"Second brother, second brother! Asong!"

Jiang Youyi's pupils dilated, and then he ran towards the carriage not far away.

However, Jiang Li's family had already boarded the carriage. Jiang Songshu flicked his whip and the carriage drove away from Yujia Village.

Jiang Youyi was sweating profusely as he ran and watched the carriage run further and further away.

Behind him, his eldest nephew, Jiang Youde's eldest son, Jiang Liushu, caught up with him. Jiang Liushu was wrong and didn't see Jiang Youli's family, so he didn't understand what Jiang Youyi was running for.

"Fourth uncle, why are you running?" Jiang Liushu held up his knees and ran out of breath, a little confused and resentful.

Unable to catch up with Jiang Youli and the others, Jiang Youyi was so excited that his teeth chattered, and then he remembered something.

He turned around and walked quickly towards the village chief's house in Yujia Village.

Seeing Jiang Youyi turn around and leave without saying a word, Jiang Liushu couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward to grab Jiang Youyi.

"Fourth uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Youyi said anxiously: "I saw your second uncle. They were sitting in a carriage. They actually got on the carriage. Your father must have seen it right last time. Your grandfather must be with your second uncle's family. I want to go." Ask Village Chief Yu, your second uncle was with him just now, he must know where your second uncle lives!"

After speaking, Jiang Youyi broke away from Jiang Liushu's hand.

When Jiang Liushu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was saying and hurriedly chased after Jiang Youyi.

Village Chief Yu and his son had just sat down and drank some water when they returned home, when they heard a heavy knock on the door outside.

"Fourth, go and open the door!"

"Who is it? Why are you coming to someone else's house even though you are eating?"

Yu Si muttered unhappily.

When he opened the door, he saw that it was a new villager in the village.

"Is it you? What? Aren't you already settled? Is there anything else?"

Yu Si frowned.

Originally, outsiders were not welcome in the village. When this family came here, they had no money to buy a homestead and had to rely on the village for arrangements, so forget it.

The arranged village had no households and no one lived in the old house. These people were not satisfied and caused a lot of trouble in the village.

It was his father who got angry and then calmed down, causing his father to be ridiculed by the clan elders.

"Is Village Chief Yu here? I want to ask Village Chief Yu about something?"

Jiang Youyi was anxious, leaning over Yu Si to look into the room.

When Yu Zhonghui heard the noise outside, he couldn't sit still and came out.

"Is it righteous? What's wrong?"

Yu Zhonghui asked patiently.

"I just saw you with a group of people, the same group of people who came in the carriage. Are you familiar with them?"

Jiang Youyi asked, suppressing his excitement.

Hearing Jiang Youyi's words, Yu Zhonghui and his son's hearts skipped a beat, and they suddenly connected the two families with the same surname.

Over there, Jiang Li's family was sitting in a carriage. They were in a hurry to leave the city and didn't notice it.

Going back slowly, the carriage curtains were all rolled up, and I noticed that the number of refugees originally gathered at the city gate had now reduced.

Some of them are unwilling to be accepted by the village, and some are ambitious and have low abilities. They have no money and are unwilling to go to the village and want to go to the city.

There is no money to settle in the city unless someone is willing to take him in.

Jiang Songshu reined in the reins, slowed down when he was approaching the city gate, and said hello to Guard Chen who was on duty: "Brother Chen, come home after your shift. Come to my house for dinner and drinks tonight."

"I'm not going. I have something to do tonight. My cousin is getting married and I'm going to have a wedding banquet tonight."

Guard Chen waved his hand.

Jiang Songshu could only give up.

Now, the job of selling houses as an agent initially relied on Chen Huanwei. Although he has gradually got on the right track, it relies more on Jiang Songshu's own communication skills, but he can't forget his roots.

Even when he was a gangster in Anzhou, he relied most on loyalty.

I thought about it and waited until I had time to invite Chen Huanwei to my house for fungus hot pot.

Although Jiang Youli didn't agree to go out for a big meal, Jiang Songshu paid for some cooked food on the way home.

"I'll take charge tonight."

Everyone got off the carriage, Jiang Songshu stopped the carriage, and Jiang Lei suddenly said.

"You cook? Can you?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Li with disbelief.

Jiang Li curled her lips and walked away.

Jiang Baishu, on the other hand, raised his hand, "I prove that the food made by my sister is really delicious. Before I fled the famine, my sister cooked meat porridge for me to eat. It was delicious!"

"Meat porridge?" Jiang Youli's eyes widened and he held Jiang Baishu by the collar, "You brat actually drank meat porridge behind your father's back!"

Jiang Youli didn't dare to question Jiang Li and shouted at Jiang Baishu.

Jiang Baishu twisted around and broke away from Jiang Youli's hand, shouting and running towards Jiang Li, "Sister, help me!"

The father and son were noisy, but Jiang Li had already rolled up her sleeves and started cooking. Mrs. Zhao stepped forward and said, "Ali, do you need me to do anything?"

"You wash the rice and cook it." Jiang Lei said.

Wash the purchased ribs, blanch them in water, add cold water again, then cut the lotus roots into slices one finger wide, pour them into a clay pot and simmer.

The stove is used to stew lotus root soup. The owner's house has a stove, which is used to steam rice and stir-fry vegetables.

Gracilaria made another fried pork with green pepper and fried rapeseed flowers.

The kitchen here was very busy. When Mr. Jiang came back from outside, he asked Jiang Li for a piece of white paper and borrowed charcoal, and then he lay down on the table in the main room and started drawing.

While the rice was still cooking, Gracilaria took time out.

I accidentally glanced at it and found that the old man was drawing blueprints.

"Grandpa, what are you trying to draw?" Jiang Li leaned over and could barely tell that the old man was drawing a chair, but it was too flat and not three-dimensional enough.

No matter how he draws himself, he seems dissatisfied.

"I want to draw a chair, which is only for children under three years old. You can put the child on the chair and fix it to prevent the child from running around."

Mr. Jiang scratched his head.

"Would you like me to try it? Can you tell me in detail what you want?"

Jiang Lei reached out and took the charcoal pen from Mr. Jiang's hand, tilted her head and asked.

"The chair has four legs at the bottom, a wooden board on top to fix the four legs, and three legs on top of the board. A circle fixes the upper ends of the three legs, and the lower ends of the three legs are connected to the wooden board."

Mr. Jiang thought for a moment and explained it in as much detail as possible.

According to Jiang Li's description, a more three-dimensional picture slowly appeared in Jiang Li's painting, and a strange chair appeared.

"Is that like this?" Jiang Li raised her head and looked at Mr. Jiang who was approaching.

Since this pattern was relatively simple, and Mr. Jiang's description made Jiang Li feel a little familiar, after drawing it, Mr. Jiang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's it!"

Isn’t this a modern infant dining chair?

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