The one knocking on the door was Er Gouzi from the village. He looked panicked and shouted breathlessly, "Brother Lu Qing, something bad has happened! A piece of your old house...a piece of your old house has collapsed!"

Shen Qiqi and Lu Qing's faces suddenly changed, and they ran home.

I saw that a large part of the west wall of the old house, near the kitchen, had collapsed, and broken bricks and tiles were piled on the ground. Fortunately, no one was injured.

Lu Qing's eyes were red. This house was where he grew up and it held too many memories.

Shen Qiqi patted his shoulder gently and comforted him: "Don't worry, we will rebuild it better than before!"

The next morning, Shen Qiqi and Lu Qing went to the village chief's house.

After explaining their purpose, the two men looked at the village chief with anticipation, as if they saw a brand new house rising from the ground.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the village chief's face turned uglier than a bitter melon. He sighed and said, "Alas, Qiqi girl, Lu Qing, it's not that I don't want to help you. The village funds are already tight, and the road has been repaired recently. It's really hard for a good cook to cook without rice!" The village chief rubbed his hands and said, "How about this, I'll give you a little bit first. It's better than nothing. You can figure out the rest later."

Shen Qiqi took the pitiful amount of money, feeling like a stone was pressing on her heart.

This amount of money is not even enough to buy bricks and tiles!

After leaving the village chief's house, Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and secretly encouraged herself: There are always more solutions than problems!

We can’t delay the house repair any longer!

After discussing with Lu Qing, Shen Qiqi decided to first gather some labor in the village.

So, Shen Qiqi took a small notebook and began to ask from house to house in the village.

Most villagers are enthusiastic and willing to help, but there are also some troublemakers, such as the famous "Liu Zhuanghan" in the village.

Liu Zhuanghan is tall and strong, and he is a good worker, but he is notoriously greedy.

As soon as Shen Qiqi opened her mouth, Liu Zhuanghan crossed his arms and said firmly, "Qiqi, it's not that I don't want to help you. This job is tiring and the pay is low, so I can't do it." He stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of Shen Qiqi.

When Shen Qiqi heard this, she realized that the price was twice as high as usual!

She tried to reason with Liu Zhuanghan, but he refused to listen and acted as if he would not work unless she was paid.

The two men were deadlocked, and the air was filled with tension.

Shen Qiqi gritted her teeth, a light bulb went off in her head, and she said, "Brother Liu, do you think this will work..."

The corners of Shen Qiqi's mouth curled up slightly, and a plan came to her mind. She cleared her throat and said to Liu Zhuanghan: "Brother Liu, the price you mentioned is indeed high, but I am not a sucker. How about this, I heard that your wife has good skills and can weave?" Upon hearing this, Liu Zhuanghan's originally cold and hostile expression softened a little, but he still did not give in.

Shen Qiqi continued, "I have an idea. I've been researching a new weaving method recently. If it succeeds, the profits will definitely double. You come to help me repair the house. I can't pay you right away, but I'll give you a share of the money I make from weaving in the future. What do you think?"

When these words were spoken, the villagers who were originally watching were stunned. Textile profit sharing?

This is something new!

The eyes of several clever women lit up.

Liu Zhuanghan also put away his arrogant look, touched his chin and thought, his wife's craftsmanship is indeed good, but their family has always suffered from a lack of sales channels. If she can follow Shen Qiqi, maybe she can really make a lot of money!

"Really?" Liu Zhuanghan was a little unconvinced and asked tentatively in a lower voice.

Seeing that he was showing some signs of weakness, Shen Qiqi immediately struck while the iron was hot.

"Of course it's true! I, Shen Qiqi, always keep my word! Not only Brother Liu, but anyone who is willing to help, I will share the profits from weaving with everyone in the future." She looked at every villager present with a firm gaze, and her tone was resounding, like stones thrown into the lake, causing ripples.

After hearing this, several villagers who were still hesitant were instantly moved.

Who doesn’t want to make more money?

Besides, Shen Qiqi looks smart, so it's definitely a good idea to follow her.

The villagers began to talk a lot and asked about textile matters.

The originally tense atmosphere was slightly eased by Shen Qiqi's words.

Lu Qing looked at Shen Qiqi from the side, his eyes full of tenderness and pride. He walked to Shen Qiqi, gently held her hand, and gave her a reassuring look, as if to say: Don't be afraid, I will always support you.

Shen Qiqi felt the warmth of Lu Qing's palm, and a warm current surged in her heart.

She held Lu Qing's hand back, with a slight smile on her lips. The couple were like two flames in the cold winter, leaning on each other and keeping each other warm. They were full of warmth and love.

She turned to look at the villagers who had gathered around her, a confident smile on her face as she said, "Don't worry, everyone. We'll discuss the details of how to divide it later. The most important thing now is to repair the house!"

"Okay! I'll listen to you!" A villager responded loudly, and others echoed him, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

At this moment, a sharp cry came from a distance: "Hey, what are you doing?" Before the voice fell, someone had already arrived. Old Mrs. Lu walked over with a puzzled look on her face. Seeing the scene in front of her, she frowned and said, "..."

Old Mrs. Lu's sharp voice was like a steel needle, instantly piercing the atmosphere that had finally been relaxed.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you having a meeting here?" She twisted her waist and walked over with a swagger. The Dacron jacket that was washed so white seemed to be telling of her "nobility".

His triangular eyes scanned everyone up and down, full of disdain and criticism.

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