For farmers, except for the winter, they have no time to rest on weekdays.
But today, Bi Tiegang went to the foreman's house to say hello:
"Brother, I'm going to the other village to build a brick house the day after tomorrow. I won't go on this job. Dani and the others are back home. Stay with the kids for two days!"
He had been begging for permission to work with him before, but today he came to the door and asked to quit. This made the foreman from the same village grumble to his wife during breakfast:
"What's going on? Have you made a fortune? I can make up for my hunger with just a morning walk. I don't even have to go to work!"
This shows how developed the information communication industry is in rural areas.
They just rely on walking, shouting, and spreading the news from one family to another. Not to mention the villagers who like to pry into other people's affairs, if Bi Tiegang dares to give more interest to every household, all the chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats in the village will know about it!
Bi Tiegang put his hands behind his back and walked out of the house unsteadily on his lame leg.
He felt that after all these years, today was the only day he could truly rest, and he finally felt at ease.
However, even if he rested, he still had to deal with the dirt and clods. If he didn't touch them for a day, he would feel uneasy and sleep poorly! For him, the crops in the fields were his livelihood. As long as he didn't starve to death, he could get through anything.
Especially since I have to take my old man to see a doctor tomorrow, and he will be away for a few days, I really can't not check on him.
Bi Tie, who knew that Bi Yue was in the warehouse, just left the house. Zhao Dashan, who didn't know where Bi Yue was and wanted to go to the yard to look for her, stood at the head of the house with his legs crossed, looking around, but he couldn't find Bi Yue.
Was it because Shaoji was unhappy with him? This was the state of anxiety and uncertainty. Perhaps this was how it was supposed to be when you liked someone.
He pushed open the warehouse door with a somewhat dejected look.
As soon as the wooden door was pushed open, light shone directly in, casting a shadow. Bi Yue screamed "Ao", her voice even louder than that of the fat aunt who had just come home to look for her mother.
She was shocked.
After Bi Yue woke up from prying her eyes open, she just wanted to take a shower to relieve the itch. She was scared twice! Is this thing really that difficult?
The thin and tall figure whooshed away, and he reacted extremely quickly and turned around instinctively: "Oh my God!!" He didn't shout out "Oh my God!" He had given up on this recently.
Zhao Dashan was even more frightened by Bi Yue.
He was just daydreaming about the girl, wondering where she had gone to since he hadn't seen her in the back garden. Suddenly...
"What's going on?" After asking, Zhao Dashan felt like he was completely stupid. He seemed to understand what Bi Yue was doing...
Bi Yue frowned and turned her head. The white cloth soaked in ginger and pepper water fell to the ground. She crossed her arms over her chest. The collar of her clothes had left marks on her neck, showing how tightly she was covering it. "Get out!"
Zhao Dashan was sweating and his ears were red. He raised his hands to Bi Yue in a good-tempered and slightly bewildered manner in a gesture of surrender, "Hey, let's go now! No, no! Xiaoyue, I, I..."
"Don't be so clumsy, hurry up! If it's inconvenient, get out!" Bi Yue emphasized that this guy was really slow and tedious.
After being scolded, his heart began to pound again. He was confused and dazed from head to face. Zhao Dashan turned around in panic, forgetting to close the wooden door. He took two steps and turned back. This time, he didn't even dare to raise his head, muttering softly:
"I'll take the shovel, take the shovel."
"Still holding a shovel?"
"No, I won't take it."
After the person left, Bi Yue couldn't hear what was said because the wooden door was already closed.
She rolled her eyes. Fortunately, she was small and could cover it with just a push of her front lapel!
…
There was a mud pit on the floor of the big house. Zhao Dashan, wearing his decent clothes, climbed onto the kang holding an iron basin.
Bi Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he straightened up and took a look: "Brother Dashan, there's no mud in the basin yet!"
To wipe the kang, to wipe the kang, you have to use the soil scraped from the kang, mix it with water and mud, and then spread it all over again. Only then is the work done. However, that person climbed up first with an empty basin in his hand.
Zhao Dashan's face flushed red as he was thinking to himself: "He really didn't see anything. Also, did Bi Yue scold him just now?" Why was she so mean to him?
The 23-year-old man felt a little aggrieved. After all, he had really seen it, so he just listened to the scolding!
Zhao Dashan in the room blushed and said something completely unrelated to Bi Cheng:
"Come stay at my house tonight and we can have a good chat."
…
Bi Yue stood in the yard, looking up at the dilapidated mud and thatched house in front of her, her heart filled with ambition.
It’s peeled off! It’s peeled off tomorrow!
It's not enough to just tear off the kang, you have to tear off the house, is this a place where people can live? It's cloudy and rainy, oh!
Build the best big brick houses and small Western-style buildings in the surrounding villages!
When she makes money and gives her some more time, she will definitely let her parents live in a big house where they have to call them to eat!
Bi Yue clapped her hands vigorously, as if to encourage herself. Well, it’s settled!
She turned around and went back into the house. Her mother had told her before she left, asking her to add firewood to the stove. After her eldest brother finished applying the mud, she had to start working as the fire-making girl.
It was said that one had to burn the kang dry in a fit of rage, for a whole day and night, and finish this little job before going to the hospital! Otherwise, the kang would be in vain, and it would still not be warm in winter.
Bi Yue didn't take Zhao Dashan's accidental entry into the warehouse seriously.
He wasn't looking at anything, and this wasn't a feudal society, so there was no need to blush. He squatted calmly by the stove and added firewood.
But Zhao Dashan in the house stopped wiping the mud on the kang, moved his ears, listened to the movement in the outer room, and kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking about.
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