Oh, the human heart!

Song Jixiang had already taken in everyone's expressions.

A lot of time has been wasted. Liu Sibao shouted at them to hurry up and finish the work earlier so that they can get paid earlier. Why waste time talking to these people?

believe it or not!

They saw with their own eyes that the girl from the Song family took out one or two taels of silver.

"and many more……"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

One is Aunt Luo,

The other is You Eryong.

You Eryong guessed what Aunt Luo was going to say, "Aunt, put yours aside for now."

When Aunt Luo saw her staring at Mrs. Bai, she understood and smiled and stepped aside.

She planned to squeeze her son in as well. It's just building a wall, her son can do it too.

You have to learn even if you don’t know how!

When Mrs. Bai saw the eyes watching the excitement around her, her old face felt hot. She shrank her neck, raised her foot, and wanted to turn around and run home, but before she could move, she was stopped by someone.

"Liu Ya, what do you think?"

You Eryong seriously sought Song Jixiang's opinion.

I say,

very childish!

Although she could dig a piece of ground with her feet, she still walked with steady steps, but in fact she walked in front of people with her short legs like a skinny chicken.

Since Uncle You didn't ignore her just because she was young, she had to come out to protect him anyway.

He groped in his pocket, pulled out a few silver coins, and shook them in front of Mrs. Bai.

"See? Hurry up and don't waste our time. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

His tone was arrogant and domineering, just like a wealthy man with a fortune.

Mrs. Bai pushed the onlookers away and ran away in panic, still muttering, "Just wait for me, just wait for me..."

When he ran to the corner, he tripped and fell, screaming in pain. He got up and didn't care about the pain anymore, and continued running away.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

……

When they arrived at the house at the foot of the mountain, the group had grown a lot larger.

Tian Danniu, Aunt Luo and her son, and several aunts and grandmas also followed.

Aunt Luo's family has some bricks and tiles left over from building their house. Although the quantity is not large, it's just right when they are added together with Liu Sibao's family!

Therefore, Aunt Luo's son joined in, and the others were also happy.

There is strength in numbers.

The sooner you finish the work, the sooner you get paid.

After entering the room, the woman looked around and was very curious.

The men rolled up their sleeves and started working.

Song Jixiang led Tian Danniu and the others into Jiang's room and let them talk.

She ran to the kitchen, put all the useless broken plates and bowls in a basket, and brought it to the courtyard wall. She shouted to the workers, "Uncles, please embed these broken porcelain pieces on the top of the wall for me."

Wu Dalang and his colleagues, who used to be bricklayers, were confused at first and didn't understand why they did this.

After listening to the explanation, I suddenly understood.

If there is someone with bad intentions, he will be stabbed like a hedgehog after climbing up the wall, right?

You Eryong gave the little girl a thumbs up and said, "This is a great idea! It takes an educated kid to be so good!"

Several people immediately saw a business opportunity in this matter, so they obtained Song Jixiang's consent, and agreed to follow this method next time they went out to build walls for others.

Although there was no patent law in ancient times, people attached great importance to these.

Song Jixiang waved his hands. It was nothing. He was just telling them what he knew. He didn't deserve their sincere thanks.

But she added: "This matter cannot be discussed in the village."

Although they didn't know why they couldn't tell the story in the village, they all nodded solemnly and agreed.

There was someone knocking at the door in the front yard.

Song Jixiang asked them to rest after they were tired, and then went to open the door.

A woman with her head and face wrapped tightly rushed in through the gap, and without saying a word, slapped Song Jixiang in the face.

"Who are you?" Song Jixiang grabbed the other person's wrist.

"You are as shameless as your lowly, lowly mother. Tell me, did you take advantage of your small size to break into my house and steal your grandmother's money?"

Chen Cuihua was talking and spitting.

Because he used too much force, the headscarf on his head fell off.

Her face was completely exposed in front of Song Jixiang.

His hair was uneven, as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and the exposed skin was covered with red tree root-like lines, which were the marks left by lightning strikes.

Horrible and hideous.

Song Jixiang felt happy, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Although her lightning ability was not strong and did not cause any damage to her internal body, it at least left a mark on her face.

