technical type

"You really don't want to live with us?"

A few days passed, and the man got better. He still had a job, and he couldn't stay in the village for a long time. When he was about to leave, he asked Ji Mo again.

"No, there is no need."

There is indeed a room for him in the house in the town, but after all, it’s not about father and son, just a light family relationship, and living together under the same roof, I’m afraid it’s inconvenient, so it’s better to stay here, Grandpa Sun’s yard is repaired a little, or Very good.

Ji Mo didn't plan to spend more time in the place where he lived, as a builder, it is impossible to stick to one place, he is destined to leave, he just lives temporarily before leaving.

"you……"

For this son, it's not that the man has never gotten along with each other before, but those unreliable father-son get-togethers didn't allow him to grasp Ji Mo's temperament. Seeing him like this, he didn't say anything, and he still felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't express it like before. Outside, after a few exhortations, he took the woman and left.

Ji Mo looked at the backs of the two leaving. At first, the man was walking in front, and the woman was half a step away from the woman. Then the two walked side by side, and then... Although they couldn't see what they said, the distance between the two was still there. The relationship between them is indeed getting closer.

For so many years, the person who accompanied the pillow, the dead should not be chased, but the living should be cherished, that's all.

The requirements for keeping filial piety are mostly the same. Ji Mo asked the elders in the village and found that it was similar to what he knew, so he followed the requirements.

How much do I do my best to remember grandpa grandpa in this way.

When Wang Jiulang came, Ji Mo was looking at the water at the big bluestone. Since Grandpa Sun fell off the big bluestone, the elders in the village began to restrain the children of each family and forbid them to play at the big bluestone again. It's only been a few days, and the lessons learned from the past are not far away, and few people dare to come here.

The mottled spots on the bluestone always reminded Ji Mo of the blood left by Grandpa Sun.

"Brother Wang Jiu!"

Seeing Wang Jiulang, Ji Mo was surprised, never expecting him to come.

"I'll take a look."

In fact, Wang Jiulang and Ji Mo hadn't parted for a long time. Seeing you again now, he looked much calmer. He came to Ji Mo's side, opened his mouth, and said, "My condolences."

Ji Mo smiled: "It's nothing, it's over, it's just a pity that I didn't see the last side."

In fact, it's not interesting to see it. At that time, is there any choice other than sadness?

"My father was very worried when he heard the news. He said he would come here by himself, but..." Wang Jiulang twitched his lips, "...I came here by myself."

Wang Jiulang also seemed to be in a depressed mood. After saying this, he stopped talking, and stood beside the stone with Ji Mo, looking at the water, not knowing what he could see from the sparkling waves.

Ji Mo was embarrassed to let him stand with him, because he came from a long way, and he wanted to say hello, and borrowed some things from the people in the village to start a business at home.

Seeing Ji Mo busy in the kitchen, Wang Jiulang also came to help. When the two of them had the best relationship before, one led the way and the other followed. Now, it is rare for them to rub shoulders and move their elbows in the small kitchen. Bigger can fight.

Ji Mo knows how to cook, whether it’s delicious or not, anyway, it’s cooked, so can Wang Jiulang. If it’s said that all the children in the farm are women who cook, I’m afraid it’s a bit biased. Since they grew up, who didn’t help them? Do you work at home?

With that kind of experience, if you take pictures of cats and tigers, you can make something to eat.

This is especially true for a guy like Wang Jiulang who is always out with projects. Otherwise, if you want to eat something delicious, can you count on some shops in the barren hills and remote places to buy and sell?

The two worked together, and soon a table with a large amount of food was ready.

During the meal, no one said a word, just like a competition, they ate their heads, and after eating, they looked at the cold leftovers, but they didn't want to move for a while, so they just sat at the dining table and talked.

Ji Mo took a vegetable cover and covered all the dishes, temporarily blocking the mosquitoes, and began to ask Wang Jiulang how Master Wang was doing.

Wang Jiulang couldn't hold back his words, so when Ji Mo asked, he just said it.

When Ji Mo left, the civil servant was still criticizing. At that time, Ji Mo didn't like to watch the scene and left early, but Wang Jiulang didn't have the freedom of a non-staff person like him, so he followed him all the time, because he was the son of Wang Dajiang and he was born tall , is even more striking.

He also has such a temperament that when the civil servant inspects the place he is in charge of, he insists on saying that the turning of the corridor is wrong, which is not good-looking.

When he competed with Ji Mo back then, although Wang Jiulang had fulfilled his expectations, he had already been criticized once by Wang Dajiang. He was not very convinced, and when he heard what the civil official said, he immediately exploded, and he directly replied to him, saying: The blueprint is like this, if it is wrong, ask him to talk to the person who made the blueprint.

