Leftover Girl's Neverland

Chapter 65 Building a House ([-])

Meng Zhen and Wang Zhixing looked at each other, and they didn't care about the people they didn't know. Seeing that Boss Wang had written down their requests, they left the restaurant separately.

At noon, Zheng Jian came back from selling vegetables, took tools and went to the mountain to help.At the foot of the mountain, there were some stones that had just been unloaded from the truck. Two workers pushed a small cart full of stones, and the other was pulling them with a rope in front, carefully transporting the stones up the mountain.

Zheng Jian followed behind the two workers. He didn't know how they cooperated, and he didn't dare to help rashly.The path is just over one meter wide, and it is not easy to get large tools up. The mixer and materials are all placed at the foot of the mountain, and they can be pushed with small carts to pull them.

Fortunately, the hillside is not high. After walking for about ten minutes, two workers pulled up the stones used for laying the foundation and unloaded them on the open space.

"Come back, how is the sale?"

Seeing his younger brother coming back, Meng Zhen hurriedly handed him a bottle of mineral water, and gave him a fan with a palm-leaf fan.

Zheng Jian took it and unscrewed the bottle cap, gulped a couple of sips of water, then untied his pocket and handed it to Meng Zhen: "The dishes are still the same, three dishes are sold for 350 yuan, 21 catties of walnuts are sold for 580 yuan Yuan, a total of nine hundred and three. Sister, these walnuts are really easy to buy. When people saw that our walnuts were new, they didn’t pay back the price, so they just put them in bags.”

He was also worried that the price set by his sister was too high and he couldn't buy it in the market. As a result, all the walnuts were sold out, and there was still a basket of vegetables that hadn't been sold.

"Okay, I got it, hehe, I've got enough food for these two days!" Meng Zhen took the bag, didn't open it and counted it, and directly put it on his shoulder: "By the way, did you ask me about it? "

Meng Zhen took her younger brother to the shed. Now that the manpower has been allocated, she is going to liberate the two siblings. After spending so much money, she will not be so taken advantage of if she is exhausted.

"I asked. Mrs. Song said that this Song Yaping lives by the edge of their fish pond. Both her parents are there. There is also a younger brother who is five years younger than her. He is studying in Liujiaji's middle school."

"Their father runs freight, and her mother raises a dozen or so goats at home. Life is not bad. Song Yaping majored in gardening at the Agricultural University. Apart from the tuition fees being paid by the family, the usual living expenses are earned by herself through scholarships or part-time jobs. earned..."

Meng Zhen listened to what his younger brother said, and couldn't help but glance at Song Yaping, who was always busy wearing a straw hat.It seems that she is a very good person, and then observe and observe.At the beginning, she thought about contracting the mountain to plant fruit trees, and maybe she could use the manor at will without the sight of the people in the village, but she ignored a problem, such a big mountain, she couldn't take care of it alone.

Recruiting is necessary, but she doesn't want to cause trouble for recruiting.Therefore, it is best to know the root and the bottom.So far, Song Yaping is indeed a good assistant.

"Well, okay, I see, you rest first, let's go to the restaurant to carry the box lunch later!"

"Okay!"

As the saying goes, "a broken family is worth ten thousand", but Wang Zhixing's broken family is probably not even worth a single.Stools with missing legs, large wardrobes with doors missing, broken bowls, teapots with missing spouts, and rusty iron pans and kitchen knives...

The only complete piece of furniture in the house is a dusty Eight Immortals table. This was the first piece of furniture Wang Zhixing made when he was apprenticed as a carpenter. He wiped the table out with a damp cloth with care. The lacquer, the edges and corners polished by himself, Wang Zhixing's eyes are full of nostalgic sadness.

"Oh, why is this room so smelly? It's numb, why is there still shit!"

The worker who demolished the wall with a sledgehammer came out of the Westinghouse holding his nose, cursing incessantly—I have seen a broken house, but I have never seen such a rotten one!

Wang Zhixing heard the voice and hurried over.The Westinghouse used to be the bedroom of his parents, but after his father died and his mother remarried, this room became vacant, and grandma often put the rags she picked up in it.

He opened the wooden door half-hanging on the door frame, and a group of mung bean flies flew in front of him. Inside were piles of old newspapers that grandma hadn't sold, empty bottles, and cardboard boxes.

The tiles on the roof were broken, and the beams were rotten and collapsed. The pile of broken things in the house was soaked in rain and snow and rotted. When the door was opened, mice ran around and maggots crawled on it.

There are also some vicious little bastards who directly use this place as a toilet...

No wonder the workers came out after covering their noses. The smell is indeed quite suffocating.

Wang Zhixing didn't say anything, but asked the construction workers to demolish the east room and the living room that he had cleaned first. He took a shovel and pushed the small cart that grandma used to pick up trash, and pulled down the rotten wooden door. Shovel the dirt inside into the trolley one by one.

This small stroller is actually his cradle, with a body made of bamboo and four small wheels underneath.Grandma used it to store things when she picked up tatters, and grandma's small cloth bag was still hanging on the handlebar wrapped with cloth strips.

At that time, his father was the first person in the village to go out to work. He was just a month old when his father went to work in other places.Although he didn't earn much money, he was still much richer than other folks who guarded the land and earned dead money.