Whenever the villagers see her appearance, they will never forget the thunder punishment that day.

For the evil she inflicted on the third wife, she should be nailed to the pillar of shame for eternity, never to be able to turn over.

Chen Cuihua hurriedly put on her headscarf, leaving only a pair of poisonous eyes exposed.

Seeing the wicked suffer, Song Jixiang felt even better.

With his hands on his waist, he pointed to the sky and then to Chen Cuihua: "Remember, there will be retribution for doing bad things!"

As if to fulfill her words, there was a loud thunder from heaven.

In fact, Song Jixiang used his thunder ability for a while.

Chen Cuihua was so frightened that she trembled, took a few steps back and ran away, muttering as she ran: "...Don't look for me, it's not me, I didn't..."

Song Jixiang shouted behind her: "Go back and tell Old Lady Song that if you do too many bad things, God will punish you!"

If heaven doesn't take it away, she will!

For the original body and for this poor family.

I don’t know what Chen Cuihua told Old Lady Song when she returned, but anyway, this incident didn’t cause any stir at all.

No more annoying flies.

Two days later, the walls of the entire house, the leaking places on the roof, and the doors inside and outside the house were all repaired.

After the wages were settled, each person received an extra ten cents, making a total of seventy cents each, which was considered extra compensation for repairing the doors and roof.

This price is indeed a bit high, and Song Jixiang had discussed it with Jiang at the beginning.

Their family did not provide meals, and they had just separated. This was the first time they asked the villagers for help, and they were afraid that others would not agree, so they set the price a little higher.

The men were so happy when they got their share that they were grinning from ear to ear.

Who wouldn’t be happy if you could make money without traveling far?

When leaving, he told Song Jixiang to contact them if he had any problems in the future.

Song Jixiang nodded seriously, "Well, I might have to trouble you uncles when the house is renovated."

The men thought it was just a joke.

laugh it off.

This house is so big, how much would it cost to renovate it?

I'm afraid it can't be done without a few taels of silver.

Although Liu Ya is very strong, there is no guarantee that she will get something every time she goes into the mountains to hunt.

If the prey was so easy to hunt, would they be so stupid as to leave the mountain behind and take the ready-made silver?

It’s not that they look down on this family, it’s just that the facts are there. It’s hard enough to make a living, let alone anything else!

Song Jixiang didn't care about their thoughts. All her thoughts were focused on how to recover and improve her supernatural powers.

But I tried many methods but there was no progress.

According to the experience of the previous two times, we need to wait until the full moon night to encounter energy fluctuations, which will be too slow for the recovery and upgrade of superpowers.

Seeing that the rice jar at home was almost empty, she blinked.

It seems that before improving my superpowers, I have to find a way to fill my stomach!

Jiang looked particularly happy today.

"Hey, this is what my mother got from selling embroidery. She kept it all for my family, Jixiang."

There was a hint of caution in his eyes.

She was afraid that her daughter would think it was too little: "Mother knows that these are just a drop in the bucket, but... Mother can also weave. Tomorrow I will pull some rattan to weave a basket, and then weave some small boxes and small animals that little girls like. The things mother weave are not prickly and are strong..."

Jiang kept on talking, with light in his eyes.

Song Jixiang leaned on her arms: "Mom is the most capable mother, and..."

Then he hugged Song Xiaoqi and kissed him on the face, "Xiaoqi is the best brother!"

These days, the grain, oil, rice and flour that the mother and her two children ate were all exchanged with villagers, and the embroidery was also sold by someone else on their behalf.

It won't be a problem if this continues.

Since Jiang let her be the head of the family, she must be a good head of the family.

Their family was poor and they had to start from scratch.

From firewood, rice, oil, salt, clothes and bedding to everything from a cupboard to a needle, everything had to be purchased.

Also, Xiaoqi’s illness cannot be delayed any longer.

It’s hard to be the head of the family!

So, she decided to go into the mountains again.

Think of a solution from the mountains.

Of course, this had to be kept secret from Jiang first, otherwise she would find it difficult to step out of the room.

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