shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Wen Zhuqing had never learned carpentry, but the work was quite smooth. After a few planings, he was on the right track.

Xu Yourong opened the door and came out. When she saw the scene of the two working together, she felt weird. She frowned and didn't understand the point.

Seeing Xu Yourong standing in front of him blankly, Wen Zhuqing quickly put down the plane and smiled. Seeing that her expression was calm, Wen Zhuqing started digging again.

The weird thing was that Jiang Zhimiao refused to let anyone help him, but now he made an exception and asked Wen Zhuqing to help. Xu Yourong thought for a while and thought it was because the construction deadline was approaching, or the relationship between the two children had grown by leaps and bounds.

She suppressed the raised corners of her mouth, hummed a tune, and went to the kitchen to work in a good mood.

Seeing her brisk steps and humming again, Jiang Zhimiao paused. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of anything interesting, so he had to start digging wood again.

Although Wen Zhuqing is just a layman, it has to be said that with his help, the process went much faster, dinner was just right, and the last set of tables and chairs were completed.

What Jiang Zhimiao handed to Wen Zhuqing were just some chair backs. She had almost finished planning the big pieces before he came, and the rest was just some installation and splicing work.

It's not that I don't trust him, it's just that he is just a layman after all. He doesn't know how to do it, so he can just plan some wood. If he really wants to achieve a perfect splicing, she still has to take action.

The styles and colors of tables and chairs cannot be innovative, so Jiang Zhimiao strives to make the best of ordinary styles.

Regardless of other people's homes, she put a lot of thought into making it, and she also wanted to leave a good memory for the three little ones. When she thinks about it in the future, she will still remember the tables and chairs she used to go to school when she was a child.

There was no sound of oil smoke in the kitchen. Jiang Zhimiao thought it was almost time and left Wen Zhuqing to eat. She stopped what she was doing and said with a smile: "You have contributed a lot today, so just stay and eat together." .”

Wen Zhuqing wanted to stay in his heart, but he had already stayed many times in the past few days. If he stayed again, it would be bad.

Although the Jiang family is not so poor that they can't open the pot, once or twice is okay, three or four times or even more. Even if the owner doesn't object, he can't do it. The behavior of freeloading, let alone others, is unacceptable to him. Look down on it.

Of course, although the two families would send some food and snacks back and forth, he felt a little uncomfortable when he kept them like this, not to mention that he had not done much good. Just some scraps.

"I still won't stay to eat. When I came here, I told my family that I would go back to eat. It's almost time now. I'm afraid that the food at home is ready, so I won't stay. Even if I go back to eat, Same thing." After Wen Zhuqing said that, he left.

As if he was afraid that Jiang Zhimiao would force him to stay, he walked out quickly and returned home without looking back.

Jiang Zhimiao still wanted to force him to stay, but when he saw that he was leaving so fast, leaving no room for him to stay, he opened his mouth and swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.

I don't know if I thought there was a ghost behind him. He was walking too fast with his small steps. Jiang Zhimiao sighed helplessly. After piecing together the table and chairs, he cleaned his hands and went straight in. The kitchen.

Wen Zhuqing hurried out of the yard, and when he got home, he realized that there was no food left for him.

These days, people go out early and come back late to attend to school affairs. Anyone who contributes has nothing to do with home. Therefore, Wu Changsheng suggested that each of the working families contribute some food and his mother-in-law cook it together. Send it over.

In this way, not only will you save time, but you will also be able to work more efficiently.The renovation was completed before the scheduled construction period. Wen's mother did not expect that, so she naturally did not leave any food for Wen Zhuqing.

After Mother Wen washed the dishes and chopsticks, she stayed for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why are you back at this time? Have you eaten?"

It was a sparse and ordinary greeting, but Wen Zhuqing actually nodded. She was stunned for a moment, so she had to speed up, wash the pot, and light the fire again.

That's weird. Normally there would be leftovers at home, and I would always keep them to heat up the next day before eating them. But tonight, by chance, I ate them all. It's really weird. .

Seeing that he was dusty and dusty, and his sleeves were full of sawdust. As he waited for the water to boil, Mother Wen immediately had a plan in her mind.

Naturally, it’s too late to make fresh noodles. If you want to eat them quickly, noodles are the fastest way to eat them. Fortunately, the dry noodles at home haven’t been finished yet. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’d have to be hungry for another half an hour before I can eat them. .

Wen Zhuqing's face was red from the cold and her lips were a little purple because she had been waiting outdoors for a long time. After seeing Wen's mother's appraising eyes, she followed her gaze downwards and discovered that there was something on the hem of her clothes. Lots of sawdust.

He was stunned, quickly brushed off the sawdust on his body, and explained: "I"

Before she could finish her words, Mother Wen interrupted her. She waved her hand, gave him a thoughtful look, and said, "I know, no need to say more."

Wen Zhuqing didn't even know what she knew. She was smiling so happily that it made him feel very nervous. It took him a long time to steady his hands and feet.

"By the way, Mom, what do you and Dad plan for the few acres of land we have? When I turn fifteen, I will go to school to teach. From now on, I am afraid that I will only be able to help the family with some farm work during my days off."

Mother Wen smiled, opened the lid of the pot, saw the water boiling, dug out a chopstick and stirred the lard in it. After all the white lard on the chopsticks melted into the water, she took her time. I took a pack of dry noodles from the closet.

Seeing that there weren't many noodles left, and considering Wen Zhuqing's appetite, after thinking about it, he just drank it all.

"What else can I plan? Naturally, we can grow whatever the village tells us. The only food we can pay taxes on is wheat. It's better to just follow the boss's wishes and just grow wheat."

"Besides, although you can get a part of the tax exemption by teaching in a school, in the end, you still have to pay a part of it. Instead of spending money to buy it outside, it's better to grow it at home."

Mother Wen picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles soaked in the water, then sprinkled some salt on it, and then said in a leisurely manner: "You also know that your father and I are not idle people. Damn, I really can’t think of anything else to do.”

Wen Zhuqing said "hmm" to indicate that he understood.

"Okay, okay, don't stand there straight. The noodles are ready. Go get a bowl and eat it. Don't make the noodles all lumpy together and it won't taste good." Mother Wen watched the water in the pot boil. , and slowly poured some cold water along the edge of the pot, then put the lid on and urged jokingly.

After opening the lid and seeing the water boiling again, Wen Zhuqing quickly went to the stove and put out the fire. The moment she stood up, she saw Wen's mother scattering a handful of green onions.