Chapter 219

Where Ji Jianyun will let him do it? This small body can't stand it.

But after all, I couldn't bear it, so I said, "at noon, my family packed a meal of steamed bread and braised meat. I'll deliver it from the mountain. If you need help, you can help deliver the food. There's no salary, but I'll give you five big white steamed bread and a bowl of braised meat as a reward."

"Good!" The monsoon nodded.

When Sudan came out, she saw him and said with a smile, "it's the monsoon."

"Auntie!" When you see her, you shout.

"Wait. I made some chicken cakes. You guys will try them." Sudan red road.

"No, aunt, just keep it for them." Monsoon smell speech, even busy road.

But Su Danhong has already gone in, and the monsoon is about to leave. Ji Jianyun said, "your aunt told you to take it back to eat. Don't be lazy when you work tomorrow."

"That can't!" he said

Sudan filled five chicken cakes with oil paper for him to take back.

Monsoon face embarrassed: "Auntie, how did you give me so much."

"Just a few chicken cakes, not enough for your uncle." Su Danhong said, "go back."

"Well." Monsoon took the oil paper and went back.

"Milk, you see, chicken cake." He took it home and showed it to him.

"Where did it come from?" He took a look and said.

"Aunt Dan Hong gave it to me." Said the monsoon.

"Your aunt has a good temper, and you can't always walk around in front of her." He frowned at the words.

In the village, not only she and her grandson are old and small, but also there are several other families. No matter who they are, they are all taken care of by Ji Jianyun.

Every new year's day, Ji Jianyun will send a basket of things. For example, last year, he gave each family 50 Jin of rice noodles, and then some meat and eggs.

Other people in the village accepted it, so did she.

For example, this year's festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, the Mid Autumn Festival and so on, he will also give them a few family things, or some eggs, or some rice noodles, not a lot, but in the end can make their life easier.

Ji Jianyun was able to do so naturally with the consent of her family, and Su Danhong's reputation is also well-known in the village. She has given her grandson food before.

Last time, she asked her grandson to bring back half a basket of cherries, and her family could occasionally eat strawberries.

Of course, it's also because the monsoon goes up the mountain to help during the fruit season.

Monsoon explained some, monsoon milk this just nodded, did not say anything.

"If you want to make big white steamed bread, I'll go up to the mountain to help you tomorrow? Go and tell Uncle Jianyun that milk is free. " Ji fengnai said.

"Yes Monsoon nodded and ran to ask.

"Go back and tell you that if you want a worker who doesn't need money, I'll ask her to go to the mountain tomorrow to help and make breakfast on the mountain." Ji Jianyun said with a smile.

The monsoon went back with a grin.

"In two or three years, the monsoon will be an adult." Said Su Danhong.

She read it almost all the way. After three years, she didn't read it. She couldn't help it. Her family was too poor. They couldn't even solve the problem of food and clothing. How could they afford to study?

But it's better now, because there's work for the monsoon.

During the strawberry season, the monsoon will go up to the mountain to help pick strawberries. Because they are young and flexible, and although they are poor, they are well bred and never steal strawberries.

So he hired him to pick strawberries, and gave him nine yuan a month.

Of course, nine yuan is not much, but for such a small child, it's a lot, especially when there are only their grandparents and grandchildren at home. Five yuan a month is enough.

After the strawberry season, it's the watermelon season, and then it's the orchard. Monsoon is smart and can work, so he was the only hired half boy. He was only 11 or 12 years old, but because of malnutrition, he was still a small bean. In a flash, he was 14 years old and grew a lot.

This year's settlement of short-term work is still made by Sudan red. In this fruit season, the money has been settled twice, 20 yuan in one time, and a little more in the next, almost 26 yuan.

It was just finished a few days ago. Today, as soon as the monsoon heard that there was a need for people in the reservoir, it wanted to find a job. It's really a busy person who knows how to make a living.

"If you can eat enough, next year will be almost the same. Next year will be 15." But Ji Jianyun said.

Fifteen is half a year old. In the old feudal times, it was not too old to get married at fifteen.

"How long will it take to build this reservoir?" Asked Sudan.

"About a month." Ji Jianyun said.

It's also because he has enough people. Otherwise, how can he be so fast.

"Let them go to the mountains for breakfast and lunch, and let them make their own in the evening." Sudan red road."Tell mom when mom comes down." Ji Jianyun is on his way.

Naturally, the stepmother needs to call in people to help her. Her son has called in more than 20 strong men. Is that a joke? She can't do it alone.

Su Danhong said: "Ji fengnai said to help. She doesn't need any money. Mom, you can make breakfast and lunch for her grandparents and grandchildren."

"OK, I'll come over and tell her later that she was also a good worker." Said the stepmother.

For others, let the stepmother find them by herself. The stepmother finds two young girls, Li Cuihua and Wang Honghua. She also recruits an old sister, monsoon milk and monsoon milk. Although the number of people is not enough, it's almost the same. After all, except for monsoon milk and monsoon grandparents, all the others are paid.

And those who need to pay for it don't pay for it. But after the stewed pork is ready, the second mother will ask every family to take half a bowl of soup back to pour the rice. The third mother also made it clear that monsoon milk and monsoon came to help, but they didn't get the pay. So she managed the rice here, and everyone naturally had no opinion.

"Stinky boy, that's about it." After eating two steamed buns, monsoon milk knocked him for the third.

Seeing this, the seasonal mother laughed and gave him another one. She said, "if Xiaofeng wants to eat, let him eat. Now it's not the past. Don't worry about so much. Besides, he's growing up now. How can he grow up if you don't let him eat more?" Then he scooped out a few pieces of fat and thin pork: "Xiaofeng, you eat more."

"Thank you, Auntie!" Monsoon is not polite, fishing for meat, eating white steamed bread, eating with relish.

"Son of a bitch." Monsoon milk glared at him: "do this job which is worth so eating?"

"I give them eight yuan a month. Eight yuan is not enough for you two to have breakfast and lunch?" Ji Mu Road, monsoon milk help pinch steamed bread steamed bread, monsoon is responsible for burning move firewood, live a lot.

After eating Xiaofeng, you will go down and call uncle Jianyun to come up. Today, on the first day of work, you will give them a good stewed pork, but it won't be so good in the future