Chapter 69

After Jiang Niqiu was introduced by Qian's family, he found an experienced master who had built several small buildings in the county. The master brought three young apprentices, and was invited by Jiang Niqiu to the village to help him build houses.

The old master is 60 years old and has very experienced experience. He directly took out the notebook he carried with him, and there were three styles of two-story buildings in it. Jiang Niqian picked the one Jiang Yu liked.

Then the helpers in the village built houses under the command of the master and his apprentices.

There were many people helping, and the speed of building the house was also fast. Jiang Niqiu went to buy a lot of cement and putty.

This posture made Jiang Niqiu's house even more a topic of chatting after dinner, saying that he was really willing to spend all his money, and how beautiful this house would be when it was built.

The weather was not very good at noon today, and it looked like it might rain, so I closed my work in the afternoon, and it really started raining after lunch.

Jiang Weimin was sleeping at home, his forehead felt cold, he didn't notice it, then felt cold again, wiped it with his hand, and muttered, "Chaozi, don't make trouble."

But then there was a crash.

"What, what the hell!"

Jiang Weimin sat up in shock, and saw that the pillow was also wet. He looked up at the roof, swung his hand on the pillow twice with the palm facing upwards, and cursed.

"Daughter-in-law, mother, the roof of our house is leaking!" How can I sleep like this!
While yelling, he hurriedly removed the pillow and bedding, put on his slippers and went outside to get a basin and put it on the kang to catch the water.

Looking again, Mrs. Jiang's house was also leaking, and the leak was bigger than his house. A lot of water had been filled in the basin, and it was crackling.

"Mom, what should we do? If it still rains at night, how can we sleep?"

Mrs. Jiang sat on the other side of the kang with a gloomy face, "What can I do, cold salad!"

She was in a fit of anger, and she didn't have a good look at anyone. In fact, these days, starting from the separation of Jiang Nixiu's family, the days have become more and more difficult.

Jiang Weimin was yelled at, and he was quite critical, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Mother, don't be angry, my son will definitely not let my mother live in such a broken house. By the way, the house where the third brother lives is not leaky. If it still rains at night, mother, you can go to live in that house first, and wait for the rain to stop. , my son will repair the roof for you."

"Xiu Xiuxiu, it's useless to just talk about it. We don't have new tiles in our house." Mrs. Jiang has some money in her hand, but she is not willing to spend it, and the meaning in her words is clear.

Jiang Weimin understood, and smiled, "It's not easy. The third brother is building a house, and he will definitely not be able to use up so many tiles. Let's just borrow two yuan and just be the third brother to honor his mother!" I will do my best, just right!"

As for whether Jiang Niqiu agrees or not, who cares, the helpers on the construction site ate so many meals of pork and didn't bring them some. It also caused him to smash the foundation for a long time that day.

He is so rich, why would he give a few tiles to the family, and when the time comes to press them on the roof, how dare he take them down in front of his mother?
However, Jiang Weimin knew that in all likelihood, he would not agree to take Jiang Niqiu directly, so he had to wait until there was no one there at night before going.

In the evening, the rain finally stopped.

The road was rather muddy, Jiang Niqiu asked Jiang Yu to stay at home, and went to Fang Jiji to have a look, and came back after feeling that there was nothing wrong.

At four o'clock in the morning, a sneaky black figure came here, it was Jiang Weimin who was yawning and sleepy.

In summer, everyone sleeps late, and there are still a group of people in the village playing cards outside, so Jiang Weimin can only come early in the morning.

The original plan was to let Xu Hong call him after three o'clock, but he was too sleepy, how could he get up, and it was already past four o'clock.

He was carrying a basket on his shoulders, and he didn't dare to hold the illuminated things at all. It was dark everywhere, with shadows standing in disorder.

Jiang Weimin walked over according to the location in his memory with one foot deep and one shallow foot. When he got here, the soles of his shoes were already covered with thick mud, all dirty and heavy.

He didn't dare to stamp his feet, and he couldn't see where there were stones and bricks to rub them off. He could only drag his heavy shoes, which almost lost him several times.

Jiang Weimin could vaguely see a dark shadow over there, where the piles turned their heads.

He took the basket in his hand and walked over there. As soon as he took a step, he stepped on something and almost fell down.

"Oh, what a piece of crap!" He cursed in a low voice, thinking that fortunately I'm good and didn't get tripped over, so why don't I have a mouthful of mud?

Then take another step.

With a bang, Jiang Weimin fell to the ground, ah bah bah bah bah, he really ate a mouthful of mud, what kind of mouth is he!
The house is being built here, and a lot of it has been built. There are many messy things on the ground, and it has just rained. Jiang Weimin only thinks that he is unlucky.

After getting up, I rubbed my sore shoulder, thinking, I have to walk slowly and be careful.

As a result, he took another step, bang, he fell again!

Jiang Yu slept very unsteadily on the lower bunk, always turning over, waking up the shallow Jiang Niach.

He quietly got off the ground, picked up the flashlight on the table, and wanted to see what was going on with him.

As soon as the light was turned on, Jiang Yu just opened his eyes, and saw a dark figure standing on the head of the bed, a beam of light shone from bottom to top, revealing a particularly terrifying face.

"what!"

Jiang Yu woke up completely with fright.

"Father, there is a ghost!"

ghost?
Jiang Niqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly pointed the flashlight at the ground, "It's not a ghost, it's dad."

Hearing Jiang Nixiu's voice, Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Father, why are you standing there, what if you scare your little baby to death?"

Pfft, Jiang Niqian laughed, where did he learn this, little baby, little baby.

"Isn't it because you didn't sleep well, come down and have a look? What's wrong, are you dreaming?"

Jiang Yu nodded, "Yeah. Dad, I dreamed that there was a dark person over there in our brick house. I don't know what to do. Take a step, slap, and fall. Take a step, slap, and fall again .Father, is that person going to wrestle? If it’s a watermelon, it must be cooked?”

She was a little scared in her dream at first, maybe because she thought it was scary to see the darkness everywhere, but now when she talked about it with Jiang Niqiu, she thought it was a little funny.

Papapa, if there really was such a person, wouldn't they all fall into fools? How painful it is!
Hearing her daughter's laughter, Jiang Niqiu patted her head.

What a child, one moment scared and the other laughing.

"Okay, go to sleep, if you don't sleep, you won't get up in the morning."

"Well, Dad, don't you sleep."

"Father will sleep later."

Jiang Niqiu watched Jiang Yu fall asleep and his breathing gradually stabilized, but he put on his clothes and shoes, and went to the homestead with a flashlight.

Thinking of his daughter's strangeness, he couldn't let go today if he didn't go to see if there were any thieves with his own eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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