Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Mother Zhao moved her legs, wanting to go to the toilet. "Do you have enough strength in your legs?"

Tian Guilan shifted her feet: "I'll go get you a toilet."

Oh no, my stomach is... burp...

Before she could think about it, Tian Guilan defecated again while standing. Just when she was about to call her husband, she saw Zhao Cunliang snoring on the wooden bed, and no matter how she called him, she couldn't wake him up.

Guangzong stared blankly at the pitch-black darkness outside the house and called out, "Second Uncle!"

This cry scared Zhao's mother and Tian Guilan in the house.

Just when he was about to call his second son Yaozu, he saw Yaozu leaning over and vomiting, spewing all the filth onto the cool bed.

The situation was worse than before. Zhao's mother and Tian Guilan wanted to cry for help, but their throats felt like they were burning and they couldn't make a sound.

……

At dawn the next day, Mrs. Sun took the golden egg and a bamboo basket of rice to Yangliu Town. In addition to exchanging the rice for other things, she also had to inform Yang Kui on behalf of Xiuying that she was going to build a house.

Many villagers came to Xiuying's yard early in the morning. Yesterday, after Xiuying informed Mrs. Sun that she was going to build a house, Mrs. Sun spread the news throughout the village. Some came to care about Xiuying, and some came to help.

After the spring plowing, everyone had some free time again. The Zhao Cunliang family hadn't bothered Xiuying in recent days. Everyone thought it was because she was scared by the second son of the Zhao family.

The enthusiastic village women gathered around

"Xiuying, have you really decided to build a house?"

"Xiuying, have you thought it through? You just built the wooden house not long ago."

"Xiuying, are you planning to build an adobe house?"

"The adobe house is not bad either. Building three of them will be enough for you to live in."

No one expected that Xiuying would build another house so soon. No one can build a house just by saying so. Everyone plans for a year or two before starting construction.

Xiuying answered everyone with a bright smile: "Yes, I have decided to build a house, and it is a brick house, a row house for the girls to live in, a main house, a storeroom, a kitchen, and a small yard.

I designed the courtyard myself and drew the blueprints. This morning, I asked Mrs. Sun to notify my family. Several of my uncles and aunts are craftsmen and should be here by noon. I'd like everyone to lend a hand. I wonder if anyone has time."

Although spring plowing has passed, most families have become idle, but some families still have to take care of the vegetables in the fields, and some families want to reclaim wasteland during the slack season.

Aunt Li and Butcher Li also came

"Xiuying heard from Mrs. Sun yesterday that you were going to build a house, so we came here early in the morning to listen to your arrangements."

"Yeah, we don't know about other things, but you have to come to our house."

Wang Shufen also rushed over

“Sister Xiuying, there is also my family. My family has three laborers who will listen to your orders, and there is also me. Although I am not as strong as them, it is not a problem for me to help cook.”

If there is a problem in the village and the villagers come to help, the host family has to provide a meal. This is an unwritten rule.

Aunt Wu and her granddaughter Wu Yingying also caught up

"Sister Xiuying, count me in. Yingying and I will also help with the cooking."

It takes a lot of people to build a house, and cooking for dozens of people is not an easy task.

Gradually, more and more people joined in. The people in Murakami had received help from Xiuying in the past, so when they heard that something had happened at Xiuying's family, they all rushed over as fast as they could.

"Okay, thank you everyone. Those who want to participate in the house building please register your names here."

Taohua and Shiliu have already set up the writing brushes and ink in the yard, and registered each person who came to sign up to help. After registration, they divided the work.

Looking at the two graceful girls, writing with pens and ink in their hands, they were simply the daughters of wealthy families. No one mentioned the matter of the Zhao family boy marrying into the family again. It was impossible for the Zhao family boy to marry such good girls. Even if Xiuying's family really wanted to recruit a son-in-law, it would not be their turn.

Although the Great Yan Kingdom did not have a rule prohibiting cousins from marrying each other, there was a rumor that cousins who married would be possessed by monsters and give birth to monsters with three heads and six legs.

People of this era had a high reverence for ghosts and gods, and even marriages between cousins were rare since the founding of Dayan.

"Taohua is becoming more and more beautiful. Xiuying is really good at taking care of her!"

"Pomegranate is becoming more and more handsome."

"It's better to read and learn to read. It changes your whole temperament."

Taohua's fair little face gradually turned red, and she secretly glanced at Chen Zexi who was feeding the chickens after mixing the chicken feed.

When Chen Zexi looked up, his eyes met Taohua's. After a moment of hesitation, he quickly looked away.

Xiuying saw that the registration was almost done and cleared her throat. "Everyone who comes to help will be paid 20 cents a day. We will calculate it by the day. When you come every day, first clock in at Taohua and Shiliu. At the end, we will settle the wages based on the number of days you clock in. If someone has something to do and can't come, it doesn't matter. We will still settle according to the number of days you clock in."

A day's work as a porter in the prefectural capital was only twenty wen a day, but helping Xiuying repair the house not only earned twenty wen a day, but the host also provided two meals at noon and in the evening. This was a great opportunity for the villagers after the spring plowing was over, and everyone wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make some money.

Xiuying paid Aunt Li and Wang Shufen thirty cents a day each, and they were responsible for managing the villagers who came to help and assigning tasks, which is modern construction site management.

Firstly, Aunt Li has more authority in the village because of Butcher Li, and Wang Shufen is the eldest daughter-in-law of the village chief. In other words, she has a backer.

Aunt Li and Wang Shufen were both efficient and familiar with the situations of the villagers. They immediately picked out a few families with wheelbarrows from the list to transport bricks and tiles for building houses. Together with Xiuying's two ox carts and three donkeys, they could finish the work in a day with a few more trips.

The two men listed the villagers who were assigned to dig foundations, transport stones and wood. The villagers who were assigned the work were full of enthusiasm, as the work included two meals and twenty cents a day.

The remaining women, including Aunt Li, formed a team of five people to prepare lunch and dinner.

Most of the villagers had helped build the house, and after receiving their assigned tasks, they all got busy.

After the spring plowing, Futian Village became lively again. Two families in the village built brick houses, and Xiuying became the third family in the village to build a brick house.

Some people are happy for Xiuying, while others are jealous.

Zhou Dazhu's daughter-in-law Hongmei walked into Zhao's mother's yard with a bamboo basket in her hand.

"Sister-in-law Zhao, are you home?"

Mother Zhao was sitting in the house with a cane in her hand. She had diarrhea and her legs and feet were gradually becoming unsteady. She heard a familiar voice in the yard shouting,

"It's Hongmei. I'm in the main room. Come in and sit down."

Zhao's mother and Hongmei's families are relatives. These days, everyone in the family is weak and lying in bed. Although Zhao's mother is in better spirits, her legs and feet are not very flexible, and there is no one to talk to. The daughter-in-law goes back to the room to sleep after cooking every day, as if she has endless sleep.