The three long-term workers were all crying, and they were still hugging and crying together. The movement was not small, and the villagers in Qili Village all looked over.
Zhou Dalang saw that his younger brothers and sisters were all around, he was afraid that they would bully others, so he hurried forward, lowered his voice and asked Zhou Zhoulang, "Are you bullying others?"
Zhou Zhoulang: "... We are obviously helping them, okay! How can we be such a good person to bully others?"
Bai Shanbao hated it so much, he said: "Okay, don't cry, isn't it a daughter-in-law? You work hard, and when we earn a lot of money in the autumn harvest next year, I will give you a big red envelope, and then you can marry a daughter-in-law."
The three of them are still depressed, they don't think that a big red envelope can marry a wife, and most importantly, they don't think that the three little masters can make a lot of money.
Mr. Bai gave such a piece of land to mess around with three children, and if he doesn't lose money next year, he will already be burning high incense.
Man Bao said: "You guys like to be cleaner, haven't we already decided to build a mud house here? In the future, the house will be given to you."
The three of them are in better spirits.
Bai Erlang was about to open his mouth to give the land away again, but Zhou Wulang quickly covered his mouth with his eyes, he was such a stupid fat man, can this be given away
Man Bao made a plan for them, "You save all the monthly money, and when the farming is slack, you can find a piece of unoccupied land to open up wasteland with a hoe, and plant the opened land for a few years, and the land will be yours. By then, you will have land, a house, and money, and you won’t be able to marry a wife?”
Bai Shanbao nodded, "One must have ambition."
Sanchanggong was refreshed and full of hope, feeling that Manbao had planned well for them.
Seeing that they were persuaded, Man Bao said: "Then let's start with the simplest one. In the evening, you wash your hair, face, hands and feet carefully, and then put on clean clothes..."
After they were arranged, Man Bao let out a long sigh of relief.
Bai Shanbao looked at her incomprehensibly, "Why are you bothering so much?"
"They are our people, we have to take care of them."
Bai Shanbao thought of his grandmother's advice before leaving the house this morning, so he didn't say anything else.
Bai Erlang finally broke free from Zhou Wulang's clutches, and said angrily, "Why don't you let me talk?"
"I'm doing it for your own good, so that you won't be beaten by your father when you go back at night."
Bai Shanbao immediately diverted his attention, and couldn't help but say to him, "There are so many people in this world who can't get married, do you give land and houses to each of them?"
"Of course it's impossible," Bai Erlang said angrily, "The other person is not my parent's worker, why should I give him land and a house?"
Wu Wulang was thoughtful when he heard the words, "Does your family still need a permanent worker now? Look at me, I work very quickly."
Man Bao immediately said: "My sixth brother is also good, he didn't marry a wife."
Shirajiro: ...
Bai Shanbao couldn't help laughing out loud, very happy.
Because Man Bao said that he would give them the completed mud house, after the three long-term workers discussed it, they approached him with a blushing face and asked in a low voice if they could build the three mud houses separately. No, we can't live together.
Man Bao thought it made sense, and agreed with a wave of his little hand.
Bai Zhuangtou glanced at Bai Shanbao and saw that he had no objection, so he went down to make arrangements.
People in the country like to build houses in winter, because there are so many people in the slack season, and the work is very fast.
Choose a fairly flat place, clear up the weeds, and then dig the foundation, and you can build a mud house in only three to five days.
Because the foot of this barren mountain in Zhou Lang is full of rocks, the three mud houses are separated by a considerable distance.
There is no way, the chicken shed was built before, and the surrounding areas that are fairly flat are surrounded by fences.
They don't want to live with chickens very much, so they choose places outside the fence.
After the house is built, use a torch to dry the inside to get rid of the moisture, and then you can move in. At the same time, the land for planting fruit trees on the mountain has also been cleared.
Xiaoqian also helped to complete the chicken coop and fences, and Zhou Yilang also kindly provided them with a trough for feeding chickens.
In addition, there are sinks for feeding chickens, various tools for cleaning the chicken coop, etc.
From Zhou Zhoulang's point of view, these tools can be easily made, so it doesn't take much trouble, but from Bai Zhuangtou's point of view, these tools can save him a lot of effort and money.
In addition, Zhou Dalang gave him advice on the farming season in Qili Village from time to time, which made Bai Zhuangtou's sense of the old Zhou's family even better.
Seeing this, Mrs. Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and when she thought about seeing the three children again, she realized that they hadn't been to the field for several days, and they didn't ask about the affairs of the field.
She couldn't help asking Daji to ask, "What are they busy with these days?"
"Examination." Daji reminded: "The school is about to be closed."
Only then did Liu realize that it was almost the Chinese New Year, "How is the young master doing?"
"It should be pretty good, I think Mr. Zhuang looks pretty good."
Liu Shi felt relieved.
But at this time, Mr. Zhuang's complexion was not good. Many parents and guests were welcomed in his small courtyard today.
Man Bao crowded outside the door with a large group of classmates, secretly looking into the yard.
Someone whispered: "It's your father..."
"Guan San, your grandfather is here too."
"Even the head of the village has come, it seems that we really can't study."
"Guan San, is your family also short of money?"
The Guan San who was asked didn't speak. He was tall and old. Unlike Man Bao and the others who were at the bottom, he was at the top.
Mr. Zhuang saw that a group of parents didn't speak, and their eyes drifted to the back from time to time, so he knew what they were worried about.
Mr. Zhuang coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Go back to school soon, do you want me to punish you for writing big characters?"
A group of teenagers and children dispersed in an instant. Everyone rushed back to the classroom, but they couldn't calm down.
Zhou Bin, the son of the village head, got up first and asked Guan San, who was the same age as him, "Your grandfather is also here, and he won't let you study?"
Guan San said depressedly: "My grandfather said he found me a job in the city and asked me to go to the city to work."
"What job?"
"Apprentice to the cashier."
Many students became envious, "Then you will be an accountant in the future?"
Guan San said sullenly: "I don't want to be an accountant, I want to be a secretary in the county government."
Zhou Bin enviously said: "It's not bad that you can find an apprentice job in the counting house now. My grandfather also asked me to be an apprentice, but when I asked after autumn, they didn't accept it. They said that business was not good this year. , the owner is not willing to support one more person."
"Originally we were supposed to study for another two years, but now we're going out." Crowded and discussing were teenagers who were about the same age as Zhou Bin.
But there were also many children around the same age as Bai Shanbao. They were even more disappointed and almost cried out, "You guys have read a few years longer than us, and we just finished reading "The Analects of Confucius."
The rest of Bai Erlang, Bai Shanbao and Man Bao looked at the crowd in bewilderment. They only found out that something was wrong when they came to the school early this morning. Until now, they still don't know exactly what happened, how did they pass in one night, The students will not be able to go to school.