The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Yu took the note stamped with her master's seal and went to the quarry to collect someone.

 The steward at the quarry was very polite.

I have dealt with him before, but now the identity of the guy in front of me is different.

The son of Mr. Yan, he is a son of a serious official family.

Furthermore, when the government office was besieged, they often sent food and charcoal inside, keeping up with the news from their colleagues in the government office. Good guy, I don't think Yan Xiaoer is the grandson of the palace manager.

Tell me about Mr. Yan, how many times have you dealt with him, why are you so outspoken?

 You have such a great connection, so show it off!

The manager didn't say anything at all, and worked very quickly. He ordered the people under him to drive, and tied the ropes for the prisoners. As for the family members of the prisoners, there were not many left here in the quarry. His hands were tied in a string, and his family members followed him obediently.

 They are professionals in escorting prisoners.

 You can never go wrong.

Seeing that Yan Yu came with a group of energetic boys, and no adults were following him, the manager thoughtfully asked his subordinates to take him there, and repeatedly warned him to bring him to the small house safely. When going to Ancun, there must be no mistakes.

I guess his warnings worked. Along the way, the officers only shouted with fierce faces, and the whips in their hands crackled in the air. None of them fell on anyone, and they were not walking fast. There were three or four people in the team. At the end of the middle section, there were two people in front, one was driving, and the other was chatting enthusiastically with Yan Yu.

Yan Yu asked about the captured Xizhou soldiers.

The guard chuckled and said: "Who doesn't obey when they come to our quarry? Those guys wanted to run away when they first came here? All their ideas are leftover from other people's entertainment. It's cold weather, so we can't bear to bother with them." , if you look at anyone whose eyes are dancing with joy, you will pull them out and give them a good beating. After a few times, they all became honest, hahaha!"

Yan Yu: "After the spring plowing, we need to build houses and build walls in our village. We will need a lot of bricks and stones, but don't let them break them and make us unable to work."

"Don't worry haha, we have a charter under our hands. It only hurts the skin but not the bones. The weather is getting warmer and our quarry is about to start working. How can we break it for them? If we break it, we have raised them this winter in vain. They will eat We have so much food, how can we still eat for free?!"

Yan Yu nodded repeatedly, and the boys around him also echoed:

“We need to let them work more, there is a big gap in our village!”

“I also want to build three more rooms in my house. My mother has said that we will build brick and stone houses and make them strong.”

 “My house needs to be built too!”

　　"Is your family getting up too? Do we have to line up in a row? Don't rush in a bunch of people and be too busy."

The boys discussed it seriously, and finally decided to run from the village entrance to the big stone, in the order they ran.

People walking slowly with their hands tied raised their heads from time to time, their eyes full of contemplation and hope.

 Xiao'an Village.

This name is not unfamiliar to them.

  Many family members of prisoners and officials were "rented" in the quarry.

 There are also relatives among them who have gone there. I wonder how they are doing now?

Listening to the words, Xiaoan Village is going to start construction after spring plowing. No matter how hard it is, as long as it can be with the family, it can always persevere.

 …

Every family in the village took out the mountain goods stored in the cellar and sent them to Cui's house.

Mr. Cui was called back by Lady Cui, and together with Big Dog and Little Dog, the three men of the Cui family who could read and write were clearly arranged by Lady Cui. Xiaoxiaozi is responsible for unloading the mountain goods from his cellar and warehouse.

Ms. Cui is a meticulous person. These are all weighed and placed according to category. She only needs to go through them again and make a note of them.

Mr. Cui was responsible for two things. He was not willing to sell the medicinal materials in the yard to the house, so why did he put them there? Don't wait for others to come to buy the goods and drag them away while he was busy. Then it's hard to say whether it will be found or not.

He had to weigh and count the mountain goods sent by each family, and then handed them over to Dagouzi when he collected enough pieces to make a bag.

Da Gouzi put bags after bags of mountain goods on the car. After he piled enough for one car, he left the house and turned forward, entering the Yan family's yard.

Li Xuemei specially cleared the main room for her child and her aunt to use, as well as the large and bright yard at home, where she could pile it up as she pleased.

She deliberately lit the fire wall at the other end of the main room. She didn't put in much firewood and kept the fire slowly, fearing that the dried mountain products would return to moisture.

 The neighboring houses came to help.

　　They are not needed for writing and calculation, nor for moving and lifting.

Those boys who were placed in various houses to rest, heard the noise and rushed over, wanting to help, but they were unable to intervene.

The people in this village, men, women, old and young, all work in a very orderly manner. They are busy in an orderly manner and not chaotic. Everyone works according to their division of labor and focuses on what they are doing. The ladies who come to deliver mountain goods are not busy collecting money. He chatted and laughed with Mrs. Cui for a while and then turned away.

Mrs. Cui saw them, smiled and waved to say hello: "Hey, you little brothers, how are you not tired? Well, since you are all here, it's time to take a look at our goods. Take a look, isn't it good? Everyone is the same. Okay, go back and tell your shopkeeper, keep it in your heart, we are all real people and we are very sincere!"

"I don't need your help. I've been working hard all night. Let's take a rest and stare at it for a while. We'll be busy here first. When the meal is ready, let our two boys go and greet you."

How could the shopkeepers bring the shopkeepers from the south to the north to do business? How could they be so ignorant that they could really go and rest? These boys would not leave even if they said nothing and insisted on helping.

Mrs. Cui smiled and arranged work for them, thanked the neighbors who came to help, and let them go.

Seeing that she was doing well in her work, she walked out of the front door of her house and entered the back door of Yan's house.

"Ms. Rong, I'm sorry to bother you. I really don't have the time to start a fire, and I don't have so many stoves at home. I know you are capable, and you can make enough food for a dozen people, but we are not the kind of people who are clever at making things happen. You keep it, it's more or less what we want, you do a job in the Yan family and get a salary, but there are not as many as our family, there is no reason for your work to be in vain, take it quickly."

Mammy Rong collected the money very calmly. She smiled and gestured that it was nothing, and pointed at the big dog driving the car into the yard, saying that she would let the big dog call someone when the meal was ready.

Mrs. Cui nodded repeatedly and left happily.

Seeing her leaving, Grandma Rong turned around and walked out of the kitchen and entered Li Xuemei's house.

He showed her the two strings of money that Mrs. Cui had just given her, then wiped the copper plates clean, put them in his own money bag, and kept them close to his body.

Li Xuemei couldn’t help laughing.

Ever since Aunt Rong got the monthly money and they asked her to keep it for herself, Aunt Rong no longer handed it over, but instead asked them to look at it each time and then put it away.

 The copper polisher was either a waiter or her father.

Even the gesture of putting away the money bag and patting it was exactly the same as that of the two men.

　　 waiter: Come on, from now on they will all be exiled to our village and **** away (￣ii￣;)

Li Xuemei: Witness the self-learning of intelligent robots!