Jin Liangyu

Chapter 41 Xiaojiu is right
  "No, you...don't we have a ruler here?"

"If there are rulers, they are usually found in government offices or in the homes of wealthy people. Ordinary people like us mostly use knots instead."

"Oh." After hearing this, Jin Sheng wondered whether the tape measure he took out would cause a sensation if it were circulated in the world.

I'm afraid it will cause endless trouble.

Jin Sheng's eyes inadvertently glanced at the mountains in the distance, and he remembered meeting Yang Laogen and the others.

"Erlang, why don't you go to Shangyang Village to see if your father and others are back?"

"Dad, I don't want to go." Zhou Lang couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. Although his wife and son were living well in this life, he would still fall into deep despair when he dreamed about it at midnight.

Some nights he didn't dare to close his eyes, fearing that everything in front of him would be a dream when he woke up.

"Alas~" Jin Sheng also knew that this was not a matter of persuasion, and could only wait until Erlang figured it out on his own.

The weather was good today. Mrs. Liang secretly looked at her watch. Seeing that it was past nine o'clock, she took Dabao out and sat on the rocks outside to bask in the sun.

When the three little brothers and sisters saw that Nai had brought out their little cousin, they all came over.

"Hey, when will my little brother grow up? I want to play with him." Brother Liang looks like an older brother, and what he says is to make the elders feel comfortable.

"My brother has to grow up slowly. You can't be in a hurry." Mrs. Liang lifted the hat off her eldest grandson's head and wondered whether to take out the crib that her daughter used when she was a child when the wooden house was built. use.

The crib was made of solid wood and made by hand. It was placed in the warehouse. If it was taken out and cleaned for the grandson to use, it would not be out of place at all in this era.

...

In Shangyang Village, old man Zhou parked his wheelbarrow at the entrance of his yard. Mrs. Wang held Sanlang in her arms and looked at the upper room and the east wing, which were only burned to the base of the wall. Then she sat down on the ground and howled.

"Oh my God, these plagued Tatars are so innocent. Our good house was burned down when we were told to burn it down. These are these bastards. I curse them all to have a bad death. .My house, these Tatars are doing a lot of harm to people..."

Mrs. Wang cried so hard that she almost lost her breath. Sanlang, who had been sleeping restlessly in her arms, was frightened by her voice, which was like a female ghost asking for her life, and burst into tears.

Old man Zhou, who was in a daze, quickly took his old son from the old woman's arms and coaxed him softly.

Alas, he is such an old nanny, when will he be done?

After finally coaxing Sanlang to stop crying, Old Man Zhou freed up his eyes and gave Wang a murderous look.

"Damn it, I've never seen you so stupid. I know clearly that the third child is a light sleeper and wakes up at the slightest sign of trouble, but you still keep crying like you're in mourning. I didn't even see you howling when your father died. Such a big movement.”

"You old guy, are you talking human language?"

"Why didn't I speak human language? Did I say it wrong?" Old Man Zhou was afraid of scaring Saburo, so he tried his best to lower his voice when speaking, which looked particularly funny.

Mrs. Wang didn't dare to laugh when she saw this, fearing that Old Man Zhou would beat her up in a hurry, so she hurriedly lowered herself down and explained: "Old man, I didn't mean it. I didn't let the Tatars burn our house because of it." , I couldn't be more angry, so..."

"Okay, you have to be smart and take a good look at this yard. At least our west wing hasn't been burned down yet."

"Yeah."

"I saw that the west wing room is fine except for some damage to the doors and windows. Let's just live in this room and we'll figure out the rest after the planting is finished." After Old Man Zhou finished speaking, he gave Sanlang to the old woman to hold, and he Throw something into the house.

He was extremely lucky now that they had room in the west wing.

Otherwise, with his old arms and legs, and his sons missing, they would not be able to live in the open air.

Zhou Zuorang still doesn't know what happened in Shangyang Village. He is currently working overtime with his father-in-law to build a wooden house. He has heard what his wife just said to his father-in-law, and he must build the wooden house before the rainy season. Jin Liangyu also wanted to go over and help and asked Xiaojiu if she could take Dali Pills.

Tongzi was speechless, "Can't the host understand himself more deeply?"

"Xiaojiu, what do you mean?"

"Host, literally."

Jin Liangyu pondered for two seconds, fearing that he would misunderstand Xiaojiu's meaning, so he just wanted to give it a try, grabbed a small arm-thick tree next to him, and shook it hard twice.

Then Jin Liangyu saw that the small tree was shaken to pieces by her and was about to fall apart.

Looking at the crime scene he had created, Jin Liangyu exclaimed: "Oh my God, I didn't expect that I have the ability to destroy flowers with a razor-sharp hand. Oh, please forgive me for saying it wrong. It's a tree that can be destroyed with a razor-sharp hand. Even though it's a small tree with no potential." , that’s enough for me to brag about.”

Jin Liangyu crossed her waist proudly and continued to ask Tongzi: "Xiaojiu, in addition to my increased strength, do I have any other skill points to bless me?"

"Yes."

"for example."

"The host doesn't realize that he is as light as a swallow, and he climbs uphill as if he were walking on flat ground."

"Did I overlook something?"

Tongzi: The host ignored a lot.

"Have it?"

Tongzi: I didn’t tell you.

"Hey, Xiaojiu, I really didn't think about this. I always thought that I was like this because I lost weight. In modern times, there is a saying on the Internet, which is to lose weight like a bolt of lightning."

"Host, how big of a heart do you have to have such an idea? Now that I've said it, you haven't thought carefully about it. If you were really thin and thin like a bolt of lightning, would you still be able to see it?"

Jin Liangyu felt that what Xiaojiu said was reasonable, but she still wanted to argue: "You can't blame me for this. I admit that I have little life experience, and I went to such a deficient place. I gave birth to children as soon as I landed, and then I avoided the Tatars. No one It’s more exciting than me. Ups and downs are how I describe my life during this period, and it’s not an exaggeration at all.”

Tongzi: The host is unlucky enough, and she doesn’t even count the two old witches.

"The only good thing is that my parents came to the same place as me and are still with me. If I didn't have my parents with me, I would cry to death."

"Looking at this, the host's luck is quite good."

"Well, and meeting you, if Xiaojiu was not bound, our lives would definitely be a mess."

"Yeah."

"Yes. Having you not only brings us a lot of convenience, but also allows us to continue to have our own warm home."

Tongzi didn't expect the host to say such words, and the shadow of nothingness became two points more real.

It turns out that it feels good to be favored, and he likes it.

Jin Liangyu was still talking about her good mood, but Tongzi didn't know that she wasn't listening at all.

It is now rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for something.

(End of this chapter)