Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 167 The Land Should be Chapter 67 You Are Tired
A strange atmosphere spread between the four of them for a long time, until Xia Weiwei remembered the matter of the cubicle again.

"Father Qingmu, can I borrow the remaining clay bricks from everyone first?"

Grandpa Kezi knew that she wanted to build a house, so he was not polite when he started making earthen bricks. Now, not to mention the need for partitions, even building a house might not require much filling.

Xia Weiwei has always understood that although Grandpa Ke Zi prepared the things on purpose, she didn't want to take advantage of everyone for nothing.

Qingmu knew Xia Weiwei very well, when she said this, he didn't ask what to do, and didn't say much, she just used it, but said directly: "I will mention it to everyone later."

Nodding her head, Xia Weiwei said, "There are a lot of clay bricks left, I want to see if I can use them to build a stove."

"Stove room?"

"It's just a place for cooking."

Aoki already knew that everyone could build a compartment next to the tent if needed, but he didn't know that this compartment could also be called a kitchen.

Looking at Xia Weiwei, he spent all his time waiting.

"The standard of this compartment is cooking, and cooking must first have a stove, so it is suitable to call this compartment a stove." Actually, she still wants to call it the kitchen, but it is not easy to explain this kitchen at the moment: "Aoki Father, the available tree branches nearby have almost been cut down, if we want to continue construction, we have to find another way."

Aoki knew Xia Weiwei's plan to build a house early on, and when he heard it, he immediately understood that the child was laying the groundwork for the future, and immediately put on a worried expression.

Even if there is only a brat who can't kick cold farts by his side, he still can't be careless when he shouldn't be careless.

"There are not many trees on the grassy swamp, and timber is indeed a big problem. You should try it first. If the earth bricks can be used, we can save a lot of trouble later on."

Xia Weiwei originally wanted to ask Wen Ya if she was free, but after just now, she didn't want to say a word.

After Hulala finished eating, he wove straw clothes and waited for Aoki, turning a blind eye to Wen Ya who was watching the fire by the side of the fire.

After clearing away the bowls and spoons, Qingmei looked at this and that, the worry in her heart became more and more intense.

"Wei Wei, when you got up, was the kang in the tent still hot?"

"?"

Xia Weiwei looked at Qingmei with raised eyes, a little strange.

"I didn't put so much fuel yesterday, so I'm a little worried. Let's go, I'll show you."

As Qingmei talked to herself, she held the crutch Saixia Weiwei in her hand, and motioned Xia Weiwei to follow.

If Xia Weiwei could still doubt whether Qingmei had lost her memory suddenly before, then there is no question mark at all now.

After getting the crutches, she followed Qingmei's footsteps and entered the tent one after another.

Looking back, Qingmei pushed the door shut with a squeak.

There are two fist-sized air vents in the whole tent, one at the front and one at the back. Once the door is closed, not to mention that you can't see your fingers, but neither of them can see the face of the other.

"Grandma Qingmei, we are far enough away from the fire."

With a creak, the door panel opened a crack: "The oil lamp is not ready!"

Xia Weiwei: "..."

Cooperating with you is distasteful!
Qingmei is so nervous, Xia Weiwei is not in the mood to chat with her: "Aunt Qingmei?"

"Huh? Ah!"

After a light response, Qingmei remembered her purpose, and immediately, she grabbed the child's shoulder: "Wei Wei, didn't you think of a way to make the raft travel without the wind?"

"Since this is the case, there is no need to learn from that brat. Let's return the fluff to him."

Afraid that Xia Weiwei would disagree, she continued, "Your father Aoki and I will get you as much fluff as you want later."

Xia Weiwei thought that Qingmei was thinking of something important, but she didn't want to be frightened by her emotions just now.

Involuntarily, she burst out laughing.

"Grandma Qingmei, escaping is the most useless way. In this case, I should face up to the difficulties."

Opening her mouth, Qingmei wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Raising his hand and grabbing Qingmei's big hand on the left shoulder, Xia slightly relieved: "You also know that that kid recruits people, but he only recruits people, stay with him, don't talk about fighting, just It's impossible to make noise."

It's just this kind of knowledge that makes people suffer. He clearly knows that he can't quarrel with you, and even if he farts occasionally, it can kill you, but he still can't control his temper that exploded at that moment.

"Grandma Qingmei, don't worry too much, getting angry once in a while is good for your health, come here, he will stimulate me from time to time, and I will be more patient with others in the future."

From Xia Weiwei's point of view, it's still not enough concentration, but from Qingmei's point of view, it's not the case. She seriously suspects that the child doesn't want to make their husband and wife too tired.

"Wei Wei, this year's catch, there is a lot of meat to spare, and now the tents and kangs are well built, after that, you and I, Father Qingmu, will have nothing to do."

As much as possible, Qingmei still wanted to persuade Xia Weiwei, but Xia Weiwei was determined.

Not to mention whether she can learn Wen Ya's single-handed skills, she needs to get used to her unstable temper.

"Who said you have nothing to do afterwards?"

"?"

"I still want to cook sugar."

The food stocks of the various ministries have been merged. According to the principle, the collected stems and grasses should be shared equally among everyone.

However, there are too many grass stems in each department, and they are not easy to transport, so they can only be discarded. Now what can be divided is only the amount collected by their Qingbu.

The child said that cooking sugar requires a lot of grass stalks, and the equal share is definitely not enough.

"You want me and your father Aoki to collect grass stalks quickly?"

"I wanted to hurry up and go to Daya Bay, but Father Aoki was afraid that I would get my feet again."

"If I don't go to Yawan, I really want to cook sugar. Naturally, I can only focus on the grass forest that can still be harvested."

With ups and downs in her mind, Qingmei is no longer obsessed with Wen Ya's matter: "I don't need to rush to weave, and your father Aoki doesn't need to rush to knead, I will go to collect today."

For everyone, knitting is obviously much more important, and for each department, kneading is also the top priority.

However, whether it is weaving or kneading, it takes a lot of time. If the time is delayed, the grass stems will lose a lot of sugar.

Therefore, the best part she can think of at the moment is to mobilize the Aoki and Ome couples.

"Grandma Qingmei, I've already thought about it, you don't want to go, first help me deal with the kitchen and the grass raft, and then we will do our best to collect it."

Qingmei was only thinking about the matter of the grass raft, and now Xia Weiwei said suddenly, her thoughts could not be suppressed at all: "Compared to the stove, the straw raft is more important."

"I know that straw rafts take more time than simple stoves."

Qingmei gritted her teeth.

One is what the child knows by heart, and the other has to be constantly tested.

It is indeed easy to choose who to choose first, but it is too easy to choose, and it is even more impossible to choose.

Seeing that Qingmei was so entangled, Xia Weiwei said bluntly: "Grandma Qingmei, we have a ready-made straw raft, even if Daddy and Daddy are here now, we can leave immediately."

　Daily shout, ask for tickets, ask for collection...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)