Farmer's Struggle

Chapter 118
Ju Ying’s house built a tall wall, not stone, but bricks laid on top of the stone foundation, and the place where the roof was sealed was sewn with cement, and white and green broken glass was erected on the cement to prevent climbing.

A majestic fence must of course be accompanied by a majestic gate.

There are two doors that can be opened and closed, and a small door is installed on one of the doors. If you don’t use cars and animals, you can just open this small door to pass people, which is quite convenient and practical.

The gate and the wall are connected by two gate piles. The most magnificent one is the gate pile, with tiles pasted on it, which looks grand.

The few families next to Ju Ying's house probably felt that their broken wooden sticks were too shabby by comparison, so they built walls accordingly.If the conditions are good, they will lay bricks, and if the conditions are not good, they will build stones. Anyway, they can't be much worse than Ju Ying's house.

With these few houses at the head of the village, the whole Xiaofuqiangtun looks more grand than before.However, if you walk further inside, you will be exposed, and the door-to-door people inside are still the same.

Zhang Yongmei made big porridge at home, and the crazy grandmother was very obedient sitting in front of the stove to warm up the fire, and she didn't even glance at Ju Ling when she pushed the door into the house.

"Why don't you make a phone call when you come back? I knew that you would come back today and cook you something delicious. What's the trouble, I just boiled a big mess of porridge." Seeing her, Zhang Yongmei said, both happy and annoyed.

Ju Ling put down her luggage and schoolbag, squeezed together with the crazy grandma to enjoy the fire, and then said to Zhang Yongmei: "I just like to drink porridge with big balls, so make it stickier."

"It's sticky, it's sticky," Zhang Yongmei said cheerfully, "I also put some beets in. Your old sister-in-law of the Shen family said that adding some beets to the porridge would make it sweeter, so you don't need to add sugar. She will return it to you." I gave me a few beets, and I let you catch up for the first time today."

After the porridge was cooked, Zhang Yongmei filled a large bowl for her.The corn, rice and beans are very rotten, and they are sticky when stirred, which makes people very appetizing.

Zhang Yongmei also brought out all the small pickles at home for her to eat, such as spicy and refreshing garlic eggplant, salty and crunchy pickle lumps, and pickle leaves that are especially rare in winter.

Seeing Ju Lingguang staring at her without moving her chopsticks, Zhang Yongmei smiled and patted her on the top of her head: "Little Jingdouzi, nothing less will do."

With that said, Zhang Yongmei took out a small bowl from the bowl sticky cabinet and put it in front of Ju Ling.

It's fried chili noodles.

Ju Ling was not satisfied with getting what she wanted, so she wanted to say: "Oh, it would be delicious if it was fried fresh."

Zhang Yongmei happily snorted her head again: "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold in a while."

While Ju Ling was snorting and eating corn balls with the bowl, Zhang Yongmei put aside and carefully fed grandma.

Grandma doesn't know how full she is now, so feed her as much as you want, Zhang Yongmei is afraid that she will be hungry or support her, so she will feed her on time and at the same time, no matter how delicious the food is, she will only feed one bowl at a time.

"Mom, I see that several families in the village have built fences. The red brick walls are very grand, especially my aunt's house. Why does she think of spending so much money to build fences?" Ju Ling drank Porridge chatted casually.

When it comes to building walls, Zhang Yongmei has something to say.

"In the past, there were only a few households in our village with walls made of stones, and I didn't think it was a big deal. Now I see that other villages use bricks to build such walls, and I start to be greedy, and I want to build them. Even if you can't afford bricks, it takes money. Qian asked someone to knock on stones to build a beautiful stone wall, as if there is a wall to come out and speak hard, I really don’t know what these people think.” Let’s talk about the general situation first, and then Zhang Yongmei will say the key of.

She continued: "Your aunt told Yuping that your uncle wanted to be the head of the village, and he wanted to clean up the house and make the villagers happy to choose him. Yuping sent your aunt a lot of money. Aunt just found someone to build the fence."

"What does choosing him have to do with whether the house is decent or not?" Ju Lingnahan said: "The village chooses a village chief who can manage things and has ideas, not someone who has money.

Zhang Yongmei gave her a squinting look, then sighed and said, "You child doesn't understand anything. When you are in the village, why does someone want your dad to be the village chief? You pat your chest and tell the truth that your father is the one who is the village chief." What? The village head, he is not even qualified as a parent, and the villagers are not blind, and there are so many people in the village that they are like a hornet's nest, so they can't see it? One by one is useless, and I just want to It's a good deal to bring your dad up to our house to have a banquet or something."

Therefore, if you really have no money and nothing, the villagers may not necessarily choose someone to be the village head.

"Mom, do you want my dad to be the village head?" Ju Ling asked seriously.

If Zhang Yongmei wanted to, then the votes of the two older sisters she held in her hands would definitely go to Ju Wenqi. If Zhang Yongmei didn't want to, it would be useless for Ju Wenqi to jump up in a hurry.

Zhang Yongmei grabbed the corner of the towel hanging around her neck and wiped her mouth for her grandma, then hummed softly and said, "He's a fool. If he is really capable, I won't say anything. He is not like that at all and still earns his life." What I want to do is to give him leisure when life is too quiet."

Seemingly resentful in her heart, Zhang Yongmei put down the bowl, leaned closer to Ju Ling and said, "It's not that I said your father, the older you are, the harder it is for you to use your brain. Well, I still don't know what to do with our good family. If you want me to say, I can be better than your father when I am the village chief!"

Ju Ling followed suit with a giggle, and moved closer to Zhang Yongmei, pretending to be mysterious and asked: "Mom, do you want to be the village chief? You want to be my elder sister and second sister. Vote for you. "

Zhang Yongmei raised her hand as if to hit her, and the high-raised slap lightly fell on Ju Ling's arm, and both mother and daughter laughed as if they had been scratched.

The crazy grandma, who is full of food and drink, doesn't know what these two people are laughing at, and she laughs when she sees them laughing.

When Ju Wenqi came home, he saw his mother, wife and child, and the three women laughed as if someone had aroused their acupoints. He was so shocked that he almost slammed the door.

"Why are you back? Who will watch when you come back to the hotel?" Zhang Yongmei asked with a smile immediately.

Ju Wenqi happily sat down at the table, pointed to Jiang Shan and said, "Man, serve me a bowl, I can smell the aroma even in the restaurant."

Did not answer Zhang Yongmei's question at all.

Zhang Yongmei wanted to get up to serve him a large porridge, Ju Ling got up first: "Mom, you have been busy for a long time, take a rest, I will serve it to my dad."

Ju Wenqi didn't realize that there was something in Ju Ling's words, but he was still cheerful, and praised: "My girl is really not in vain, she will serve your father."

Ju Ling rolled his eyes at the air, and asked while serving the porridge: "Dad, have you closed the restaurant?"

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