"You prepare the bricks and leave one man for us. We will come back tomorrow morning. If there are no accidents, they can be laid within one day." Xu Dawen said to the two housekeepers.
Because he was neatly dressed, polite, and neither arrogant nor arrogant in his speech, he made the two butlers feel safe. He was a professional craftsman!
Unable to keep anyone in, the two housekeepers had no choice but to send them out and told them to come early tomorrow morning.
Xu Dachong bowed his hands to the two of them, then led Wang Dayou to turn around and leave.
Walking out of Xicheng, where wealthy businessmen gathered, Wang Dayou, who had been holding back for a day, could no longer control his guilty conscience and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Xu, is a piece of linen really good? We're just making a bed on the bed. This, isn't this not good?"
He is usually a bit clever, so he wanted to learn it when he first saw the Xu family’s Pan Kang. He wanted to learn more skills in the future and earn more money.
But now, this is not just a little extra money!
Seeing that he was still not enlightened, Xu Da stopped suddenly and asked in a deep voice:
"Are we the only two families in the whole Hejian who know how to make Kang bed? Isn't this unique craft worth the price?"
"Besides, we have to get up before dawn tomorrow to go work for them. We don't even get food, and we have to bend over and work all day. Aren't we tired?"
"What's wrong with accepting some cloth from him? If it weren't for me now..."
Realizing that he had made a mistake, he suddenly paused and said, "Forget it, as long as you know, if your eldest brother doesn't like it, I won't even do it if they give me two hundred pieces of cloth!"
Xu Da took a deep breath and glanced at Wang Dayou with hatred, "We are all human beings, why should we think of ourselves so worthless?"
Xu Da walked away without looking back. He was obviously dressed in coarse cloth, but he was as elegant and unrestrained as silk gauze with wide sleeves.
Wang Dayou stood speechlessly in the dark alley, watching him striding towards the light from the darkness, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.
...
With a "squeak" sound, the door of the room was gently opened and closed again. Xu Daxian, who had been so elegant just a moment ago, frowned with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.
The room with dim yellow light was opened from the inside. Xu Da raised his eyes and saw the expressionless Xu Dalang.
Perhaps he didn't expect to see him look like this. The young man tilted his head and looked him up and down with his eyes.
This gaze, which was like an X-ray, forced Xu Da to quickly pass him and rush into the house.
Warm air blows towards the face. In the house, Wang, Xu Yue and her daughter are holding needles and threads to learn how to make clothes from Xu Erniang. They also sew thick quilts for sleeping in winter. Everything is so warm and peaceful.
But the three of them didn't even raise their heads, and didn't even look at him when he came in, as if he was nothing.
Xu Da suddenly felt a heavy breath in his throat. He couldn't spit it out or swallow it. He could only sit down on the edge of the kang with a bang, looking for a sense of existence.
The effect was effective, and the mother and daughter immediately raised their heads and looked at him.
As if she had just discovered the bitterness and hatred on his face, Xu Yue asked with concern:
"What's wrong, Dad? Didn't you make any money? That doesn't matter, we can take our time."
The girl comforted him seriously, but Xu Da felt even more heartbroken.
It was the first time that Father Xu Yue saw such a bargain. He finally became serious, put down the needle and thread in his hand, and looked at Grandma.
Something’s not right with Dad!
Mrs. Wang had noticed it a long time ago, but she was not good at comforting people. She could only look at Xu Da and wait for him to speak.
After the room was quiet for several seconds, Xu Da said sadly: "I scolded Wang Dayou."
Xu Yue and her family nodded in understanding, it turned out that they felt guilty.
Xu Da continued: "I have double standards."
This word was taught to him by Xu Yue. Why he taught his father to say this word at that time, Xu Yue himself can’t remember clearly. Maybe he saw too many people’s selfishness on the way to escape, so he felt this way.
The mother and son signaled Xu Da to continue.
Xu Da sighed and told him that he and Wang Dayou went out to find business today, and then talked about the charge for the Kang bed.
Everything was fine until she heard him tell Wang Dayou, "We are all human beings, why should we think of ourselves so worthless?" Xu Yue understood instantly.
She didn't know the exact identity of her father in the past, but she knew that he was a cultivator and should be a high-ranking second-generation immortal.
If he were a modern person, he would be the second generation of rich people. If he were in Daqing, he would be a rich man, and he would be the exploiting class that my grandmother often talked about.
As a qualified exploiter, he actually told Wang Dayou, who was in the exploited class, to increase his labor costs.
This is very subtle.
When he was an exploiter, Xu Da looked down upon the people at the bottom and felt that they had no value at all. It was their blessing that mortals could serve the immortal cultivators.
But now, he is no longer a great immortal.
He is just a common man, a little man who is so poor that he almost starves to death and still works hard to make money to support his family.
That's why he was so angry when he saw Wang Dayou doubting his own worth.
Because now, he is just a "mortal without any value."
After clarifying her father's complicated psychological feelings at this moment, Xu Yue crawled over and gently patted her father on the shoulder.
"Dad, not everyone can have such an opportunity to empathize. You have to cherish it."
Xu Da turned his head and looked at the little girl in front of him, his eyes were cold, "Are you sure you are comforting me?"
Xu Yue showed a harmless smile and nodded heavily.
Mrs. Wang hugged her little daughter to her side, with a strong sense of protecting the cub, and Xu Da's cold eyes instantly became extremely moved.
"It's good to have brothers. Remember to apologize tomorrow." Mrs. Wang ordered.
He glanced at Xu Da's two thin single clothes, asked Xu Yue to take out a string of jade bracelets, and handed them over.
Xu Da was a little confused. Is this a consolation prize?
Mrs. Wang warned: "It's getting colder and colder. If you want to run outside, you won't be able to wear just these two pieces of clothing. Take this bracelet and change into a fur coat. Dress warmly and protect your body."
Hearing this, Xu Da's eyes were full of disbelief, "Ms. Wang, you..." Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden!
Seeing Xu Da's shocked expression, Wang suddenly felt a little funny and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and laugh.
She didn't say a word, just looking at him with her two black eyes, her eyebrows curled up in a smile, as if she contained infinite tenderness.
The dim light softened the sharp look on her body. Dressed in Jingchai cloth and holding needle and thread in her hand, she really looked like a young wife who cared about her husband.
This Wang family is actually not ugly at all. Xu Da thought to himself.
He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped suddenly and lost his voice. The tips of his ears were slightly red. He looked down at the jade skewer in his hand, and then looked up at Mrs. Wang. The only thing flowing in his heart was as warm as candlelight.
of warmth.
Xu Yue looked at her grandma's sober eyes and silently felt sorry for her distraught dad for three seconds.
This is clearly just a matter of rational allocation and reuse of resources.
