Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 163 New Home
"I only heard that the last time she went to Beicun to deliver a baby, she stayed up all day and all night without closing her eyes. After the baby was born, she didn't have the strength to hold it, so she asked Mrs. Yao to wipe the baby's body and wrap the quilt."

Shu Yingtong sighed, the living conditions of the ancients were poor, they were tired all the year round, and very few lived long.

Aunt Liu is only in her early sixties and looks older than Jing Chao.

Qiuyan is the only adoptive mother who depends on each other. If she is gone, there will be another orphan in this world.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, but this is a bit too sudden.

"Why didn't I hear you mention it before?"

"She's aging, not a disease. It's not easy for me to say such things straight to the point. Isn't this looking for scolding?"

Shu Yingtong lowered her eyes, it seemed that she had to go to the county to prepare things for daily affairs.

The two walked through the new large drying yard and headed north.

The fence has not yet started to be built, except for the houses, a large area has been marked in the middle to build the meeting hall.

It is a two-story building, the first floor is the meeting hall, and the second floor has ten rooms. The warehouse and tool room have been moved there, and several rows of shelves and cabinets have been built in the reference room.

The enclosed house has a back-shaped overall structure. In order not to affect the lighting, Shu Yingtong only built the meeting hall behind the big drying yard, and the completed courtyard behind it belongs to her.

The houses of the rest of the villagers were built on four sides, each house was surrounded by walls, and the front door faced the big drying yard.

Now that each family has moved into their own house, all the grains in the warehouse have been sorted out, and the big pot meal mode is over.

Zhenniang moved a chair and sat on the porch of the East Wing doing needlework. When she saw them coming back, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you back?"

Jing Yunyan responded with a smile and went directly to the West Wing.

Shu Yingtong walked over and peeked into the room, Yuan Bao was sleeping, "Where's Shuan'er?"

"I followed Dongsheng up the mountain to hug the pine needles."

Shu Yingtong twitched the corners of his mouth, and every time he said to hug the firewood, one of the dishes he brought back was burnt. He was very proud when he ate, that the firewood for this meal was contributed by him.

Before the two chatted a few words, a large group of people rushed in noisyly outside, at least forty or fifty.

"We have suffered a loss, we have to re-divide!"

"Yes! I have to talk to the girl today!"

"Why are they picking bricks and we just watch!"

"They're warm until dawn, we're shivering until dawn, what's the matter!"

Shu Yingtong turned her head and glanced at Yuan Bao who was still sleeping in the room, motioned for Zhenniang to enter the room and close the door, and walked towards the door with a downcast face.

The door on the left side of the west wing opened, and Jing Yunyan came out of the room, glanced at them and found that they were all from Beicun, and walked towards them with a slight frown.

"Go out and talk about something!" Shu Yingtong stared sharply at the most excited people walking in the front.

There are both men and women, all of them have plaster on their hands and bodies, and if they don't cover the tiles properly, what's the trouble here!
The villagers immediately calmed down, but their faces were still very angry.

But they didn't dare not listen, and turned around and walked out honestly.

The girl usually doesn't like to laugh, but she seldom gets angry. Once she gets angry, the consequences will be very serious.

Shu Yingtong took the lead to stand on the stone steps at the back door of the meeting hall, and Jing Yunyan walked up silently and leaned against a pillar on the side.

"Whoever speaks first, stand forward."

The villagers below look at me and I look at you, and use each other's eyes to encourage others to go forward.

Everyone's appeal is the same, seeing Shu Yingtong's face is not good, no one wants to suffer from this bad luck.

"Didn't you yell loudly at my house just now?" Shu Yingtong pointed casually, "Say it."

The black and strong man who was named glared at the gloating person next to him, and reluctantly stood up, "I say it!"

Clasping hands together, "Girl, we all live on the second floor. Just now my mother-in-law came to make trouble with me, saying that Nancunwei is doing something with a heated kang. She said that the kang can be kept warm all night long as long as the fire is on, right?"

Shu Yingtong nodded, "There is such a thing."

The wooden floors are not fireproof, and the dormitory is also temporary, and each family can barely live in the room they are allocated. When the time comes, they will still have to rebuild the house.

The black burly man was full of anger, "Then those who live on the first floor have gone to the kiln to pick bricks and cement! We are the ones who live on the second floor to build the roof! They live on the first floor and can burn kang, and we on the second floor Why are you watching?"

As soon as people gathered in the middle, the people around who were building the second floor of their house quickly noticed it. Several team leaders put down their work and rushed over to stand aside and listen quietly.

Shu Yingtong frowned, with a hint of anger on his face, he turned his head and gave the order:
"Nie Kaicheng, Zeng Fusheng, you guys go to each kiln. Tell me, unless there is a note from me or Wei Dafu, you are not allowed to take anything away."

The two went out in response, and Shu Yingtong continued to give orders to the villagers: "Go back and inform each other. You are gathering in the meeting hall. Each family sends one or two representatives, both men and women who have the right to make decisions."

The villagers looked at her back, a little puzzled, talking to each other.

"I didn't understand what the girl said, what are you doing?
"Maybe it's time to redistribute the house?"

"What's the use of that, you won't be allowed to take things from the kiln!"

"Hey~ Mr. Jing, don't rush away. What does the girl mean? Then there is no good for us to come here?"

Jing Yunyan snorted coldly, "Did she owe you anything? How are you, and how much do you have to do with her?" After speaking, he walked away, too lazy to talk nonsense with them.

Chasing after Shu Yingtong who stepped into the gate, he held her hand and walked towards the main room, smiling helplessly.

"You, you are just too kind to them. You dare to make a fuss in front of you. What's so good about being the village chief? You have to worry about their livelihood if you don't have a salary."

He sat her down on the bench, poured a glass of water from the pot and put it in front of her, propped his chin and winked at her, "Why don't you come back to the villa with me, and you will take care of the entire villa. You take care of it, and I will let you take care of it..."

Shu Yingtong picked up the cup and drank it slowly, and replied indifferently, "No. The management of the village can be gradually improved, it only takes a little time."

No matter how bad the village is, life is considered simple.

Isn't the job of grassroots managers like village chiefs to deal with parents' grievances and lead the villagers to win the battle against poverty?
"I knew it~" Jing Yunyan moved a little closer pitifully, "It seems that I can only be a door-to-door uncle..."

"Leave the door alone, it doesn't want to be knocked again in the middle of the night, your people have been coming too frequently recently."

The shopkeepers of the Huichuntang in each city who came to pay their accounts were fine, and they all knew to pick a normal time to come to the door.

Those mountain villa disciples who deliver secret letters are different, no matter what time you are, when you knock on the door, you are always in a hurry.

He didn't leave after delivery, but waited at the door for a reply before leaving.

Jing Yunyan stretched out his fingers to smooth her frown, and smiled apologetically, "It's all my fault, I'm not in the villa, so they had to come here to find me."

"Your master came to Beijing, it's not as simple as going to taste the craftsmanship of the Imperial Dining Room."

"The year will be changed in February next year. There will be no peace during this period. With my master around, at least Wen Yuan will not die unexpectedly."

Shu Yingtong twirled the teacup in her hand, changing the year name, the new emperor was about to ascend the throne.

(End of this chapter)