return to the garden

After returning home, Liao Qing found a lot of cars parked in front of the courtyard.

Pushing open the courtyard door, he saw a lot of people standing in the courtyard. Liao Qing walked into the courtyard and looked at it. It was his steward who went to find the craftsman back.

The steward's surname is Liu, who is Zhigui's biological father and Nanny Song's husband-in-law, and he is reliable in his work.

According to what Liao Qing said, two teams of masons and one team of carpenters will build the house and make doors and windows simultaneously. It couldn't be faster.

Liao Qing nodded, and began to wonder where so many people could live. After much deliberation, he finally went to Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang bought a plow, went back and happily chatted with his husband, didn't even drink water, who knows, Liao Qing came to find him again.

"Mr. Liao, please sit down, please sit down." Uncle Zhang stood up and greeted Liao Qing, who asked Liao Qing to sit down and talk.

Liao Qing sat down and told the story.

"Well... such a thing!" Uncle Zhang frowned, and thought carefully about who else in the village has a more empty house, is more convenient, and is better at talking, "How many people are there?" .

"There are 47 masons in the two teams, plus [-] carpenters." Liao Qing also knew that it would not be easy to arrange people.

Except for Liu Guanshi and the boys who came back, Liao Qing was going to arrange for everyone else.

There are two vacant houses, and the owners of the family have made a fortune. They invited the city, where the houses are kept, they are idle, and they are used to settle for Mr. Liao. Mr. Liao is generous, so the money must not be short ,Why not do it.

But the house deed is kept with the village head, so I have to talk to the village head about this matter.

Uncle Zhang drank some water, and accompanied Liao Qing to the village chief's house without stopping.

Bang bang knocked on the door, Uncle Zhang raised his voice to talk to the people inside, the village chief Fu Lang was cursing and took a while to open the door.

There's no way, Uncle Zhang's seniority is small, what's more, although that brother's speech is not good, but he is the village head's husband, so what, what should you do?

As a result, when the village chief Fu Lang opened the door, he first saw Uncle Zhang, gave him a blank look, and then saw Liao Qing, who was tall and tall behind him.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Liao? Why do you have time to come here?" Since the last time the village chief Fulang knew that Liao Qing still had fame and money in his arms, his whole attitude changed, and he thought wholeheartedly. Liao Qing could be his son-in-law, but the mother-in-law looked satisfied with his son-in-law.

It would be better not to mess with those short-lived mourners.

The village head Fu Lang smiled and led the two people in, sat down in the main room, and warmly served Liao Qing a cup of tea with tea leaves. It was as if he hadn't seen Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang was not annoyed, he was treated like this every time he came, and even got some acid words and stabs, but this time it really wasn't a big deal.

After a while, the village chief came back from the outside, and the shoes on his feet were still stained with mud, so he must have gone to the ground.

In fact, this is exactly the case. The village head is the head of a village. It rained two days ago. He went to see the land for a while, just to see if the spring plowing was about to start. Don't delay the good time.

Liao Qing didn't drink tea, got up and waited for the village chief to sit down before sitting down again.

Liao Qing explained the matter, the village head nodded, and it was over.

"I just said yes, but there is nothing inside. The kang is still strong, but I don't know if I can sleep or not. You can do it according to your own needs. There is only one rule, you can't destroy the house. You make people cherish it." Let's go." The village chief took a sip of his tea and started talking first.

Liao Qing naturally nodded, and the two of them discussed it. One house, three-month rent is 350 yuan, and the other house, three-month rent is [-] yuan. The two houses are quite close to each other. Yes, we walked together, one place is not big, and the other place is slightly smaller, but relatively speaking, the small place can accommodate thirty men without any problem, and the front and back yards live there, so it doesn't look narrow at all.

Liao Qing was relieved, quite satisfied with these two places.

After paying the money readily, the village chief went to find the key for Liao Qing.

Liao Qing felt sleepy as she wrapped her fingers around the jade tassels on her belt.

Uncle Zhang leisurely took the cup of tea that the village head had poured for him, and drank it carefully.

Coincidentally, Zhang Xinyue came in.

He also carried a delicate small teapot in his hand, and took small steps, shaking his waist, and went to fill Liao Qing with tea.

Uncle Zhang usually doesn’t see the elder brother and son of the village chief very often. After all, he is a brother, and he rarely walks outside, but every time Uncle Zhang sees Zhang Xinyue, he must have an arrogant look with his eyes above his head. , It's really not likable, but I didn't expect that little brother to have such a side.

The noodles were full of spring, and she lowered her head shyly and called Liao Qing "Brother Liao".

Liao Qing was shocked by him, and Liao Qing felt that he couldn't bear the affectionate look in his eyes, and his back felt cold.

"Brother Liao~ I'll pour you tea..." Zhang Xinyue walked up to pour tea for Liao Qing with small steps, holding the teapot.

"No need, I'm not thirsty, so you don't have to be polite." Liao Qing moved away calmly.

Zhang Xinyue didn't care, anyway, pouring tea was just an excuse for him, and his goal was directed at Liao Qing.

