Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

Chapter 15 Farce
I happened to go back to the village soon so I went to the old house.

It's not good that his house is about to start construction, but his uncle has no news at all.

When the villagers know about it, we don’t know what strange news will be spread.

After putting all the things and money back home, Jiang Mingshun went to the village chief's house carrying a bag of snacks he just bought.

Rebuilding a house is no better than repairing a house before. According to the village's practice, even if they are brothers, they have to calculate the money as long as they work.

There are many things in the village, and no one can waste dozens of days of their own time doing things for free for others.

"Village Chief, I plan to ask five people to help me. Since my family doesn't have time to cook, I will calculate the price at [-] cents a day." Jiang Mingshun went to the village chief's house and handed over the snacks first before saying that he was coming here this time. the goal of.

The village chief's surname is Li, which is also the common surname of Huangtian Village.

Village Chief Li stroked his beard and reminded in a subtle way: "When hiring people in our village, we have to settle the bill every day after the work is completed."

He had good intentions, fearing that Jiang Mingshun would be resented if he hired someone but couldn't come up with the money.

Jiang Mingshun understood this: "I know, I'm ready."

"Okay, then I'll call someone for you." Village Chief Li saw that he readily agreed, so he said no more.

After talking about the matter, Jiang Ming only sat for a while and left.

Village Chief Li looked at his back and thought, it seems that making soap is indeed somewhat reliable.

Village Chief Li and his wife Wang came out to clear away the tea bowls. She had just vaguely heard the conversation outside.

Now that Jiang Mingshun had gone away, she couldn't wait to ask her man: "Why don't you ask him how the soap is made?"

Village Chief Li frowned: "That's a craft for people to make money."

Wang murmured: "If you can't say it, why would anyone want to say it?"

He put the tea bowl in his hand on the table and said, "Your father is willing to teach others how to kill pigs?" Wang's family was a butcher.

She choked: "I'm doing this for the good of our family, why are you trying to hurt me?"

Knowing that she was in the wrong, she took the tea bowl and went to the kitchen after saying this.

Mrs. Bai put the money that Jiang Mingshun had brought back into the box again. She closed the box and smacked her lips in distress: "There are only two hundred coins left? God, the money is so useless."

Jiang Jinyu also nodded in agreement. Sure enough, no matter where in the world, money is the most useless thing.

Village Chief Li's home is in the center of the village, and it was dinner time when Jiang Mingshun arrived home.

Although there were two or three dishes on the table, there was no meaty taste at all.

Jiang Mingshun patted his head in annoyance: "I forgot. I'm going to buy a pound of pork tomorrow. We haven't eaten meat in a long time."

Jiang Jinyu's eyes lit up: "Dad, I want pork belly."

It's sad to say that she hasn't eaten meat even a few times in the past few years. It can't be described as miserable.

Jiang Mingshun's eyes were soft: "Okay, let your mother make you pickled pork with pickled vegetables."

Jiang Jinyu nodded happily.

The weather is getting cooler, the afternoon is not as hot as it was a while ago, and the lunch break is also much shorter.When Jiang Jinyu woke up, she saw her father holding a shovel and gesticulating on the ground outside. She ran over when she had nothing to do: "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Let me see where the house is suitable." Jiang Mingshun smiled at his daughter.

This place looked a little far away from where they lived now. She asked doubtfully: "Isn't it built where we live now?"

A trace of worry flashed in Jiang Mingshun's eyes. His parents went to that house.Not wanting to talk to the child about this, he just said: "Feng Shui here."

Although he didn't care about this himself, he was still worried about what might happen to the two children.

"What about our current home?" Jiang Jinyu also knew that people nowadays are taboo about these things.

Speaking of which, she was actually worried before moving in.Isn't she a ready example herself?Sometimes even she herself couldn't figure out what her situation was, so she was naturally a little afraid of things involving strange powers and chaos.

After listening to his daughter's questions, Jiang Mingshun himself became entangled.If he were to follow the safest idea, it would be best to demolish it all. However, it was still a thought for him as it was the house left by his parents.If you just stay there and don't live in it, it shouldn't have any impact, right?he thought uncertainly.

When the sun was about to set, Jiang Minghui came up with a hoe. He couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Jiang Mingshun digging along the land they had prepared previously.

When Jiang Mingshun saw him coming, he didn't stop. He just told him that he planned to build a house somewhere else.

Jiang Minghui nodded after hearing this. He has always been careless. He brought a hoe to Jiang Mingshun and said, "I said earlier that it would be better to rebuild it, but dad didn't let me tell you. Brother, you finally thought it through." ”

Jiang Mingshun: "."

Jiang Jinyu: "."

Come on, Jiang Mingshun took a deep breath and tried to convince himself not to argue with the fool.

During dinner, Jiang Minghui casually told what he had heard from Jiang Mingshun today. The atmosphere at the table suddenly suffocated. It was Yang who spoke first: "Hey, your good brother has even bought land now. .”

They all thought that Jiang Mingshun had bought another piece of land to build a house.

Seeing that no one spoke to her, even the old man was just immersed in eating, she became more and more excited: "What am I talking about? Can other people's sons be raised? After making money, why do you still think about you as a fake father?"

As she spoke, she felt really aggrieved. She put her chopsticks on the table and wiped her eyes with tears: "I made him grow up by pooping and peeing. Now that I have made money, I don't think of being filial to him."

"Bang!" Jiang Yongsheng slammed the table: "If you want to eat, then eat. If you don't want to eat, go back to the house."

He was also really unhappy, but he and Yang had different ideas.Even if Jiang Mingshun is not his son, he is still his nephew. He has made money. As an uncle, he can only be happy.

However, he really couldn't imagine why Mingshun was unwilling not to come and tell him in advance.

Jiang Minghui, who knew he had caused trouble, didn't dare to say anything anymore and kept his head buried in taking food into his mouth.

Fortunately, when the sky was getting dark, Jiang Mingshun brought Jiang Jinyu to the old house.

Jiang Yongsheng, who was still sulking in the main room, immediately sat up.

After Jiang Mingshun entered the door, he put the bag of brown sugar in his hand on the table and explained: "Didn't it rain heavily last night? I went to the city this morning and bought a bag of brown sugar. Uncle, you can drink some boiled ginger water. Don’t get cold."

"Okay, okay, old lady, please take it and put it away for me!" Jiang Yongsheng handed it to Yang and repeatedly warned him.

Seeing Jiang Mingshun sit down, Jiang Yongsheng immediately asked: "Are you going to build a new house?"

Jiang Mingshun: "Yes, I went to the brick kiln factory to order the bricks and tiles this morning."

"As long as you have a plan." Jiang Yongsheng originally wanted to give some advice on repairing the house, but he didn't know how to say it - he was just an uncle now, and he could just help out. How could he have the position to ask his nephew? Build a house according to his ideas?
(End of this chapter)