Zhao Xuejing didn't see Niu Xing, and his energy was focused on the two people behind him.
"We came looking for you with good intentions, but you actually started to curse."
"We sent the message, but did we send it wrong?"
"It's really annoying."
The woman in her fifties was scolding her all the way. Zhao Xuejing ignored them and saw the entrance of the village. Zhao Xuejing looked at the mule cart not far away.
"Let's go, I won't send you off."
Seeing Zhao Xuejing's appearance, the woman opened her eyes and said, "No wonder even the old man of the Zhao family has left."
Zhao Xuejing resisted and did not start another dispute with the woman. After all, she was still the elder of Mrs. Tao's family. The quarrel was really serious, and Mrs. Tao was the one who felt uncomfortable.
"Uncle Zhao, is there someone coming from the village?"
Niu Xing's voice brought Zhao Xuejing back to his senses, and he realized that Zhao Xueyi and the others had returned to the village driving the donkey cart.
The donkey cart Zhao Luoyang was riding collided with the leaving mule cart.
Zhao Luoyang glanced at the mule cart. The driver was an old slave. There were two people sitting in the cart, both around fifty or sixty years old.
When the two people saw Zhao Luoyang, the woman seemed to be startled, but her eyes swept over the donkey cart and found that there was nothing but a few people on the donkey cart. She immediately raised her lips in disgust, and then got off the cart.
The old man next to the woman didn't even raise his eyelids.
It seemed that just one glance at Zhao Luoyang and the others would waste his energy.
Zhao Luoyang jumped out of the car and walked quickly towards Zhao Xuejing: "Third uncle, who are they?"
Zhao Xuejing sighed: "I told you before that I seemed to have seen your third aunt's family. It was true that when we went to the city today, we saw people again. They said they wanted to see your third aunt, so they followed.
Come to the village."
Zhao Luoyang didn't know what happened next, but it must have been unpleasant.
"Let's talk about this when we get back," Zhao Xuejing said, looking at Zhao Xueyi, Niu Daochang and Widow Xie, "How about you go to the village?"
Mentioning this, Zhao Xueyi, Niu Daochang and others all showed smiles on their faces.
Zhao Luoyang said: "We don't have to worry about winter anymore. Didn't you say that there are still adobe bricks for sale in the city? I think they can be bought to repair the house."
Even adobe bricks are very expensive in the winter. These are all prepared in advance. There are only so many things, so there is no need to worry about selling them.
Zhao Xueli and Zhao Xuejing went to see it several times but were reluctant to do so. When it warmed up, they could make these things themselves.
But now that Sister Luo mentioned this... Zhao Xuejing immediately realized that he had found a job in the village.
This thing is more important than anything else.
Zhao Xuejing said: "I will go back and clean up, and let Yuan Rang and Yuan Ji invite Mr. Song over."
Zhao Xuejing took the first step, and Zhao Xueyi saw a mule cart leaving without thinking about it. He immediately called the Niu family and his son to unload the donkey cart. Widow Xie asked Zhao Luoyang worriedly: "Are you okay?
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Zhao Luoyang nodded: "As long as my milk is here, it's okay."
That's true. Widow Xie smiled and followed Sister Luo out. She only thought about how awesome Sister Luo was and forgot that Mrs. Yang was also supporting the Zhao family.
When a few people arrived at Zhao's house, everyone was as usual.
Mr. Song sat on the chair, which Zhao Xueyi had just made yesterday. It looked simple, but it was quite comfortable to sit on, and there was a fur cushion under his buttocks.
Mr. Song sat down and didn't want to get up.
Luo Zhenniang also supported Mrs. Yang to sit on the stool, and the others stood on both sides. Mrs. Tao did not come, obviously she was affected by the affairs of her parents' family and has not recovered yet.
Zhao Xueyi planned in his mind that when he earned some money, he would buy some wood, give his wife a chair, and then make some benches so that everyone could sit down and talk.
But they don't have time to do this now, they have to finish the work on the stockade.
Zhao Luoyang told everyone what Bai said. Everyone was a little surprised when they heard that the village gave so much money. Although wages were expected to increase in winter, there was not so much?
Zhao Luoyang said: "So there are two places that need manpower now. One is the fourth uncle's side. How many people are needed and what they do is up to the fourth uncle and the others. The other is Aunt Xie's side, and it is Aunt Xie who makes the decision."
"No, no," Widow Xie waved her hands hurriedly, looking at everyone's faces and looking at Luo Zhenniang, "I'm just going to the stockade to have a look. I can't do this. I need my second sister-in-law to help me.
