mud house.

Because there are so many rocks at the foot of this barren mountain on Thursday, the three mud houses are quite a distance away from each other.

There's no way. We built a chicken shed before. There are fences around the fairly flat area.

They don't really want to live with chickens, so they choose a place outside the fence.

After the house is built, bake it with a torch to remove the moisture and move in. At the same time, the land to grow fruit trees on the mountain has been cleared.

Xiao Qian also helped fix the chicken shed and fence, and Zhou Erlang kindly provided them with a trough for feeding chickens.

In addition, there is a sink that can feed water to chickens and various tools that can clean chicken houses.

In Zhou Erlang's opinion, these tools can be done easily, so it's no trouble, but in Bai Zhuangtou's opinion, these can save him a lot of effort and money.

Last week, Dalang occasionally instructed him on the farming hours in Qili Village, which made baizhuangtou feel better about the old Zhou family.

Liu was relieved when he saw the three children again. He found that they hadn't gone to the field for several days, but only asked about the things in the field.

She couldn't help asking Daji, "what are they doing recently?"

"Exam." Daji reminded, "the school is about to have a holiday."

Liu was surprised that the Chinese new year was coming, "how did you learn, young master?"

"It should be pretty good. I think Mr. Zhuang looks very good."

Liu's heart was relieved.

But at this time, Mr. Zhuang's face is not good. Today, many parents and guests are welcome in his small courtyard.

Man Bao crowded outside the door with a large group of classmates and secretly looked into the yard.

Someone whispered, "it's your father..."

"Guan San, your grandpa is here too."

"Even the chief is here. It seems that we really can't read."

"Guan San, is your family short of money?"

Guan San didn't speak. He was tall and old. Unlike man Bao, they were lying at the bottom. He was lying at the top.

When Mr. Zhuang saw that a group of parents didn't speak and their eyes floated back from time to time, he knew what they were worried about.

Mr. Zhuang coughed softly and said in a high voice, "don't go back to school soon. Do you want me to punish you for writing big characters?"

A group of teenagers and children scattered in an instant. They ran back to the classroom, but they couldn't calm down.

Zhou Bin, the son of the village head, got up first and asked Guan San, who was his age, "your grandfather has come, and he won't let you read?"

Guan San said sadly, "my grandfather said he had found me a job in the city and asked me to work in the city."

"What job?"

"Apprentice to the cashier."

Many students envied, "then don't you want to be an accountant in the future?"

Guan San said dully, "I don't want to be an accountant. I want to be a secretary in the county government."

Zhou Bin envied: "it's good that you can find an apprentice in the accounting room now. Originally, my grandfather asked me to be an apprentice. As a result, if you ask again after autumn, people won't accept it. They said that the business is bad this year and the owner doesn't want to raise more people."

"We should have studied for another two years, but we're going out now." Crowded together to discuss are teenagers about the same age as Zhou Bin.

But there were also many children as old as Bai Shanbao. They were even more lost and almost cried, "you have read more books than us for a few years before we finished reading the Analects of Confucius."

The rest of Bai Erlang, Bai Shanbao and man Bao looked at the people with a confused face. They found it wrong when they came to school this morning. Until now, they don't know what happened. Why did one night pass, and the students have to leave for school.