"The three of you are not against each other? I think the more you live, the more you go back." Lin Siyao sat at the table not far from the bed, poured a glass of water, and taunted the current one who was cross-legged. Si Luo, who was sitting on the bed to heal his wounds, showed no sympathy at all.
"We were careless." Si Chong's tone was slightly annoyed: "I didn't expect the West Corridor Shuangsha to be so powerful. No wonder..."
"Fengqingya is different." Si Tuo, who had been silent for a long time, said a word that seemed to be mindless at this time, but it shocked the hearts of everyone present.
"Hey..." Lin Siyao sneered lightly, "Internal and external troubles... I think you are just imitating me, keeping your name incognito and being a farmer."
"Si Ling..." Si Tuo heard the words and looked at him speechlessly, "You are a 'dead' person, and Feng Qingya didn't find you. And we..." At this time, we exited Fengyao Pavilion, needless to say, Fengqing Ya naturally would not be willing to let people go, and there is no peace in hiding.
"I agree." Si Luo, who had just opened his eyes after the healing, took Si Chong's words, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly, "I think there are more than 600 members of the same family in Fengyao, and there are many who are not as good as the three of us in martial arts. Little, but let the three of us go to the West Corridor. What is it that we didn’t intend to bury us in the West Corridor?”
He had already seen that Feng Qingya had bad intentions for the three of them. Especially after the Si Ling incident, Lord Fengyao had many colleagues headed by Si Tuo and the others. If you guessed correctly, Feng Qingya wants to completely change blood, right? It was Si Ling a year ago, and the three of them a year later. In another year... Anyone who came out of the old pavilion master's hands will be replaced within three or five years.
When Lin Siyao heard his suggestion that he had nothing to do and joked about, the three of them regarded it as a very good solution, and he was immediately speechless.
"Then it's settled. After Si Lao recovers from his injury, he returns to the pavilion to deal with the remaining matters, and then we will discuss this matter." Si Tuo drank the spirits in his glass and made the decision lightly.
"Yes, we have saved a lot. Hu Shihai can't drink the ground and starve to death for the three of us. Besides, don't we still have the money that Si Ling gave to the three of us? By the way, Si Ling, you shouldn't be able to speak. Forget it?" Si Luoxie smiled, and the bloody expression on his face concealed the fact that he was seriously injured.
"At that time, come and be neighbors with Si Ling. Although I will be greeted with cold eyes from time to time by someone, but without him, the three of us might not be able to cook and stir-fry. Haha..." Si Chong added fearlessly.
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"Then, Si Ling, I'll leave it to you to set up our house. If it's three months sooner, or one year later, we'll come back to be with you."
If it weren't for Si Tuo's face still being cold and unwavering, Lin Siyao would have wondered if he had changed his personality. Does this sound like what the ruthless killer man said
"Don't forget what I asked you to do before." Lin Siyao reluctantly looked at the three people who had made up their minds in the future in less than a quarter of an hour, and frowned. Today, he can't go to the Fengyao Pavilion thousands of miles away. If he wants to get back his half-life savings, he has to entrust the three of them. Although, it is only one-fifth of those who get it. However, only one-fifth of this, to be used in this small flower town, is enough for him to do a lot of things.
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Since his family planned to expand the house, and the three of Situo gave him the task of resettlement, Lin Siyao started planning to buy land and build a house as soon as he returned to Fanhua Town.
"What? You want to buy the six acres of wasteland in Xishou?" The village chief Wang even stared at Lin Siyao in surprise.
Although the wasteland at the west end of the town is still unowned land, it would cost at least a dozen taels to buy six acres in one go. Why spend so much money on wasteland
Build a house? They are just a young couple, what do they want such a big house
To cultivate fertile land? What do you need so many good fields for? The two acres of fertile land that was attached to the house were enough for their family to live on.
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Wang Gengfa thought for a while and wondered why Lin Siyao asked him to buy six acres of wasteland.
"I have a few friends who want to settle in Fanhua Town, and they asked me to settle their houses. I don't see any family in this town planning to sell their houses, not to mention that Shuilin is pregnant, and the family will be expanded sooner or later, so I simply plan to buy some wasteland. Make it yourself." Lin Siyao's words are rarely so sincere.
In fact, according to his original intention, he wanted to take down the two acres of fertile land west of his home, a total of ten acres of land.
However, fearing that other residents in the village would have opinions, he simply bought the six mu first, arranged two mu for his family, and built a large courtyard for the three of them with the remaining four mu. As for if they want to start a family in the future and want to expand, that's none of Lin Siyao's business. It makes no sense that he has to be responsible for marrying them like a parent-in-law.
To be honest, he suspected that he was no longer himself. At least not the former Si Ling.
