"Big girl, you have paid us wages, how can we ask for your money again!" Zhang Sanlang firmly refused to accept it.

"I won't go there every day. It's because of your hard work. You and Liuzi can just keep the money, so that the wages won't be calculated separately. Is that okay?" Lin Yuehua doesn't plan to go every day. She actually has a lot to do.

"That's it, big girl, don't worry, we two brothers will do a good job selling food." Zhang Sanlang took the money after expressing his stance.

After dividing the money, everyone went back to their homes.

Just as Lin Yuehua was about to close the door, he saw Zhao Yunting coming back, dressed in black. If his eyes weren't so bright and beautiful, he would have blended into the night.

"Brother Zhao." Lin Yuehua shouted.

Zhao Yunting thought it was Lin Yuehua who opened the door for him, and his cold face softened a little, and he said, "I went hunting, but I didn't get much."

Lin Yuehua noticed that Zhao Yunting was holding a pheasant in his hand, and thought that he had not yet harvested anything. It was good that he did not come back empty-handed in such bad weather: "Come in quickly."

"Here you go!" Zhao Yunting handed the live pheasant with its wings to Lin Yuehua.

Lin Yuehua was startled and took a few steps back: "What?"

She is very scared, chickens can peck people.

Zhao Yunting felt a little aggrieved when he saw Lin Yuehua reacting so strongly and not wanting the prey he sent. Does everyone like live game every time he goes to town to sell it?

When Lin Yuehua saw the tall Zhao Yunting, he stood motionless, not knowing what to do.

"Oh, I understand, do you want to drink chicken soup? But it's too late now. How about I go to the mountains to pick some mushrooms and stew them for you tomorrow?" Lin Yuehua's tone was like coaxing a child, but she didn't know.

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"Yeah." Zhao Yunting nodded expressionlessly and left, but as soon as he missed Lin Yuehua's body, the corners of his mouth raised.

Lin Yuehua met Zhao Yunting early in the morning, and he was boxing in the yard.

Driven by curiosity, Lin Yuehua stopped and looked at it, commenting in his mind: Tsk, tsk, this kid is really good at fighting, he looks majestic, and his face is not bad.

Zhao Yunting noticed it as soon as Lin Yuehua came out. After a set of punches came down, he saw Lin Yuehua's round and bright eyes staring at him, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Big girl, I've already killed that pheasant."

"I'm going to pick mushrooms right now."

I asked my grandfather yesterday and he said that little girls are timid. He thought for a while that he should accompany the older girl to pick mushrooms, but unexpectedly she left before he finished speaking.

After Lin Yuehua picked mushrooms and returned home, she started to boil the chicken soup. After the fragrant chicken soup was ready, the two little ones couldn't wait to place the dishes and chopsticks and sat down on the table.

"Brother Zhao, the chicken soup is ready." Lin Yuehua shouted towards the room.

After a while, Zhao Yunting came out. He first gave a bowl to Grandpa Zhao. Grandpa Zhao was afraid that the two children would get sick, so he always ate alone in his room.

Lin Yuehua secretly lets Grandpa Zhao drink cold medicine every day, either adding it to soup or porridge. She thinks no one will find out.

"This chicken soup is so delicious. I want to drink it tomorrow." Lin Dahu's mouth was full.

"Then I'll kill one of the chickens you feed tomorrow." Lin Erya snatched a piece of chicken from under Lin Dahu's chopsticks.

Lin Dahu was anxious and quickly chewed the meat in his mouth, complaining unclearly: "How dare you... kill... Xiao Huang."

"I just know how to eat... and you will get fat to death"

Lin Yuehua was smiling at the side, watching the two children bickering without stopping, and putting meat into two small bowls from time to time.

When Zhao Yunting saw that the bowl in front of him was empty, he couldn't help feeling sour. He was so frustrated that he dug out a large spoonful of soup from the earthen pot, lowered his head and took a sip. His eyes lit up and he drank the soup faster.

Zhao Yunting thought about eating and drinking for free at Da Niu's house, so he would have to go hunting for food. Lin Yuehua thought about Zhao Yunting's game, which was always in vain, so the Zhao family's ancestors and grandsons should prepare better food.

Both of them had short-talking thoughts, and the result was that after ten days, all five members of the family became fat.

In the blink of an eye, the laborers had finished their corvee service and returned to the village. Seeing that everyone was here, Village Chief Lin organized the young adults in the village to repair the houses that were damaged by the heavy rain.

A total of about ten families' houses were more or less damaged, but they did not build stone houses. The villagers helped each other without asking for money. When the village chief stopped, everyone came.

First of all, the roof of Grandma Wang's house, which sells eggs, leaked. A few young men climbed up on the roof and quickly cleaned up the missing tiles.

The mud wall of Widow Liu's house was washed away. The villagers stirred up the mud and added some straw and the wall was quickly repaired.

Lin Yuehua didn't work, but looking at everyone's speed, he sighed and said, "There is strength in numbers."

It took three days for the villagers' houses to be repaired, but when it was Zhao Yunting's turn, everyone was in trouble and the whole house collapsed. This was not about repairing the house, but rebuilding it.

Building a new house is not a matter of helping out in a day or two. Many villagers are not willing to work in vain.

Village Chief Lin looked at Zhao Yunting's house and was so worried that he smoked his big dry cigarette. He thought carefully before saying: "Yunting, I think the situation of your house is worth rebuilding. You have been in my Linjia Village for nearly four years. Let's do this."

I will make the decision to divide the land for you."

The villagers have no objection. They can build houses on any piece of land they like. Because the Zhao family was an outsider a few years ago, they did not give him the land. Now after these years, the villagers have accepted the Zhao family.

"Village Chief, I don't have money to build a house now." Zhao Yunting was happy to get the land, but he couldn't get the money.

"Oh, I also expected that you were out of money. You donated ten taels of silver to replace the corvee, and your grandfather was seriously ill, which cost a lot of money. Folks!" Village Chief Lin did not finish his words, but just glanced at him,

The surrounding villagers took a step back.

It's not that they don't want to help. The fields are in trouble, the crops are confiscated, and the family has to tighten their belts to get by. How can they lend money to Zhao Xiaozi?

Zhao Yunting naturally saw the villagers' evasive glances, and he stood aside silently without saying a word.

Village Chief Lin coughed and then said: "Folks, is there any family willing to let Mr. Yunting live?"

No one said anything, so the village chief called his name: "From the Leap family, I remember that your family has a vacant room, right?"

The man who was named suddenly turned bitter and said: "Village Chief, my youngest son is going to be married soon, so that room is reserved for him."

If a house has more rooms, it must be Landlord Jiang's house, but everyone has not thought of going to Landlord Jiang's house. Firstly, their family rarely interacts with others, and secondly, no one wants to offend him.

Seeing everyone in trouble, Lin Yuehua said: "Village chief, I have two empty rooms in my workshop. I will provide them to Brother Zhao. Do you think this is okay?"

Village Chief Lin was delighted and immediately nodded: "Of course."
Chapter completed!