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

Now Zhao's mother finally found someone to talk to.

Hongmei walked into the house and placed the bamboo basket in front of Zhao's mother. "Sister-in-law Zhao, I heard you weren't feeling well a few days ago, so I came to see you."

Mother Zhao glanced at the handfuls of rotten vegetable leaves in Hongmei's bamboo basket, but didn't say anything out of consideration for the relationship between the two families.

"You're the best. Unlike my second daughter-in-law, who knew her mother-in-law was ill but didn't come to see her, and even fed her for so many years, she's just feeding an ungrateful person."

Hongmei smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. She sat down next to Zhao's mother, patted her hand, and said, "You've been staying at home all these days. Are you aware of a big event that happened in our village?"

Mother Zhao smelled gossip and couldn't wait to ask, "What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

Hongmei didn't keep the secret and said directly to Zhao's mother, "Someone in our village is going to build a brick house. This is the third brick house in our village. I heard it's quite large."

"What? Which family in this remote area of ours can build a brick house?"

Mother Zhao quickly went through all the people in the village in her mind, but she couldn't think of any family that was as wealthy as her own and could build a brick house.

Hongmei didn't give Zhao's mother much time to think before she said in a deep voice, "That person is your second daughter-in-law, Yang Xiuying. What do you think? You didn't expect it, did you?"

Mother Zhao was so surprised when she heard this that she almost dropped her cane. "She wants to build a brick house!"

The eldest daughter-in-law in the inner room heard that Yang Xiuying was going to build a brick house. Her sleepiness was driven away. She dragged her tired body out and said with a sad face, "Do you know why she is in such a hurry to build a brick house?"

She has her eyes on our Guangzong. She doesn't have a son of her own, so she wants him to be her live-in son-in-law. On the surface, it sounds like a nice marriage, but in reality, she's plotting against my precious son."

Mother Zhao clenched the cane in her hand, gritted her teeth, and cursed, "Humph, she has a good plan. If she recruits a son-in-law, she won't have to worry about being eaten up by others. That's why she dared to build such a nice house.

She doesn't have a son, so who would live in such a nice house in the future? Would she just give away the family fortune she earned?

When Tian Guilan thought about her son Baoer becoming Xiuying's son-in-law, her heart ached. Yang Xiuying was cutting her own flesh!

Guangzong, who had gained weight for a few days, was still weak and sore. However, when he heard that Xiuying's family was building a brick house and wanted him to be a son-in-law, he suddenly perked up. However, he was just angry, and walked over with a pale face because he had diarrhea for a few days.

"How can that girl Taohua be worthy of me? I don't want to go to my second aunt's house to be a live-in son-in-law. It's her fault that she wanted to separate from the family and now she regrets it. She knows that the family can't stand up without a man, so she misses me. I won't go. Whoever wants to go can go."

He just looked down on Taohua, that country girl. He was the eldest grandson of the wealthy Zhao family in the village. How could a country girl be worthy of him? The worst match for him would have to be the daughter of a scholar. By the way, there wasn't even a scholar in their village.

As the eldest grandson of the Zhao family, everything in the Zhao family will belong to him in the future. He doesn't want to be a son-in-law and have to look at other people's faces. He will be the head of the family in the future.

Mother Zhao couldn't bear to let her eldest grandson go, so she hurriedly comforted him, "Guangzong, don't worry. Grandma will never let you go to Second Aunt's house to be a live-in son-in-law."

Hongmei seemed to be comforting but was actually fanning the flames. She jokingly said, "Mrs. Zhao, I don't think it's a bad thing for Guangzong to go to Xiuying's house. After all, Xiuying is living a good life now, and Guangzong won't suffer if he goes there."

A sinister glint flashed in Zhao's mother's eyes: "Yang Xiuying, is she worthy of letting my darling grandson become a live-in son-in-law? I'm afraid her wishful thinking will not come true.

Let her be proud for a few days, it won't be long before she'll be begging me in tears!"

The newly built brick house and cultivated forests and fields of Yang Xiuying all belonged to the Zhao family. She was just making wedding dresses for others.

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On the other side, after receiving the news from Aunt Sun, Yang's father rushed over with several of his brothers. He didn't expect that his daughter was really going to build a house. The last time he came, he just thought that his daughter was afraid that he would worry, and she said that to comfort him.

When Father Yang arrived and saw that construction had already begun, he asked in disbelief, "Xiu'er, are you really going to build a new house?"

Aunt Li helped Xiuying answer, "Yes, Xiuying not only wants to build a house, but also a brick and tile house. Not only a brick and tile house, but also a courtyard house!"

Mother Yang wiped her tears, not knowing whether she was shocked or happy: "Mom, come and help you cook."

"We're here to help, too."

"Seeing Xiuying's life getting better and better, we uncles are very happy!"

Xiuying's uncles are all skilled craftsmen at building houses.

Xiuying handed over the finished drawing without hesitation.

"My dear uncles, I have already drawn up the blueprints and want to build a simple courtyard house."

Several uncles nodded repeatedly as they looked at the drawings in their hands.

"Yes, the layout of this house is excellent in terms of feng shui and lighting."

"I didn't realize Xiuying had such a skill."

Aunt Li immediately sent people to help Xiuying's uncles, and everyone went about their business in an orderly manner. Only Yang Qingfeng was left.

"Sister, what do you see me doing?"

Although he couldn't carry anything, he followed his sister when he heard that she was going to build a new house. He also wanted to contribute his own strength to help his sister.

Xiuying naturally couldn't pour cold water on Yang Qingfeng, so she pointed at the chicken coop and said, "We have more than 20 chickens at home. Now there are more than 70 chickens. You should build a bigger chicken coop and build 20 more chicken nests. The hens at home will hatch chicks.

Also, the rabbits that Xiao Laoqi caught last time have given birth. If you build a few more rabbit nests, it won't be long before there are more broods of rabbits. Rabbits have a stronger reproductive capacity than chickens, so we have to build a few more rabbit nests in advance."

Yang Qingfeng was full of confidence after receiving the task. Building chicken coops and rabbit nests were his strong points. He had helped build the nest of the rabbit that Xiao Laoqi caught last time. Thinking of the fragrant rabbit meat and the oily chicken soup, and that his nieces would be able to eat rabbit meat and chicken in the future, he must make the chicken coop and rabbit nests big, warm and sturdy.

Hearing that Yang Qingfeng wanted to build a chicken coop and a rabbit hutch, Yang's mother interrupted and said, "After you finish building the chicken coop and the rabbit hutch, go make the adobe and build the pigpen."

Then Yang's mother said to Xiuying distressedly, "Xiu'er, your uncle's sow has piglets. Your father has already told your uncle to feed them for another month until the piglets grow up a little, and then catch them for you. By then, your house will be finished."