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Chapter 132 Preparation
"You really want to build a house?" The two walked side by side, with Wang Zhong pushing the bicycle and Shuihua carrying the firewood.

"Since you want to come back, you must have a place to stay. You can't always live in the old party secretary's house!" Wang Zhong said with a smile.

Shui Hua looked at Wang Zhong and said, "It costs a lot of money to build a house!"

"I have saved some money over the years, and it should be enough to build a house."

"No wonder!" Shuihua suddenly said: "A few days ago, Uncle Shui and the villagers said that he would dig earth and press bricks for you. He would eat white flour steamed buns and mutton stewed yams for two meals a day. Everyone said that New Year's Eve The food is not so good!
"Everyone works hard for me, I have to let everyone eat well, right?"

"The folks are all boasting about your generosity before they see you."

"..."

The two chatted all the way into the village, and parted in front of Shuihua's house.

Wang Zhong went straight back to the old branch secretary's house, just in time for the old branch secretary to come back from the field with a hoe on his shoulder.

"There are so many things?" Seeing the pots and pans on the bicycle, the quilt and thermos, and the large military backpack behind Wang Zhong, the old branch secretary hurriedly put down his hoe.

"They are all necessities of life. Since you have decided to stay in Yongquan Village, you will have to buy them sooner or later. It's better to buy them as early as possible."

The old branch secretary nodded, then frowned again: "Aren't these families all there?"

"I'm not going to build a house, I still have to buy it after it's built."

The old branch secretary smiled and didn't say anything else, and helped Wang Zhong move everything into the house first.

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"Brother Wang Chong! Do you really want to build a house?" Ma Debao asked excitedly as he stood in front of the painted homestead and looked at the large earth bricks piled up on the open flat ground.

"Of course it's true." Wang Zhong said with a smile.

Ma Debao said: "It costs a lot of money to build a house!"

"No matter how much money is needed, there is no way, the house has to be built, I can't always sleep at the old party secretary's house!" Wang Zhong said: "A man must have his own home and his own world, and he can't always rely on others.

As he spoke, he looked at Ma Debao, moved closer to his side and lowered his voice, "I'll be able to marry a wife in the future!"

"Brother Wang Chong, you are right!" Ma Debao's eyes flickered when he said these words. I will run out with all my heart, trying to live a better life.

"In the future, I will also build my own house." I added in my heart: I will marry the wheat seedlings back home!

Wang Zhong patted him on the shoulder and said, "You can definitely do it!"

Ma Debao was taken aback by Wang Zhong's words, and looked at Wang Zhong incredulously: "Brother Wang Zhong, are you serious?"

"Of course it's true!" Wang Zhong said, "But you're still young." As he spoke, he looked this kid up and down, and said, "This body's bones haven't grown yet, and its strength isn't enough."

"We men, we must either be knowledgeable, eloquent, and have a lot of beauty in our chest, or we have a strong physique, strong as an ox, and have a craft!"

"What about you now, your physique and strength can still grow, this is the skill!" Wang Zhong said and paused: "What will you do?"

Ma Debao was a little overwhelmed by Wang Zhong's question, and racked his brains to think about it, but even though he was emptying his mind, he couldn't think of any skills he had!
Besides strength, Ma Debao is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old doll, and he is not the kind of person with extraordinary talents. Although he works with his parents all the year round, he doesn't get any meat all year round, and his strength is just like that.

"Your brother Wang Chong is right. You are a coward. You can either learn from your brother and come back from a technical secondary school to make your father and I look good! Or you can learn a craft. This man earns money to support his family. If he doesn't have a craft, then he can only Like your father and me, I can spend my whole life facing the loess and eating with my back to the sky."

"Learn what kind of craft? Is it possible to learn your half-barrel medical skills?" Ma Debao was confused by the two people's glances at me, and suddenly replied angrily.

"You bastard, even your father dares to arrange it!" Ma Huashui's expression changed, he opened his mouth to curse, bent down to take off his shoes, Ma Debao reacted faster, and when Ma Huashui just scolded, he scolded ran away.

"I'll go to the field to help my mother harvest the corn!"

Before the words fell, the person had already run away, leaving only countless dust rolled up.

"Broken! Run fast!" Ma Huashui cursed at Ma Debao's back in a low voice.

"Young man, full of energy!" Wang Zhong said with a smile.

Ma Huashui clapped his hands, brushed off the dust on his hands, and said with a smile on his face, "How about it, are you satisfied with this homestead?"

Wang nodded and said: "Satisfied, such a spacious place is much bigger than that small house in the city!"

The huge paddy field, Wang Zhong looked at the front and back, covering almost an acre of land.

