"Need I tell you? I haven't found the time yet. Besides, where can I get a sponge and so much cotton? How about I put some Ula grass in the cushions?" There is no shortage of that stuff in the village, and it's quite fluffy.
"It's not impossible. I'll bring you some next time so you can try it first." The younger sister was right. He had assumed that he couldn't get so much cotton. Even if he had money, he couldn't buy so much cotton now.
"Let me ask you about the sponge. I remember there seems to be a sponge factory here."
"Don't worry. I may not be able to finish this house before the New Year. The bedding is all underneath and you can make it yourself when the time comes," Chen Ye pointed to the location of the tatami.
Living in a bungalow is very dusty, and she won't be moving in for a while, so she put away all the bedding and other things to avoid them getting dusty outside. The key point is that it is inconvenient to take them apart and difficult to wash, and it is even harder to dry them in the current temperature.
It was also thanks to her great aunt who cheapened the bedding and her grandparents who mailed it to her. Otherwise, she would have only one set of bedding in her hometown and no one would be able to use it.
"Okay, I'll do it myself then."
He glanced at the rather low ceiling and said, "That's good. I can climb up without hitting my head. The ceiling in this room is really high, but it looks much more comfortable this way. Is there enough wood?"
Chen Ye nodded: "It's enough. I calculated everything in advance, even the materials for the small things we'll need later."
Chen Ye stood there for a while and began to sweat. "The temperature in this room is quite good. As long as the fire is not turned off, I won't wake up cold in the morning."
Cen Zixiang came out without a coat, only a sweater underneath. "It's quite nice. I think you can just move in here. If you don't want to live on the second floor, you can live on the first floor. There are tatami mats there, and if you put a mattress on it, wouldn't it be like a kang?"
Chen Ye shook his head: "How can it be the same? The kang is still warmer. We'll talk about it when the time comes."
"Come on, come on, are you working on the main house now? It's just right that I'll join you."
"You didn't sleep last night. Why don't you take a nap first?" How come this guy is so energetic? Didn't he get on the train in the middle of the night? There was no place to rest on the train.
"I'm not sleepy. Let's sleep together at night. Come on, Fourth Brother will help you."
Well, she's willing to do it, so why should she worry about it? She has to go to work anyway.
The frame of the second floor of the main house has been completed, and all that is left is the final filling. At the beginning, Chen Ye was still inexperienced, but after making one house, he became familiar with the movements and worked faster.
When I opened the door, the floor was full of things, and the assembled furniture I brought from home was also piled on the side. "Is it okay for you to leave it like this?"
"I'm thinking of putting it directly on the second floor after the second floor is completed. I plan to make a fixed one for the house I live in in the future. That way it won't take up much space and will appear more spacious."
She still prefers to live in a spacious place. If she lives in this house, the furniture will have to stay like this for the time being.
Cen Zixiang nodded and began to roll up his sleeves: "Sister, what do you think Fourth Brother can do?"
Chen Ye turned around and said, "How about you help me saw the wood?" This was the only job her fourth brother could do. She didn't dare let him do the rest. If he got the size wrong, she would have to do it again.
Cen Zixiang glanced at the wooden board on the ground, which had pencil marks on it. "Just saw it along this line?"
Chen Ye nodded, and Cen Zixiang didn't hesitate to pick up the saw and started working: "Sister, let me tell you something. I came here this time to tell you this."
"If it hadn't snowed so heavily a while ago, I would have come here earlier."
"Just tell me what's the matter," as long as it's not a loan, she is still very stingy.
"Well, the matter of Third Aunt has been investigated," Cen Zixiang said, looking at Ye Zi's face carefully.
Chen Ye paused, thinking for a moment before realizing that the Third Aunt Cen Zixiang was referring to was probably her biological mother: "Are you talking about my mother?"
This was the first time she called out the word "Mom" in her life. She had called her mother many times before she was five years old in her previous life, but that person was not worthy of this word. She didn't know what kind of person her mother in this life was, but just because she sacrificed her life for her, she could call her mother without any hindrance.
Cen Zixiang didn't see any resistance or sadness on Ye Zi's face and breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, although Third Aunt didn't marry Third Uncle, to Third Uncle and the family, Third Aunt is a member of the family."
"Yeah," Chen Ye responded softly.
Cen Zixiang swallowed his saliva and said, "Well, do you want to hear what happened back then?"
"Go ahead and tell me, I'm listening." She also wanted to know what happened back then, whether it was done by her adoptive father's enemy or her so-called love rival.
She indirectly killed her biological mother. As her mother's child, she had to help take revenge.
Cen Zixiang did not hide it. After all, since his third uncle asked Uncle Zhong to tell him these things, he did not intend to hide it from Ye Zi, but wanted to tell Ye Zi through his mouth.
After listening to Cen Zixiang's story, Chen Ye was speechless. It turned out that the truth was so speechless and bloody. It was the selfish mentality of an admirer that made a pregnant woman desperate and eventually died in childbirth.
However, in Chen Ye's opinion, no matter whether you did it intentionally or unintentionally, since you did such a thing in the first place, you have to accept the feedback from others.
Seventeen years ago, it was such a chaotic time. A pregnant woman who lost her support could easily imagine how difficult her life would be. The biggest possibility was that she wouldn't even be able to survive.
But that person still did it, and after doing it, she was able to live her life as if nothing had happened. She never thought about what consequences her actions would have on others, let alone trying to make amends.
Such people are the most hateful. If you ask her, she will argue that she did nothing wrong and will not show any sympathy or guilt towards the dead.
Chen Ye felt that there was no such thing as unintentional behavior. This must have been intentional. Knowing what would happen to a pregnant woman with a big belly, that person did it on purpose. No one at that time was innocent, let alone naive.
Chen Ye was silent for a long time before he spoke: "What did he say?"
Cen Zixiang knew he was talking about his third uncle, and once again mourned for him: "Third uncle said that if you don't have any ideas after asking, then he will take action."
"Based on my understanding of Uncle San, it's very likely that this family will have no choice but to return to their hometown to farm."
After all, Uncle San's job is there, and the clothes he wears will not allow him to do anything crazier.
Not to mention that there is actually no strong relationship between the third uncle and the third aunt. The two of them can be said to have only the feeling of saving a life more than strangers, and they are dealing with an unexpected child. It may sound a bit cold-blooded to say so, but it is also the truth.
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