Dad has been away for less than half a year. Besides sending a lot of money to the family, he also asked someone to return the pram, saying it was a birthday present for his son.pity--

Wang Zhixing shook his head, got rid of the stories his grandma told him in his head, and concentrated on his work.I don't know what's wrong recently, as soon as I step into this house, I will think of many things from the past.

There weren't many clutter in the Westinghouse, and after he cleared out all the garbage, he just filled the cart.Pull the cart out, park it in an open space where there is no one, let it dry, and burn it all up.The black paper ash floats into the distance like a black butterfly...

After cleaning up, he turned back to the yard. At this time, the workers had removed all the walls, and there were broken tiles, bricks and rotten beams all over the floor.He pulled out all the useless things and piled them in front of the door.

Then he took a trowel to clean the lime on the bricks - he didn't plan to throw away these old bricks. The whole ones could be put away and converted into a hut on the mountain, and half of the broken ones were also pulled up the mountain to use as road mats.

"Hehe, it's Zhixing, why are there not enough people? Zhigang and his brothers are all at home, let them help?!"

Wang Zhigang's family lived behind Wang Zhixing's house. His father came back from working in the field, saw Wang Zhixing squatting there cleaning up old bricks, and came over with a dry smile.

In rural areas, building a house is most sensitive to neighbors, especially the front, back, left, and right neighbors.There is also a custom in the countryside of Quancheng, that is, the person who builds the house must obtain the permission and signature of the neighbors before he can build it.

Even if the relationship is usually good, once the house is involved, swearing is light, sometimes in a hurry, just greet them with a shovel and a hoe.Why is your house built too high, blocking the sun of my house; or your foundation is extended backwards, flushing the dripping eaves of my house; or, I just don’t like you, and I don’t agree with you Build a house.

In the past, they were still good neighbors who said that "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors". One family built a house, but there was no negotiation, and there were not a few people who turned against each other.

But Wang Zhixing didn't have this trouble, not that he didn't follow the rules.Mainly the neighbors of the front and back two families felt a little guilty about his grandma's death.

In fact, in urban areas, two people who live opposite each other may have been neighbors for several years without knowing each other's name or what they do; but this is impossible in rural areas.Not to mention the chattering relationship between each other, but living in front and behind, bowls and plates are dropped in the front yard (or back yard), the couple quarrels and fights, separated by a wall, the neighbors are serious .Within a long time, the whole street knew that so-and-so's family had a quarrel and smashed the bowls.

But no one knew about Grandma Wang's death at home for two days, which is simply impossible.Therefore, Wang Zhigang's family was also very worried when they heard the news of Wang Zhixing's return: Although they did not treat the elderly wrongly, they would be enough for Wang Zhixing to settle accounts with them if they did not report what they knew and refused to save them.

Therefore, when Wang Zhixing came to him with an agreement, Wang Zhigang's father felt a little cramped in his calf, thinking that he was here to settle accounts with him.Wang Zhixing's meeting with Village Chief Wang on the first day after his return, although no one publicized it, the people in the village still vaguely knew something.

If Wang Zhixing hadn't done anything, could that stingy village head Wang give him buns?Can you give him money to build a house?
Wang Zhigang's father couldn't breathe when he thought that he might be punished like Village Chief Wang.Just when he wanted the child's mother to take the money, Wang Zhixing said that he wanted to build a house and asked him to sign.

Build a house?signature? !sign!Not to mention building a house, even his family has no objection to building a high-rise.Picking up the consent form, Wang Zhigang's father signed his name without even reading it.

The same is true for the front yard. Wang Zhixing's house flipped very smoothly.No neighbors came to stop him, and no pedestrians accused him of piling up things on the road and affecting the road.

Even the idlers in the village stood at a distance, and several people gathered together to discuss quietly.

"No need, wasn't Wang Zhigang bitten by a dog? It's better to recuperate at home!" Wang Zhixing said coldly without looking up.He doesn't blame him for grandma's affairs, but he won't have anything to do with their family either.

"Oh, hehe, as long as it's okay, as long as it's okay!" He walked sideways through the pile of debris in front of Wang Zhixing's door, not daring to speak.

Meng Zhen's house was also built smoothly. At first, she just felt relieved, but then she felt something was wrong in her heart - why her house's materials seemed to be prepared in advance, and whatever was used could be used.Occasionally there was a shortage, and she was just about to drive to the city to buy it, but Captain Qian stopped her, saying that Wang Yongming had already ordered it, and she would bring it tomorrow.Sure enough, the next day, the needed things were delivered.

This is too abnormal, she is contracting the labor and materials of the house to Wang Yongming, but it didn't go so smoothly last time!

There was something wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Sister, Brother Li is here, looking for you!"

Just as he was thinking, Zheng Jian, who was picking vegetables in the vegetable garden, ran up.

Li Sihai? !What does he want to do with himself?Some time ago, the food was not picked up and the supply was halved. Was this also agreed by him?

I suddenly worked overtime today, which affected the normal codeword plan. Sure enough, the days without food storage are too depressed.I'm sorry, everyone, I can only update once today, and I will update twice tomorrow. If time permits, I will update three times.A certain woman hides her face...

(End of this chapter)