Ying Qingci is planning to draw a drawing of a three-in-one courtyard. Her family has a large population. If she finds her uncle and the others later, they won't have no place to live.
It would be better to plan the land from the beginning.
With this thought in mind, she started to write.
I first sketched out a rough outline, and then I thought of the deserted lake. After cleaning it up, I could plant some lotus flowers in it.
It is also necessary to set aside a separate space in the yard and build a well.
She actually didn't know if there was a well in Daling. When she went to the village chief's house before, she didn't see a well. The water was most likely drawn from a river not far away.
I have seen it when I walked to the river before. The water there is very clear, and the water upstream is completely sufficient for drinking.
Moreover, when he went to the wasteland in the morning, Ying Qingci also discovered that although it was a wasteland, there was a place around the center of the wasteland, not far from the lake, where the surface was moist, and there was a high possibility of underground water.
Ying Qingci sketched out the structure in her mind bit by bit, and not long after, a simplified version of the drawing appeared under her pen.
Details need to be added a little bit.
She sat at the table revising it for almost more than an hour.
After she stopped writing, she stretched hard. After putting down the pen, she took a look at the painting on the paper.
At this moment, the ink has not yet dried, and there is still a little bit of pearlescent light.
There were footsteps outside the door, and before Ying Qingci could turn around, Ying Qingjia's shocked voice came from behind.
"Sister, what are you drawing?"
He walked directly in front of Ying Qingci, picked up the drawings she put on the table, and looked at the pictures on the paper with surprise.
"Ajia, what are you doing?"
Ying Qinghan walked in from the outside and saw a piece of paper in Ying Qingjia's hand. He recognized it as the piece of paper he gave to his sister, and now it fell into Ying Qingjia's hand.
While talking, Ying Qinghan also walked to Ying Qingjia's side, and naturally saw the painting in Ying Qingjia's hand.
When his eyes touched the painting, Ying Qinghan's pupils shrank, and then he said, "Ajia, give me the painting and I'll take a look."
Ying Qingjia also knew her eldest brother very well. He was very obsessed with things like calligraphy and painting. Now that he saw the lifelike painting in his hand, his eyes lit up.
"Sister, did you draw this?"
This piece of paper was the one that his sister asked him for. The ink on the painting on it was not yet dry. It was obviously just painted recently, so it could only be painted by his sister.
"Um."
Hearing Ying Qingci's response, a flash of emotion flashed in Ying Qinghan's eyes.
"Sister, what kind of painting method is this?"
He had never seen such a painting method before. It was very realistic and he could clearly see what was painted in the painting.
"This is a realistic painting."
If you have a pencil, it can be called a sketch.
"Sister, is this the house you drew for us to live in?"
Ying Qingjia interrupted, looking at Ying Qingci with curiosity and surprise in her eyes.
"right."
Ying Qingci nodded, "However, this is just a sketch. It may need to be modified later."
"Sister, your paintings are so lifelike." Ying Qinghan admired sincerely, and at the same time, he was also wondering, when did his sister draw such paintings?
However, as soon as this idea appeared, he gave it up. No matter what happened to her sister, she was still his sister.
"Thank you, brother." Ying Qingci smiled.
"But...sister, if this is built, it will cost a lot of money, right?"
Ying Qingjia thought of something, the smile on her face suddenly stopped, and she frowned in distress.
The house in this painting looks very luxurious and exquisite. If it is built, it will definitely cost a lot of money. Another point is, can such a house really be built?
"Second brother, let's put aside the issue of silver, do you like this house?" Ying Qingci turned her eyes to Ying Qinghan to one side, "Where's the eldest brother?"
"I love so much."
Ying Qinghan said sincerely that he really liked this kind of building, and it looked very safe.
I'm sure my family won't like it either.
"like."
Ying Qingjia nodded. He had never dared to imagine such a house in his dreams. Now that his sister had presented it to him like this, he was really surprised when he saw it for the first time.
"That's okay."
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"My dear, did you draw this? It looks real."
Huang Xuecao looked at the drawings in front of her and exclaimed, "But, a house like this will cost a lot of money, right?"
Now, she had some doubts as to whether the money in hand was enough for them to build such a house?
"Besides, such a big house..."
"Milk."
Ying Qingci looked at Huang Xuecao and said what she was thinking, "Nai, although the house is big, there are a lot of people in our family. If the house is built bigger, the family will not be crowded or feel awkward." .”
"Also, the house at home is built more. When the uncle and the others come back, there will be enough space... Besides, money is earned. Once the money is spent, we will just make more."
Mentioning his eldest son and the others, Huang Xuecao's eyes turned slightly red again.
"Nai, don't worry, uncle and the others will be fine."
Ying Qingci held Huang Xuecao's arm and spoke with certainty.
"We are lucky to be obedient. If you say it's okay, your uncle and the others will be fine too."
In fact, Huang Xuecao was unsure, but when she heard what Ying Qingci said, she didn't know why, but there was so much expectation in her heart. Perhaps, her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson were really... It's okay.
When Ying Wangzhu and the others came back, they were not in a very high mood. When Ying Qingci and the others saw this, their hearts trembled.
Huang Xuecao couldn't help but beat her heart when she saw their appearance, "Old man, why did you come back? Is things not going well?"
Ying Wangzhu raised his head and glanced at her, holding the pipe tightly in his hand and sitting there without speaking.
Huang Xuecao looked worried and said, "You old man, hurry up and say it."
He came back and sat there, really worrying her to death.
"well."
Ying Wangzhu sighed and then spoke.
"We went down and briefly told the village chief about our idea of hiring people. The village chief was very happy, after all, it could help the people in the village earn some money. But later, he took us to the village and talked about this matter. After the incident, people in the village had different reactions."
He still can't forget the suspicious eyes and unbelieving eyes of the villagers, which fell directly on him, making him feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
