It seems that the common people regard themselves as following the instructions of Erlang Shen to repair the bridge.
My mother, Zhao Ping, Cuizhu and others couldn't laugh or cry. It was natural to worship Erlang God, but how could I worship myself and my son?
No matter what, in the hearts of the people, Zhao Ping has become the spokesperson of Erlang Shen.
Zhao Ping felt that he was constantly escalating. He was originally Lu Dongbin's disciple, and now he has become Erlang Shen's subordinate.
However, the people are obviously not satisfied with this, they have higher requirements.
The bridge piers were not washed away by the once-in-a-century flood. Representatives of the squires and other common people wrote letters asking the government to continue building the six bridges.
Liu Ang was dumbfounded when he saw it. He did not expect that he not only destroyed Zhao Ping's reputation, but also pushed Zhao Ping's reputation even higher.
Zhao Ping is almost a god now. He never expected that ordinary people would put Zhao Ping's statue in the Erlang Temple.
My uncle is really dumbfounded now. It was you who said that the bridge was built last time, and now it is you who are asking to continue building it.
He asked Zhao Ping to come in and continue building the bridge. Zhao Ping said that it was not the time to build the bridge now, and there were more important things.
The uncle thought that Zhao Ping was in a mood, so he went directly to Zhao Ping's mother.
The mother called Zhao Ping over and gave him a scolding, asking why the good deeds such as building roads and bridges were abandoned halfway.
While Zhao Ping listened attentively to his mother's lesson, he explained: "The bridge will continue to be built, but not now."
When her mother heard that she was angry, she stepped forward and pinched Zhao Ping's ears, demanding that Zhao Ping must build the bridge now.
Zhao Ping did not struggle, but asked: "Was this the method of building bridges before?"
My mother was stunned, thinking that there had never been such a way to build it, but she still did not let go, but asked: "Why stop?"
Zhao Ping explained: "Building bridges with immortal cement is completely different from building with stone. Stones have been tested for hundreds of years and there are no stability problems. However, immortal cement must also be checked for stability and defects. Only these are Only when you pass the test can you proceed to the next step.”
My mother was shocked when she heard this and asked, "What if something goes wrong? Should we rebuild it again?"
Zhao Ping shook his head and said: "After this flood test, the defects no longer exist. There is still a stability problem. The maintenance time is not enough, so we dare not rush to build the bridge deck."
My mother was also a scholar. Although she didn’t understand the bridge construction technology, she also knew that this was a century-old project and must be done step by step. She unknowingly let go of Zhao Ping’s hand on his ear.
Mother gave Zhao Ping a kiss as a reward for him.
Of course, my uncle's work is left to my mother. Since my mother understands, of course my uncle also understands.
Chengdu Prefecture.
It's still the thirteen-year-old girl's house.
She was not playing the piano at this time, but reading the latest "Journey to the West" and "Dream of Red Mansions" from the "Da Song Zhonghua News".
While she was watching with great interest, her two little maids hurried in.
One of the two maids was holding a glass teacup and the other a glass wine glass.
Not long after these two things were launched in Zhaojiazhuang Workshop, they were robbed and sold out as soon as they went on the market.
The young lady has a special interest in things in Zhaojiazhuang, and she will buy anything related to Zhao Ping.
The housekeeper obeyed her instructions and used his connections to purchase these.
Of course, the price lady doesn’t know. In fact, she has no idea about prices.
The family also knows this and tries their best to meet her requests.
It seems that the poor should raise sons and the rich should raise daughters, which has been practiced since ancient times.
The two little maids kept telling the little lady interesting stories they encountered on the street.
She has little or no interest in other things.
But the story about Zhao Ping becoming a statue in Erlang Temple aroused her strong interest.
The little maid looked at her with admiration.
A maid kept gesticulating with her hands and said excitedly: "Sure enough, the little lady is amazing. I believe Zhao Ping, the bridge piers encountered a flood that has not been seen for a century and there was no damage at all."
At this point, she stopped to take a breath and continued
"Seeing that Zhao Ping did not continue the construction, the people in Jintang County became anxious and wrote letters asking the government to continue the construction. My dear lady, guess what Zhao Ping's answer was?"
The young lady put down the newspaper in her hand, thought for a while, and said, "Zhao Ping may think that the bridge piers are not stable and will take some time to build."
The two little maids looked at each other with unbelievable looks in their eyes.
A little maid was stunned and asked: "Why do you think of these things?"
The young lady drank tea and put down her tea cup and replied: "Ever since it was spread in Chengdu that Zhao Ping's bridge piers are made of tofu, I have been thinking that Zhao Ping's bridge piers cannot be made of tofu."
At this point, she thought for a while and said: "But it looked like tofu at first, and then it solidified, which shows that it does take some time to form the bridge piers."
Speaking of this, the young lady looked in the direction of Jintang County and said: "Therefore, it will indeed take some time for the bridge piers to be completely solidified and stable, and the construction will of course be postponed."
The two little maids had expressions of admiration on their faces. They clapped their hands and said, "Young lady is so amazing. I know Zhao Ping's every move like the back of my hand."
The two little maids looked at each other: "Only a young lady in the world can match Zhao Ping. Zhao Ping is really ignorant and stupid."