Ma Huashui explained: "Now there is not much land in the village to share with you, so the big guys are discussing, on the homestead, I will give you more! At least you can grow some vegetables in front of and behind the house!"

In the countryside, there is nothing else, that is, there is a lot of land, but Yongquan Village is poor, and the slightly better fields have long been divided up.

"This was decided after the village meeting, and the villagers discussed and decided together!"

"It's just that this location is a little bit off!" Ma Huashui shook his head and said regretfully, the nearest future neighbor to Wang Zhong's house was tens of meters away.

"Thank you, Uncle Huashui!" Wang Zhong guessed that Ma Huashui and the old branch secretary must have contributed to this.

"By the way, when do you plan to start construction, do you want to pick a good day!" Although feudal superstition is not advocated now, no matter what people do, they are still used to looking at the almanac and picking a date, mainly to take a good omen.

"Don't worry about starting the construction." Wang Zhong said, "Uncle Shui, I think these bricks will be almost dry in two days. I plan to take advantage of these two days to build a few small kilns first, and then go to the county Buy some coal from here, burn these bricks, and then bring back some cement and fine sand, so that they can also be more durable.”

"You still want to burn bricks? Do you know how to dig a kiln? Burn bricks?" Ma Shouthui was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wang Zhong in surprise. The houses of every household in Yongquan Village were either adobe brick houses or earth embryo houses. , No family's house is built with burnt bricks.

Burning bricks requires craftsmanship, and digging kilns requires even more craftsmanship.

In the original plot, the one surnamed An married by Shuihua is an example.

He wanted to dig a water cellar to please Shuihua, but he didn't realize that the water cellar was not dug. Instead, he crippled himself, paralyzed his lower limbs, and dragged Shuihua down for the rest of his life.

Brick-fired cave dwellings require more craftsmanship, especially on this high loess slope, with a radius of tens of miles, and no one has heard of this craftsmanship. It is expensive to buy from other counties, and there are only a handful of people with this economic strength. The price is much higher than the adobe brick house.

Wang Zhong said: "I know how to do it, but I haven't actually operated it. You have to do it to know if it works."

Ma Huashui looked at Wang Zhong with complicated eyes: "Coal, cement and fine sand, no matter what, they are not cheap!"

Xihai Guben is a well-known poverty-stricken area in the country. The people in Yongquan Village live on yams all day long, and when they encounter a slightly rotten bag, they have to rely on government relief food to survive.

"Uncle! The money you earn is spent. Besides, the house can be passed on to future generations. Now that I have finished the house, the children and grandchildren will be able to save money in the future!"

Wang Zhong's words touched Ma Huashui's heart: "You little boy, you don't look like a young man in his early twenties..." But in the middle of the sentence, Ma Huashui thought of Wang Zhong's words. The family, then sighed.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the misfortune of the family, the early sacrifice of his grandfather and father, that Wang Zhong looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s at such a young age!

Thinking of this, Ma Huashui looked at Wang Zhong with a different meaning: "As long as you know what you know, uncle won't say much! Other uncles can't help you, but if you need people and strength, we This is what the folks in Yongquan Village need most.”

But Wang Zhong said: "Uncle, all of you have helped to finish the hard work. If you want to build a kiln, I can do it myself. Besides, the corn in the field should be harvested now. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry here. You and my aunt finish the work in the field first. If you don’t dislike it, you can let Debao and Gawa follow me to do it for a while. Let’s explore together. They are young, quick-witted, and Having read books, it is easier to learn things than adults."

Ma Huashui was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Wang Zhong, Debao and Gawa with some surprises, all thirteen or fourteen-year-old dolls, their strength was no match for adults, Wang Zhongzhong took them to burn together Brick, and according to Wang Zhong, it seems that he wants to hand over this craftsmanship to Depot and the others.

"Uncle, I see that Debao has a heart, a thoughtful mind, and a flexible mind. If he can really master the craft of firing bricks, he will have a skill in the future."

Ma Huashui sighed, looked at Wang Zhong, and said in a rather heavy tone: "Wang Zhong, you are also a member of our Yongquan Village, and I will not hide it from you, not only in our Yongquan Village, but also in the nearby village. Kushui Village, and even our entire Xihaigu, in the past ten years, the grain grown in the fields has been decreasing every year! The population of each household is increasing, and these days are not easy!"

"The little food grown in the field will be discontinued within a year, and I have to live on the relief food issued by the government."

"Hey!" As the horse shouted for water, he couldn't help sighing again.

In Ma Huashui's heart, Wang Zhong must be able to burn bricks and kilns, Wang Zhong said that, but he was speaking modestly.

