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

The men brought by Butcher Hu were all carefully selected, and all of them were good at work.

Not to mention Shui Qing, a woman who didn't need help, even Fan Jin was classified as a 'weak scholar'.

According to their words: "My niece-in-law is a scholar. How can I trouble a scholar with such menial work as building a house?"

"My uncle is going to be an official in the future. His hand is for writing, not for menial work."

"Don't worry while we work! The storage and covering will be done quickly and well."

.....

Rural people are naturally envious of scholars, and they feel from the bottom of their hearts that reading and literacy is a very powerful thing.

Fan Jin's cheeks turned red after being praised, and he was at a loss. Especially when he heard the last sentence, he was afraid that his relatives and friends on his father-in-law's side would think that he was supervising the work because he didn't trust him, so he quickly opened his mouth to explain.

"Okay, you uncles are joking with you. If you have something to do, just go and take care of it. Just leave the house to us." Butcher Hu said angrily.

The uncle was timid and timid, not as generous as his daughter, which made him feel angry.

Doesn't he look like he could be an official?

Taking a deep breath, he whispered to his daughter: "Bring a few more eggs to exchange for some vegetables. The evening meal can no longer be all rice."

The daughter told him in advance that she and her son-in-law would go to the village chief's house to express her gratitude. She also took care of the evening meal and let them have breakfast and dinner before going home.

He said that grandma can feel more relaxed at home.

Hearing this, his eyes were filled with tears. It would be great if his daughter had her own little family and could be the master of it.

If it were in Lao Fan's house, no matter how distressed his parents were, they would not be able to entertain a large group of them for dinner even if they had to spend money and effort, not to mention that there were more eggs than mushrooms, and the dry rice was still rice!

But in other words, if his daughter hadn't been separated, he wouldn't have been able to subsidize him like this.

Humph, it’s not like we didn’t receive subsidies in the past, all of them went into other people’s stomachs.

Thinking of the past, Butcher Hu became angry. Seeing that Fan Jin was becoming more and more displeased, he said fiercely: "You go quickly, go back quickly!"

The thatched house is built, and things still have to be moved inside.

Take advantage of the crowd and pack it up quickly, otherwise your daughter will be the only one who gets tired.

Fan Jin saw that his father-in-law turned against him very skillfully, and was dragged away by his wife.

The father-in-law's roar was left behind: "Eggs! Don't forget to take the eggs!"

·

There are many hills, wastelands, rivers and ponds in Shanshui Village, but there is relatively little fertile farmland in them.

The Fan family's ancestors were wealthy and owned a lot of land, but when it came to Fan's father's generation, they were lazy and poor at living, so a lot of it was sold off, leaving only 27 acres.

Now the family is divided again. The eldest house and Fanmu have [-] acres, and the second house has [-] acres.

Nine acres of land for seven people is not as good as [-] acres for eight people in a big house, but in Shanshui Village it is ahead!

There are several families in the village with a population of [-] or [-], and only [-] or [-] acres of land.

"The worst thing happened to Aunt Zhang's family. Uncle Zhang was a gambler, so he lost all the money in the family and owed a lot of debt. Later, the thugs from the gambling shop came to demand the debt. He had no choice but to sell three acres of fertile land to pay off the debt;

I originally thought that Uncle Zhang would change his ways when there were only six acres of fertile land left. Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhang continued gambling behind Aunt Zhang's back. From six acres to four acres to two acres, it was all gone in the end. " Fan Jin sighed on the way to Aunt Zhang's house.

To say something that shouldn't be said, it would be better if Uncle Zhang died.

Otherwise, the next step is to sell your son and daughter.

Uncle Zhang is dead. Although life is difficult for Aunt Zhang and the six children, it is still a little easier than when Uncle Zhang was around.

At least I no longer have to worry about thugs coming to my house to collect debts.

When Aunt Zhang helped Shui Qing speak, she was ridiculed by Sun Jinhua, and Shui Qing got the general idea.

The two were walking on the dirt road in the village, and most of what they saw were low thatched houses. After hearing what Fan Jin said with a sigh, Shui Qing realized how difficult it was for a woman with no land and no savings to support six children!

She sighed at Fan Jin's thoughtfulness: "No wonder you have to go to Aunt Zhang's house first."

Fan Jin smiled shyly, "Aunt Zhang is poor, but she is an excellent person. The same is true for the six children she taught. They are all hard-working and willing to work."

Shui Qing understood the meaning of Fan Jin's words.

This is a family worth helping.

·

Inside the low fence, chickens, ducks and geese were shouting in confusion. A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old was squatting and chopping wild vegetables for the chickens and ducks.

A voice came from the dim thatched house at the back: "Xiaocao, come in and have lunch."

"Here we come." Zhang Xiaocao rubbed his numb legs, stood up happily, and saw Fan Jin and Shui Qing outside the fence.

She was confused but raised a smile and asked: "Second brother Fan, second sister-in-law, what do you want to do here?"

Then she turned to face the room and shouted: "Mom, second brother Fan and second sister-in-law are here!"

Aunt Zhang heard the noise and ran out quickly. When she saw the two of them, she greeted them with a smile: "Oh, just in time, it's time for lunch. Have you eaten? Come in and eat together!"

With that said, he was about to turn around and go to the kitchen to make more paste.

Their family has little food, and they always stick to food. Most of the time, even a bowl is impossible.

Shui Qing stepped forward and stopped with a smile: "Auntie, don't be busy, we've already eaten."

Food and money are expensive, let alone Aunt Zhang's family, but she has this intention, Shui Qing is very moved.

Fan Jin followed: "Auntie, we have really eaten. I came here to tell you something."

Seeing the two men insisting, Aunt Zhang wiped her hands on the hem of her clothes and changed her words: "Okay, let's go into the house and talk?"

My family only has a few acres of wasteland where they have grown millet, corn and other coarse grains, but there really is no surplus grain. Alas...

Shui Qing and Fan Jin followed him into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, the musty smell of old thatch hit his nostrils. Shui Qing tried his best to suppress it, trying his best not to be noticed.

I finally understand why Sun Jinhua cares so much about the three brick houses of the Fan family!

Not to mention that the thatched house is low, has poor lighting, and is prone to leakage. The smell alone becomes very unpleasant over time.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Zhang Xiaocao brought two glasses of water in bamboo cups.

Aunt Zhang was extremely embarrassed, "Auntie, there is no sugar water or tea here, so I can only force you two to drink boiled water."

Then he asked: "Are you here so that I can help your wife speak to you this morning? You are too polite. Why do you need to go all the way here?"

Fan Jin first thanked him sincerely, and then expressed his intention.

Aunt Zhang opened her mouth in surprise and asked blankly: "What did you say?"

The children who were squatting in various places in the yard drinking vegetable paste all pricked up their ears.

"Little sister, brother, did you hear that right?" Zhang Jinniu turned to Zhang Xiaocao, who was nearest and asked.

Zhang Yinniu swallowed the mush in his mouth and said hurriedly: "No, brother, I heard it too!"

Uncle Fan said he wanted to buy chicken head rice, exchanging two and a half kilograms of rice for one kilogram of peeled chicken head rice, and emphasized that it must be fresh.

Fresh ones have moisture, so it takes two or three pounds of fresh ones to get one pound of dried ones, right?

But Uncle Fan had to trade two and a half kilograms of rice for one kilogram of fresh rice!

The other 14-year-old Tongniu, 13-year-old Iron Niu, and 12-year-old Wooden Niu were so nervous that they forgot to drink their food, and all looked towards the house.