Song Qingyun walked out of the yard alone and walked around the yard.

The stone walls of Han the Hunter's house are still well preserved. Unknown small wild flowers grow under the cracks in the stones, and they bloom beautifully in July.

Just looking at it makes people feel that life is full of hope.

The rear door is stronger than the front door and can be used normally after a simple repair.

Back then, Han the Hunter used good boards, which are still strong after so many years of wind and sun.

There were so many people coming to the front door at that time that the door panels were broken, which led to the current corruption.

Song Qingyun estimated that there was more than 50 square meters of empty space in the front yard. She planned to put up a clothesline, plant some wild grapes near the wall, and then build a rack.

There is about half an acre of land in the backyard. If you plan it carefully, you can plant fruits and vegetables in the backyard.

It's July now, so it's still not too late to plant vegetables.

They will discuss the details later when Xia Weian comes back.

Song Qingyun searched the yard for a while and found the cellar of Han the Hunter's house. There were several farm tools in the cellar, including a hoe, a sickle, a machete, a shovel and a pickaxe.

It must have been something that Han Liehu had hidden away himself. If she hadn't looked carefully, she wouldn't have found this cellar.

The cellar is also very large, which will be convenient for storing food and other things.

Song Qingyun felt that Han Liehu's house was full of surprises.

She took out a sickle and first cleared out the weeds in the yard that were more than half a person tall, and then used a hoe to remove the roots.

Song Qingyun is a good worker. After being reborn, she feels full of strength.

When Xia Weian came back pushing the cart, Song Qingyun had already cleaned the front yard.

Xia Weian stepped forward and said, "Sister Yun, thank you for your hard work."

Song Qingyun smiled and said, "What's the big deal? I've been doing this my whole life..."

After the words came out, both of them were stunned for a moment, then smiled at each other.

"The pot is the one we used to make big pot meals. The team leader asked me to take it back. He also paid for it and the accountant issued a receipt."

"I bought the rest from his aunt: two clay pots, half a bowl of lard, half a bowl of salt, three bowls, and thirty kilograms of coarse grains. The aunt also gave him a basket of vegetables with two eggs in it."

"The team leader said that after work is done, he will ask Zhuzi and the others to bring the water tank to us."

"I paid two dollars for a year's rent, plus all these things, so the total cost was ten dollars. Here's the remaining forty. Take it."

Xia Weian took out the money and handed it to Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun put it away.

"The captain said he'd give us three days off to clean up the house and stuff. I was thinking about calling the Han kid and telling him we're living in his house now."

Xia Weian bent down, picked up the sickle, and prepared to continue cleaning the yard.

“Well, I want to call the Han family kid and let him feel at ease.”

"I asked my uncle for his phone number. Tomorrow afternoon after we finish packing, we'll go to the county to make a call. We'll also check out the black market." Xia Weian lowered his voice.

"Okay." Song Qingyun responded.

Having lived their life over again, they both knew where the future was headed, and they could now face calmly the things they once feared.

"Give me the sickle, and let me see how we can fix this gate." Song Qingyun said.

Xia Weian didn't let go. "I told Uncle Lao Gen. He has some wood at home. After he finishes work tonight, he and his son Shuanzi will come over to rebuild the gate for us."

"Go and have a rest. The reason you're not in good health is that you did too much work when you were young. I'm here for you." Xia Weian said as he gathered the weeds on the ground into a pile neatly.

It will be convenient for making fire or doing anything else at that time.

Song Qingyun looked at the busy Xia Weian and curled the corners of his lips.

She turned and went into the kitchen. Erniu and Xiaowu and Xiaoliu had already cleaned the kitchen very well. They had wiped the table with water four or five times.

Seeing Song Qingyun come in, the three little girls called out in unison, "Mom."

"Okay, you're all good kids. Once you've cleaned up, take all this clutter outside."

"Okay, Mom." Erniu responded and helped Xiaowu and Xiaoliu to take out the kitchen debris.

The spider webs on the kitchen wall were wiped clean by the three children using sticks and rags.

Song Qingyun sighed, who says daughters are bad? Look at daughters, they are all caring little cotton-padded jackets. They can do no less than sons, and they are even more attentive.

The more Song Qingyun thought about it, the more he felt that his daughter was a good person. In his previous life, he was blind and incompetent.

She looked at the size of the stove eye and brought in the big iron pot wheel that Xia Weian brought back.

Erniu hurried forward to help, and together with Song Qingyun, she placed the iron pot on the stove just right.

Xia Weian tidied up the weeds in the front yard and walked into the kitchen. "I'll add some mud to fix the seams later, and then we can use it."

Song Qingyun nodded. "Well, don't worry. Let's do it bit by bit. I'll go boil some water first."

"Okay." Xia Weian responded.

"Let's clean up the front yard first. There's no rush for the backyard. We still have three days to clean it up slowly. I'll go cut bamboo now."

"Make us some bowls and chopsticks first, otherwise we won't be able to eat dinner." Xia Weian said.

"Dad, I'll go with you. I can help you carry the bamboo back." Erniu said immediately.

"Okay, then Erniu and Dad will go to the front to cut bamboo."

Erniu went out with Xia Weian.

Xiaowu and Xiaoliu also wanted to go, but seeing that their mother was obviously busy with something, Xiaowu and Xiaoliu stood in the kitchen waiting for Song Qingyun to continue arranging the rest of the work.

Song Qingyun's eyes were filled with doting. "You two don't need to be here with me. I can handle this myself. Go into the house and see how much work is left over from Big Sister. Go and help Big Sister."

"Okay, mother," Xiaowu and Xiaoliu responded. The two sisters held hands and ran into the house to find the eldest girl.

Big Girl, Third Girl and Fourth Girl had already cleaned up a room. After Fifth Girl and Sixth Girl joined in, they cleaned up the remaining rooms even faster.

Song Qingyun put the firewood that the children had sorted out earlier on the stove. The small stove eye was just big enough to hold a clay pot, as they didn't have a kettle for boiling water yet.

Use a clay pot to boil water for a temporary transition.

Song Qingyun washed the clay pot several times with water. After making sure it was clean, he poured a full pot of water, lit the stove, and soon a wisp of green smoke came out of the chimney.

Song Qingyun was slightly stunned. This was the feeling of home.

Not long after, Xia Weian and Erniu came back dragging several long bamboos.

Xia Weian placed the bamboo in the yard and asked, "Sister Yun, is there a machete here that can be used?"

"Yes." Song Qingyun trotted out of the kitchen, pulled Xia Weian to the cellar, and found the machete.

“Can a machete still be used if it’s rusty?”

"It's okay, I'll grind it."

Xia Weian found a whetstone in the cellar and sharpened the machete repeatedly and skillfully until it finally became extremely sharp.

He gestured and cut the bamboo directly.

"It's really useful." Xia Weian smiled at Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun nodded and said, "Let's get started."

"Okay." Xia Weian responded crisply.