After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

After Li Wen finished speaking, he was ready to go back.

Thinking of the last time Xinghui was pushed downhill by Sun Jinhua, the old village chief did not help her or help Xinghui seek justice. Today, in this heavy rain, Li Wen had to go. Shuiqing shouted: "Brother Li, wait for me a while."

She turned and went into the kitchen.

Fan Jin knew that Shui Qing had gone to the kitchen to load the mutton, so he stayed there to chat with Li Wen about the situation in the village.

Li Wen told the story of digging ditches in the village, and angrily told what Fan Qian and Fan Damu did.

"I have never worked together before, and I never thought they were such people who have no regard for the overall situation!"

After saying that, I felt like I was complaining, so I smiled sheepishly.

Fan Qian is Fan Jin's biological eldest brother anyway, and Fan Damu is also part of their Fan family.

However, Fan Jin and Fan Qian are not the same kind of people, but Fan Damu is like Fan Qian's brother.

Fan Jin frowned and asked, "Didn't you tell the old village chief?"

The old village chief should be able to cure his elder brother.

Li Wen sighed: "We were thinking at that time, if Fan Qian and Fan Damu didn't dig, how could we not dig?

It was going to be dug anyway, so there was no point in telling my dad, it would just make him more upset. "

His father dislikes people who do nothing but wait to take advantage.

Fan Jin was silent for a while, not wanting to speak clearly, so he only reminded: "You can ask my elder brother for his opinion on blocking the flood later, and then tell your father to see what he plans to do."

Li Wen's eyes widened and he didn't understand what Fan Jin meant by what he said.

How dare Fan Qian not do anything to hold back the flood water?

Besides, even if Fan Qian is shameless and still doesn't contribute, they still have to do it.

How can the flood not be blocked...

Over there, Shui Qing entered the kitchen, took out a stoneware basin, opened the lid and put the mutton in it.

The mutton, which has been simmered over low heat since noon, is already tender and tasty. When you open the lid of the pot, a waft of meaty aroma hits your face.

When Butcher Hu heard that it was going to the old village chief's house, he immediately thought that when he came to help his daughter build a house last year, it was the old village chief who upheld justice for his granddaughter!

I felt good immediately.

Directing next to the stove: "Qing'er, pick up that piece of thick skin! There is oil and water.

Hey, this piece is good, there is a lot of fat in the middle!

We also have lamb offal soup at home. You can get more of it. Too little will look ugly if you give it away. "

Shui Qing originally picked the ones with thin skin and thick meat, but she realized after hearing her father's words that people at this time prefer to eat parts that are oily and watery.

There is oil under the skin, where there is a lot of oil and water.

Instead, she followed her father's instructions.

At noon, everyone gnawed on the mutton bones, and there was a lot of mutton soup left. In the evening, they made white flour corn tortillas, wrapped in soft and delicious mutton, and drank them with the mutton soup.

Well, they also have mutton soup. A dozen kilograms of mutton is indeed quite a lot. I’ll give more to the old village chief and his family!

The mouth of the stoneware pot filled with braised mutton was wrapped in oil paper, tied twice with fine linen rope, and finally placed in a bamboo basket.

This way you don’t have to hold it inconveniently with your own hands, and you don’t have to worry about getting wet in the rain.

When Li Wen saw Shui Qing carrying a bamboo basket with a large stoneware basin in it, he immediately understood that this was a food delivery to his family!

He turned around and ran away, but Fan Jin quickly grabbed the hem of his coir raincoat.

He said bitterly: "Sister, you can't do this. If my father knows that I brought you something and brought you something back, he won't blame me to death!"

His father doesn't scold people, but just saying it is harsher than scolding him, so tell him where it hurts!

There is nothing the three brothers are not afraid of.

Shui Qing smiled and said: "This is for the old village chief! If you take it back, your father will definitely not say anything about you."

After the clothes were all installed, Shui Qing handed them over. Li Wen couldn't hold them back, so he took them with a sad face and walked back.

After going down the slope, we first went to Fan Qian's house.

He repeated what Shui Qing said, "You said in the morning that Zhaodi was not found and you were not in the mood to dig trenches. Now that Zhaodi is fine, you can dig trenches tomorrow, right?"

Fan Qian hummed several times without making a sound.

A woman rushed out of the room with a hoarse voice: "Why is it okay! How can you call it okay if you have broken bones?

Look at this house. Is there a place for her to lie down? ! "

Not only would she not be able to do any work after she was brought back, but she would also have to wait on her personally.

Li Wen was startled, and when he took a closer look, he found it was Sun Jinhua.

Do you think that the poison of this potato is still harmful to people?

Fan Qian and his four sons' voices were fine, but Sun Jinhua's voice was hoarse.

Oh, Guifen said that Fan Qian’s mother also had a hoarse voice.

Could it be that this potato poison is divided into men and women?

Shaking his head, Li Wen stopped caring about unimportant matters and continued: "Then, we can't just let Zhao brother stay at her brother-in-law's house all the time?"

"Why can't it be done? Why can't it be done?" Sun Jinhua asked, scratching her neck.

When he was brought back, he couldn't work anymore, and he still had one more person to eat.

If you put it there to eat Hu Shuiqing's food, you won't suffer any loss!

It was Hu Shuiqing who should be anxious and angry.

Li Wen didn't expect that the couple was not in a hurry at all, and asked naa, "Don't you want to? You won't go and see if the baby is injured?"

It was raining heavily outside, but he could go there, so as parents, there was nothing they could do if they wanted to go.

Didn't I say I was in a hurry before, but now I'm not in a hurry.

Fan Qian groaned and stuttered: "We are not doctors, and we won't get better after seeing it."

Li Wen understood clearly that these two people didn't care about their daughter from the bottom of their hearts!

I have seen cruel people, but I have never seen such cruel people.

He stopped talking about Fan Zhaodi or digging ditches. He remembered Fan Jin's reminder and asked instead: "I'm afraid the river will flood the village. We need to prepare sacks of soil to build embankments to prevent floods. How much money will your family have?" personal?

There are also sacks to be released. "

Fan Qian opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Fan Dazhu and the other four answered: "The rain might stop. Is there any need to waste sacks?"

"Yeah, it's not easy to get sacks, and it's tiring to pack dirt. Wouldn't it be better to lie at home in heavy rain? Why go out and suffer."

"Our family doesn't object to building embankments to prevent floods, but we don't think it's necessary. If you insist on doing it, Uncle Li, we have nothing to say. After all, your father is the head of our village, why don't you listen?"

Anyway, their family has no people and no effort, so the people in the village still have to build it.

As long as people in the village build it, their own families will also benefit.

Just like digging a ditch, if the men in the village dug it, wouldn't your own house still be able to drain it? Why go out and suffer on a rainy day?

Li Wen took a deep breath and felt a fire in his chest!

Is it certain that they will also use sacks and efforts to build dikes for their own homes?

After a few words, Li Wen felt that there was no need to talk to them anymore.

Fan Qian's family refused, and Fan Damu's family would definitely be even more unwilling.

He went home feeling angry.

When I met my family, I couldn't help but tell them all.

Wang Guifen was worried: "What should we do? We can't do it if they don't do it, right?"

When Li Wu and Li Qiang heard this, they were so angry that they cursed them for being dishonest.

"They are sure that we people will do it!"

Zhao Lan sighed: "It won't work if we don't do it."

The old village chief walked out of the inner room on crutches, looked at the heavy rain outside the eaves, and said solemnly: "We will talk tomorrow."

After tonight, Fanqian's family will come tomorrow and beg them to do it!