Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

"Second Leng"

"hey-hey."

No wonder some people say that love is like a beautiful melody that makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Erlang interpreted this sentence very well, but he acted a little silly.

"Brother Zheng, is Erlang stupid?"

The third brother was secretly shocked. He had never heard that finding a wife could make people stupid?

"Haha, third brother, you'll know when you find a wife."

Yang Youde smiled and patted the third brother.

The third brother shook his head and said nothing. He was struggling in his heart whether he should find a wife in the future or whether he would become as stupid as Erlang.

"Let's go, Lao San. I got a deck of playing cards today. Let's go play some cards."

There was nothing to do after dinner, so Li Dabao and Lao San took Erlang to play cards.

"Uncle, thank you."

After eating and drinking, the three little guys did not forget to run over and say thank you.

"Forehead.."

"Call me brother."

Liu Guozheng is only 19 years old this year. Although his mental age is in his 40s, he doesn't like others to call him uncle.

"Brother Zheng."

The five little guys said in unison.

"Tell me, what are your names?"

Looking at the three new little guys, Liu Guozheng asked with a smile.

"My name is Liu Xiaolong. I am ten years old."

"My name is Liu Xiaohu. I am eight years old."

"My name is Liu Xiaofeng, and I'm five years old."

The three little guys were not stage-shy and said their names confidently.

"Is there anyone else at home?"

Although I didn't really want to ask this question, I asked it after thinking about it. I will have to ask this question sooner or later anyway.

"They're all gone."

Liu Xiaolong was unexpectedly calm. Only Xiaohu and Xiaofeng had tears in their eyes and sobs in their throats.

"Alas, in this world, they are all children."

Old Yang said with tears in his eyes and sighed. Yang Youde didn't know how many times he wanted to cry, maybe because he was old, his tears were shallow.

"Hey, this will be your home from now on."

There is no way, some things cannot be changed by individuals. If you have not encountered it, it doesn't matter. If you have encountered it, do your best.

"Oh, we have a home again."

“We have a home again.”

The three little guys jumped for joy.

"Xiaolong, have you ever been to school?"

It just so happened that Li Dabao bought some picture books and primary school textbooks today, so they don't have to be idle all day.

Liu Xiaolong said a little embarrassedly: "I have, in the second grade. But I don't know many words."

"Okay, starting tomorrow, you will teach them a few words."

"Teach as many as you know."

No matter how many words Liu Xiaolong knows, it's at least something for the little ones to do.

"Brother Zheng, won't you let us work?"

Liu Xiaolong asked in disbelief.

"There is no need for children to work here. You just need to study hard."

"After these busy days, I will find you a teacher to teach you."

Liu Guozheng had already made up his mind that when Li Xiujuan finished making the clothes and had nothing to do, he would ask her to teach the little ones to read and write.

They must learn, not just the little ones, Erlang and the third child also have to learn. It is not required that they can learn a lot, but at least they have to learn to write their own names.

But it’s different for children, they must study hard.

From ancient times to the present, if children from poor families want to succeed, studying is the only way.

Of course, learning is not only about getting into a good school, but also about learning various skills, such as cooking and carpentry. After all, people have different talents, and not everyone can get into Peking University or Tsinghua University.

Liu Guozheng had already thought about it. The children in the village who had no talent for studying must learn a technical skill. As long as they had a technical skill, they would never starve to death at any time, except in special circumstances.

"I understand, brother Zheng. I will definitely teach them well. I will teach them everything I know."

Liu Xiaolong replied solemnly with a serious expression.

"Come, these books are in your care."

"You guys take this book to your house (into the cave)"

The little ones were so happy, especially Da Ni and Er Ni. They had never dared to think about it before, because their family would never let them go to school. Going to school was only for boys in the family.

"Old Yang, go divide these quilts and give each person a set first."

"it is good."

Yang Youde went to distribute the quilts and took three sets of toothbrushes and toothpaste for Xiaolong and his two siblings.

Liu Guozheng started to boil water and use the newly bought thermos, placing one in each room so that it would be convenient to drink water.

After everything was cleaned up, I played cards for a while and then took a rest. I was exhausted after digging holes for a whole day.

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In the early morning, the sun gently jumps out of the horizon, awakening the sleeping world with its quiet and soft light.

It also awakened Liu Guozheng.

Walked out of the house and stretched.

I saw Lao San, Er Lang and Li Dabao practicing boxing by the swimming pool.

I didn’t see Lao Yang. I don’t know what he was doing.

The little ones haven't gotten up yet, and Liu Guozheng has no intention of waking them up. After going through so many days of suffering, let them sleep peacefully until they wake up naturally.

After practicing military boxing twice, Liu Guozheng started to cook.

There's no way. Except for myself, none of these people can cook.

This is also thanks to the previous life. Most men have learned to cook and are quite good at it.

Of course, Liu Guozheng can only order basic home-cooked meals, which can’t be said to be very delicious, but they are not bad either, and are better than some or some of the worst.

Today's breakfast is millet porridge. Millet is the best food for the poor and is rich in nutrients. Especially when it is cooked for a long time, there will be a layer of porridge oil on it, which can strengthen the spleen and stomach. Many children from poor families rely on millet porridge to survive. This thing is nourishing.

He fried two more dishes, shredded potatoes and stir-fried pork. These were the only two dishes Liu Guozheng could make with the existing ingredients.

Although there are only two dishes, the portions are very large, mainly because there are so many people and if there are less, there won’t be enough to eat.

After dinner was ready, the little ones got up.

Then call someone and start eating right away.

"Oh, Brother Zheng, I didn't expect you can cook."

Erlang was very surprised. When they first started, Liu Guozheng never cooked anything. He always stewed meat. Potatoes stewed chicken, potatoes stewed lamb, potatoes stewed pork, three meals a day.

"Before, there was only salt and no seasoning, so of course we could only stew the meat."

If Li Dabao hadn’t bought all the seasonings yesterday, we would probably have had corn porridge and boiled potatoes in the morning.

"I still have to thank Dabao. Dabao, eat more."

After Erlang finished speaking, he was about to pick up some food for Li Dabao.

"Okay, Erlang, just eat you, and leave me alone."

Slurping, drinking millet porridge and eating shredded potatoes, it was such a great enjoyment.

"fragrant."

"good to eat."

“This is the best meal I’ve ever had in my life.”

Liu Xiaofeng's words made everyone laugh.

"Xiao Feng, you are just a little old, this is your life."

Li Dabao smiled.

“It’s the most delicious anyway.”

After saying that, he buried his head and continued eating.

"It's delicious, but you can't eat too much. Just eat until you're 80% full."

Liu Guozheng was really worried that the three of them didn't know how to control themselves and would eat too much, which would be counterproductive.

"Uh-huh."

"I understand, brother Zheng."

"Brother Zheng, I'm only 60% full now."

"Hahaha."