Five-year-old little girl: Mom has thousands of acres of material space

After listening to Jiang Xiaoxiao's words, Jiang Wei reworked the ground materials and reground them without saying a word.

Stone grinding is definitely not as thorough as modern machine grinding, but after two or three reworks, it can barely reach the modern level.

After spending two or three days like this, the discarded bricks and ceramic fragments in the yard were ground very fine.

In addition, Jiang Wei also carefully sieved it several times with a sieve.

When it was finally completed, the prepared cement finally achieved the effect she wanted.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the half stone brick stuck tightly to the earthen wall, shook his head and sighed that it was not easy.

The cement prepared by her mother is almost as strong as modern cement.

Cement can harden in the air or in water. After hardening, it not only has higher strength, but also resists fresh water erosion, has high drought and frost resistance, and is not afraid of fire. When the time comes, the house built with cement will be truly strong and indestructible.

"Very good!" Jiang Wei clapped his hands with satisfaction, "Now we just have to wait for the masons to prepare the materials before we can build the house."

Jiang Xiaoxiao is also very happy. If this continues, the time to build a house will be getting closer.

In the past few days, Jiang Wei continued to ask Old Man Zhao to go to town to bring back those useless discarded bricks and tiles. Liu Dagang and Zhao Youcai also took time to come to her house to work and help hammer bricks.

As for Mrs. Zhao, she also started to be responsible for burning the kiln at her house every day.

Building a house requires a lot of cement, so it’s definitely a good idea to make more. Even if you can’t use it up, you can store it for later use.

A lot of things have happened in the village these days.

For example, I heard that Li Xiufen was locked up at home and made noise every day, making the Li family very upset.

For another example, Widow Xu and Rascal Zhao had a big quarrel every three days and a small quarrel every two days. The family was not as peaceful as the Li family.

Rascal Zhao was a lazy person and never did any work at home. Widow Xu was so angry that she simply imitated him and didn't do anything. She didn't wash clothes or sweep the floor, and just lay in bed every day.

No one is doing the work at home, and no one is taking care of the crops in the fields.

When villagers passed by the field owned by Zhao Laigui, they could see that the weeds in the field were as high as their knees and no one was taking care of them.

"Rogue Zhao and Widow Xu are too lazy. If this continues, what will they eat after the autumn harvest?"

"Tsk, Chun Miao and her mother used to take care of her, but now that scoundrel Zhao Lai and Widow Xu are getting along, it's getting worse and worse. Look at both of them, they're both lazy!"

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People in the village complained about it. Rascal Zhao had never been popular in the village, and they didn't have the kindness to take care of this matter.

Zhao Ergou was walking on the path in the village and felt very uncomfortable listening to what the villagers were talking about.

He has suffered a lot at home these days.

His father never went into the kitchen, let alone cooking. Even the food he ate had to be put in his mouth before he ate it. In the past, his mother was there to serve him, so it was nothing. But now, since Widow Xu came, the family has been quarreling every day, and there is no one to cook or wash clothes. He can only starve and wear the same dirty clothes for several days.

Moreover, sometimes the quarrel between the two would affect him.

Zhao Ergou is afraid to go home now. The house is always filled with endless quarrels and things are smashed at every turn. The house is filled with the sound of smashing dishes and chopsticks every day, and there are not many intact pieces of furniture left in the house.

He couldn't help but think every time, Widow Xu was already living with his father, couldn't she be wiser?

In the past, when his mother was beaten by his father, she never resisted or fought back. Widow Xu didn't lose a piece of flesh after being beaten a few times. Did she have to fight back and cause trouble with her father?

Thinking like this, Zhao Ergou's resentment towards Widow Xu deepened.

He was walking aimlessly in the village when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the two Chun Miao sisters walking hand in hand towards Jiang's house.

Chun Miao and Chun Ya were talking to themselves and didn't notice him. The two of them were wearing clean and tidy clothes, and their faces had gained some weight. They looked nothing like the sallow and thin faces they had before.

Chun Ya seemed to have said something interesting, which made Chun Miao smile.

Both of them had smiles on their faces, the kind of happy smiles he had never seen before.

Zhao Ergou was stunned. Weren't they kicked out of the house? Why were they still living so well?

Compared to him who is disgraced, he looks more like the one who was kicked out of the house.

For some reason, Zhao Ergou felt jealous as he looked at Chun Miao and Chun Ya walking away.

Obviously he can live like this.

Compared to Widow Xu, his mother is hardworking in everything she does, she knows how to cook, do laundry, care about her children, and can do everything...

Thinking like this, in addition to jealousy, Zhao Ergou also felt an indescribable... sadness.

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A few more days passed like this.

The ears of rice in the fields are getting heavier and heavier, and the autumn harvest is getting closer.

On this day, Jiang Xiaoxiao got up in the morning. As soon as he arrived in the yard, a gust of wind blew, and he suddenly felt a chill.

She subconsciously looked up at the sky. It was still cloudless and clear. There was nothing unusual. The weather was the same as before, and it didn't look like it would rain.

Moreover, now that the autumn harvest is approaching, it is really not suitable for rain.

Rice requires irrigation during most of its life, but only when it is mature and ready for harvest.

But for some reason, her eyelids kept twitching and she always had an uneasy feeling in her heart.

Until noon, the uneasy feeling did not disappear. She always felt that she had overlooked something.

Jiang Xiaoxiao shook her head twice, as if she wanted to get rid of the uneasy feeling in her heart. When she turned around, she saw her mother was about to go out. She hurriedly chased after her and asked, "Mom, where are you going?"

"I'll go to the fields with your uncle Li Zheng to have a look." Jiang Weidao.

The autumn harvest is coming soon, and Li Zheng has been running to the fields every day for fear of something going wrong.

After all, it was her idea to solve the rice drought problem. To be sure, she simply went along to take a look.

"Mom, I'll go with you!" Jiang Xiaoxiao took Jiang Wei's hand without saying a word.

Her intuition told her that the more she felt vaguely uneasy, the more she had to stay with her mother-in-law, so as to ensure safety.

Jiang Wei looked at her strangely, but finally nodded in agreement: "Okay."

However, as soon as they came to the field and met Li Zheng, the originally cloudless sky suddenly changed!

"Boom" a loud noise!

A thunderbolt sounded!

The villagers who were bending down to pull weeds in the fields were startled and looked up one after another.

In an instant, it rained heavily!

The villagers were shocked: "It's raining! It's actually raining!"

They haven't seen rain in almost two years!

Facing the sudden heavy rain, they were obviously happy without realizing the crisis.

"It's so good, why did it suddenly rain?" Li Zheng frowned. (End of chapter)