I rely on the words of the husband [farming]

Zhou Jian's vision is vicious. He can tell at a glance that this thing will definitely help him to a higher level. The territory of Yi'an City is relatively small, and the annual tax can only be ranked in the middle of the surrounding cities. He can only feel wronged and is still a From Qipin county magistrate.

This thing was discovered in time, and the credits can be said to be big or small. The small official can't rob him, and the high official disdains to snatch him. It can almost make him a seventh rank.

In the evening, Zhou Jian lit the oil lamp. He sat under the lamp and thought hard to write down a report carefully. He wanted to write about what he discovered by accident when he went to the fields and went to the fields to investigate public opinion. It's all my own credit.

But when he wrote it, he felt that it was not very good. He has been an official for many years, and his conscience has not yet died out. Thinking of the young man who kept calling "Mr. Zheng", he struggled for a long time and finally added "a Mr. Zheng villagers".

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the other side.

When Zheng Chengan returned home, he found that the fried noodles he had just brewed had been eaten up, and even the bowls had been cleaned.

Zheng Chengan: "...!"

Lian Xing said shyly, "I'll make another bowl for you." It was so delicious that Ah Mu said that if he didn't eat it, he would kill it. Anyway, there are still so many, so it's okay to drink again when my husband comes back.

He ate clean with Eminem.

While drinking the sweet fried batter, Zheng Chengan ate the sauerkraut that was just taken out of the vat in the morning. This dish was pickled with rapeseed, and it tasted refreshing and delicious.

At the dinner table, Zheng Chengan casually threw out his income.

He spoke calmly, as if it was only fifty renminbi, but the others at the table were all stunned.

Mrs. Li stuttered: "This, so many?"

Father Zheng also frowned and said, "There are really so many? Don't be fooled, kid."

Zheng Chengan sucked in a mouthful of the paste, then took out his hand, and threw the heavy purse on the table.

Mrs. Li came over and poured it on the table. The white silver taels radiated dazzling light, which could almost blind people's eyes, and swallowed: "Hey, one, two... five... seven... ten , It’s really 50 taels, old man, our family has sent it!”

Father Zheng couldn't believe it, "You can really earn so much by writing scripts? Didn't you do other things behind our backs?"

"That's right." Li Shi also said, "I haven't seen other people earn so much writing scripts? Isn't it fake?"

"How can this be fake? It's clear that your son, I write well, sell it, and bring more profits to the bookstore, so he will give me so much. Besides, you don't know the bookstore It is said that there are branches all over the country, and this is the sum of money from other places.”

If you think about it this way, dozens of cities across the country, and each place sells it for two or three taels, it seems... easy to accept.

Mrs. Li nodded, satisfied.

"Then what are we going to do with so much money?"

Zheng Cheng'an had already had an idea: "Build a house."

"Building a house?"

Father Zheng was a little bit reluctant, after all, he lived in the place where he lived for decades since he was a child, "Our house is still new, so don't need to build it."

Zheng Chengan shook his head, with a firm attitude: "If we want to build it, we must build a big tiled house made of green bricks."

When he went to the county seat, Zheng Cheng'an fell in love with other people's brick houses, and he felt comfortable looking at them. His old house was made of burnt adobe bricks, and the outer walls would fall off when touched, and the sound insulation was extremely bad. The bed was always creaking, which made it difficult for him to enjoy himself when exercising every night.

"Ah..." Mrs. Li felt a little distressed. If he wanted to build a brick and tile house, he would be able to spend all the money in one go. He hadn't had time to warm it up yet, but at the same time he was very excited.

The blue bricks and green tiles are indeed very beautiful. There is no one in the whole village that can afford to build such a house, and they can be regarded as the only ones.

Zheng Cheng'an doesn't care, the old one doesn't go, the new one doesn't come, he earns it after the money is spent, besides, the current house is decades old, it's time to get a new one.

Father Zheng remained silent.

It wasn't until the meal was almost finished that he finally nodded heavily, "Yes."

Then they began to discuss various materials needed to build the house. Father Zheng provided several places: the furniture of the Chen family in Xiahe Village was well-made, and all the furniture in the ten miles and eight villages were custom-made from him; there was also a logging family in the same village. , there is a lot of good wood in the house; there is a door and window maker in Hexi Village...

Zheng Cheng'an knew the place where the bricks were fired. He had been there once in a while, and when he saw black smoke rising there, he saw it at a glance.

"By the way," Zheng's father said, "you have to tell the villagers about this matter in advance. How much do you plan to pay if you ask them to help?"

Zheng Cheng'an originally wanted to invite craftsmen from the county town, but he was a little disgusted with some people in this village, and he didn't want to get involved with them. "Do we have to invite them? Can we go to the county town to hire professional craftsmen?"

But Father Zheng clicked his tongue, "It's not easy for you, not to mention that in the village you help me and I help you, and the craftsmen in the city can double the labor costs in our village. The cost would be enormous, and if you still want to use green bricks to build it, this amount of money may not be enough."

