Most of the victims are still willing to build their own houses to live in. After all, no one can guarantee when those who fled the city will come back.
Those who escaped were all wealthy businessmen. Unlike them, they were homeless and wanted to take root in Zhenjiang Prefecture. But when Zhenjiang Prefecture regains its prosperity, the wealthy businessmen may come back.
But there are also elderly people and children who choose to live in unused houses. Shi Lei also met an acquaintance when he was allocating a house.
"Hey, it's your boy. Is your grandpa feeling well?"
Xiao Shitou was the boy who wanted to make two bowls of porridge. When he saw Shi Lei's face full of happiness, he smiled and scratched his head.
"When I get back to you, my grandfather has recovered and can walk on his own now."
As he spoke, he glanced behind him. Shi Lei followed his gaze and saw an old man with gray hair standing not far from the team. He was holding a wooden stick as a crutch in his hand, hunched over and looking at him lovingly.
Small stones.
A smile appeared on Shi Lei's lips, he rubbed Xiao Shitou's head and said to the official in charge of registration.
"Give him the small, single-family courtyard in the city."
The owner of the small courtyard passed away, and there would be no chance that the owner would come back to ask for the house in the future. Their grandparents would not have to worry about the future. This child suited his eyes, and Shi Lei couldn't help but use this privilege.
"Yes, what's your name?"
The official agreed and turned around to ask Xiao Shitou's name so that he could register.
"Little stones."
Little Shitou knew that Shi Lei had helped him again, his eyes were filled with tears, and he suppressed his gratitude in his heart.
"Hey, Little Shitou, I am still the same family as me. You are one Shitou and I am four, hahaha!"
Shi Lei touched his head and laughed out loud, feeling more and more eager to see him. This was not fate.
Xiao Shitou was suddenly touched on the head, and his face was a little shy, "Then I will also call you Brother Shitou. You are Big Shitou and I am Xiao Shitou."
"Hahaha, okay, Brother Shitou will protect you from now on!"
Compared with the deserted area here, the back hill of Zhenjiang Prefecture is much more lively. The land designated by Shen Yanqing for the victims is far away from the city center, but there is enough open space for them to build houses.
Moreover, the wood and stones on the mountain are free of charge, and everyone wants to build bigger houses. At this moment, the mountain is full of victims who are cutting down trees and carrying stones. They are all sweating profusely due to the heat, but the smiles on their faces are brighter than at noon.
The sun must shine brightly.
Fortunately, Shen Yanqing now had water in the two newly dug wells, otherwise these people would have collapsed due to lack of water.
The wasteland outside the city is also full of people. Two acres of land are allocated to each person. The men work to build houses, while the women and half-grown men work in the fields.
Farm tools were issued by the government, and they only had to plow the land and wait for planting crops. These people were all good at farm work. Zhenjiang Mansion, which was originally deserted and desolate, began to become lively and lively. Everyone was eager to work hard.
Live with extra effort.
Shen Yanqing originally wanted to leave the task of picking up sweet potato seedlings to Furong Town to Li Biao, but Jiang Miao was worried and wanted to go back with him to have a look. They had been away from home for almost half a month and had not reported that they were safe, so they just took this opportunity.
Go back and let the Shen family feel at ease.
Shen Yanqing was reluctant to be separated from her. He had been keeping a straight face and clinging to her for the past two days. He followed Jiang Miao wherever she went, trying to make Jiang Miao change her mind.
Jiang Miao packed her luggage. She didn't plan to go there for too long, so she just packed a few changes of clothes. Shen Yanqing stared at it intently, and even tried to reach in and take out the clothes secretly, but Jiang Miao caught him at a glance.
.
Jiang Miao patted his hand gently and smiled helplessly.
"I won't stay too long. I'll be back soon."
After all, the people in Zhenjiang Prefecture were still waiting for the sweet potato seedlings to be planted. She went back to see if the dim sum shop needed help, and to see if the distinguished guests from the capital were used to the dim sum made by Shen Yingxue.
Shen Yanqing also knew that he was making trouble unreasonably. He hugged Jiang Miao from behind, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and said in a muffled voice.
"The day after tomorrow at the latest."
"Okay, let me go first."
They hadn't taken a shower for a long time. Jiang Miao felt that her hair was very greasy, which she disliked. Shen Yanqing was still so close to her, so she quickly pushed him away.
Shen Yanqing thought Jiang Miao was impatient with him, so his eyes were a little hurt and he looked at her accusingly.
"My hair stinks..." Jiang Miao had no choice but to explain.
"It doesn't stink, it smells good."
Shen Yanqing's eyes were stubborn, and Jiang Miao had a unique fragrance, somewhere between floral and grassy, ​​refreshing and pleasant. Shen Yanqing wished he could hold her every day, so how could he dislike her.
Jiang Miao blushed at the look in his eyes and turned her head away as if she was hiding something, not daring to look at him again.
"Anyway, I will be back soon. Just wait for me at home."
"Um."
Shen Yanqing agreed solemnly, her expression much calmer than before. Jiang Miao packed her luggage, turned around and walked to him, held his face in her bare hands, tapped her toes, and pressed her red lips on his thin lips, saying The sound of "pop" is gone as soon as you touch it.
"The people of Zhenjiang Prefecture need you. Eat well and have a good rest after I leave..."
Jiang Miao whispered instructions, and a hot light flashed in Shen Yanqing's eyes. His strong hands hugged her slender waist, and the lips that had just been separated were entangled again.
The rest of Jiang Miao's words were stuck in her mouth. Shen Yanqing was moved and put all her reluctance into this kiss. Jiang Miao wanted to push him away at first, but then she was slowly drawn into his obsession.
After a while, the two separated. Jiang Miao's hair on her temples was slightly messy, her almond-shaped eyes were watery, and her red lips were swollen and pouted slightly.
Shen Yanqing restrained herself for a long time before looking away. His voice was sexy and low with a bit of hoarseness, and his slender fingers covered her lips.
"You also have to take care of yourself..."
"I know."
Jiang Miao nodded obediently, she felt that she would not be treated harshly.
As everyone watched, Li Biao drove Jiang Miao to Furong Town in a carriage. Shen Yanqing stood at the city gate for a long time, until the carriage could no longer be seen. Liang Duo saw that he had not responded yet, so he could only Come forward as a reminder.
"Sir, my wife has already left. How about we go back to the city first?"
"Um."
Shen Yanqing was stunned for a moment and quickly came to his senses, returning to his usual cold demeanor, as if someone else had just been staring at the butt of the carriage, and he nodded slightly.
"Let's go."
The people in Zhenjiang Prefecture all knew that Jiang Miao had gone to get sweet potato seedlings. They would be able to plant crops soon. Thinking that they would have enough to eat in a few months, these people started working with excitement on their faces. They all worked much harder.
Most of the fields outside the city have been plowed, and Jiang Miao asked them to fertilize with the excrement collected in the city, although the fields were still smelly.
But no one questioned Jiang Miao's words. Master Shen and Mrs. Shen are now the most powerful in the hearts of these people, and what they say is absolutely correct.
