The peasant girl is not strong

Chapter 128 Plant Construction

When grandpa saw his father put the broken wood in the room, he was still curious and asked: "Hongji, these are useless, why don't you put them in the kitchen?"

"Daddy, no need to ask, I have my own plan."

Ye Shiqi unceremoniously brought the bag of wood chips into the space.

She worked so day after day, spending time in the time of a little doll, not colorful, but very fulfilling.

A few days later, I heard family members talking about the place where the village sold the land, butler Tang hired people to start construction. What made the family members talk more was that some coolies were hired in the village to build such a large factory building.

Her uncle Ye Senhai also became a member of the construction workers. Although he failed to contract the work of building a factory, he became the manager of the construction workers.

At the entrance of Bushen Village, someone built a house and invited so many people to work. People in the next village were very envious. More people, both skilled and unskilled, came to ask if they wanted someone.

Ye Senhai, as the manager of the construction workers, has no right to hire people, but he feels in his heart that he hopes Steward Tang will not accept these people, and only accept people from his village.

The manager of the construction workers, who is in charge of the people who work here in the whole village, his salary is higher than others.

Back then, she was so discerning that she fell in love with Ye Shuying, and married this woman who was a little prosperous among many suitors.

There are some teenagers in the village who want Hongji to take in apprentices. The factory has not been built yet, and the place where the factory is built is for coolies. Middle-aged people and young people who don’t have any skills rush to work here.

In order to build the factory as soon as possible, Steward Tang wanted as many workers as possible, and the best craftsmen were invited.

Ye Senhai was able to be a manager, of course because of Hongji's face.

I have always wanted to buy honey from Hongji, but I found out that there are beekeepers in the surrounding villages. He also tasted the honey sold and bought some, but it was not as good as the honey given by Hongji's doll.

I always wanted to find out good news about honey from Hongji, but unfortunately I couldn't taste it as I wished.

How can Hongji answer Tang Steward's countless inquiries?

Where does the honey for this little doll come from?How does he know?

A doll who can't speak, how can he ask?
It's not that Ye Shiqi doesn't know that the sugar steward has asked her father about honey many times. She suffers from being unable to speak, and the wooden bottle she made is not yet ready.

When the family saw that the toy she made before had changed to a vase, they thought she was messing around.

Dad, who has always been able to understand her thoughts, has no more time to help her make vases when he is busy with carving.

If you go to buy a smaller crock pot, but you have no chance to go out.

Hongji was busy carving, and almost forgot about his father-in-law's birthday. On the day before his father-in-law's birthday, when Tang Butler came, he said that the construction had been started for more than ten days, and the house that was almost completed had to be erected, which meant that tomorrow was a good day. The day, the date is the eighth day of November.

"The eighth day of the lunar new year, the eighth day of November?" Hongji remembered the date when he heard the date. Tomorrow is the eighth day of November, his father-in-law's birthday.

"That's right! Little Boss, are you asking if there is something wrong?"

"Tang Steward, to be honest, I'm really ashamed. If you hadn't told me this date, I would have forgotten my father-in-law's birthday. Tomorrow, the house will be erected, which happens to be my father-in-law's birthday. It's a pity that my wife is working in the Tang family, and tomorrow will be the only way to put up the beam." It could be Butler Tang, you are here."

After listening to Hongji's words, Butler Tang already had some ideas in his mind, but he didn't say them out. He had to ask for instructions before making arrangements.

"Oh, it's about this matter. It's fine if you are present. You have already invited someone to perform the ceremony. The little boss can go to congratulate you with peace of mind. As for the congratulatory gifts, I will help you prepare."

"No, no, I'm really useless as a son-in-law. I couldn't afford gifts before, and now I can't afford to make money. I would like to thank Butler Tang first. I will find a way to deal with the gift."

Tang Butler has been dealing with this honest man for many days, and he knows that this honest man doesn't want to trouble others, and he is not the kind of person who is greedy and wants to get cheap. If he is really that kind of person, he will not bother.

"You are welcome, little boss. When you go to your father-in-law's house, you should take these dolls with you, right? What kind of transportation will you use? I will send you a carriage tomorrow to visit your relatives."

Hongji still shook his head, saying that there was no need to trouble him, as he would just take the children to be the village ox cart.

Tang Butler saw that Hongji was so persistent, so he didn't say much. He chatted with him about the construction of the factory, and said that Hongji could choose apprentices.

Acer agrees with this statement. Although it is not good to be in a factory with close relatives, but there are good things to take care of relatives.

Before going to bed at night, Hongji finished the workload for the day, and when he returned to the room, he saw his eldest daughter and the younger daughter writing and drawing on the table. The pen he was holding was the charcoal pencil he made himself.

He observed the handwriting written by the five daughters. Among the five daughters, only the youngest daughter wrote the best handwriting. When he knew that the youngest daughter could draw and had the talent for drawing, he knew that this daughter might already be able to write. .

From then on, I would think in my heart that it is a pity that I gave birth to a daughter. It would be great if this was a son!
Boys and girls look so talented, is this kind of talent brought out by the mother's womb?
Or did Po Meng not give her daughter soup when she was reincarnated as a human being, and the daughter remembered the craftsmanship of the previous life?

Then the daughter must have been a talented girl in her previous life, so it's a pity that such a talented girl was reincarnated into their farmhouse, anyway?He also wants to train his daughter to become a talent.

"Hehe, the handwriting is not bad."

Da Ya raised her head and said with a smile to her father, "We are five sisters, and the best handwriting is Wu Wa."

"Yeah, it's Wuwa."

The other three younger sisters all nodded, only Ye Shiqi smiled and said nothing, even if she was talking about it, she could only say "ahhhhhh"!
"It's a bit late today, let's go to bed early, and I have good news for you. Tomorrow is your grandfather's birthday."

As soon as Hongji finished speaking, all his daughters laughed, danced and clapped their hands except Ye Shiqi.

"Wow, wow, I can go to grandpa's house tomorrow."

The people in their room were laughing, and suddenly they heard Lai's voice scolding them outside: "Why are you making so much noise? Don't even know what time it is?"

Lai heard her son's words in the room. In fact, she was even more worried that his son asked her for money for a birthday gift.

Since eavesdropping on the conversation between Butler Tang and her son today, every time her son opened his mouth to ask her for money, she always found a reason to walk away and failed to give him the opportunity to ask her for money.

"Brother, we are so sleepy, please stop arguing."

Ye Shuzhen seemed to be joining in the fun, but in fact she was jealous that her elder brother only took the dolls to eat birthday wine, she wanted to say that she would go with her, but it was difficult for a 13-year-old girl to go out and show her face.

(End of this chapter)