Similarly, the old man held his granddaughter and chatted incoherently, wondering when the person behind the mute would send reinforcements.
According to the mute, it should be almost there, but it has been so quiet recently with no movement at all.
Waiting makes people anxious, and the old man is no exception.
If possible, he would rather fight those who covet it with real weapons.
It's a pity that the rats behind the scenes have the courage to do this. How can they be so angry and plot against the Tai family for so many years...
The sun was setting in the west, and the mountain breeze was slightly chilly, causing Zhuzhu to sneeze, and Zhimaqiu immediately cried out.
The old man came to his senses, quickly packed up his things, and took his granddaughter down the mountain.
It happened that Manager Min also woke up, and the three of them reunited and headed home.
In Taijia Village, the women are knitting cashmere clothes in the backyard of the Tai family, and the men are basically in the fields. Only the elderly are playing with the children. It seems much quieter than usual.
Manager Min hurried back to report to his master. After a few brief words, he took a car back to the city.
Master Tai San just came back from the fields and sat in front of the door chatting with his old brother.
He felt a little embarrassed and coughed several times before speaking, "Old Six, since we've decided to build the ancestral hall... can we start work in the next few days?"
After saying this, he was afraid that his old brother would misunderstand him, so he quickly said, "Of course, I'm just asking, I'm not forcing you to pay the money immediately!
"I just noticed that there's been no work in the fields lately, and the tribesmen are all idle, so I thought I'd find them some work. Otherwise, they'd just be sitting around doing nothing anyway..."
The old man thought that construction could start at any time, as his family was not short of a few dozen taels of silver.
He responded, "Third brother, whatever you want to arrange is fine. We have the money at home. The only problem is that He Shan and the others are not active in the village. If the villagers know their identities and spread the news, I'm afraid the mute and the bad guys behind them will be prepared. We need to find a good reason to cover up the identities of He Shan and the others."
"That's easy!"
Master Tai waved his hands repeatedly, grinning from ear to ear, and quickly said, "Since we're breaking ground, especially to renovate the ancestral hall, we'll have to hire a few master craftsmen. When the time comes, tell the villagers they're handymen brought in by the master craftsmen, and then tell the master craftsmen they're hired by the village. Just keep it a secret from both sides. Of course, I'll also warn the villagers not to tell anyone anything!"
"Okay, Third Brother, since you've made up your mind, let's get started. I'll have my step-grandfather's wife give you fifty taels of silver tomorrow. If it's not enough, you can always add more."
"So much!" Mr. Tai San was very happy. He had originally only said twenty taels of silver.
With so much money, there is no need to replace the tiles in the ancestral hall. Just remove the rotten roof and replace it with a new one!
After saying a few more words, Mr. Tai San left happily.
Yang Lihua brought out Zhuzhu, who had changed her clothes, and the old man quickly told his daughter-in-law to get the silver tomorrow.
Tai Jizong was also happy when he heard this and responded, "Then I'll go find a master craftsman first. The ones who built our house last time were quite good, so let's hire them again this time."
"Okay, go discuss it with your third uncle, he will make the decision on this matter." The old man acted as a hands-off boss as usual. It was not because he wanted to be lazy, but because he wanted to give enough respect to the clan leader.
Plus, as I get older, I can't help but feel a sense of futility and helplessness. With things to do, my brother walks more briskly, his impetuous demeanor reminiscent of his youth...
There are no secrets in such a small village. Before dinner time, every household knew about the renovation of the ancestral hall.
Early the next morning, the young and old men in the village were busy following the patriarch.
The door of the ancestral hall is opened, old items must be carried out, and damaged areas must be marked to ensure that everyone is aware of the situation.
Tai Jizong quickly went to invite a master craftsman, who then determined the materials needed, such as the amount of bricks and tiles, the amount of wood, and the construction period...
After all this commotion, there was quite a bit of noise.
As a result, the nearby Zhangjia Village and Liujia Village all knew about it.
The ancestral hall houses tablets of ancestors, and sacrifices are offered during festivals and major events.
Anyone who is willing to do so would want to renovate the ancestral hall and make it neat and beautiful.
This is not only a filial piety to ancestors, but also means the prosperity of the clan.
Liujia Village was fine, after all, they had received some undisclosed money before and had already renovated the ancestral hall.
Zhangjia Village was truly heartbroken. They could only hope for a good corn harvest in the autumn, so they could squeeze out a few taels of silver, even if it was just to repaint the ancestral hall...
In the midst of such busyness, He Shan and others gradually integrated into Taijia Village.
The villagers thought they were there to work, and the master craftsmen thought they were villagers or hired from outside.
He Shan and his men were strong, worked diligently, and were never talkative, which made the master chef and the villagers very fond of them. They all wanted to ask them where they came from and would look for them for work in the future...
Two or three days later, all the materials were ready. Master Tai San went to the city to find Banxianer to calculate a good time, set off firecrackers, and then officially started the work.
Although women were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall and could only help with cooking and boiling water, they still had to give their all in such a major event!
It just so happened that the workshop completed a big order and Yang Lihua had another day off.
The women all gathered near the ancestral hall, working and chatting.
It happened that a matchmaker came into the village, intending to test the waters. Whether the boys in Taijia Village wanted to get married or the girls wanted to get married, it was her "good business".
Although the clan leader had long ago ordered that the villagers should not marry in the next one or two years and should focus on making money, this did not stop the women from gossiping a little.
So the matchmaker was surrounded and started chatting.
The matchmaker was so happy that she thought she could match two people together today. However, she talked until her mouth was dry and the women didn't respond.
On the contrary, Tai Jijin's wife Sun Meihua was very enthusiastic, and kept asking in words which family in the surrounding villages offered the highest betrothal gift.
After sending the disappointed matchmaker away, the women exchanged glances and started talking.
Aunt Tai San asked, "Ji Jin's wife, you only have one son at home, and he's still young. Why are you asking so many questions just now?"
Sun Meihua felt a little guilty and replied quietly, "Nothing, just asking casually. I was thinking about how much betrothal gift would be appropriate for my son when he gets married!"
Of course, everyone didn't believe her and sneered at her.
Aunt Tai San was even more direct in her criticism, "Oh, do you really think so? Are you still planning on Chunhong and Erya? Let me tell you, Chunhong and Erya are not your daughters anymore. Even if they want to get married, it's the step-grandfather's wife who should worry about it. Don't have any bad ideas!"
"That's right, you sold your daughter for money. Now don't think about marrying her off to make more money. That's shameless!"
"Don't be too immoral, or you'll suffer retribution."
The other women also joined in with sarcasm, looking down on Sun Meihua!
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