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Widow Xie is not being polite. She does not know much, she just knows some craftsmanship, and this job was done by Sister Luo. How could she take charge of such a big thing?
Luo Zhen's mother was different. She was Luo Jie'er's mother. She knew how to do things on a daily basis. Besides... from her heart, these important matters had to be controlled by the Zhao family.
Luo Zhenniang refused: "I don't know much about weaving."
"Second sister-in-law doesn't need to think about these things," Widow Xie said. "Second sister-in-law only needs to help us calculate the money with the village. Sister Luo said that work is not calculated according to daily wages, but calculated according to the amount of work done. Where can I do this?
Yes, I have to rely on my second sister-in-law."
Before Luo Zhenniang spoke, Zhao Luoyang nodded: "Okay, then I'll leave this matter to Mom and Auntie Xie."
Widow Xie breathed a sigh of relief, now she had nothing to worry about.
Zhao Luoyang said: "The next step is to select people. This is our first time getting work from the village. No matter what, we have to do a good job."
Everyone nodded.
Niu Daochang said: "The stockade is bigger than we thought. We looked at several sheepfolds, but there were thousands of sheep. Gasan in the stockade told us that the sheepfolds had been sick several times, and many lambs died.
, The big sheep will not give birth to many babies this year, otherwise the three sheep pens will not be able to fit in the good times. Previously, the village was thinking of building more sheep pens."
"If Luo Jie'er's method is good and the sheep don't get sick, then there's no telling how many animals we can raise in the future. When the village meets our Luo Jie'er, it's like meeting a noble person."
Niu Daochang had great confidence in Zhao Luoyang. Sister Luo had learned medical skills from Zheng Yi.
Shi Jiu said in Zhao Luoyang's mind: "That's right."
Zhao Luoyang found that Shi Jiu had really changed now, and would praise her from time to time. She was not a person who liked to hear nice things, but she sounded really comfortable.
Zhao Luoyang said: "You think so too?"
Shi Jiu said: "Yes, I have discovered it a long time ago."
"What comes from the heart is more true than anything else."
Shi Jiu looked at the health change prompts that appeared on his body. These days, Zhao Luoyang would increase his health every day, especially the day when he returned to his body and informed Zhao Luoyang of his identity.
When he came back, he found that his health had fluctuated by 40 points.
This is the most his health has ever increased.
He and Xiao Yu were originally the same person, and Zhao Luoyang's trust in Xiao Yu could also be reflected in Shi Jiu as a system.
Now his health points have accumulated to 392 points.
But he praised Zhao Luoyang not only for his health points, but because he had something in mind and blurted it out naturally.
Sometimes he would still think about how he was so stupid in the beginning, when his health was at its lowest, which made her feel uncomfortable and always reduced his health.
The health points have increased so quickly. When it reaches 500, I don’t know if the system will change.
Shi Jiu hoped that the system would make arrangements. The more the system gave him, the more he could help Zhao Luoyang.
Niu Daochang was still talking about what happened at the village.
"A small child, as high as my thigh, can ride a horse."
"I watched him swoosh past, and he turned his head and waved to me."
"Sister Luo said before that there are a lot of abandoned cultivated land on the stockade. We went over to take a look and found that it was not the case. Standing on the stockade and looking northwest, it was all over there. There is also a forest to the north. We went there today.
On that day, I didn’t even reach half of the village.”
Niu Daochang felt that he had really seen it, and he could imagine how the Zhao family would look at them when they told each household the news and went to select people.
They were the first group of people to enter the village.
I still have to work harder and think more in the future, and strive to stay ahead.
"We still have to discuss it. We can't put all the money we earned from going to the village this time into everyone's pockets." Niu Daochang looked at Zhao Xueli, "We can't rely on you in the East Village. Why don't you tell the government office?
We are separated from the East Village, and the sixteen households can choose their own right."
If you really choose Li Zheng, it must be Zhao Xueli.
These must be carefully discussed.
Mr. Song said: "This matter should be done as soon as possible. In an hour, let's get together to discuss it! One person from each household."
After speaking, Mr. Song glanced at Old Mrs. Yang. An hour was enough for the Zhao family to discuss their own affairs. He heard a few words about what the Zhao family had just done. Those two people made Old Mrs. Yang very angry.
Mr. Song shook his head secretly, it's really... just two relatives, as for this? Aren't they usually sharp-tongued? Will they be bullied by others?
After the matter was discussed, Mr. Song, the Niu family and his son, and Widow Xie left.
There was no one else in the house.
Zhao Xuejing closed the door, and Mrs. Tao also walked out of the house, came to Mrs. Yang's side, raised her red eyes and said, "Mom, it's not good to be a daughter-in-law."