Chapter 125 Can the House Be Build Today?
Sang Xingjia, who followed, was excited when he saw the bamboo basket full of lively little fish. He still remembered the delicious fish soup he had drunk last time.
Looking at the huge school of fish beside the ridge, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to reach out to catch them.
But before his fingers touched the water, his sleeves, which had just been rolled up, fell down again and were immersed in the water.
He was busy rolling up his sleeves and didn't notice a round pebble next to him. He slipped and fell into the water, and his whole body was wet.
Sang Yu's heart tightened when she saw him slip, and she hurried over to help him up: "Brother, are you hurt?"
It took a lot of effort to heal my leg, don’t let it get hurt again.
Sang Xingjia, who was soaking wet, gave up struggling completely. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm not hurt. I just didn't look at my feet and stepped on a rock and lost my balance for a moment."
Seeing that he was not injured, Sang Yu was relieved and reminded him, "This is downstream. There are many small stones washed down by the current on the riverbed. Be careful."
It's a rare opportunity to come here, and there are so many fish gathered together. It would be a waste not to catch some and take them back.
With the delicious food in front of him, Sang Yongjing no longer cared about being a gentleman. He decisively took off Sang Xingjia's outer robe and held it with him, acting as a fishing net to catch fish.
Sang Xingjia could only cooperate reluctantly. While wading through the water and pulling the net, he asked, "Dad, why are you taking off my robe? Don't you have your own outer robe?"
Sang Yongjing chuckled: "Hehe, that's not Jiaer, your robe is already soaked, and Dad is too old to wear wet clothes, so you have to do it for me."
He was not stupid. If he took off his outer robe now, he would definitely not be able to work all the way back.
He couldn't bear the embarrassment of walking on the street without his outer robe, but it was uncomfortable to wear wet clothes, so he simply let Sang Xingjia, whose clothes were already wet, bear the consequences alone.
Sang Xingjia: "..." Who made you my father?
The three of them returned with a full load. There were so many fish that they had no place to put them. Even Sang Xingjia had two strings of fish hung around his neck.
Xie Qiujin came over to help take some of the fish. Looking at the large number of fish, she couldn't help but sigh, "Wow! How did they catch so many fish? There's still meat left at home."
That piece of pork weighing more than ten pounds, even if a family of six eats it in different ways every meal, it is obviously not something that can be finished in a short time.
The pork over there had not been eaten yet, and they brought back so much fish and meat at once, which made her worry that it would go bad if it could not be stored.
"It's okay, Mom. The temperature hasn't been that high these past two days. You can salt the leftovers so they won't go bad. You can eat them for a long time." Sang Yu comforted him.
Since mid-October, the weather has been getting cooler day by day. Now I can feel the chill when I sleep at night and have to cover myself with something.
This temperature is just right for pickling meat, not just fish. Sang Yu plans to buy some pork and pig intestines and make sausages himself.
There is a shortage of wild plant resources in winter, and people are reluctant to go out due to the cold weather.
Marinate some sausages now, and then cut some and sprinkle it on the rice when you cook. The lard extracted from the sausages will blend evenly with the snow-white rice grains, making it a rare delicacy.
After a sumptuous meal with fish and meat, the family sat together and chatted, and they talked about the official start of house construction tomorrow.
Originally, Sang Yu planned to live in Qingxi Village while the house was being built, and she had even decided in advance whose house she would live in. However, when she told her family about her plan, she was opposed by her entire family.
"No, no, I absolutely don't agree to this." Sang Yongjing was the first to speak out in opposition.
Xie Qiujin was next: "Yu'er, how can you, an unmarried girl, live in another man's house? Mother will definitely not agree."
Sang Yu was just about to say that Xiaohu was so young and couldn't be considered a man, but then she suddenly remembered that in Qingxi Village, some boys of the same age as Xiaohu were already fathers. She was speechless for a moment.
Sang Xingjia quickly interrupted: "Yes, yes, Dad and I are here, so you don't have to worry."
Seeing that even her grandmother showed an expression of disapproval, Sang Yu knew that this matter would definitely not work and sighed.
"Well, then I'll just go back and forth every day. They can't work at night anyway."
She also hoped to be the supervisor and ask them to build the house more solidly, especially the kitchen and cellar, which must not be neglected.
But with Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia around, she doesn't have to worry too much.
It was another beautiful day with clear blue skies. The three of them set out early for Qingxi Village, carrying river sand that had been dried in the sun for an afternoon and a night and glutinous rice juice that they had prepared in advance.
When they arrived at the cliff, the six people who helped build the house, Carpenter Wang and Xiaohu were already waiting at the door.
Seeing them coming, Xiaohu stepped forward to greet them with a smile as usual: "Hello, Uncle Sang, hello, Miss Sang. I think this must be Brother Sang, I've heard a lot about you."
He had never seen Sang Xingjia before, but judging from his age and appearance, and the fact that he came with Sang Yongjing and the others, he could guess his identity.
"Stop the polite talk," Sang Yongjing waved his hand to signal him not to be polite, and asked about something more pressing, "Can the house be built today?"
"I asked Carpenter Wang this morning, and he said it's okay. Look, the frames he made in advance have already been shipped over."
Xiaohu is very reliable in his work. He collects money from people and helps them get rid of disasters. As a broker, he relies on customers to bring in other customers, and on his reputation and credibility. Of course, he will not let the clients make a wasted trip.
Looking in the direction he pointed, next to the pile of waste soil from the previous cellar excavation, there were four rows of racks made of columns and beams.
The existing technology was not as good as that of later generations. There were no forklifts or cranes. Whether it was moving wood or assembling beams and columns, everything had to be done on the ground in advance.
Once the basic frame of the house is assembled, it can be erected and secured.
The wood used for the racks is of very uniform size and length, the outer bark is planed very cleanly, and the light red wood grain in the core of the tree shows that it is made of rosewood, also known as redwood.
Just from looking at these pieces of wood, you can tell that Xiaohu and Carpenter Wang put a lot of thought into this matter.
Carpenter Wang, with his hands behind his back, inspected the foundation and cellar, then slowly came over and said confidently, "The ground is dry now. We can put up the frame of the house."
Although he did not receive the same education as Sang Yu, he knew that the subsidence of the groundwater level would affect the stability and quality of the house.
But practice makes perfect. After building houses for others for a lifetime, I have gained some experience and know that I have to wait until the ground is completely dry after a heavy rain before I can build a house.
"start!"
Following Sang Yongjing's order, everyone present got busy.
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