The passer-by sister who wears the female supporting role in the era

Chapter 115 Preparing to Build a House
Captain Song's family...

"Father, that female educated youth surnamed Gao said she has something to do with you, and she is waiting at the gate of the courtyard."

Song Shuanzhu's eldest son, Song Guoqiang, hadn't entered the house yet, so he yelled out from the outside room in a hurry.

At this time, not long after breakfast, Song Shuanzhu was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the kang, smoking the dry tobacco he rolled. When he heard his son say that the plague god came to find him, he shook his hands excitedly, and the just lit cigarette fell on his lap.

"Ouch."

Song Shuanzhu jumped off the edge of the kang in a hurry, but he was still a step too late, and a big hole was burned in the cotton trousers.

Several people in the room were stunned by Song Shuanzhu's operation.

Sun Lihua was the first to react, looking at the hole in her man's cotton trousers, she gritted her teeth and scolded sharply:

"Look at your discoloration (sai three times), and think about which old woman, this year's newly made cotton trousers will be patched, and any good things will become tattered in your hands."

Song Shuanzhu stared: "Hey, what are you talking about, old lady, I'm happy to wear patched clothes."

After finishing speaking angrily, he put on his coat and hat and left the house.

Sun Lihua was so angry that she took a sip: "It's a prodigal, it's just a girl's film, why are you so excited."

Song Baozhen's eyes flickered, Gao Yueyang came to look for her father at this time, did she want to go to the county or city.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he probably went to the city to look for Brother Qin, thinking of this, his complexion immediately turned bad.

At the gate of the courtyard...

Song Shuanzhu looked at a certain woman who still wrapped herself tightly, only showing a pair of big eyes, and laughed:
"Hey, Gao Zhiqing doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Do you want me to write a letter of introduction to go to the county or city?"

Gao Yueyang shook his head lightly: "I want to build a house in the team next month, so I came to the team leader to pick a homestead."

Song Shuanzhu was stunned for a moment: "The house where the educated youth lives is big enough, so don't waste money building a house to live in."

Gao Yueyang explained with rare patience: "It's inappropriate for my younger brother Wang Baolei to live in an educated youth courtyard.

As far as I know, new educated youths will come to the countryside in March every year. If there are many educated youths in the team this time, Wang Baolei will have no place to live. "

Song Shuanzhu seemed to have just remembered something else: "Gao Zhiqing, you are really thoughtful, but there are still a few deserted courtyards in our team.

Although the house is a little dilapidated, it can still be used for living. Do you want to consider it? "

Gao Yueyang thought for a while, if there were neighbors in the front, back, left, and right, it would be relatively safer to sleep at night.

It's just that it's too troublesome to build a red brick and big tile house by myself, and the dilapidated house has to be cleaned up.

"Captain, to tell you the truth, what I want to build is a red brick house, and it will be easier to build a new homestead."

Song Shuanzhu was surprised and said: "It's just you two, why build such a good house, no, I didn't underestimate you, but the brick and tile house is too expensive, and your resettlement fee is not enough."

But I heard that this female educated youth spends a lot of money, and the resettlement fee is estimated to have spent half of it. If she asks to borrow money...

The corner of Gao Yueyang's mouth curled up: "The captain can rest assured in terms of money, I know what I know, and I won't borrow money from the team."

"If you have time now, you might as well lead me to choose one."

Song Shuanzhuo was overwhelmed by rubbing his mind, and his old face blushed: "Well, in our team, only the west end of the village and the row to the south have room. Where do you think we should look first?"

Gao Yueyang replied without thinking: "Don't look at the west side, I will choose a piece in the south."

The reason why he didn't choose the west side was because he and his brother's mother died there. If they were too close, the appointment would have an impact on Wang Baolei's mental health.

Song Baozhen stood at the door of the room, saw the two people outside the courtyard talking and went south along the alley in front, instead of going to the brigade headquarters, she felt relieved, because she was thinking too much.

There are only four families on the southernmost street (gai sound), and there is a large field not far in front of it, with a wide view.

The only bad thing is that there will be dust everywhere when the strong wind blows in spring and autumn, and it will be buried and discarded.

Since the two homesteads next to the fourth family's house have already been occupied, they should wait for the family to be separated or build a house when they have money.

Gao Yueyang directly chose a piece of homestead in order. There are few people and a lot of land here, and the homestead has an area of ​​more than half an acre, which is more than 400 square meters.

"Captain, tomorrow I want to pay to rent the tractors in our team, and spend some money to hire two male commune members to buy bricks at the small brick factory in the commune."

Since the house will start to be built next month, the materials for building the house must be prepared in advance.

Song Shuanzhu stopped and said seriously, "So fast?"

Gao Yueyang nodded calmly: "Well, I have to build the house before the team starts working, and I have to ask the team leader to help me find two nimble women to cook for a few days, each at [-] cents per day wages."

"Of course, if the team leader handles things quickly, your benefits will naturally be indispensable."

Song Shuanzhuo bit his back teeth, it was blatant, but he still couldn't refuse, ahem, it's good
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Gao Yueyang plans to prepare all the materials needed for building the house before the end of this month, and then go to the county or city to find a construction team to come back.

If I am not short of money, I need to build a decent and safe house, so that I can live comfortably.

After graduating from high school and finding a job in the city, the house can still be sold without losing money.

The action of building a house and pulling materials is too big. In the next few days, the members of the team will talk about this topic the most.

At this time, in front of Gao Yueyang's homestead, there were several groups of people standing in groups of three or four. They were not too cold, and they were quite enthusiastic about chatting with arms crossed.

"Hey, hey, everyone, take a look, another cart has been pulled in. I don't know what it is this time."

A monkey-like young man with a dark red face suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the tractors in the team were slowly moving from far to near.

"Suddenly..."

After a while, the tractor finally stopped in the homestead, and everyone rushed to it.

When the broken grass curtain covering it was lifted, someone immediately said in surprise: "Hey, it's cement, and it's not old or young."

"Yeah, where do you squeeze so much cement?"

The monkey-like guy next to him listened, and while helping to unload the cement, he started bragging:
"You don't know this. The floors and walls of the houses in the city are all made of cement, and then painted with lime. The house is clean and bright, and it looks old."

The tractor driver suddenly interrupted with a smile: "Zhu Gan'er is right, he often goes to the county town to see his sister, so naturally he knows more than us."

The skinny guy was unhappy: "Uncle, how many times have I told you, don't call me by nicknames anymore."

"Haha, remember next time."

Not far away, Song Dashuan's daughter-in-law's eyes were already red. The seven members of his family were squeezed into a small earthen house.

Immediately, when he thought that the little broom star was his own man's biological son, his heart was not only filled with pity.

If I let my man recognize my son back, will my family be able to gain the glory of female educated youths? The more I think about it, the more I think this idea is feasible.

(End of this chapter)