I think that the three of Situo were ordered to hunt down and kill themselves a year ago. A year later, I still have to house them like an old woman, and I feel aggrieved just thinking about it. It's just that every time he thinks that, thanks to them, he can meet Shui Lin, and then he has the warm and comfortable home now, and he is relieved. Everything has a cause, and everything has an effect. There is cause and effect, and it is the way of the world.
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"So, the village chief agreed?" Su Shui twisted a wet towel for him with a smile. Now that it's mid-June, the noon sun is already very vicious. Although Lin Siyao knew martial arts, the road to the village chief's house wouldn't make him sweat profusely, but Su Shuilin had already developed the habit of twisting a wet face towel for him when he just entered the door.
"Well, he has no reason to disagree. No matter how long the wasteland is left, it will still be wasteland. Why don't you sell it to us." Lin Siyao wiped his face, wiped the towel, and hung it on the drying rack with a wave of his hand. Then he took Su Shuilin and walked to the main room.
"How are you feeling today?" he asked softly.
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"Very good." Su Shuilin heard the words and stroked her slightly protruding lower abdomen.
According to Aunt Lao, the belly of the twins is indeed much bigger than that of the single. In less than four months, the bulge was clearly visible. I don't know what it will be like if it is put on hold before giving birth.
Thinking that the town of Fanhua and the surrounding towns of Qingtian and Luoshui have never had twins, so the mother-in-law and sister-in-law who were not familiar with Su Shuilin but only found it strange, also found an excuse to visit, and followed Aunt Lao, Aunt Tian and others came to take a look from time to time, making Su Shui laugh and cry, how could he become a bird locked in a cage for others to admire.
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On this day, Lin Siyao finally got the title deed of six acres of wasteland from Sun Youmao. I asked Tian Dafu to discuss building a house.
Of course, he decided to build a house for the three of them first.
First of all, Su Shuilin is now preparing for a miscarriage, and she has managed to support her spirits. If the nearby house is far away, she will be troubled all day long, and I am afraid it will disturb her rest again.
Second, Situo also said that in three months at least, they will settle the matter of Fengyao Pavilion and settle down here, so they will build a place for them first, so that they will not have to go to their own house for a whole day at that time.
Therefore, Tian Dafu took him to find the most famous masons in the three nearby towns, and also found a few small workers and carpenters who had not yet picked up the work, including Fang Dasheng, who had made furniture for his own family.
A group of people gathered at Tian Dafu's house to discuss how to build the four-acre courtyard at the westernmost point. Hearing that there are only three people living in such a large house, these people were stunned for a while, and then they guessed that the owner of the house was going to settle here. Otherwise, with only three people, do we need to use four acres of land to build
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"It's better to have a single-family bedroom and study, and a shared hall and kitchen. As for the corner of the open space, you can plant bamboo."
Lin Siyao briefly stated a few conditions that were not considered conditions, and planned to leave first and go home.
As for the rest, it was all left to Tian Dafu. As for the wages, "You can calculate all the materials needed to build a complete courtyard, and report the estimated price to me. Once the start date is set, I will pay you half first. The remaining half will be settled after completion."
After he finished speaking, he nodded towards Tian Dafu, which meant that everything was handed over to him, then left Tian's house and rushed home to make lunch.
"Da... Dafu, is that what the Lin family's family means? The price is up to us? In the end, half of it will be paid before the start of construction, and half of it will be paid when it's finished?"
"Yeah, Dafu, your family and his family are the closest to each other on weekdays, isn't that what he meant?" Rubbing their hands, a few of them couldn't contain their joy, and they calculated how much money they could make.
"You can do it, ah? After all, he is also the master of our family's great treasure. Isn't his family's business my family's business. Get it, hurry up, calculate how many silver taels you need in total, so I can give him a count. Let me state it first, as much as you want, don't play tricks. You all know that he is a martial artist, don't embarrass yourself."
Tian Dafu glanced at everyone and gave a clear and serious warning.
"Oh, let's talk, why are you so serious. Cheng Chengcheng, Dafu, let's do a good job of accounting, we won't overcharge him, but we can't lose money, right? You know, this way of building a house is a big girl. Sitting in a sedan chair, the first time…”
"That's right, Dafu, then you have to tell the Lin family. If we build it in the end, we will lose money. Can we make up for it?"
Among these people, Tian Dafu needless to say, the others, except Fang Dasheng, Wang Shuifa, and Feng Laoliu, who had done wood work for Lin Siyao before, were convinced that Lin Siyao would not lose them. As a plasterer, even if he had heard about Lin Siyao's generosity in hiring, he would inevitably figure out how to make more money.
However, after all, winter and summer are the times when there is the least work, and now that such a big project has finally come, it is not worth it for the lion to open his mouth.
Therefore, after several plasterers have repeatedly summed up, the price quoted is fair in Tian Dafu's view.