Old Mrs. He had originally agreed to this matter with her beloved second grandson, but now her stingy nature came back and she suddenly stood up.
"The government doesn't have that much spare money. If you want to build a second house, you have to pay for it yourself!"
After turning off the lights at night, Zhang Lijuan thought about it and pushed her man angrily.
"I don't care! If you don't build me a new house before the New Year, I won't have any children!"
He Shoucheng quickly coaxed her, "What nonsense are you talking about? You can't hold it back when the time is right. The family is very nervous about the public school this year. I'll go talk to the milk department later."
Zhang Lijuan turned over and complained:
"Hurry up! Your brother has only been married for a few days, and he's already let his wife live in a big yard and ride a permanent bicycle! He just lies around at home and does nothing every day.
I've been married to you for so many years, and I've worked myself to death to give birth to three children! And you don't even have a wooden wheel! You're such a loser!
He Shoucheng was most terrified of her repeating these things, and helplessly explained: "My third brother has been a soldier for so many years, and he's even a deputy company commander. He has an allowance! How can it be compared?"
"He's been away for so many years and hasn't earned any work points for the family. Now that he's back, he wants to divide the family property so he can live and eat well. He's really calculating! Take your grandma, for example. We've been supporting her!"
Zhang Lijuan felt more and more uncomfortable and urged:
"You can tell me that we can divide the family property, but first pay the money for supporting your nanny and your mother! And make up for the previous shortfall, which will be enough to build us a house."
"That's true, but my third brother used to send money home every year. How can I ask for it now?" He Shoucheng hesitated.
Zhang Lijuan curled her lips and said, "He's so rich, and he only sends back eighty yuan every year! He's getting it cheap!"
"Hurry up! If you don't bring it up, I'll go to the end of the village with my big belly to argue with you!"
*
Huagou Village becomes very quiet after eight o'clock at night. Apart from the occasional barking of a dog or a few sudden harsh quarrels, there is almost no other sound.
It is even worse at the foot of the mountain at the end of the village. It is so quiet that the only sound is the rustling of leaves in the wind.
The yard was pitch black.
In the newly built shed on the left side of the backyard, a huge wild wolf was lying leisurely. The wolf's eyes were green and blinked from time to time.
In the slanting moonlight, you can vaguely see a small ball of hair nestled in the thick hair in front of you.
On the other side, in the bamboo circle, two chickens and a sheep were hiding at the farthest point, also lying quietly.
In the house.
Jiang Henian was lying on the kang with a book in front of him and a kerosene lamp with a flickering light on the head of the kang.
She wrote and drew with a pencil in her hand, then turned the page. From time to time, she reached out to grab a handful of Chinese herbal medicine from the bamboo basket on the ground beside the kang and studied it by comparing it with the book.
There was a rustling sound of wood cutting coming from not far away, which made the ears itch slightly and was very comfortable.
She stopped writing and tilted her head to look over.
A tall and handsome man was sitting at a small square table, sharpening a long wooden stick. He was sitting on a small stool with his long arms and legs. His sleeves were casually rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong arms. There was a pile of curled-up sawdust in front of him.
This picture seems to have a special kind of warmth.
Jiang Henian was so fascinated by the sight that he pursed his lips unconsciously and picked up the astragalus slices that he was smelling.
"Is the piggy hungry again?"
Jiang Henian came back to her senses and met the man's teasing gaze. She clapped her hands to get rid of the astragalus slices and said shyly, "If I lie down any longer, I'm going to turn into a pig... Can I go out tomorrow?"
"You can go out for a walk, but you can't go to work."
"I know~ I'm just going out for a stroll," Jiang Henian put his hands together and tilted his head, "Oh, I must be on Uncle Ding's blacklist."
"You're still worrying about him."
He Jinshan chuckled, picked up another stick, and started whittling. He casually asked, "Will three layers of shelves be enough?"
"Yeah, that's enough. I see that the houses in Uncle Ma's yard are all three-story, so they're just the right height. Did Uncle Ma praise me for being smart and a quick learner?"
He Jinshan thought of the old man mumbling something about a "debt collector" as he picked out medicine samples for his young apprentice in the medicine cabinet, and chuckled.
"Thank you."
When Jiang Henian saw him like this, she knew that the old man was going to say something bad again, so she pouted and snorted.
"I heard that Qian Dahai from Shuiquan Village is causing trouble again?"
He Jinshan held the stick and moved the file quickly. "Who told you that?"
"In the evening, Lin Shi and Shuang Xi came to see me. They said you beat the bad guys so hard that they cried for their mothers. Shuang Xi admires you very much and even asked her brother to learn how to beat the bad guys from you."
In the afternoon, Qian Dahai found a group of people and brought weapons to intercept He Jinshan. He was knocked to the ground before he could finish his threats. If the team leader had not arrived, he might have been carried back to Shuiquan Village.
Qian Dahai, relying on his family's connections in the town, had been bullying men and women in several nearby villages over the years. Wang Jianping yelled "Stop," but in reality, he was giving He Jinshan several looks.
What it means is: beat them up more, but don’t lose any limbs or cause any deaths.
As a result, Qian Dahai ran away with his face bruised and swollen, supported by his equally bruised brothers. He was still unconvinced and kept shouting, "He! Just wait for me!"
The villagers who were watching and applauding nearby were all amused. This bully was addicted to getting beaten.
Jiang Henian couldn't help but feel curious, "Master He, how good are you at fighting?"
He Jinshan was silent for a moment, his mind flashing back to those blood-spattering scenes of climbing walls and flying over rooftops. He twisted the file with his long fingers and continued to chip away at the wood, saying calmly:
"No matter who comes, I can protect you."
Jiang Henian was stunned, his eyes fell on He Jinshan's handsome profile, and his eardrums were filled with the sound of his heartbeat.
The chattering girl fell silent. He Jinshan raised his head and saw the admiration overflowing on her face. He suddenly smiled with a crooked lip.
"Are you in love with me?"
Jiang Henian covered her hot cheeks with her hands and said shyly, "You're making fun of me again! I'm going to ignore you!"
Jiang Henian, whose thoughts were accidentally touched upon by the hazy girl, shook her head coquettishly, leaned back on her book and pretended to study, with her red ears showing from between her hair.
After a while, he returned to his old ways and turned his head to chat.
"I asked Dewang to hide in the utility room in the evening. What if someone saw him one day? Everyone in the village was scared when the wolf made trouble before. Besides, Dewang is so big, he can scare people to death."
"If he's scared to death, I'll compensate him. If he gets bitten to death, then he deserves to die."
The man's unruly and arrogant nature made it impossible to refute him.
He looked at Jiang Henian and suggested seriously, "If you want to take it with you when you go out, that would be a good idea. Just use it as a bodyguard."
"No, no, no," Jiang Henian was stunned and waved his hands repeatedly, "Then others would have to run away from me for ten miles if they saw me from afar!"
"Let's just bear with it and hide for now, Wolf King. I'll leave the remaining meat buns for him to eat. After he finishes eating them, I can learn how to make them~"
Jiang Henian's clap of his hands determined Dewang's shameful fate.
She moved her tired waist, turned sideways, and bent her elbows to support her head.
"Come to think of it, I dreamed about digging wild vegetables in the mountains during my nap at noon. It was terrible. Luckily, I didn't dream about that bearded man."
She took out a candy with a filling and put it in her mouth, frowning slightly and mumbling:
"You say, there's a disaster in the south, so many people are fleeing here. Will there be a disaster here?"
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