"But..." Zheng Chengan still wanted to say something, and Li Shi also persuaded: "Let's listen to your father. Let's not talk about the salary. It will be even more difficult for you to do in this village in the future. Everyone will come and have fun." Only by going to the ground to help can the relationship be closer!"

"Actually, I think you're annoying too. Obviously you used to be so cheerful and have a good relationship with the villagers. Why do you always stay at home and don't go out after this amnesia? Last time I saw you sneaking out of the house to avoid seeing people. Xiaolu is going home, with your lonely appearance, how can others not talk about you behind your back!"

"But they always ask questions when they see each other." Zheng Chengan said unconvinced, obviously those people had bigger problems.

"That's not caring about you." Li Shi said, "Strangers don't ask you anything."

Zheng Chengan was defeated, he would rather he and them were just strangers, for the sake of money, he gritted his teeth and said: "...Okay."

Father Zheng said: "But it's not enough now, the busy farming is not over yet, let's wait another ten days, and wait until everyone has planted sorghum."

That's right, they haven't planted their own.

However, the house can be built after a few days, but the materials in the early stage must be prepared now.

On the first day, he went to the brick kiln, ordered a batch of bricks and tiles from there, paid a part of the deposit, and made up the balance after the rest were shipped.

On the second day, he planned to order a batch of furniture. This time, the village was not far away, so he took Lian Xing along with him.

Zheng Chengan stopped at the intersection, still recalling whether his father told him to turn left or right...

Lian Xing has already set foot on the road on the left first.

Seeing that he seemed to be very familiar with the road here, Zheng Chengan followed up and asked, "Why are you so familiar with this place?"

Lian Xing pursed his lips and said, "I am from this village."

"what?"

Zheng Chengan was startled, he hadn't heard Lian Xing talk about his family.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? I came here empty-handed, hey, no, no, where can I buy something, I have to visit my parents-in-law." Zheng Chengan was in a hurry.

Lian Xing hurriedly stopped him: "No need, my parents have passed away long ago."

How could this be? !

Zheng Chengan didn't know which news was more shocking.

"I'm sorry...I...I don't know...don't be sad." Zheng Chengan was at a loss.

Lian Xing shook his head: "It's okay, they've been gone for many years."

Zheng Chengan asked cautiously: "Then...are there any other people in your family?"

"After my parents left, I have been living with my uncle and aunt. In addition to my uncle and aunt, I also have a cousin and a cousin."

"Well, do you want to go home and have a look later?"

Lian Xing smiled, but that smile did not make people feel the slightest joy, but was full of bitterness, "No need."

Zheng Cheng reassured: There must be something wrong here.

But looking at Lian Xing's appearance, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

As expected, Lian Xing was very familiar with this place, and they met many people who greeted him along the way.

"Lian Xing, go back to your mother's house? Hey, is this your husband? What a talent!"

"Why haven't I seen you back in the past few months?"

"I haven't seen you in a few months, Lian Xing has gained weight!"

"Hey, not bad, this little face is more wet than before."

"Ah, Lian Xing is back, let's come to grandma's for lunch."

Zheng Chengan laughed so hard that his face almost froze, he kept saying "um", "yes", "that's right", "you've won the prize", "don't bother you" before he squeezed out from the crowd.

Even after he wore it, he was still on his back, feeling that there were always pairs of loving eyes staring at him behind him, walking solemnly, while whispering to Lian Xing: "You are really welcome!"

Lian Xing had a real smile in his eyes this time, and couldn't hide that happiness, "They are very good."

If it weren't for them, he might not have survived these years.

Seeing the backs of the two walking away together, the woman sitting in the village suddenly sighed, "Lian Xing has met a good family."

"Yes, the child's luck for the first half of his life has been changed to this time."

"It's great, my husband is awake too, and he's been kind to him. This is much better than what we thought at the beginning."

"I saw that boy from the Zheng family talking softly to Lian Xing just now. Lian Xing seemed quite comfortable living with him, and now he is much more energetic than before."

"Sigh, I don't know what Wang Fang thinks, such a good boy, but to match him with such a bad old man, if it wasn't for the Zheng family's coincidence to be happy, Lian Xing would have been in it for the rest of his life."

"Don't talk about it. In her eyes, her son is a treasure, and no one else looks down on it. It's also miserable for the little girl Lianqiao to be born in that family."

"Yeah, the little girl is about to reach her age. Two days ago, I saw that she was short and thick, thin and small, and she didn't look like she was raised by a good family."

"Do you think Lianqiao will be like Lian Xing, who will be let off by her casually?"

"Should... no?" The man was also a little hesitant, "Forsythia is her own, and tiger poison doesn't even eat children..." But thinking about what happened to that little girl, Forsythia, in the past few months, she couldn't bear it anymore. Silently fell silent.

How could it be impossible to meet Wang Fang.