Yesterday I was so shy that I couldn't even open my mouth to ask for some mixed grain flour, but today I'm actually taking the initiative to do it?
Poverty makes people brave!
Shen Qingyu's scrutiny made Widow Xiao blush again, and she lowered her head to rub the hem of her clothes: "My family... has two children... I can't just wait around..."
“Okay!” Shen Qingyu agreed.
"Huh?" Widow Xiao was stunned for a moment, still not quite understanding: She agreed?!
She actually agreed so easily?!
Shen Qingyu pointed to the last empty thatched hut: "His job is to water the bean sprouts in the middle of the night. It's very inconvenient for you to run back and forth in the middle of the night. Why don't you stay here?"
After a brief moment of disbelief, Widow Xiao's eyes lit up: "Really...really?"
She was temporarily staying in her uncle's dilapidated house, constantly worried that her uncle would find out and come back to kick her out.
After all, no matter how broken your own things are, you might not be willing to let others use them.
If Shen Qingyu could provide her and her two children with a place to live, that would be wonderful.
"Really." Shen Qingyu nodded in agreement.
You need space to sprout beans, you need space to soak glutinous rice, and you'll need space to make braised dishes later...
The houses are not enough; we need to build more.
"You move, I'll go find Uncle Village Head." Shen Qingyu went to find Uncle Village Head to discuss the house repairs.
The original thatched house wasn't demolished; a large brick and tile house was built to the side. Now, if it's rebuilt, it can be built opposite the original large brick and tile house.
Once it's repaired, we'll tear down the thatched house and build a large brick and tile house instead.
And just like that, the courtyard house was completed!
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