Chapter 1935 Hahahaha
His son: ...they wanted to use the thatch to build a shed for their cows, and they didn't have much to begin with, so they took some out...
Seeing that he didn't move, Chief Xia shouted, "What are you standing there for? Go back quickly and ask your wife to find a few more women from the tribe to help."
Qian, who was holding a broom, smiled and said, "It would be best if you could bring a wooden bucket, a wooden basin, and some unwanted old clothes. There aren't many things in this room, and I'm afraid they won't be enough."
Patriarch Xia forced a smile, nodded, and told his son to do it.
By the time Chief Xia's daughter-in-law brought over seven or eight other women carrying wooden buckets and basins, Manbao and the others had already helped to move out all the things in the house, including the bed, tables, chairs, and benches.
Manbao looked at the tattered bed that was moved out, and then looked at the old bed placed in the shabby shed next to it. Although the bed was old, the pattern was still good, and most importantly, the quality looked very good. Although Manbao didn't know much about carpentry, he could tell it was not bad by looking at the cracks.
Although she really wanted to throw away the tattered bed in front of her, she did not speak up and instead looked up at the ceiling.
Zhou Dalang and his men had already removed and cleaned the roof. It was not difficult to remove the thatched roof. Anyway, the thatch could not be used again and was mostly used as firewood.
Someone handed him a hemp rope, and Zhou Dalang asked, "Who can fix the roof? We need someone who can. Don't step on it and fall. You'll get crippled or even die."
Most of the young people who were eager to try immediately retreated, and finally a few older middle-aged and young people climbed onto the roof using the ladder.
So the people below handed up the thatched straw, and Zhou Dalang and his men squatted on the roof to spread the thatch...
The speed is not slow either, they are all very experienced.
Qian took the women and several older children into the house to clean the room, and Manbao and the others were also brought in by her.
Xia Yi's house had not been occupied for many years, and there were countless filth and dirt hidden in the corners. Qian was simple-minded and washed what could be washed with water, wiped what could not be washed with water, and swept the rest with a broom.
Everyone comes in and out...
At noon, Old Zhou came back with some people carrying mud for the wall. He simply picked out some thatch that looked okay from the thatch he had stripped off and stirred it directly into the mud...
Then Chief Xia watched them plaster the walls, patching up the holes and holes...
He looked dazed. How come the Zhou family became the master of the Xia family?
An elder looked at them for a long time and asked, "Chief, with so many people here, are you going to treat only the Zhou family members to a meal, or are you going to treat these children as well?"
Chief Xia: ...
He said unhappily, "Let them go back to their homes for dinner. I'll treat them tonight when Xiang Xiayi comes back."
After saying that, he glanced at the busy people in the yard, turned around and left.
The Zhou family, who originally just wanted to lend a hand as a gesture, found that Xia Yi and his wife were not at home and had not returned after lunch, so they simply stayed a little longer to tidy up the house.
Old Zhou smiled as he led the young men from the Xia family to pour mud into the gap.
After half a day, the young men who followed him had become familiar with him, so they asked directly, "Uncle Zhou, what are you happy about?"
"Nothing, I'm just happy for Xia Yi. He'll be very happy when he comes back and sees the house is tidied up."
The young man nodded. "That's right. If it were me, I would go to the county town and come back with not only the roof repaired, but also the whole house inside and out. I would be so happy."
Old Zhou laughed heartily upon hearing this, patted his shoulder and said, "Not bad, good boy. Let Xia Yi treat you to a drink tonight."
"That's right, we must ask Xia Yi to treat us to a drink. I didn't work this hard even when I was renovating my house."
By mid-afternoon, the roof was completed and Qian ordered people to move the furniture in one by one. Of course, the tattered bed was no longer needed. As for what to do with it, it would depend on what Xia Yi would do when he returned.
She asked the three children of the Xia family and had them each sleep on their own bed and had someone carry it in to install it.
This kind of bed is not difficult to install. Just snap it into place according to the opening and put the wooden board in place. If it doesn't go right the first time, try again and you will always get it right.
This kind of work was a man's job. She led the women to carry the boxes and crates into the room, put the tables and chairs in place, and then wiped them with old clothes cut into rags. The room became clean and tidy in an instant.
Although it is still far inferior to the home in Songhua Lane, it is much better than the previous home.
After staying at home for two or three days, the three siblings, who were almost on the verge of collapse, stood by in a daze with a rag in their hands.
After Qian had packed up her things, she turned around and saw them standing there. She reached out and shook the rotten window, saying, "Let's replace the window after your parents come back."
Seeing that the young people who came to help were all squatting in the yard to rest, she said to the three children, "I just cleaned up the kitchen. There are not many things in the house, but there is still water. Go and boil some water. Even if you can't make tea, you can give everyone a bowl of hot water."
She hinted, "If you are polite and courteous, the tribesmen will help you more in the future."
Xia Dalang looked up at her and said, "I have tea at home."
Xia Xiaomei shouted, "I know where it is. I'll get it."
After saying that, he turned around and ran into the room to rummage through the boxes.
Xia Erlang scratched his head and turned to go to the kitchen to light the fire.
Xia Dalang didn't leave. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is the house in Songhua Lane yours?"
Qian looked at him with a smile and said, "It's not mine, it's your cousin's. It was left to her by her grandparents and parents. Thank you for looking after the house for her all these years. Otherwise, the house would have become a desolate state."
Xia Dalang's face flushed red. After all, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old and his face was still very tender. When an elder thanked him so solemnly, his face felt like it was burning.
He nodded and said, "You're welcome."
After saying that, he turned around and left, took out some bowls to wash so that he could pour water for them to drink later.
Qian then turned and went to the next room. Although the bed was not difficult to install, not many people had this experience. After all, most people only bought a bed once in their lifetime, and it was basically installed by a carpenter and then never moved again.
So Manbao and the others rolled up their sleeves and got to work. The three of them worked together to assemble a bed. It took them two or three quarters of an hour to finish it, and then they put the wooden boards on it.
It was like putting together a puzzle. If a piece didn't fit, they would put it aside. The three of them quickly put the bed board in place, clapped their hands, and said happily, "The rest is not our job. By the way, Xia Yi, ahem, why hasn't Uncle Yi come back yet?"
Bai Shan glanced at Man Bao, who was overly happy, and turned to look at the sky outside the window. "Logically, he should be back by now, right?"
See you at 9pm
(End of this chapter)
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