Transformed into Little Fubao, known as the Little Expert in Pitfalls

Then, Wang Yitong put on a half-smile and said, "You two have a good understanding. How about you both be dumb or... do you want me to set up a stage for you two to perform well?

Yingbao and Ye Tianyong quickly refused, shaking their heads like rattles.

It should be said that even a rattle can’t compare to it.

Afterwards, the mother said that the father and daughter had done a shoddy job and asked them to stop folding the quilts, so as to avoid being laughed at by someone who came over!

Yingbao: “…”

Ye Tianyong: "..."

The two were relatively speechless.

That's right. Compared with the quilt folded neatly by her mother, which was like a block of tofu, the one she and her father folded was just tofu dregs. There was no comparison at all.

One-sidedly crushed!

After ten minutes,

When Yingbao finished washing up, grandma, mother, and aunt were already busy in the kitchen. There were more than 20 people building the house, including Daddy Ye Tianyong's friend and Hu Zi's father who was a good friend from the same village...

My mother and her friends made a big pot of stew with cabbage, radish, potato, vermicelli, sweet potato, and some pork slices.

Then, I steamed a lot of rice and multi-grain buns.

Because you hire people to work for you, you can't not provide them with food. Not only do you have to provide them with food, but you also have to make sure they have enough to eat.

After all, who will have the energy to work for you if they are hungry?

If something unexpected happens along the way, wouldn't that be a loss of the big picture?

Although we are the host and have paid them, we don't have to provide meals and let them go home to eat by themselves, but just think about it, you can imagine how much time it would take to go back and forth.

Seeing that there was nothing Wang Yitong could do to help, Yingbao left the kitchen and went to the area where her father Ye Tianyong was building a house.

It wasn't the one she collapsed. My mother told me that it was at the end of the village. My grandfather bought it when he had money. He said he would renovate it later and leave it for future generations.

who ever thought,

Sometimes, some things really can't wait.

Because if you wait too long the daylily will get cold!

What should I do if I have no money?

Yingbao: “…”

I asked my mother naively, "Since we are so poor, why doesn't grandpa sell it?"

Wang Yitong thought for a while and said, "It's probably because your grandfather sold off too many things to find a place for his hometown. He couldn't bear to part with the only thing he left for his descendants, and he didn't want to sell it anymore. It was a hassle."

Ugh!

As Yingbao was thinking, he walked to the end of the village, looked around, and walked a little.

The land that grandpa bought before is much larger than the adobe house they live in now.

Then she won't have to live together with her parents anymore.

Great.

Finally, I don’t have to be a third wheel anymore.

You can have an independent private space, made of blue bricks. It’s so beautiful just thinking about it.

She may have stayed in the village for a long time and was assimilated.

It may also be that he has lived in a mud house for a long time and suddenly found out that he would live in a blue brick house in the future, and he cried with joy.

Having been away from the modern world for so long, she could hardly remember how comfortable it was to live in a villa.

"Yingbao, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?" Ye Tianyong was concentrating on his work and did not notice Yingbao.

It was his friend who came back from the toilet and saw it and informed him.

"Daddy, I'm not crying. I'm just so happy that the wind and sand have squinted my eyes."

"Ao... Yingbao, you should go back quickly. It's windy outside. It will look ugly if your eyes get red." Ye Tianyong said with concern.