Lin Nianhe no longer dared to sit in the bullock cart driven by Zhao Zhuangshi. She had to learn lessons from history.
"Uncle Captain, I'll go riding by myself in the afternoon. I..."
"Where are you going this afternoon?"
Wang Shumei and Wen Lan walked into the courtyard and happened to hear Lin Nianhe's words.
Lin Nianhe replied smoothly: "Go to town and help me buy some food."
Their expressions instantly became complicated.
Wang Shumei looked at Wen Lan: "You didn't tell her?"
Wen Lan spread her hands: "I thought you said so."
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
Wang Shumei twitched the corner of her mouth, showing a slight embarrassment: "Nianhe, the principal said he would take us to the commune for a meeting in the afternoon, 伱... when the principal mentioned this matter yesterday, you seemed not to be there."
Lin Nianhe looked at the two of them with complicated emotions.
Three people and two groups, after all, she paid by mistake.
Lin Nianhe squinted at the handful of celery in Wen Lan's hand and asked, "What do you two eat for lunch?"
"Make dumplings." Wen Lan replied, "There is also a little bit of lard residue, just for mixing the stuffing."
Lin Nianhe: "I want to eat for free!"
Wang Shumei smiled: "What's the fuss about? I've already given you a share, come and work."
Lin Nianhe put his hands on his hips: "I won't do it! I only come with my mouth!"
She had been let down, and she wanted to punish these two women. She wanted to dominate their house and let them know that the situation was serious.
Let’s start with this dumpling meal.
Wen Lan: "Then block your mouth so that you can't even drink the dumpling soup."
Lin Nianhe licked his lips.
Ten minutes later, Lin Nianhe was sitting at the door of the backyard hut, choosing vegetables.
Wang Shumei said to her while talking to her: "Do you think you owe me something? If you don't want to work, just come here quietly. If you have to hold your neck and yell, isn't it because you are in front of Xiaolan and you feel uncomfortable?"
Lin Nianhe glanced at Sister Lan, who was carrying water at the well, and whispered, "You two didn't tell me something. I thought, you have to make it up to me no matter what."
Wang Shumei stopped kneading the dough, thought carefully for a moment and said, "I don't think there is any need to compensate."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
"I guess Xiaolan feels the same way."
"..."
Lin Nianhe felt that the most troublesome problem she faced now was no longer how to preserve Xie Xiaosi's innocence. She now urgently needed a veto power.
I don't know if it would be useful for her to sit in front of their door.
"You're a melon girl, why don't you do some work?"
Wen Lan filled the water tank with water and turned around to see Lin Nianhe still competing with celery.
She snatched the celery directly from Lin Nianhe's hand, and babbled: "It won't be until next year when you can eat dumplings with this celery." As she spoke, she selected the celery in twos and twos, scooped out water and rinsed it. He entered the kitchen carrying the vegetable basin.
By the time Lin Nianhe stood up from the bench, the sound of chopping stuffing could be heard in the room.
Lin Nianhe held the door, looked at her hard-working friends and asked, "Then what else should I do?"
Wen Lan used a kitchen knife to chop the stuffing with one hand, and picked up a head of garlic with the other hand and threw it to her: "Peel the garlic."
"okay."
Lin Nianhe raised her hand to catch the garlic and sat back on her dear little bench.
When the garlic peels were flying in the wind, Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruanruan finally got tired of crying and went around to the backyard.
The backyard is now very spacious. Wang Shumei and Wen Lan are diligent and clean the backyard.
Wen Ruoruan's eyes lit up instantly. She trotted up to Lin Nianhe and asked her, "Nianhe, is this your house?" She pointed to the new house behind Lin Nianhe and asked.
"Oh, no, I live over there." Lin Nianhe raised his chin towards his cabin.
Wen Ruoruan looked back, and when she looked at Lin Nianhe again, her eyes were filled with sympathy.
In such a house as big as the palm of your hand, you can't stretch your legs even if you live alone, right?
She rubbed her hands and asked, "How many people live in this house?"
"Two." Lin Nianhe raised his head with a smile on his lips, "What? Do you want to live here?"
"yes……"
"That's not okay."
Before Wen Ruanruan could finish her words, Lin Nianhe decisively refused: "The two of them built this house with their own money. As long as they are here, no one else can live in this house."
When Wang Shumei was going to build a house, Li Dahe said that the land could be used by them, but this house...if they return to the city, the brigade cannot compensate them for the money to build the house.
After all, no brigade would build three rooms for two educated youths, and they couldn't afford the expense.
Wang Shumei agreed, but there was only one request - as long as she and Wen Lan did not return to the city, no one else could be allowed in this house.
Her request was approved after a meeting between Li Dahe, Wang Hong and Accountant Zhao.
Of course Wen Ruoruan didn't know this. She turned back to look at Wen Qingqing and whispered, "Sister."
Wen Qingqing felt enthusiastic when she looked at the spacious backyard. She said, "Nianhe, how about we discuss it and our sisters pay half of the money to move a room for us to live in?"
Lin Nianhe put the fat white garlic cloves into the bowl, turned around and shouted: "Sister Shumei, someone wants to do business with you, come and talk to them."
Wang Shumei just put down the kneaded dough and came out after hearing this.
She looked at the two sisters in front of her and knew that these were the new educated youths arriving today - Lin Nianhe's neighbors.
For Lin Nianhe's sake, Wang Shumei had a good attitude: "Hello, two new comrades, my name is Wang Shumei, what can I do?"
Wen Qingqing raised her lips and said what she just said again.
Wang Shumei turned her eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of Lin Nianhe, who was still picking garlic with his head down as it had nothing to do with him, and he understood what she meant.
She chuckled and shook her head: "No, my sister will come over in a while. I built it specially for her, and our house cost a small amount of two hundred. If you just want to build a room that is more spacious, If you have a house, thirty or fifty is enough."
Neither Wen Qingqing nor Wen Ruoruan expected that Wang Shumei would refuse in this way.
Wen Qingqing frowned slightly - the Wen family is no better off than the Lin family. They have two younger brothers who are in school. When they go to the countryside, they only have a hundred yuan in their pockets, an average of fifty yuan per person, and that is used for shopping. Food should not be spent indiscriminately.
Wen Ruoruan looked at Lin Nianhe and said softly: "Nianhe, please help us. That room is too small for the two of us to live in."
The garlic-picking girl raised her head and said at a loss, "That room was originally meant for two people."
The Wen sisters: "..."
After a brief silence, Wen Qingqing knelt down in front of Lin Nianhe, using the gentle mask she had worn for eighteen years: "Nianhe, we just came here, we are unfamiliar with the place and we don't understand anything. Look, We are the first child in a large courtyard, and Comrade Wang’s sister hasn’t arrived yet. Can you let us live in it for a few months so that we can get used to it?”
Lin Nianhe: "Then ask her, the house is not mine, how can I be the master?"
(End of chapter)