"It's okay to ask Debao and Gawa to help you, but..."

"Uncle!" Ma shouted and said nothing, but Wang Zhong interrupted him: "I can't do the kiln firing alone."

Ma Huashui looked at Wang Zhong who had a smile on his face, but his eyes were firm and open, sighed, and said, "Just know what's in your heart."

"By the way, Uncle, if you are busy digging kilns and firing kilns these days, you will be very busy, and you will be building a house later. You must not have time to cook. It happened that Miss Splash saved me last time, and I haven't had time to repay her. You see How about I ask her to come and cook for us?"

"Why do you ask Shuihua to cook? You can just eat it at my house!"

"Uncle, if I was alone, I would definitely bother you, but this is me asking someone to help with the work, so how can I let you and my aunt spend money?"

"Besides, you and my aunt have to be busy with the field. The corn is harvested, and the corn stalks are cut to get it back. The field must be turned! There is a lot of work to do!"

Seeing Wang Zhong's firm face, Ma Huashui didn't continue to persuade him, knowing that Wang Zhong was right in his heart, "Okay, okay! Then uncle won't be polite to you!"

"Then I will trouble you, Uncle!"

"What's the trouble!"

Immediately afterwards, Ma Huashui led Wang Zhong to find a suitable place to dig a kiln. Fortunately, Wang Zhong's homestead was at the end of the village, next to the mountain, and there was no one behind him. There were many suitable places, and Wang Zhong quickly chose it. good location.

At Li’s house at the head of the village, Shuihua is making lunch in the kitchen, and smoke is rising from the chimney. Noodles are cooking in the pot, and yams are steaming. Shuihua is sitting on a small stool, adding straw and thatch to the stove.

"Is Miss Water Flower at home?" There was a sudden shout from outside the house.

"Who?"

Shui Hua heard that the voice was not very familiar, and walked out of the kitchen doubtfully while responding.

The fence door can be pushed open by raising one's hand, but Wang Zhong still chose to stand outside the fence door, and saw Shuihua coming out of the kitchen next to him. At this time, Shuihua didn't have a turban on his head, maybe because he was at home.

"Shui Hua girl." Wang Zhong greeted with a smile still in his hand.

"It's you!" Shuihua also smiled: "What can I do for you?"

Shuihua walked to the fence door, opened the door from the inside, and invited Wang Zhong to enter the house to drink water.

"Where's Uncle Li?"

"My father is still collecting corn in the field, I'll come back to make lunch." Shui Hua said.

Wang Zhong stopped when he heard the words, instead of continuing to enter the house, he stood in the courtyard, and Shuihua looked at Wang Zhong suspiciously: "Sit in the house?"

"No need!" Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Miss Shuihua, I just came to the village, besides calling Uncle Shui and the old party secretary, I only know you. I want to ask someone to help me with something. There is only Splash Girl."

"what can I do for you?"

Seeing Wang Zhong standing in the courtyard and not entering the house, Shui Hua was a little surprised, but she is a smart person, and instantly thought of the reason why Wang Zhong did not enter the house. Wang Zhong saw that she was the only one in her family, a lonely man and a widow , the two were young, afraid of being seen by others and rumors spread, they didn't continue to persuade them, they went straight into the room and poured a bowl of water for Wang Zhong, and handed it to Wang Zhong.

"Drink your saliva first!"

"Thank you!" Wang Zhong took the bowl with a smile, took a sip, and said, "Shuihua girl..."

"You can just call me Shuihua!" Shuihua said with a smile. For Wang Zhong, who is polite and completely different from the villagers, Shuihua's impression is a little better.

"Okay!" Wang Zhong smiled even more: "Splash!"

"I just came back to the village. I'm planning to build a house recently! I'm still staying at the old party secretary's house. I eat with the old party secretary. It's okay for the past two days, but if the construction starts in a few days, I will definitely invite the village to help. I would like to ask you to help me cook, and I will cook two meals a day, lunch and dinner, and you will eat with us every day, and I will pay you two yuan a day."

"Do you think so?"

"No, no!" Shuihua quickly shook his head: "It's okay to help, but I can't take the wages!"

"Shuihua!" Wang Zhong said, "Listen to me first."

"As for me, I am in a hurry to get the house done, so I must be a bit rushed in time. Recently, there are busy farms. If you help me, it will definitely delay the work in the field. I know you are enthusiastic, but I can't let you suffer, can I? .”

"Two yuan is too much! Just make two meals a day!" Shuihua is not the kind of person who doesn't understand things, Wang Zhong has said so, if she refuses, Wang Zhong will definitely forget it.

