Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

In the summer of 1998, a rare flood ravaged most of the country. Song Paner's village was completely flooded. In lower-lying areas, the floodwaters had already entered the houses and moved onto the kang.

Song Pan'er remembered clearly that she scooped water for half a night, but in the end she was so tired that she accidentally fell asleep while lying in the water.

When she woke up from being choked by water, she saw Song Zhigang, wearing big underpants, got over him and kicked her directly out of the house, almost dying.

The past was so cruel that Song Pan'er shook her head and didn't want to think about it anymore.

I haven't heard of any houses in the village collapsing, but the adobe house she lives in now may still be in trouble. It's not just floods, but also heavy rains. She doesn't want to be scooping water outside while still having a roof over her head. Drenched in rain

I wrote the words 'build a house' in the notebook.

During the great flood of 1998, all the roads in the village were submerged and buses were blocked. It took more than a month for the water to recede. The road in the village was revealed.

The villagers, who had been starving for a month, immediately went to see the corn grown in the ground. The fallen corn stalks were mixed with soil, and they were extremely miserable. The entire year's harvest was ruined and nothing was harvested.

Song Pan'er recalled that her men were writing faster and faster, and more and more preparations needed to be made in advance.

After writing densely for half a page, Song Paner finally stopped writing.

Looking down from the beginning, there is still one year left, the first thing is to repair the house first! Song Paner was thinking about it.

This adobe house may not be able to withstand blisters. If there is a leak somewhere, it will be very painful.

Song Pan'er put away the paper, jumped off the kang, and went out to observe the terrain in a decent manner.

The water in the Hetao is said to be underground river water flowing from the mountains in the north.

The children in the village also went along this small river to explore the mountains over there. They walked a long way without seeing the end. In the end, they were beaten and scolded by the adults and drove back without success.

Although the current house is close to the water, because of the constraints of the river, the flood will spread more slowly. By then, if you stay at home, there should be no danger.

Song Pan'er took a branch and drew a big circle at the back of the house. She planned to build a new house facing north and south. The current orientation of the house was not good and the house was gloomy.

Throwing away the stick in his hand, patting the soil, Song Pan'er went to the village to find someone to discuss pulling bricks.

Mrs. Qian didn't come back until after five o'clock in the evening. As soon as she entered the house, she took out two large melon seeds from the bag. Smiling so hard that one cannot see his teeth.

"Xiang, my granddaughter is really capable. These noodles are so chewy. What a beautiful little day!" Mrs. Qian happily ate the dinner cooked by Song Pan'er. He drank the noodle soup like fine wine and kept praising it.

"Grandma, you've been praising me for almost a meal." Song Pan'er said helplessly.

Before Mrs. Qian could open her mouth to continue her praise, Song Pan'er quickly changed the subject, "Grandma, did you take the car to the city today?"

Mrs. Qian immediately fell silent.

Song Pan'er put down her chopsticks and said seriously: "Grandma, did you go to work in the city? I see that the pads of your fingers are all blistered. Are you going to wash dishes for others?"

Mrs. Qian was stunned for a moment and put down her chopsticks helplessly.

"You girl, you are so thoughtful. You have guessed all this. I thought, while grandma is still not too old, I have to save some dowry for you. You don't have to worry about me. When your grandpa was here, , always takes me to walk around the city, and I can find your milk wherever you go."

Hearing Mrs. Qian's words, Song Pan'er angrily climbed to the edge of the kang, took out the big red passbook from the small cabinet, and put it on the table.

"This is the money I earned from my business, which is enough for us to spend. I plan to build two new Beijing flats, and then build a yard. This will save anyone who comes to our house from having to walk directly under my mother's window. It's scary. A big jump."

Mrs. Qian was happy to see how angry she was.

"Hey, does my eldest granddaughter still have a bankbook? Collect it quickly! Without your money, grandma still has more than a thousand yuan here. Now she can earn more than ten yuan a day. One day grandma will buy you a dress. I I saw a little girl in the village who looked very nice dressed."

"Oops! Grandma, I need help in my business, can you help me?"

Seeing that Mrs. Qian still wanted to wash the dishes for others, Song Paner did the next best thing and instead persuaded her to help her set up a stall.

I thought that when grandma saw how prosperous her business was, she would no longer be willing to work for others.

"Okay, okay, grandma will help you." Mrs. Qian thought that her small stall should be like a child playing house, selling some small odds and ends at most. I just wanted to coax my granddaughter, so I agreed first. Unexpectedly, her jaw almost dropped the next day.

Mrs. Qian didn't take it to heart about what Song Pan'er just said about building a house. She had her own plans. Let's make do with it now! Wait until you save enough money.