Cheng Mo and his father were busy just now, and Ye Dawu was very measured and did not enter the house.
But now a shout came in from outside, and Ye Dawu walked out with the hoe in his hand, "Fuck, this bitch still has the nerve, I can't kill him!"
Cheng Mo stopped Ye Dawu with a sullen expression, "What's the matter with you? Just wait!"
Ye Dawu refused to listen and threw Cheng Mo's hand away, "Why don't you care about my business? My father is the village chief. If he comes to our village to cause trouble, he is causing trouble for me!"
Ye Dawu went out with a hoe in hand.
Cheng Mo quickly followed him out.
Ye Qingqing got out of the kang, and Cheng Yan squatted on the ground without moving, holding his chin with his little hands, "The man outside is called Li Gang. He is from Guyang Village. After the autumn harvest last year, my brother and his sister got married.
The date was about to be set, but his family suddenly regretted the marriage and decided not to marry him.
The gift money was all taken from my family, and if I don’t get married, the gift money will not be returned.
My brother went to beg for money, and they started beating him. My brother got angry and started fighting with them. My brother cut Li Gang's face with a knife, leaving a scar.
Sometimes he would come to my house to have a convulsion after drinking, saying that my brother had ruined him.
But he broke my brother’s head with a hoe.”
Ye Qingqing was frightened when she heard this. As a modern person, she had never experienced anything like this.
"What happens next? Will your gift money be returned?"
"I'm coming back. My brother is very cruel. If they don't give me money, he will beat him to death. They don't dare, so they pay back the money. It stands to reason that the two families are settled, but Li Gang is not a good person.
Looking for trouble.
"My brother is afraid that Li Gang will come and make trouble when he is not at home, and my father and I will suffer. We don't dare to deal with him forcefully."
The five-year-old child sighed.
Ye Qingqing squeezed the child's face with her dirt-covered hands, unable to say anything comforting.
Ye Qingqing was not interested in the noise outside. The noise in her house was constant all day long, and it gave her a headache. After hearing what Cheng Yan said, she got into the kang to dig again.
The corridor underneath the old kang was actually very dangerous. If the kang was accidentally hollowed out, it would collapse.
She could only keep as much of the foundation of the kang as possible, which meant treating the original kang as part of the corridor. She could not be distracted when digging. If she was not careful, if the corridor was not laid out properly, smoke would leak out.
The wrangling outside didn't go well. Cheng Mo and Ye Dawu didn't come back until Ye Qingqing had finished picking up the kang.
Ye Dawu cursed, "You idiot, sooner or later you will deal with him. He is shameless and shameless. He lost everything by gambling, but he still has the nerve to ask for money from you, bah!"
Cheng Mo didn't say anything, he just looked at Ye Qingqing, "Is the inside done?"
Ye Qingqing smiled and said: "No, aren't we just waiting for the mud to enter the kang?"
Glancing at the anger on Ye Dawu's face, Ye Qingqing said again: "My uncle hasn't dug the hole yet."
Ye Dawu smiled and said, "Wait, I will dig it for you right now!"
Ye Dawu jumped on the kang and started digging.
Brothers Cheng Mo and Cheng Yan carried the slightly drier clay bricks baked from the side room over.
The space inside the old kang was small and Cheng Mo couldn't get in, so he had to do his job outside.
Ye Qingqing was so tired that she was sweating profusely, and when her waist was about to break inside, she finally finished it.
Ye Dawu's hole has also been dug.
Ye Qingqing directed Ye Dawu and Cheng Mo, "You two make some mud, mix some of it with straw, and leave some of it unmixed. I'll build a flue."
Ye Dawu whistled at Ye Qingqing, "Niece, you just ordered your uncle to work, and your uncle didn't learn any skills."
Ye Qingqing knew he was joking, "I'll teach you the skills when I put on the new kang. Mixing mud is also a skill. You and Brother Cheng learn it."
Cheng Mo and Ye Dawu went to mix the mud, while Ye Qingqing prepared to build the mud flue.
As soon as they moved a piece of mud onto the kang, Cheng Yan ran in, holding a big chicken leg in his hand, and swung it to Ye Qingqing, "Sister Qingqing, eat!"
Ye Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up.
She was hungry with her chest touching her back.
Maybe it was because the kang was a strenuous job, and the half of the rabbit I ate at dawn and the half of the palm-sized piece of cake I just ate had already been digested.
"Didn't you say we'll eat rabbit and chicken in a while? How come they're cooked so quickly?" Ye Qingqing asked Cheng Yan, "Have you eaten them yet?"
Cheng Yan shook his head, "My brother went out to bake this at that time. He just grilled a leg. If it's too much, it won't cook so quickly. Eat it quickly. We all had dinner in the morning."
Ye Qingqing looked at the chicken legs and suddenly felt: There is true love in the world.
Although Ye Shoude's family is not a thing.
But Ye Dawu and Cheng Mo are both very good.
Panning on the kang took a lot of energy, but Ye Qingqing didn't show any politeness and just took the chicken leg.
Seeing Cheng Yan's dark eyes glued to the chicken legs, he swallowed hard with a small voice.
Ye Qingqing tore off a large piece of meat and handed it to him.
Cheng Yan immediately shook his head, "I'm not hungry..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, saliva leaked out.
Cheng Yan:...Oh, so embarrassing.
He turned around and ran out.
Ye Qingqing laughed so hard that she stuffed the piece of meat into her mouth.
Although I also ate beggar's chicken and beggar's rabbit in the past two days, the taste was actually very ordinary. After all, there was not even a bit of salt. I ate them all because of the aroma of the meat and the fact that I was hungry.
The chicken legs in front of me are different.
This is filled with condiments.
Although it's not much, maybe just salt and a little chili pepper, the taste is completely different.
Ye Qingqing ate it cleanly in three or two mouthfuls.
Wiping his mouth, the bones were thrown into the kang, and he poured another cup of hot water to drink.
So satisfied.
The flue on the Kang base is full of energy.
By the time the heat on Cheng Yan's little brat's face had dissipated and returned, Ye Qingqing's flue had already been built.
When Cheng Yan saw the flue, he turned around and forgot about his embarrassment, and asked curiously, "Sister Qingqing, what is this?"
Ye Qingqing jumped down from the kang, "Bring me a piece of fire, and I'll do a trick for you."
"Okay!" Cheng Yan jumped out and ran out, then turned back and brought back not only the fire dumplings, but also a lot of hay and two wooden sticks.
The wooden sticks were neatly lengthened, and they were probably brought down from the mountain by Cheng Mo to light the fire.
"You go outside and look out the window, and I'll do a trick for you!"
Ye Qingqing stuffed the wooden stick into the kang, stuffed hay a little outside, and lit it.
Just a moment later, Cheng Yan's shocked roar sounded from under the window, "Brother! Brother! Come and see! There's smoke!"
Cheng Mo's voice didn't come, but Ye Dawu shouted, "Fuck! It's really smoke, it's so magical."
Ding ding ding ding ding.
Ye Dawu rushed in from outside.
"Eldest niece?"
Ye Qingqing glanced at the kang surface. There was no smoke leaking from the entire kang surface, but there was a bit of smoke coming out from the flue.
It's not a big problem, just wipe it on the outside with mud later.
"My eldest niece, Master Guanyin is really a divine man. This kang is amazing."
Cheng Mo came in from outside and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Master Guanyin?"