When Shuiqing was in China, being addressed by her name was a perfectly normal thing.
Only after arriving here did I realize how incredibly difficult it is for married women to have their own names—it's possible if their maternal family is powerful, like a princess, or a daughter of a wealthy and powerful family who marries down.
But how many could a dynasty have? Most of them were just ordinary farm women.
Upon hearing Qin Yilin's words, she could detect a hint of envy in them, but she could understand it.
"From now on, every girl in our village will have her own name." A name that is taken seriously.
Qin Yilin was taken aback, realizing that she had been too narrow-minded!
While she was still concerned about her own name, Shuiqing had already thought of the entire village!
It wasn't just about herself, but about the entire village of hundreds of people. She had no doubt that Shuiqing could do it; she was convinced that she could, and that she would do it very well.
"Okay, let's work together."
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Fan Jin and his men have already determined the preliminary route from the spring water to the herbal medicine shop.
Li Wu walked up the mountain and looked down at the foot of the mountain, saying, "Let's first clear away the weeds, trees and rocks along the way, then dig a ditch, and line it with bamboo tubes to draw water. It should take about seven or eight days to dig it."
If you don't dig a ditch, the water won't be able to be drawn down if the wind blows or small animals shake the bamboo tubes away from their original position.
If the water supply is cut off, the medicinal herbs cannot be cleaned. They need water for steaming and soaking later. Without water, we have to carry them back bucket by bucket from a distance. That would mean a lot less work to do each day, and a waste of time and energy.
This ditch doesn't need to be very wide or deep, just big enough to hold a bamboo tube. There are several of them, each responsible for a section of the road, and seven or eight days is more than enough.
In seven or eight days, the herbal medicine shop should be almost complete.
“Weeds are easy to clear, and we can just cut down the trees. It’s just that digging up the tree roots is a bit of a hassle, but it shouldn’t be too difficult for several of us to do it together. The problem is the rocks. Small rocks are fine, but we’re worried about big ones.” Feng Da looked at the foot of the mountain with a hint of worry.
Previously, the original owner of the farm had considered digging a separate ditch from the Ma Ya Hu Reservoir to divert water to irrigate the crops, so that they wouldn't have to compete with other farms for water.
Their village has a large population and many men. They can dig ditches during the off-season. Even if they don't finish in one year, they can do it for two, three, or four years. The landlord has plenty of time to wait.
So, under the leadership of the village head, they started digging ditches. The road ahead was fine, but they kept digging, on and off, for a year or two until they were almost at the foot of the mountain. They were all very excited.
Thinking that I will never have to fight for water again.
As a result, they encountered a large rock. They initially thought they could just go around it, but as they dug, they discovered that it was a giant rock of unknown length, lying prone on the ground, which they could neither dig up nor go around.
The ditch project had to be abandoned. The fruits of one or two years of hard work were gone, and the people in the village were extremely frustrated, mainly because they had lost all hope.
Feng Dahong and Da Niu also remembered this incident and lowered their heads in frustration.
There were many stones on the mountain. Although the mountain belonging to the neighbor was short, it was still a mountain. As they walked along, they found quite a few stones of all sizes.
The stones that are visible and tangible are not to be feared; they can be moved and transported back down the mountain to serve as foundations for houses. What is frightening are the stones buried underground.
"Father, maybe not. Wouldn't it be pointless to worry for nothing?" Hong Mancang said in a low voice.
"Let's look on the bright side. Besides, the ditch we dug was shallow, so we can't be that unlucky, right?" Hong Manku also lowered his voice to persuade him.
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