When the young lady heard the answers from the two little maids, she smiled faintly and touched Qin again with her hands.
A little maid asked thoughtfully: "Zhao Ping said that the Xiongnu were not destroyed, so why did he call home? This should be an excuse!"
The young lady shook her head and said: "I don't know whether it is an excuse or not, but he definitely has the ambition to destroy the Hu people. He did have the ability to wipe out a hundred thousand Hu people at the age of ten."
The little maid worriedly said: "I heard that these Hu people who were wiped out are the weakest. Zhao Ping is going to wipe out all the Hu people. I don't know when and what month?"
Another little maid also said: "The little lady may have been old at that time!"
Although my mother understood it, the common people did not. They only wanted to repair it as soon as possible and make it passable as soon as possible.
People's attention must be diverted. Bridge construction is a major issue for food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Another thing that is also a big deal for ordinary people is housing.
Although Yu Changan, Zhou Jie, Zhang Huipin and others have temporarily solved the problem of housing, the house is small after all, and it is quite crowded for the whole family to live together.
At least Yu Changan and the others still have a place to live, but some people outside the city may not have such blessings.
They either stay in the homes of relatives and friends, or build temporary houses made of thatch and bamboo, and the whole family is tightly packed into one or two rooms.
Ding Tianer is the head of a farming household. He has one parent and his mother-in-law, and five younger siblings, ranging in age from several to ten years old.
His father was less than forty years old. Not only did he suffer from rheumatism, but he also suffered from a waist injury when a porter was loading a heavy load onto a ship.
Not only is my father unable to live, but he also needs to be treated, otherwise it will only get worse.
In order to treat my father's back disease, my family already owed dozens of dollars to relatives and friends.
He is the eldest, only eighteen years old, and must shoulder family responsibilities.
His mother weaved at home, and he did farm work and odd jobs to barely support the family.
This situation changed dramatically until the Zhaojiazhuang workshop moved here, and he found a job at the Xiantan workshop.
He now earns about two dollars a month. The shopkeeper, Shen Wei, said that he was working as a temporary worker when he first joined the workshop. After becoming a full-time employee, he earned about three dollars a month.
With these three incomes, supporting the family is no longer a problem.
I heard that he had a job in the Zhaojiazhuang workshop, and the matchmaker introduced him to a sixteen-year-old girl.
The young lady’s family did not dislike him because his family was poor and his father could not work.
The two parties have met and the initial impression is good.
Of course, he knew this because he found a way to make a living in the Zhaojiazhuang workshop, so he cherished this job very much.
Their home is not in the county seat, but close to Longquan Mountain, which has beautiful scenery.
Unexpectedly, a flash flood suddenly broke out and rushed directly into their house.
The family just had some necessities and fled in a hurry when their house was washed away by a flash flood.
Ding Tianer's family never expected that a sudden flood that had not happened in a century would wash away almost everything in the house.
What was relieved was that Li Zheng knew about this and took Ding Tianer to the county seat to receive government relief from Sanguan.
With these three grants, plus the two grants issued in advance by the workshop, they went to the Zhaojiazhuang Supermarket to buy rice, noodles, oil, charcoal, pots and pans, etc.
Since he is from Zhaojiazhuang Workshop, he can enjoy a 10% discount.
They used thatch and bamboo to temporarily build three houses, which they could barely squeeze together.
Seeing this three-room hut, my father couldn't help but lament: "Oh my God, why are we poor people so miserable?"
Ding Tianer's mother couldn't help but shed tears, and came to Guanshiyin Bodhisattva to make a wish: "May Tian'er's marriage be smooth and get married soon."
For some reason, the matchmaker never came to Ding Tianer's house after it was destroyed by a flash flood.
The neighbors also knew that Ding Tianer was too poor and the matchmaker was too embarrassed to come to his house.
Ding Tianer's parents lamented and sighed all day long, especially his father Ding Dashan who kept saying that he was a burden on the family and should not live in the world.
Ding Tianer worked hard and had no other way to comfort him except asking for money to treat his father's illness.
One day, Ding Tianer's mother felt something was wrong and saw that Phishuang was missing from home.
She hurriedly found Ding Dashan, who was putting the frost into the bowl and was about to swallow it.
She hurriedly took away Ding Dashan's big bowl, and the couple hugged each other and cried.
Ding Tianer's mother was worried that Ding Dashan was determined to die and would resort to other means to commit suicide next time.
"Ding Dashan, Ding Dashan!" A serious voice came from outside.
I'm here, is it a reminder to pay taxes?
Ding Dashan hurried out, bowed his hands to Zheng Zheng and said: "Zhang Lizheng, look at it, I live in a thatched tent now, and my house has just been destroyed by the flood. Look at this year's taxes, can I No reduction or exemption.”
Li was looking at his thatched house, nodded and said, "It is indeed a thatched house."
Ding Tianer's mother kept wiping her tears, knelt down and cried to Zhang Lizheng and said: "Zhang Lizheng, just do your best and don't force our Ding family to pay taxes. Our officials just swallowed the frost. If it weren't for my sharp eyesight and quick hands, you I can’t see him anymore.”
