What a sin! The most handsome lazy man in the village married a crazy woman.

When Ye Tang and his three companions arrived at Qingquan Village in a ox cart, it was almost noon. As soon as they entered the village, they met several villagers who were going to work in the fields.

"Isn't this Ye Peng? Your daughter just came home, why are you here?"

Ye Peng was a little unhappy when he heard this: "Can't you come?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Ye Tang smiled and said, "I have something to do here, so my dad and brother are coming to help."

The villagers just said hello casually, without asking too many questions, and hurried to work in the fields.

The ox cart slowly drove towards the Xiao family's old house.

The road leading to the old house is quite wide, but a bit sloped. It was a little difficult for the ox cart to climb the slope. After going up the slope, the road became wider. After walking for a while, we arrived at the old house. Two hundred meters to the right of the old house is the home of Master Xiao Wu.

Wang Chenggong and Ye Tang agreed to come over today, so as soon as the day came he gathered eight or nine people and came to the old house, but it turned out that there was no one there.

Fortunately, Master Xiao Wu knew that he would come in advance, so he asked Xiao Tiechui to open the door and invited them to go into the house and sit down first.

Only then did Wang Chenggong realize that Ye Tang and Xiao Jingxuan had not returned yet.

This was the first time he had seen a girl return to her parents' home and stay for two days.

However, this is not so strange when it comes to Ye Tang and Xiao Jingxuan.

When Ye Tang and the other three came in, Wang Chenggong was already getting a little impatient.

"Uncle Wang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Ye Tang looked apologetic.

Wang Chenggong smiled and said, "I thought you guys changed your mind and decided not to build the house!"

"Cover it, must cover it!" Ye Tang said.

Ye Peng walked up to Wang Chenggong and greeted him. Wang Chenggong had been to Wenggang Village to build a house, and they had met many times and were quite familiar with each other.

While they were chatting, Ye Tang said something to Xiao Jingxuan and Xiao Tiechui, went to the room to get out the drawings that had been prepared long ago, and handed them to Wang Chenggong to see.

Just one glance and Wang Chenggong was shocked.

"Did you draw this?"

Ye Pingan came over to take a look and was also surprised: "Sister, when did your handwriting become so good? These pictures are also well drawn."

He and his sister had never been to school, but they were literate. Their father taught them, and their father learned to read from their mother, who learned from their grandmother. It was said that their grandmother was a talented woman.

Although he and his sister can read, they don't know many words, and their handwriting is not good, let alone drawing. But today, every stroke of the words and paintings on this drawing is smooth, the shapes of the characters are upright and staggered, and the thickness of the lines varies significantly. It is many times better than his sister's previous writings and paintings.

He doesn't understand calligraphy, but his sister's calligraphy is really good.

Ye Tang smiled and said, "Practice, where you can't see me, I practice secretly, I will teach you when I have time."

Ye Pingan shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I don't want to learn. I'm not cut out for study."

"You don't need to take the science test, but you have to be able to read."

After Wang Chenggong appreciated the blueprint, he was full of praise: "This picture is really well drawn, and the design of this house is also quite innovative. Great, this is really a great job for me!"

He originally thought that Ye Tang just wanted to build a small brick and tile house, but he didn't expect that her idea was so comprehensive.

The house in the blueprint is twice as big as the current old house. In addition, other things are planned around the house, including a toilet, a pig pen, a cow pen, a chicken and duck shed, a cellar, and a small pavilion. She also wants to dig a pond and a well, lay a flat land for drying grain, and a two-meter-high wall. She will put ceramic fragments on the wall to prevent thieves from climbing over the wall and entering the yard...

The farmhouse courtyard on the drawing is extremely perfect. There is no such beautiful house in Qingquan Village. This is not the house where country folk live. If you don’t know, you would think that some wealthy family wants to live in seclusion here!

Ye Tang really dares to think and do.

"Uncle Wang, can you build it?" Ye Tang asked.

Since we are going to build a house, we should complete it all at once. If we don’t have enough money, we can earn more later.

Wang Chenggong looked at the blueprint and said, "Of course it can be built, but it will take a lot of money. You..."

Ye Tang: "I will find a way to deal with the money myself, and I will never delay paying Uncle Wang's wages."

With this assurance, Wang Chenggong was completely relieved and stopped asking questions: "In that case, we will start work today."

There is a residential plot next to the old house. It was bought a long time ago when Xiao Jianan was still alive, but it has never been used. Now it can be used.

In addition to using this residential land, some parts of the old house will be demolished and rebuilt, which will not affect Ye Tang's vegetable field. The dilapidated sheds in the yard will all be demolished, and only three rooms will be left in the old house for the time being. During the period of building the house, Ye Tang and Xiao Jingxuan will live in those three rooms.

Ye Peng was so excited about building a house for his daughter that he rolled up his sleeves and got to work without Wang Chenggong saying anything. He led Ye Ping'an to clean up the debris, burning and throwing away those that were not needed, and temporarily giving those that were needed to Master Xiao Wu.

While it was still early, Ye Tang went to plant the seedlings.

Upon learning that construction had begun at the old house, Old Mrs. Zeng brought her daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law over to deliver some vegetables grown at home, including beans, cabbages, and small melons.

"Fifth sister-in-law, thank you all for coming to help. Call all the children over later and have dinner with me. This is the opening dinner, and none of you can be absent." Ye Tang invited earnestly.

Seeing how enthusiastic she was, Old Mrs. Zeng did not hesitate to offer any advice. She told a granddaughter-in-law to bring all the children over, and told the other people in the family to come and help if they needed to, and to eat if they needed to.

Why are there three tables of people here today? Ye Tang borrowed a large steamer from Xiao Tiechui to steam rice.

The steamed bun was full of white rice, which made old Mrs. Zeng feel so painful.

"Just drink some porridge. Why did you make so much white rice? You're eating a whole month's worth of food in one meal."

"Ouch, you put too much oil. Just apply a little bit. You put a tablespoon."

"Oh my God! You're going to cook such a big piece of meat, you little spendthrift. Be economical, be economical."

Old Mrs. Zeng is used to being frugal, so she can't believe Ye Tang is so generous.

Ye Tang didn't think she was nagging. He coaxed her in a gentle voice and brought the old lady into the house to rest.

"Just rest here and wait for the meal. Today I will let you taste my cooking skills."

Mrs. Zeng still felt it was a bit wasteful and was afraid that she would go bankrupt: "You should be more frugal and make less."

Ye Tang agreed verbally, but he didn't think so in his heart. The dinner before work must be delicious and lively.

Old Mrs. Zeng told her daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law not to be lazy and to help Ye Tang with cooking.

The kitchen was bustling with activity. Ye Tang was in charge of the cooking while the others helped out, some washing vegetables and some making fire.

The people outside were busy and sweating, and the sweat beads were shining brightly under the scorching sun.