"It's more than two meals!" Wang Zhong said: "I have to go to the butcher's to buy some mutton every few days and come back to improve the food for the big guys. This time, there will be a lot of delays."

"How can there be any delay!" Shuihua said indifferently.

"Then one piece a day!" Wang Zhong said, "No less!"

Shui Hua was a little bit dumbfounded, he had only heard of bargaining for less, but never seen someone like Wang Zhong insisting on giving people money.

"Okay then!" Shui Hua reluctantly responded and asked, "Does it start tomorrow?"

"Yes! Tomorrow!" Wang Zhong said, "As long as it's not raining, we'll start from tomorrow! At that time, I have to trouble you to prepare it and send it to us!"

"Okay! No problem, just wrap it on me!" Shuihua replied with a smile.

After making an agreement with Shuihua, Wang Zhong immediately rode his bicycle to the county again, and bought five hundred catties of white flour, one thousand catties of cornmeal, and two hundred catties of fat and thin black beach mutton at the grain store. I bought new claw hoes, shovels and other tools, and put them in the space.

The space that has been raised to eight cubic meters is more than enough to hold these things.

I bought dozens of catties of white flour and twenty catties of mutton and piled them on the back of the bicycle. I found a place that sold coal and cement, and then rode my bicycle back to Yongquan Village.

The white flour and mutton that was dragged back by the bicycle were first sent to Shuihua's house, and then ordered several hundred catties of cornmeal from Shuihua's father, Li Laoshuan, at the market price.

In the early morning of the next day, Ma Debao led his attendants Shui Wang and Ga Wa, and a rather handsome girl doll, carrying a hoe, shovel and cart to the old party secretary's house to look for Wang Zhong.

"Brother Wang Chong, my father told me to come find you!" Ma Debao looked at Wang Zhong with enthusiasm.

Wang Chongtian got up before dawn, and helped the old branch secretary make breakfast, boiled lump soup, "Uncle, I'm leaving first!"

Unexpectedly, the old branch secretary also followed, walked to the west room with his hands behind his back, took out a hoe and a shovel, carried them on his shoulders, walked to the gate of the courtyard, turned his head to look at Wang Zhonggeng and Ma Debao who were still standing in the courtyard stupidly Several half-grown children.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Let's go!"

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Wang Zhong walked up to the old branch secretary helplessly, "Isn't there still work in your field?"

"It's just a little work in the field, there are Shuiwang and his parents! I don't need me!" The old branch secretary waved his hand: "Don't touch it, hurry up while it's still cool!"

Wang Zhong shook his head, and followed helplessly, followed closely by Si Xiao.

But he made up his mind in his heart that he would repay this kind-hearted and simple Northwest old man more in the future.

Wang Zhong's speed was very fast, he was in charge of digging, the old man and a few small helpers transported the soil to the side, seeing Wang Zhong's inhuman speed, even the old branch secretary who had served Tian Di for half his life, he couldn't help feeling: this kid He is born in the year of the Ox, not to mention his strength, his physical endurance far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Each domed earthen kiln of about three or four cubic meters was dug in two days with the close cooperation of everyone!
This is still due to the delay in transporting the soil out.

On the fourth day, Wang Zhong went to the city again, brought back several large rolls of oilcloth, and bought coal for two tractors.

I took the old party secretary and a few younger ones, and spent two days and [-] trips on the cart of the Shuhui family, transporting the coal from two tractors from outside the mountain to Yongquan Village.

When it was time to burn the kiln, the villagers came over curiously to watch.

When the first batch of three-kiln bricks came out of the kiln, the whole Yongquan Village was in a commotion. Unfortunately, only Wang Zhong understood that this batch of bricks looked good, but in fact the quality was really average. The requirements are extremely high, and it has to be exposed to the wind and sun for half a year, and its interior is decomposed and loosened after natural erosion, and then it is manually crushed and sieved.

Then add water to the pure soil to moisten it, knead it repeatedly, and dry the bricks in the shade, and do not expose them to the sun to cause cracks and deformation of the bricks.

After the adobe is completely dry, it can be fired in a kiln.

The process is quite complicated.

But right now Wang Zhong is in a hurry and omitted a lot of steps. Although the bricks look good when fired, the quality is actually the same.

But after listening to Wang Zhong's words.

It took ten days of hard work, and all the 5000 yuan adobe bricks produced by the villagers worked together and were all fired.

During this period, Wang Zhong was not idle, and took a few hours to start making tiles with clay.

Fortunately, it's the wet season, otherwise Wang Zhong really wouldn't be able to do it.

(End of this chapter)