The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 147 I burst into tears, Fang Dong’s family still remembers me
Especially when he turned around and saw his mother-in-law drinking porridge until her face was flushed, her hair clinging to her forehead, and his son happily licking the bottom of the bowl, his eyes slitting with joy...

All this was brought by Fang Dong’s family.

He vaguely began to understand that the reason why the county magistrate was so kind to them today was because of the Fang Dong family. It was also because of the Fang Dong family that Pan Niangniang started to take care of human affairs. Now his family is gone, and the crops in the field are gone. It seems that he has left. It's a dead end, but Fang Dong's family is here.

Hong Qi quietly took a few glances at the young figure sitting on the stone. He felt a strong sense of solidity and trust in his heart. He knew: Since Fang Dong's family is here and they already know about it, then he and his mother-in-law, With my son, I will never starve to death!

At this time, what Hong Qi wanted to do most was to go to Fang Dong's house, kowtow to him, and say a few words of thanks to him.

However, it was too presumptuous to do so. Fang Dong's family no longer remembered who he was, and there were many men in blue clothes and soldiers standing behind him. Their eyes were fixed in all directions, looking at everyone as if they were looking at evildoers.

At this time, the little naughty boy licked the big bowl clean, but of course he still had more to say.

Both Hong Qi and his mother-in-law wanted to give their share to their son, but the little naughty boy easily avoided his parents' hands. He stood up and ran out like a monkey.

An elderly cook was rinsing a large pot for cooking porridge, and suddenly a bowl reached into the large pot.

The cook was anxious at that time. How could this be possible? Rinse the remaining porridge in the pot with water, and it will make up more than half a bowl. It will be enough for the family to have a satisfying meal later, so he grabbed the little hand grabbing the food and said in an evil voice: "Where is it?" Come on, little bastard, get out of here!"

The little naughty boy was not afraid and struggled to put the bowl into the pot.

The cook got a little angry. He grabbed his hand and shook it hard. With a sound of "Bang!", the bowl was thrown far away and fell into pieces.

Hong Qi was afraid that his son would suffer a loss, so he rushed over in a hurry.

It was at this time that Fang Yu recognized Hong Qi.

He did forget that there was an old friend in Hongjia Village before.

Hong Qi went back to Xincheng to deliver the loaches, but the security team would not send five loaches to Fang Yu.

According to Old Man Zhao's instructions, for the sake of safety, no people or things of unknown origin are allowed to be delivered directly to the young master, let alone what is eaten. The security team didn't dare or didn't want to spend a lot of money on something like this, so Fang Yu didn't know about it at all.

Until I was talking to Mr. Zhong just now, Mr. Zhong mentioned the name Hong Qi in his conversation. Fang Yu came over, looking very happy, and called him: "Brother Hong Qi, we meet again."

Hong Qi heard this voice unexpectedly, his brain short-circuited for a moment, and then his tears burst down.

The villagers squatting behind were also in an uproar.

It's one thing to know, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes. Before, when they were facing the cooks and servants in the county, they always felt like they were being given alms and being humiliated. But now they suddenly felt better - seeing them No? The Fang Dong family really knows us people from Hongjiacun, and we also have face!
"Get up, everyone, get up and talk."

Fang Yu greeted the three adults - Hong Qi and the old man both knelt down, and the wife of Hong Qi's family also came over and knelt down - and then handed most of the bowl of porridge to Little Naughty, The food in his bowl of porridge is very rich, and the little naughty one can enjoy it this time.

Hong Qi was a man in his forties, with tears already streaming down his cheeks. Even when he was cornered by Second Young Master Zhong, and even when the bandits dangled an iron caltrop in front of his eyes last night and threatened the lives of his family, he never cried. However, at this time, he could not restrain his excitement. Mood.

The same thing happened to his tough mother-in-law. She covered her face and cried non-stop, almost until she was out of breath.

After a while.

Fang Yu pulled Hong Qi to sit on a rock (he refused to sit on a chair) and listened to him talk about how he was chased by bandits last night.

In fact, Fang Yu had already heard what Zhong Shangshang had said, but he still pretended to listen carefully.

The people in the village had all finished their porridge and gathered their courage to gather around. At first they listened to Hong Qi honestly, but Hong Qi was not very eloquent and soon took over his words impatiently: " The leader is the bearded short winter melon. He is the one who holds the knife. I saw him when I went to collect the corpses this morning. Oh, the ones who were chopped were no longer human. They were all broken up. If it weren't for that head... "

He was just about to get up when he suddenly saw General Luo standing behind Fang Dong's house, staring at him coldly with two eyes, which made him tremble with fear.

The villagers chatted animatedly, but Hong Qi had no chance to speak at all.

Gradually, they became less frightened by the horror they had received last night, and they were no longer very afraid of the county officials and lords (they did not know Queen Zhang and did not know that she was the biggest court boss here), and began to move toward Fang Yu. Crying and complaining that their crops were burned by bandits and how they were going to live for the next whole year.

They also have no money to repair their houses (earth houses cannot be repaired with mud). When winter comes, will they all freeze to death?

They didn't dare to expect the county master to solve these problems for them. It was a surprise to be able to cook several pots of multigrain porridge today.

Since Fang Yu came to Hongjiacun, of course he wanted to help them.

It's okay if the crops were burned. Didn't Mr. Zhao think that the new road from Beimen to Juma River was being built too slowly? He just happened to organize these people into the road construction team.

From now on, if you eat in the second cafeteria, you will still get wages every day. (When recruiting people from outside, you can’t recruit too many people at once, because there are not enough managers in the new city)

As for the house, we can't put it off. The temperature difference between day and night in the north is huge. The adults can barely survive, but the children in the village will suffer.

Fang Yu thought about asking Teacher Pan to buy a few tube buildings. The modern tube buildings were strong and beautiful, but they occupied a relatively large area, so they needed to clear the land in advance.

When Fang Yu said that he wanted to recruit them to build roads, the villagers were so happy that they almost fainted.

They originally wanted to show off their pity, but who would have thought that Fang Dong's family would give them such a great gift as soon as Jinkou opened it!

Who in Laishui County still doesn’t know that working in Xincheng can earn a lot of money, have enough food every day, and eat meat for every meal, and that life will be better than that of the gods. (Have you ever been a god?)

(End of this chapter)