Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

Chapter 8
In addition to the cut branches that can be used as firewood, dried weeds are also good materials for starting fires.

Jiang Jinyu squatted on the ground and carefully picked up the grass roots buried in the soil.

She now has full hopes for a garden mansion, but she cannot allow these weeds to damage the environment of her future garden.

Before lunch, more than a dozen people had tidied up the nearby land.

Because he was short of money and did not want to cause unnecessary problems, Jiang Mingshun only told the clan members to prepare a yard in front of the house so that they could grow some vegetables for their own consumption.

Everyone also thought that this land was the only homestead.

Jiang Mingshun sent the tribesmen out, repeatedly saying that it was really inconvenient now and that he would treat them to a drink when the house was built.

In a blink of an eye, only three brothers were left.

After working all morning, several people were already very tired.

"Brother, do you have water here?" Jiang Minghui rolled up his clothes and wiped his sweat while walking towards the house next to him.

Jiang Mingshun's brows jumped when he saw this, and he took two quick steps to stop him: "Go to the main room. There is a water tank in the main room."

Jiang Mingyao, who originally wanted to follow him to find some water, paused and turned around and walked towards the main room.

Just for a moment when he turned around, his eyes seemed to glance across the dilapidated thatched house inadvertently.

The small water tank in the main room was bought by Jiang Mingshun from the city two days ago.

Jiang Mingyao took the water ladle handed over by Jiang Minghui and asked casually: "Brother, what are you going to do with the two houses outside? I'm afraid they have to be demolished and rebuilt."

"Wherever you have the money to build a few houses, let's just do this for now. Then we can repair the roof and keep the house for firewood." Jiang Mingshun looked sad.

"Yes." Jiang Mingyao nodded.

In this case, he thought to himself that he might have thought wrong just now. If he really put something good, he couldn't just throw it in this shabby house.

What's more, he actually didn't think that his elder brother could get anything valuable from anywhere.

After working for several days, the roof was finally reinforced. Jiang Jinyu felt relieved when she saw her father climbing down from the roof.

Yang's temper has become more and more erratic recently. She no longer wants a garden mansion, as long as she can move out of the old house as soon as possible.

Jiang Mingshun stood firm and patted the dust on his body: "The repairs are almost complete. If there is no need for a courtyard wall, we can move here immediately."

The courtyard wall is not something that can just be built. Just ordering the green bricks from the brick factory will cost a lot of money.

"Are you going to stay here tonight?" Jiang Jinyu raised her head and asked hopefully.

Jiang Mingshun closed the door, took Jiang Jinyu's hand and walked out: "This afternoon, dad will move all the things in our house, leaving only a bed for sleeping. You and your mother will bring your brother over tomorrow morning. "

Jiang Jinyu waved her hands excitedly and even walked back to her old house much more briskly.

In the afternoon, in the old house of the Jiang family.

Since she could leave immediately, Jiang Jinyu stopped running in and out with her father.

It was rare for her to have some free time, so she lay on the kang with her hands on her back and swung her legs. It was a rare moment of leisure.

"Third brother and sister, is this soap brought to you by third brother when he comes back this time?" Liu's voice could be heard faintly from outside the house.

There is gossip!Jiang Jinyu sat up immediately, put on her shoes hastily, and looked out through the crack in the door.

Sure enough, it was Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Liu standing in the yard.

Liu Xian's face looked unhappy, and she hid her hands behind her back: "Where is the new one? It's the one I brought back during the Chinese New Year."

"Tsk," Ms. Liu smacked her lips with a look of disbelief: "What do you have to hide from me? The piece earlier was white, but the piece I saw you holding just now is clearly yellow."

After that, she looked around and lowered her voice: "Your eldest niece is also eight years old this year. If you wash her face with her, she will definitely remember you as a good aunt." He still stood there and said nothing. .

Mrs. Liu raised her eyebrows when she saw this, and turned her head slightly towards the direction of the main room: "Brother and sister-in-law, I am not a sister-in-law who wants your things, but if you have good things, you should give them to your mother. You"

"Second sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, let's go into the house and talk." Mrs. Liu's voice was a little loud just now. Mrs. Liu was startled. She was worried that Mrs. Yang in the main room might hear her, so she quickly grabbed Mrs. Liu.

Ms. Liu raised her head proudly and walked towards the third-bedroom house first.

"You can't help but meet this shameless person." Mrs. Liu looked at Mrs. Liu's back and shook her head secretly, then lightly slapped her face.

After eating the melon, Jiang Jinyu returned to the kang still unsatisfied.

She took off her shoes and sat cross-legged next to Bai. She was leaving tomorrow and Bai had been packing her things this afternoon.

Jiang Jinyu held her head and suddenly said: "Mom, have you ever seen colored soap?"

Bai was folding her clothes, and she replied without raising her head when she heard this: "I've seen him before, but only when I was a child in my hometown."

"Are there many kinds of colors?" Jiang Jinyu continued to ask.

Bai showed a look of recollection: "There are so many, red, yellow, and green. I heard there are blue ones, but I haven't seen them yet."

"Are there any paintings inside the soap after cutting it?" Jiang Jinyu gestured with her hands to show her mother.

Bai shook his head decisively: "I've never heard of this."

Although she didn't know how to make soap, she also knew that it was really fanciful to make it as her daughter said.

Jiang Jinyu deeply felt that if there was a light bulb above her head, it would be able to blind people at this moment.

So, Jiang Mingshun, who returned to the old house to pick up things, was once again baptized by his daughter's eyes.

This scene seems familiar.
Thinking of this, Jiang Mingshun also became excited. He closed the door carefully, moved a stool and sat down: "Mother Fish, what other ideas have you come up with?"

Jiang Jinyu nodded reservedly, with her hands behind her back and a profound look on her face: "You must obey my command this time."

"Dad, take me to the county tomorrow. I'm going to buy some things." She turned to Jiang Mingshun and said solemnly.

Jiang Mingshun was infected by the atmosphere and couldn't help but nodded solemnly.

Mrs. Bai looked at the father and daughter who were betraying her, and said suspiciously: "Ms. Yu, are you really not thinking of going to the county to play?"

Jiang Jinyu: "."

"N-nonsense, this thing can't be done without me!" She looked stern but felt sad.

In fact, no, apart from buying soap, her main purpose was to find a carpenter to make a long mold.

It's not impossible to show her father the drawing, and then let her father do it himself.

However, the villain in Jiang Jinyu's heart burst into tears. She had never left the village since she was born, so of course she wanted to go out and have a look!

The last night spent in the old house was particularly peaceful.

At least none of Jiang Jinyu's family had insomnia. The soap issue occupied most of the three people's minds, and they had no extra thoughts to worry about the upcoming "hard days" that outsiders said.

In the early morning, Jiang Mingshun closed the door and walked out of the empty house, carrying the bedding he slept on last night on his back.

Bai's head was wrapped with a piece of cloth and she held her sleeping little son in her arms.

Jiang Jinyu followed her father closely and held her father's hand.

It was still early, and he told everyone last night about moving out early this morning, so Jiang Mingshun moved very lightly at this time, and he did not intend to wake others up.

(End of this chapter)