Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 293

Surrounded by Huang Da Niu, the villagers inquired about the matter thoroughly, from initial shock and disbelief to half-belief, and finally pieced together a complete solution.

"If you ask me, it's credible, but it's not entirely credible.

As for Chen Xiaoqing, it is true that everyone has made money. There is no doubt about this, and this is where everyone thanks her.

But, you can't forget about this just because of the money!

Dazhang Village is our foundation, and the dragon vein is a gift from God, no one can touch it! "

"Yes, that's right, the dragon's pulse cannot move!"

"Not only the dragon's veins cannot be moved, but the land to the north cannot be moved either!

It is better to believe it than to believe it. If it is really a treasure of Fengshui in our village and a group of outsiders live in it, wouldn't it mean that our luck will be taken away by them? "

"Yes, you are right, the North cannot be moved!"

"Dragon veins cannot be dug! The Northland cannot be moved!"

"They're digging now!"

"Go, let's find them!"

Huang Da Niu stopped crying, and rushed to the front of the team wiping the mud off her face.

"Hey... trouble, you, hurry up and report a letter to Miss Qing."

Sun Ming let out a long sigh, and followed with his hands behind his back, to see what kind of trouble these bastards could make.

After what happened to Huang’s family, I ran to the entrance of the village and wandered around for a long time. It was already past noon, and the scorching sun was shining directly in the sky. The men in Shantie Village were sweating profusely, but they were all round and hardworking. Shouting tired.

The soil was wet and soft after a heavy rain, and it was very easy to dig. Today, I dug a large piece in half a day.

Tian Mushuan calculated, the man dug the hole, the woman dug out the soil, and the woman made mud and put it under the sun, hoping that there would be no heavy rain tonight.

The sun-dried adobes are transported to the brick kiln for burning, and they are piled into the sheds that have been built. After saving enough money, the house will start to be built.

Except for the dolls who can't walk and the old people who are bedridden, everyone in Shantie Village participated.

No matter how poisonous the sun is, no matter how many mosquitoes there are, blisters on the hands, peeling skin on the face, tired after work every day, I can't even hold my job, but I just work hard and don't even say a word. There is no energy to speak.

"Come on, dinner will be served right away! Everyone will be credited with full work points today, and my wife will kill a big fat pig again today! No one has a bowl of sugar and salt water to drink in the afternoon!"

Liu Xiangyun has been darkened by the smoke and fire these days, not to mention having to cook meals in the sun, even if there is a shed to block it, it is better than the days when he did not leave the gate. Too much hard work.

But she had never felt so open in her heart.

She took care of hundreds of people's stomachs, and ate cleanly and comfortably. Seeing everyone eating deliciously, she felt very satisfied.

In the past, when she was in the Zhao family, no matter what she said or did, it was wrong, because she didn't have a son, and because she couldn't keep her man, even if she sneezed, she would be looked down upon.

So she gradually learned not to look, not to listen, not to speak, not to care, like a transparent person, not to attract anyone's attention, life will be more comfortable, at least not inexplicably scolded.

But now, everyone will greet her with a smile when they see her:
Mrs. Liu, thank you for your hard work. This rice is really delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious meal.

Mrs. Liu, the sun is shining. Come back later. When the sun goes down, be careful not to burn your face.

Every time Gu Shan sees them delivering food, he will call a few men to come over and help him, lifting the rice bowl up and down:

"Mrs. Liu, don't move. Be careful not to hurt your waist. Let us do it."

It was these warm greetings that made her get up in the middle of the night every day. She was busy until dark, lying on the bed with sore body, and still thinking about which dish was cooked well and which dish was bad. , What are you going to do tomorrow?
Cooking and delivering meals every day, and seeing the satisfied smiling faces of children, men, women, and the elderly, made her full of vitality.

So when she saw a group of people gathered together, the hairs all over her body stood on end, something was wrong, something went wrong...

(End of this chapter)