The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

He's not really going to do something, is he?

Meng Wantang held her breath nervously, her cheeks gradually heated up, and she began to think about some things that were good and bad.

If he really wants to do it, will she cooperate or continue to pretend to be asleep?

He shouldn't be so dishonest.

Meng Wantang thought of the scene in the novel, where the heroine refuses the male protagonist, and the male protagonist uses other ways to satisfy himself. For example, use your hands, or your legs...

Just when she was thinking wildly, her hand was grabbed by him.

No!

Meng Wantang screamed in her heart, did she really want to use her hands?

Her hands are dirty.

Meng Wantang was still debating whether to withdraw her hand, but in the end he just held her hand and fell asleep holding her.

Hearing the even breathing, Meng Wantang opened his eyes and felt that he had really fallen asleep, and he had been sleeping well.

What are you doing?

After doing this for a long time, is she just being sentimental?

Meng Wantang closed her eyes depressedly. In her dream, she dreamed of a field of corn.

Listening to the sounds of a man and a woman being embarrassed not far away, she sneered in her heart. It must be the man and woman who like to mess around outside again.

Meng Wantang sneered and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, he stretched out a hand from behind, covered her mouth and kissed her face.

Hot breath sprayed on her ears, and then a low and hoarse voice sounded.

"do you want?"

She doesn't want to.

Not at all.

Meng Wantang found that she couldn't say anything. She was so anxious that she wanted to run and push people away, but found that she had no choice.

She wanted to cry, but when she saw the man unbuttoning her clothes, she collapsed instantly.

Then he opened his eyes.

Meng Wantang looked at the roof of the shack and realized that she had just been dreaming.

"Meng Wantang, are you possessed by a demon?"

She patted her face, turned over and sat up, opened the curtain, and it was dark outside.

The workers will be here soon.

She got up and brought a basin of water, wiped herself, put on clothes and prepared to cook. Otherwise, it will not look good if they are still eating when others come to work.

Lu Caihua also got up.

Two people work much faster than one person.

Lu Caihua watched Meng Wantang start processing the mutton. It seemed that he planned to make mutton for the workers at noon.

She said a little distressedly: "How can I eat meat every day? Just eat it once."

"Sister, we are all brothers from the same family, living in the same village. When people come to help us, it is a favor. Giving people something good to eat makes them feel happy."

Meng Wantang also felt distressed.

But this money is nothing to spend.

"People should say you are poor and generous." Lu Caihua sighed.

Meng Wantang smiled: "These muttons are useless, and most people don't like to buy them. I bought so many, and spent more than 20 yuan. But it is worth the money, at least people can remember it for decades. When I get old, I feel very happy when I think of when we built a house for our family, all we ate were vegetables and radishes boiled in mutton soup. Shrimp skins are expensive, but if you buy them once, you can eat them for a long time. These leeks don’t cost much either. The money comes from our leek field. When stir-fried with dried shrimp skin, it tastes extremely delicious. Who among these people doesn't eat delicious food?"

"I understand what you mean, isn't it just to fight for a breath?"

But the money is so painful to spend.

Lu Caihua is what a local country woman thinks.

No matter how hard Meng Wantang tried to hide it, she could not hide the fact that she was not a local girl. She felt that the money had to be spent, and it had to be spent beautifully.

At least the people who came to work were well fed.

Lu Caihua couldn't say anything about Meng Wantang. Even if he could, Meng Wantang was still in charge.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the beam has arrived.

Meng Wantang specially braised a pig's head.

Everyone was drinking haggis soup, eating braised pig heads, nibbling cornmeal pastry, scooping out carrots in the soup, and it was delicious.

"Qingye, your wife is so open-minded in her work! Over the years, there have been many people working in every household in our village, but none of them are as honest as your wife."

"That's right! Whoever takes care of the food also has meat for every meal. Today, we still have enough meat to take care of it."

"Brother, are you still building a house? How about building a wing?" Lu Qinghe had a piece of meat in his mouth and swallowed it in an instant.

Lu Qingye sneered: "Don't cover it!"

"Ugh!"

Lu Qinghe looked pityful.

"Are you a pity? I'm afraid that our house will be ruined by you before it's finished." Lu Qingye took advantage of this opportunity to speak out, "Your sister-in-law thinks that you are here to help, and you don't need any money. Let’s have a meal. I feel so sorry that I have to let you eat two meals at home before going back. I even emptied my family’s money to buy meat for you. If I hadn’t been lucky that day and someone was selling mutton for free, where would you have been able to drink it? Serve mutton soup.”

Many people suddenly realized.

That's what happened.

"Brother, do you want your sister-in-law to come over and have a look? What if we can still buy mutton?" Lu Qinghe has been greedy for the past few days, and his meals at home are tasteless.

"Stop dreaming, eat quickly, and get to work after dinner."

Today, Lu Qingye deliberately did not go to work.

After the beams are installed and the roof is sealed, the house is almost ready.

The people are now divided into two groups, and some people are building a kang below.

The house was built in a four-room layout, but it was very wide.

The east room is divided into two rooms, one in the front and one in the back. The windows in the front are large and the windows in the back are small. There is no kang in the back room, only a bed is planned.

The outhouse is divided into two parts, separated by doors and windows.

There is a fire for cooking outside, and there is another hut inside with several large beds. It was Meng Wantang who specifically hired a carpenter to make a tatami-like bed.

The carpenter was smarter than Meng Wantang. As soon as she described it, people understood.

The layout of the east and west rooms is the same.

The hut at the back and the hut behind the main house all have tatami seats.

Lu Caihua and her three daughters live in the east room.

Lu Qingye's family lives in the West House.

Goudan and Gou Sheng saw the tatami and wanted to move in immediately.

"Mom, are we here tonight?"

"No."

Meng Wantang refused coldly.

Gou Sheng was very disappointed: "The house is built, isn't it just for us to live in?"

"We can't do it now. We'll wait for a few days before we move in."

Meng Wantang did not lay floor tiles, nor did she buy bricks to cover the floor. She bought cement directly and used cement to coat the floor directly. When you have money later, you can forget about laying floor tiles.

Now I can still make do with it.

Building this house cost more than I imagined.

Meng Wantang is getting angry every day now.

"Are the children going to school tomorrow?" Meng Wantang and Lu Qingye were lying on the tatami at night, finally no longer living in a shack.

She patted her head, remembered something, and sat up instantly.

"Oops, I didn't make schoolbags for the two girls at my eldest sister's house."

Lu Qingye thought it was nothing, so he stretched out his hand to pull her: "Let the eldest sister do it by herself tomorrow."

"How can that be done? Sister must be embarrassed."