The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

"Dad, little daddy, Xing'er invites you to his house for a simple meal tonight, you must not refuse to go! Otherwise, how can I explain to Xing'er?"

While putting down the backpack on his back, Shu Ge'er explained the whole story of why Ye Fanxing invited his family to dinner.

Qian Lizheng tapped his pipe and said, "Why is this kid so polite! If anyone wants to go, Xiaoshu and Xiangwen should go. Your little daddy and I won't go. We are too old to join in the fun."

Shu Ge'er immediately retorted: "Xing Ge'er said that no one in our family can be left behind. Little Daddy, let's go first so that we can help out when the time comes."

After saying that, Shu Geer took Jiang Ying out. Jiang Ying turned around and asked, "Dad, what do you think?"

"Let's go, let's all go. It's a good opportunity to ask Song Xiaozi how his leg is doing, and also talk about the repairs tomorrow."

About a quarter of an hour later, Qian Lizheng and his family arrived at the Song family. Shu Geer stood outside the door and shouted, "Xing Geer, I lived up to your trust. I brought my father and little daddy with me."

Ye Fanxing was worried that tonight's meal would be like the "wonton soup" she made that day, so on the way home, she spent 10 Xiangbo points and exchanged today's recipe from 2587.

Seeing that his points had dropped to single digits, Ye Fanxing sighed helplessly.

Points are equal to money, easy to spend but hard to earn!!!

When I got home, I simply sorted the bamboo fungus and other mushrooms I had picked, and then started preparing tonight's meal in the kitchen. Then I heard Shu Ge'er's call, and I hurried out of the kitchen, and saw Qian Lizheng and his husband Jiang Ying.

When he came to Daliusi Village, Ye Fanxing could clearly feel that not only Ye Yushan's family, but also Qian Lizheng's family took good care of him. So when he ran to open the door, his eyes became red unconsciously.

Looking at Shu Ge'er beside his parents, he was very envious. He had never been loved by his parents, even though he had lived two lives...

"Uncle Lizheng, Auntie, please come in!"

Jiang Ying saw Ye Fanxing's slightly red eyes and hurriedly walked up to him, gently patting his back and comforting him softly.

"Xing Ge'er, everything is in the past, we must look forward to the future!"

Qian Lizheng said: "Yes, listen to your uncle and look forward."

When Ye Fanxing heard Qian Lizheng say "look forward" in a serious tone, he couldn't help but think of his senior brother from the Northeast's twisted theories.

Look at the money, look for big profits!!!

...But the money before was not that much, and the thickness after will not be that much!

Jiang Ying saw that Ye Fanxing was a little dazed by Qian Lizheng's words, so she reached out and twisted Qian Lizheng's lower back.

"hiss……"

Qian Lizheng touched his lower back and looked at Jiang Ying with confusion, not understanding what he had done wrong.

Qian Lizheng's hissing sound made Ye Fanxing quickly collect her thoughts and said, "Yes, yes, listen to your uncle, don't stand here, come in and sit down!"

Ye Fanxing brought the Lizheng family to the main hall, her eyes fell on Song Haoming, and she opened her mouth awkwardly: "Um...Husband, you stay with the Lizheng uncle, aunt and the others, I'll go make dinner!"

When Jiang Ying heard this, he quickly stood up and said, "Xing Ge'er, I'll go help!"

"No need, Auntie, you are a distinguished guest, take a rest!"

"Brother Shu, please go and invite Brother Yushan and Brother Zao over, and bring my little Nan back as well."

Seeing that Brother Yushan and Brother Zao had not arrived yet, Ye Fanxing was afraid that they would not come, so she gave Brother Shu a warning before leaving.

Shu Ge'er immediately stood up and said, "Okay, Xing Ge'er, I'll go right away!"

Seeing Jiang Ying about to stand up again, Ye Fanxing quickly pushed him down on the chair: "Uncle, there are me, Zao Ge'er, and Shu Ge'er in the kitchen, so we don't need you. Go take a rest!"

Jiang Ying stopped moving after hearing that, with a hint of joy on her face: "Okay, okay, then I'll listen to Brother Xing, and go do your thing!"

When he arrived in the kitchen, Ye Fanxing prepared five dishes and one soup, a total of six dishes, symbolizing good luck and fortune. He hoped that every day in the future would go smoothly!

Inside the main hall, Qian Lizheng recounted in detail the incident of the robbery at Song Haoming's house, and also asked about the results of the treatment for his leg.

Upon hearing that there was a 90% chance that Song Haoming's leg would recover to normal, Qian Lizheng finally showed a smile on his dark face.

After a few more words, Song Haoming thought about the mules, chickens and ducks at home, as well as the dilapidated courtyard wall, and suggested:

"By the way, Uncle Qian, I want to repair the courtyard wall and make it higher. Do I need to find some people?"

"You want to build a wall?"

Qian Lizheng glanced at Song Haoming and felt that the idea of ​​building the wall was instigated by Xing Ge'er. He was not in a position to bring it up, so he asked Song to do it.

Qian Lizheng was worried. When Xing Ge'er bought the mule cart, he said there was still about 25 taels left. This kid Song's leg was able to recover 90%, so he must have consulted a famous doctor. It must have cost a lot of money.

I don’t know how much money they have left now, otherwise in the end, the work will be done but there will be no money to pay the workers and materials.

He was the one who took the lead in this matter. Won't he be blamed to death by the people working on it?

However, compared to turning the soil, building a wall was more acceptable to him.

After all, their family now has a mule cart and food. Among the three people in the family, except for the younger and injured one, the only good one is the brother. A higher wall can also provide some safety guarantee.

"Ahem...um...I have something to say, shall I?"

"Uncle, tell me."

"Song boy, you have been repairing the house and mule shed, turning the soil, and now you want to build a wall. Do you have enough money?"

"If there is a shortage, don't let Xingge toss around and turn the soil to grow vegetables..."

Song Haoming knew that Qian Lizheng was thinking about this for his own good. On the way home from the town, he had heard Ye Fanxing talk about growing vegetables many times, so Xingge had to continue to work on plowing the soil.

"Since uncle said so, I will also be honest with you. I still have about 2 taels and 8 coins of silver in my hand. I wonder if it is enough for these jobs."

Qian Lizheng thought about it for a while. Each person gets thirteen coins a day. Ten people get one hundred and thirty coins a day. Ten days get one thousand three hundred coins, which is one ounce and three cents. The remaining one ounce and five cents is enough to build a stone-soil wall...

After thinking it over, Qian Lizheng nodded and said, "That's enough. We won't need that much. If we build a wall entirely of earth, it won't cost much."

"How high do you want to make it? What kind of building will it look like?"

"I plan to build the courtyard wall to a height of about seven feet. I just need to repair the original earthen wall and make it higher. There is no need to tear it down and build a new one."

Song Haoming had thought about building a better and taller wall, but his house had already been dilapidated. Was he going to build such a nice wall just to show off?