The two women remained silent, while the other women, their eyes shining brightly, thought it over carefully and realized it was a good idea to suffer first and then enjoy the rewards!
“They’re idle anyway, so this is a good opportunity to make adobe bricks. There are a lot of people in our village, so each family can take on a section. I estimate it will be finished in about a month,” Aunt Li said with a smile.
Building a wall is no more complicated than building a house. The foundation doesn't need to be too deep, and there's no need for beams or a roof. Just build it up to two meters high, which is much shorter than the walls of a house.
Then stick sharp spikes on the wall, oh my, let's see who dares to climb it!
Wang Guifen and her young wives were thinking that once the wall was built, they wouldn't have to worry about their children running around anymore. Even if they couldn't go out, the whole village would be enough for them to play in.
"That's a good idea. It's best to get it done before planting potatoes."
"We'll build the wall on the edge of the village, making adobe bricks as we go. The men can go out to deliver potatoes, and by the time the wall is built, it won't stop us from earning money at home. We'll have both safety and money!"
"It's good to have a wall, with gates for entry and exit, and a patrol team. I feel safe and secure!"
"Guifen, when you get back later, talk to your father-in-law and ask the old village chief to allocate the land and see which family gets which section."
Aunt Zhang panicked when she heard this and quickly said, "That won't do. There are only four people in my family. What if we divide it too much?"
Sun Jinhua nodded in agreement. She had a large family, so she didn't want to divide things up too much, or she would be exhausted.
Seeing that no one responded, Aunt Zhang's eyes darted around and landed on Qin Yilin. She then tried to rally support, saying, "And the Ding family too. Neither of them knows how to make adobe bricks, and Ding Jiajia is just a girl. How could she have the strength to make adobe bricks? Isn't this making things difficult for them?"
This method won't work; it can't be done.
Qin Yilin, who was sitting quietly: ...What, is her family being used as a shield?
It works for other families, but not for her? Is it because Jiajia is a girl and therefore can't do it?
Ha, not everything in this world has to be done by hand!
She looked at Aunt Zhang. In the past, she only thought of her as a pitiful woman who married a lazy, irresponsible husband who didn't care about his wife and children. But after spending time with her today, she realized that she wasn't a good person either.
“My family is fine. The old village chief just needs to distribute the land. We’ll distribute it to whichever section it’s assigned to, and it will be as long as it’s allocated.”
These words were not only magnanimous but also carried absolute trust, which made Wang Guifen feel particularly comfortable.
Aunt Zhang got angry, "You only have one daughter, how could you have the strength to make mud bricks!"
Hu's mother couldn't stand being talked about about her daughter. After giving birth to Qing'er, she damaged her health and couldn't conceive for many years. There were many such comments around her, so she could be said to have suffered from them and knew their pain deeply.
She spoke first: "It's okay, isn't there Wen Hua? He's strong and can do the work of two people at once. He'll make sure the Ding family's share is done quickly and well."
Qin Yilin didn't want Hu Wenhua or the men from Shui Qing's family to help her. She had the money and could hire a few people later. However, since Hu's wife was giving her face, she couldn't embarrass her. So she looked back with a nonchalant smile on her face.
Aunt Zhang never expected that Mother Hu would send Hu Wenhua to help the Ding family.
She had seen Hu Wenhua before; he was as strong and muscular as two of them, and probably as strong as three or four of her own bosses!
But why would Hu Wenhua help the Ding family?
She looked at Ding Jiajia in front of her. The little girl had black hair, fair skin, and plump cheeks. She was completely different from Chunhua, who was dark and thin and used to farm work. She looked more like a young lady from a wealthy family.
"That must be Jiajia. It's been a while since I've seen her. She's grown into a young woman. Isn't she at the age where she needs to avoid suspicion?"
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