Chapter 57 Preparing to build a house

Style: Historical Author: Yi YanyunWords: 1189Update Time: 24/02/20 21:09:21
Du Wanchun nodded, "Well, mother, don't worry, I won't be deceived by her so easily."

"That's good." Aunt Zhou said, putting the mint leaves in her hand on the table, looking up at her adobe house, and said, "Let's repair this house sometime."

Du Wanchun smiled and said, "Mom, why not tear it down and rebuild it again."

"Rebuild?" Aunt Zhou was a little surprised, "Do we have so much money now?"

Du Wanchun calculated in his mind, "If you have it, build a small blue brick house." ?.?????.???

Aunt Zhou stood up and looked at the Chen family next door, "Okay, I'll listen to you. This mud house usually leaks when it's windy or rainy. It's time to rebuild it."

The Chen's house next door is a brick house, which is considered a good house for a farm family.

When Aunt Zhou first came to Changliu Village, she lived in that house for a day. It was indeed much more comfortable than the adobe house.

Du Wanchun stood up with a smile and said, "Then I'll ask the masons in the village later."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone outside the door laughed and said, "Who wants to find a mason?"

Du Wanchun heard the sound and looked outside. It was Aunt Wang. She smiled and said, "Aunt, my mother and I are planning to build a house."

Aunt Wang walked in with a few buckets, "It's a good thing, I happen to know a mason. If you want to build a house, I will help you find him."

"Which one is it?" Aunt Zhou poured her a glass of water and asked.

Aunt Wang took a sip of water and replied: "That's Brother He from Cheng'an County. He built the house for our family when I first came to the village. He is an honest person and meticulous in his work."

Aunt Zhou said happily: "That's great."

Aunt Wang smiled and said: "I will ask our old man to find him later and ask him to come to your house and take a look for you."

Aunt Zhou was very grateful and said, "Sister Wang, thank you so much."

Aunt Wang arched her eyebrows, waved her hands and said, "No need to be polite to me."

After saying that, she sighed and said, "Hey, I really envy your family. Your son and daughter-in-law are all filial. Unlike our family, it's just me and my old man."

Aunt Zhou lowered her voice and said, "There's no news about your son yet?"

Aunt Wang shook her head, "No, that's all. After so many years, I just pretend I never gave birth to this son."

Du Wanchun comforted her and said, "Aunt, don't think so, maybe he is looking for you too."

People in the village said that the two orphans in Aunt Wang's family had no heirs. Later, Du Wanchun heard from Aunt Zhou that they actually had a son, but that son went to the capital to make a living a few years ago and never came back.

The two old men sold their old house and traveled all the way to the capital. However, they couldn't find their son. They decided to return to their hometown in desperation. Who knew that there had been a flood in their home a few years ago, so they could only settle here. .

Aunt Zhou pitied them, and they also pitied Aunt Zhou, so they helped each other in the past few years.

After chatting with them for a few words, Aunt Wang left the Zhou family.

Du Wanchun looked at her back thoughtfully.

Over there in the Li Mansion, the servant returned to the house and told Liu Lanzhi exactly what Du Wanchun said.

After hearing this, Liu Lanzhi was so angry that she dropped the tea cup on the table, "Okay, her bones are strong now!"

Mr. Li on the side said impatiently: "Didn't you say you had a way to call her to our house?"

Liu Lanzhi quickly comforted him and said, "Don't worry, I still have a way."

She said with a smile on her face.

Yesterday, Liu Lanzhi heard from her aunt at home that there was an ointment that could make her skin white and smooth, so she sent someone to find a box of it. Unexpectedly, after using it, not only did it not turn white, but it also became extremely itchy.

She didn't dare to tell Young Master Li, so she could only catch him secretly alone.

Who knew, the more he scratched, the more itchy he became, and the originally yellow and black face gradually turned red and even bloodshot.