The person who decided on the blueprints was the civil servant's superior, and he could not comment on it. His face turned blue and white with anger, and he pointed at Wang Jiulang's nose and scolded him. He scolded very badly, but the literati despised all illiterate people. discourse.

Wang Jiulang was very loyal, so he didn't hear this, Dajiang Wang didn't have time to stop him, and asked him to grab the collar of the civil servant and lift him up, as if he was catching a chicken.

He didn't go into details, but the scene was extremely ridiculous.

His fists were all raised, but he didn't swing them out. Wang Dajiang couldn't hold him, but he knelt down for him, and scolded him: "You're killing us!"

This sentence finally brought back some of Wang Jiulang's rationality, calmed him down, and let him down again. The civil servant was so frightened that he didn't dare to talk anymore, and he didn't even see his acceptance, but turned his head, Wang Dajiang was beaten on the charge of "tampering with the drawing".

Not much, twenty boards, blood dripping from the beating on the back and legs, and now he is still lying on the bed, unable to get up.

"Obviously he asked to change it. We changed it according to what he said. It took time and effort. It's good that we didn't miss the construction period. How could we expect..."

When Wang Jiulang said this, his eyes were red with grievances. How could there be such disgusting people in the world? !

Needless to say, he knew that it must be the villainous civil servant who caused the trouble, but, so what?

Such a knot in his heart made him not so happy. This time he came here, saying that he came to worship and visit, but in fact it also meant to relax.

Because Ji Mo had talked about related topics with Wang Jiulang the day he left, and let him know what it means for a builder to no longer be an official. Now it seems that, as expected, a craftsman, any small official can come and step on him.

The most terrible thing is that Wang Dajiang was injured and couldn't move, and he was also responsible for the subsequent construction problems. That is to say, if there were any problems in the acceptance inspection, he would still be punished here.

It can be regarded as knowing why there is a saying that carpenters hate winning. If the people who want to work are so hateful, it is no wonder that the workers will harbor resentment and secretly manipulate.

Ji Mo didn't know how to comfort him, so he didn't say a word, and let him babble a few words, and after seeing that he was drunk without drinking, he arranged for him to sleep.

I went to the kitchen to pack my things. It was hot at this time, and the leftovers had to be put in a basket, and then hung in the well to keep it cool, so that it would not be broken overnight.

Wang Jiulang didn't fall asleep, he sat on the bed in a daze.

"Things in this world are like this. Without the right to speak, they can only be manipulated by others... All walks of life, if there is no leader to support them, they will only be trampled under the feet of others."

Don't say that in ancient times, cliques were always formed, even the courts formed cliques, which is really naive, but human beings are animals that live in groups. How can there be no leader in a group?

In the past, the architects were the group leaders of the craftsmen. If something was wrong, they would be held accountable. They knew what all kinds of craftsmen were like, and they could block those unreasonable demands for the craftsmen. , Now, without this buffer, it is rare for a layman to lead an expert and expect a layman to excel, just like a civil servant who becomes a general and wins a battle.

Among the civil servants, there may be one or two who are interested in construction, and they can tell one, two, three, but more, most of them are still the kind of people who don't know and pretend to understand.

They only think that construction is as simple as building blocks, and they feel that they can do it with their own hands. Since the construction period is so simple, why does it take so long?

It's normal to be stuck with the construction period. If you say more, good officials will postpone it, and bad officials will only think that the craftsmen are lazy.

As for the purchased materials, these things are not allowed to touch the hands of craftsmen. Buying them all is a work of oil and water. How can it be cheaper for outsiders?

Buying less and paying more, shoddy as good, these are the most common, there is no serious builder to suppress, the master is just a craftsman, and his words are not so effective, and the civil servant above, you ask him which kind of wood is suitable for you? He might not be able to answer what to make, and how to know whether the material is good or bad.

Wang Jiulang opened up the chatter box, and poured out all the injustices encountered in these years like bitter water. Ji Mo was dumbfounded when he heard it. He really didn't expect there to be so much tricks in it. Indeed.

"Okay, don't think about those things anymore, those are all matters from above, and they won't fall on your head for the time being, as long as you don't be so impulsive in the future."

Thinking of Master Wang, and looking at Wang Jiulang as a cheater, Ji Mo also wanted to persuade him, "Your temper is too impatient and aggressive, it's okay if you do things honestly, but you can't do anything else."

The piece that Wang Jiulang was in charge of, how could the construction period be so fast? It was because of his constant urging. He only wanted to win over Ji Mo and make him one step faster. How could he think of whether the person being urged would be willing? It was up to Master Wang to bear it. He, listening to him greet with a loud voice, is really...

Ji Mo: "I must be a construction engineer. You can follow me in the future and don't deal with those civil servants. It should be better."

"Who wants to follow you! I will do it myself!" Wang Jiulang was dissatisfied and retorted.

Ji Mo smiled, let's talk about the future, everything is possible!