It's all his father's fault for not letting him go out for several days, so he didn't even have a chance to see Brother Liao.

"Then... this is..." Zhang Xinyue put the teapot on the table, and then took out a purse from his sleeve. Liao Qing took a look and didn't even want to touch it.

"This is for Brother Liao, I hope Brother Liao likes it, and I will say goodbye to Brother Liao next time." Then he stuffed it into Liao Qing's hand and ran out covering his face.

Liao Qing threw the rough purse on the table with stiff hands and feet, then went outside the main room and waited for the village chief to give him the key, then hurried back.

Uncle Zhang hesitated to speak along the way, full of words, even seeing Liao Qing's stiff Liao Qing, he didn't dare to say it.

At the end, he just said, "The brother of the village chief's family is not safe... Mr. Liao needs to think about it."

Liao Qing nodded, did not speak, and went to the meeting with a stiff face.

After returning home, Liao Qing gave the key to the steward and didn't care about anything else. He went to the kitchen and asked Nanny Song to boil a pot of bath water for him first, and then calmed down after taking a bath.

When I came out, everyone had already left.

After taking a shower, Liao Qing wore the clothes in the work space, a delicate black water satin dress.

Liao Qing has a lot of clothes, so it's easy to buy clothes. Zhang Xiaoli doesn't know exactly how many clothes Liao Qing has, but he just thinks that Liao Qing's new clothes will make Liao Qing stronger, and he is no longer the usual lazy lazy look.

The end of her hair was still dripping, so Zhang Xiaoli carefully wiped Liao Qing's hair from the end with a cloth towel, and combed it smoothly again.

"In two days, the arrangement here is ready and work starts. How about I take you to Yunzhou?" Liao Qing turned around and hugged Zhang Xiaoli on his lap.

"Hmm..." Zhang Xiaoli shyly leaned back on Liao Qing's body. Liao Qing's breath hit near his neck. Liao Qing, who had good eyesight, saw Zhang Xiaoli's neck, and there was a very thin twitch. A slice of goosebumps.

"By the way, Brother Liao, the new sachet is ready, you can see if it suits you." Liao Qing took out a light blue sachet from his sleeve.

Liao Qing looked at Zhang Xiaoli's slender fingers holding the sachet, and suddenly felt very fond of it. She took it over and took a look happily. The stitches were quite delicate and the embroidery was beautiful. There was also a pear embroidered on the inner lining, a golden one. a pear.

Liao Qing's eyes were full of smiles, and he just wanted to hug him up and spin around.

"I like it. Brother Liao likes everything Xiaoli made." Liao Qing nodded and hung the sachet on his belt.

The light blue outer shirt really matched the purse, and it looked very nice. Liao Qing kissed Zhang Xiaoli on the forehead.

"Brother Liao likes it, as long as he likes it, then Xiaoli will go to work first, and we will have dinner later." Zhang Xiaoli was embarrassed to stay in Liao Qing's arms, afraid that Nanny Song or Zhigui would come out and see her later.

Liao Qing put him down, and then went to the study to guide Zhang Xiaolin to study.

"You read yours, and if you don't know it, just ask me." Liao Qing sat on the rattan chair with legs crossed.

Zhang Xiaolin saw that Liao Qing was in a daze as soon as he sat down, so he didn't bother him, and wrote the post word by word.

The post was naturally written by Liao Qing. After seeing it written twice, Zhang Xiaolin felt that if he got something, all the words "Zhang" were written on one piece of paper, so he changed another piece of paper to write, his face was full Seriously, he looked more engrossed than Liao Qing.

"Pay attention to its coordination, and when he wrote it, he didn't fill in a square grid, but a trapezoidal structure. Look at your character, which is square, and it looks stupid. Look at my character again. This stroke should be short, and the stroke should be long, it will be more comfortable to look at, try it.” Liao Qing clicked the words to talk to Zhang Xiaolin about the structure coordination.

Zhang Xiaolin nodded, and asked Liao Qing as soon as he wrote a stroke, the last word was really meaningful.

Zhang Xiaolin was a little excited, and practiced again, his face full of joy.

"By the way, your brother and I will go to Yunzhou to play in a few days. You can watch the progress on the mountain with that steward Liu at home." Seeing that Zhang Xiaolin was happy, Liao Qing threw a landmine without hesitation.

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaolin opened his mouth wide and blinked his eyes, unable to realize what Liao Qing was talking about.

"Ah, what, I'm going to Yunzhou with your brother to play, you stay at home, I will ask Guanshi Liu to help, and when we come back, I will bring you delicious and fun things." Liao Qing stroked Zhang Xiaolin's hair, and the little Like leopards, their hair is stiff.

"But..." Not so good.

"Anyway, in about ten days, I finished carving the inkstone on Mr. Qin's side, and we will set off and expect to be back in three months." Liao Qing waved his hand, just as Zhang Xiaoli came to order dinner, Liao Qing shook his hand and went away.

After a tiring day, I'm really hungry!