Yan Yu remembered that the work points she assigned to Xiangyizi were 100.
Children are willing to put in their own labor and exchange thoughtful gifts for their families. This is really great and worth supporting.
But she really couldn't give high marks for the job of picking stones.
Yan Yu thought for a while and said: "It takes four minutes a day to pick stones. It will take you a long time to save enough spices."
The four and five irons were very happy. The two little brothers were thinking about it before they came, and Yan Xiaoer only gave two or three points, and he was exhausted by three points.
The Yan family can do it themselves, but it will be faster if they help.
Moreover, they can only pick stones and cannot do other tasks.
"We save slowly, don't rush." Si Railway.
Wutie Tongyan said the truth: "Fragrant rice is very expensive, and you have to do a lot of work to make it."
Yan Yu: It’s good that you know.
If it weren't for the short-term work of picking stones, she wouldn't say anything to disturb her point-based pricing.
The Yan family has two more helpers who are working very hard.
Yan Yu made an agreement with them that today is only half a day, one person will get 2 points, and two people will get 4 points.
Both children said they understood.
The Luo family's land was not far away, and there were people working in the land. They saw the two little ones running over and said nothing.
Yan Yu acquiesced to their informed consent.
Yan Yu said she had no pressure to employ child labor again.
Calculate carefully, she has suffered a big loss, okay?
…
Yan Huaiwen had lunch and had a moment of free time.
Then I poured some water into the inkstone and grinded it carefully.
Take out the notebook he brought with him.
Lay it out.
Write:
The first time I arrived at Huju.
Tianyou used ponytail as a pen to send him secretly.
The pen is light...
Yan Huaiwen was a little annoyed. He shouldn't have casually dropped these two words for a moment, but instead lost his composure.
But now that I have written it down, I have to complete it.
The two characters "falling down" with iron painted silver hooks - the meaning is heavy.
The light breeze blew across the page, and the ink dried little by little, no longer the same color as when it fell.
Just like his mood, it changed again, and he felt that writing it down like this was very——good.
After packing up the notebook, Liang Manshan hurriedly walked from the city.
"Brother Huaiwen, Mr. Tian just asked you and me whether our youngest son is interested in studying in the city."
Yan Huaiwen raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Affiliated school?"
"Yes, it is our county school in Huju." Liang Manshan also did not expect that he, a boy in Leshan Prefecture, was not qualified to enter the county school, but when he arrived in Huju, his son could go to the county school before him.
"Master Tian said that there are not many students in Huju, and the teaching post is temporarily vacant, so he will take over. If Xiang Henghe Fengnian is interested in studying, he can come and observe.
When you and I have free time, you can also go to the county to study."
Yan Huaiwen understood.
I'm afraid it's the latter that matters.
Do you want them to teach for you?
"How do you feel about the mountain?" Yan Huaiwen asked.
"I don't have enough knowledge in Fengnian, but it would be good to go to the county school to gain some experience." Liang Manshan said truthfully.
Yan Huaiwen was a little worried.
If you come to Huju City to study, running back and forth will be too hard and you will easily get distracted.
It is impossible to rent a house in the city.
According to his understanding, Mr. Tian is one of the few officials in the imperial court who stayed in office for more than three years after being sent to Guanzhou.
His ancestral home is Jiaozhou, and he was born with Jinshi.
The position of temporary evangelist is more than enough.
"Let's discuss this matter when I get home," Yan Huaiwen said.
Liang Manshan said nothing more, he also thought of what Yan Huaiwen thought of.
I am afraid that I have to find a place to live in Huju City, and it is difficult to bring the child to the Yamen for resettlement.
…
Yan Laoer brought back 10,000 red bricks.
Originally there were not so many bricks, but the person who ordered the bricks seemed to have a hard time building the house. The construction period was delayed and so many bricks were not needed for the time being. They only took away half of them, which was a bargain for Yan Laoer, who could pick them up as soon as they arrived.
Yan Yu is happy now when she sees the red bricks.
Of these 10,000 yuan, there is no problem in selling another 5,000 yuan, and the rest will be reserved for the uncles of the Qi family to start work at any time.
"There are even better things." Yan Laoer beamed: "The brick factory also ordered three hundred kilograms of charcoal from me, saying that I would sell it at his place."
"Haha!" Yan Yu reacted very quickly. "You gave me a low price because you wanted to make a profit."
Yan Laoer also knew that this was the case.
"I make the difference in the price of the bricks, and he makes the difference in the price of the charcoal. Hey, don't tell me, it's quite interesting."
He offered a low price to the brick-burning factory, thinking of this possibility.
Businessmen are very sensitive to things that can make money.
"Let's go while it's early. Let's go work in the fields again." Yan Laoer raised his feet and was about to leave.
Yan Yu said: "Dad! We have finished the work ahead of schedule, can you hurry up? What a surprise!"
Yan Laoer:......
Thinking of a possibility, he frowned and asked, "Is your mother taking advantage of you? She's so brave when she bends over and sticks out her butt."
Yan Yu glanced at his mother behind him and snickered unkindly.
Li Xuemei looked aside subconsciously.
Fortunately, Yan Laoer's voice was not loud, so no one should have heard him.
"Speak louder and say it again." She walked over in a few steps and pinched the soft flesh on Yan Laoer's waist.
Yan Laoer groaned, turned his head, and saw his dear wife.
"Hehe! So what, wife, I ordered three hundred kilograms of charcoal and I can earn eighty-four cents, hehe! I finally made some decent money. Otherwise, I would be embarrassed if I didn't always make money from the folks."
Li Xuemei stared at him, interrupting again.
"Daughter-in-law, don't I care about you? You asked me how to straighten your waist. We can't ignore your health. You have read medical books now. You are half-knowing about medicine. You are really pregnant for ten months.
No matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful. Don't care what outsiders think, just do some small jobs with ease and skill, and protect yourself thousands and thousands of times."
Rather than saying that Yan Laoer values the child in Li Xuemei's belly, it is better to say that he values Li Xuemei herself.
The child's affairs actually have nothing to do with him...
It's okay to say it has something to do with it. Anyway, he accepts it well. Look at his wife and himself, they are both young versions of themselves. The child he gives birth to can look like either of them, but he can't look like anyone else.
Zaizai, whoever raises it belongs to him.
He, Yan Laoer, has the confidence to give him a Zaizai and give him a biological father.
Far from it, I am mainly worried about medical issues.
Avoid accidents as much as possible.
Don’t seek merit but seek no fault.
Just be safe and sound.
Li Xuemei couldn't stand him being like this. He was so kind to her, and she felt so sweet in her heart.
He said softly: "I didn't do anything, it was all the children who did the work."
"Dad, it's our family's work that attracts child labor..." Yan Yu laughed.
At first there were only four and five irons, but later other children heard the news and came running.
Yan Yu had no choice but to treat everyone equally.
A large group of children were squatting on the edge of her house picking up stones. The scene was very spectacular.
"Xiangjizi should be able to sell for a high price, but the ones we have now..."
Yan Laoer couldn't say enough. The last batch of fragrant rice noodles was made by his eldest nephew and had a unique shape.
"When we make another batch, I'll take it to the store and ask."
This chapter has been completed!