In order to provide a place for the children in the village to study, learn to read and write, the men in the village worked even harder to haul bricks and tiles than when they went out to transport potatoes or sell rabbits!
The busy farming season is almost over, with only winter wheat sowing left. More importantly, dozens of acres of potatoes have already been planted. Although there are still several months until the harvest, as long as there are potatoes, there is hope—the hope of a good harvest.
After their basic needs for food and clothing were met, their biggest concern became their children's education.
Fan Jin, a scholar, was previously an unappreciated figure in the village. Even his own mother and elder brother often said that studying was useless. But as it turns out, studying is very useful! At least Fan Jin's family's life gradually improved, becoming something they could only look up to, which shows that being literate is a good thing.
Their good life was brought about by Fan Jin and Shui Qing. Although their children were not as good as Fan Jin, they still hoped that their children could learn to read and do arithmetic. Even if they could not live as well as Fan Jin in the future, it would still be better than being completely illiterate!
The men pulled their carts, each one full of fighting spirit, and set off.
There were more than 30 vehicles in the village, and not a single one was left!
The village chief and others watched the convoy drive away, then turned back and entered the gate. Immediately, members of the patrol team on duty closed and bolted the gate.
As each household earns more money from selling rabbits and buys more grain and other goods, the village's animal protection team becomes increasingly organized and receives more attention!
They now have no gaps in shift changes. If the person coming to relieve them is late and misses the appointed time, the person in front would rather stay longer than go back first, ensuring that there are enough people everywhere.
The old village chief didn't go straight home; instead, he leaned on his cane and walked shakily toward the higher ground.
Upon seeing this, the others immediately understood that the old village chief was going to visit Fan Jinshuiqing's herbal medicine shop, and they happily followed him.
Strong men went out to transport bricks and tiles, and many skilled men helped build the houses. They went to check on the progress. The herbal medicine workshop was related to every household, since there were people in their families working in the workshop to earn money!
Oh, right, only Fan Qian and Zhang the Bald are involved.
However, I heard last night that Fan's mother has started making a fuss, wanting to help Fan's family get jobs. I don't know if she will succeed... But whether she succeeds or not is none of their business. Doing their job well is the most important thing.
Li Qiang was digging the foundation when he saw his father arriving with a large group of people. He quickly ran over and asked, "Dad, what brings you here?"
They also had a large number of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people with them.
The strong men in the village went out to carry bricks and tiles, while the remaining men dug foundations and ditches to begin preparations. The rest of the scattered men were either patrolling or following Fan Jin up the mountain to dig drainage ditches. The capable women were all in the yard, and the rest were either old, weak, or young. Wasn't this the group his father was leading?
Old Man Xu chuckled and chimed in, "We have nothing to do right now, and we don't need to worry about food for the time being. It's not good to just stay at home all the time. Why don't we come out for a stroll, check on the progress, and get some exercise? Isn't that great?"
Li Qiang gave a blank "hmm," wondering if they hadn't done enough farm work yet. If it were him, he'd love to stay home and lie around all day!
How comfortable! He had no desire to come out and stretch his muscles.
The old village chief looked around inside and out, then asked his youngest son, "Where's your second brother?"
"Oh, my second brother went up the mountain with Fan Jin to see how to dig a water diversion ditch more efficiently," Li Qiang replied, scratching his head.
After saying that, seeing that Old Man Xu looked like he wanted to ask more questions, he quickly added, "Third Brother Xu went too!"
Thank goodness, otherwise if Old Man Xu, that chatterbox, had spoken first, he would have turned what should have been a simple sentence into a long, drawn-out discussion.
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