Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 457
On the Yingzuijian construction site, there was a scene of excitement.

In the temporary bamboo shed, Zhong Weiwei, Jian Wu, and Mrs. Wu each performed their duties, chatted and laughed occasionally, and drank a few sips of tea, cooperating very tacitly.

The manpower, material and financial resources are all available, and the weather is also very good. The work was rushed overnight, and the construction period was rushed quickly. In just one month, the Fangming Pavilion has begun to take shape.

Jian Wu and Zhong Weiwei boasted: "It will definitely be repaired in September, the most important parts will be fixed first, the tea ceremony exchange meeting will be held, and the remaining parts will be gradually built.

There is no snow here in winter, which does not affect the construction period. By this time next year, it will be beautiful. "

Mrs. Wu made the abacus crackle and used two things at once, and even talked to them:

"It's enough to dispatch a batch of golden nanmu from afar, go down the Dayan River, and cut some of it in Jiujun Mountain.

In addition, there is a batch of white sandalwood hidden in the house, and a pavilion is made, and the tea is divided and fought in it, which is the most elegant. "

Zhong Weiwei looked enviously at Mrs. Wu's fluttering fingers, and was very envious of their ability in numerology.

A foreman came over and asked Jian Wu for instructions: "There is a place where the foundation cannot go down, and the bottom is full of stones, not soil, what should I do?"

Jian Wu invited Zhong Weiwei: "Let's go and have a look."

Zhong Weiwei wore a veiled hat, trotted behind Jian Wu, and walked to the construction site, pointing along the way, stopping from time to time to say a few words to the workers and foremen who greeted them.

Even through the green gauze, one could see her high spirits and happy mood.

He Yiyi leaned against a pine tree, silently watching Zhong Weiwei's figure. The pine tree was thin, and he was even thinner than the pine tree.

A carpenter beside him was unpacking the wood, and chattered to him: "This Miss Zhong is really a very good person.

We were in a hurry to meet the construction deadline, working day and night, and everyone worked very hard. Many of them were from the north, and they were not used to the climate and diet here. Many people fell ill and had no money to buy medicine.

She made a big pot of medicine boiled and distributed it to everyone. People with minor ailments and pains could take the medicine. She also specially hired a cook from the Northland to make pasta and free herbal tea, so everyone worked hard.

You mean Jian Wu?Mr. Jian Wu is very capable and loyal, but he is too shrewd and has no human touch. If he is fined, he will not be recognized by his relatives, but he is straightforward in paying the wages.

Mrs. Wu?This woman is just a tiger with a smiling face, but she has suffered a lot, knows what is good and what is bad, is able to speak and count, and is also a person who knows how to repay her kindness.

See, there are a few foremen over there, each more cunning and vicious than the other, and they can't make waves in their hands.Oh, there is also General Xu, who is also a formidable man, he can be dealt with by military law if he disagrees with him, he can carry a hundred catties of stone locks with one hand...

You ask about the construction period?No problem, unless there is some terrible natural or man-made disaster, it will definitely be repaired in September.Everyone is on the same page, don't let the Dongling dog take it lightly, right?
Now half of the tea leaves are in the warehouse, and if you can’t get out, you can come out to work, and you can exchange some money to supplement the family, which is much better than being idle. "

He Maoyi smiled faintly and thanked the carpenter: "Thank you very much, Uncle."

The craftsman shook his head: "What can I thank you for? I think you are also looking for a job, brother? I see that you are a gentleman. I heard that there is a shortage of an accountant. How about you try it? Provide three meals a day and accommodation."

Mr. Accountant?It sounds good, and it's good to support yourself, rather than living in seclusion every day.

He Maoyi avoided Zhong Weiwei and walked around the construction site until he was exhausted before walking back slowly.

Xiaotang had sharp eyes, saw him, and quietly told Zhong Weiwei about it: "Master He has been to the construction site, I think he avoided us on purpose, I don't know if there is something wrong."

Zhong Weiwei pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Let Zhong Mao go and see at night."

It was already evening when the foundation was settled. Zhong Miao came to pick up Zhong Weiwei and said with a strange expression, "The accountant we recruited, someone came to reveal the list. Several senior managers took turns to take the school exam, and they were all very satisfied."

Jian Wu said joyfully: "Really? Where did this talent come from? I have to go and have a look."

She has a temperament that moves as soon as she speaks, and she rode a horse and went forward. Zhong Mao whispered to Zhong Weiwei, "It's brother."

Zhong Weiwei was dumbfounded, the elder brother also wants to follow suit?Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to look up and see down?

He wanted to stop Jian Wu without hiring He Yiyi, but felt that there was no silver 300 taels here, which would arouse unnecessary suspicion, which was not good.

Mrs. Wu didn't understand, so she said, "Are you an acquaintance? That's great, my people can be trusted."

Suddenly something came to mind, "Senior brother Ling is the famous first son, He Suoyi, right? He is our accountant, will he be too wronged?"

Zhong Weiwei smiled like a flower: "I'm not wronged, but my brother is still seriously ill, so he can't work too hard, he can't be idle...I have to persuade him when I go back."

After finally dealing with Mrs. Wu, he went back to the town without going back, and went straight to General Xu's mansion with Zhong Miao.

He Minoi fell asleep on the recliner under the elm tree, with a thin blanket covering his body, his cheeks were sunken, and a few white hairs grew on his temples. He slept deeply, breathing so lightly that he could hardly hear him.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Weiwei had mixed feelings, while Zhong Mao was so distressed that he ran to the small kitchen to make some delicious food for He Suoyi.

Zhong Weiwei sat until it was dark, but he didn't see He Rongyi waking up. Mosquitoes came in droves, so she took mugwort and lit it, and put it aside to repel He Rongyi's mosquitoes.

The smell of rice wafted from the small kitchen, and He Yiyi still showed no signs of waking up. Zhong Weiwei felt that he probably didn't want to talk to him, so he got up and prepared to leave.

But he heard a sigh behind him: "A Wei is here, and is leaving again?"

He Suoyi sat up, his side face was thin, and he felt a little bleak in the twilight: "Is it because of my application for the accountant?"

Zhong Weiwei hesitated for a moment, sat down again, and hardened his heart: "Yes. Brother, can you..."

He Weiyi interrupted her: "Awei, I can't leave here for the time being. The reason why I applied for the job was not to embarrass you, to embarrass you, or anything else..."

He tapped the armrest of the recliner lightly with his slender fingers, and carefully said: "I just want to support myself.

I can't, let me be an imposing man, relying on my junior and junior sisters to live, right?
Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble, as long as I know you are here, I will avoid you, unless you need to find me, otherwise I won't let you see me. "

(End of this chapter)