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After putting their belongings in place, Lin Qingming and his companions joined the villagers to weed and collect stones, leaving Lin Qingxue to rest in the carriage. That evening, Lin Qingxue and Lin Qingming went to see the village chief. By the time they called it a day, they had cleared 15 acres of land for the house.

It just so happens that the blue bricks and tiles for the Lin family to build their house will be delivered tomorrow, and some of the earthen bricks and tiles needed by other families will also be delivered first. After we build the foundation tomorrow and communicate, we can start building the house.

"Qingxue, Qingming, why are you here? Is there something wrong?" When Village Chief Lin saw his brother's grandchildren coming over, he knew that they must be here to discuss something.

"Uncle, we came here to tell you something. My brothers and I went to the city today to order bricks and tiles for building a house. They will be delivered tomorrow. Do you think we should have the villagers dig out the foundation tomorrow?"

Lin Qingxue was not polite and sat down directly in the seat vacated by Lin Qingchu's wife. She looked at Village Chief Lin with a serious face and said with a smile.

"We need to lay the foundation. What do you mean? Do you want to build your house first?" Village Chief Lin turned his head to look in the direction of Old Man Lin, and whispered to Lin Qingxue, "Qingxue girl, your grandparents have so many grandchildren. Why don't you come to your uncle's house and be his granddaughter?"

Hearing what Village Chief Lin said, Lin Qingming's face changed and he shouted towards his home: "Grandpa, come quickly, my uncle is here to take Qingxue home as his granddaughter again."

Hearing Lin Qingming's words, the nearby villagers came over to watch the fun, while Old Man Lin, who stayed in his own residence, trotted angrily towards the direction of Village Chief Lin. It was hard to tell that he was an old man in his sixties.

"You old thing, you used to fight with me when Qingxue was little. Now that Qingxue is this old, you're still fighting with me. Didn't I scare you when you were little? You're so disrespectful now that you're old..."

Old man Lin shouted while running towards Lin Village with great momentum. His voice was so loud that all the villagers heard it, and many of them started chatting in low voices.

When Lin Qingxue was still young, Village Chief Lin and Old Man Lin snatched her away from each other. Village Chief Lin had only two grandsons and no granddaughter. Seeing that the granddaughter Lin Qingxue from the next room was so cute, he always wanted to snatch her home to be his granddaughter, and he often cooked because of this.

Everyone in the village knows that Old Man Lin and Village Chief Lin are brothers and have a very good relationship, but as long as they are related to Lin Qingxue, they will fall out.

"Hmph!" Village Chief Lin snorted coldly in dissatisfaction. Knowing that he was not in the right, he didn't say anything else.

Village Chief Lin turned to look at Lin Qingxue, his expression relieved, and said with a smile: "Qingxue girl, what do you want the villagers to do?"

"Once the building materials arrive, we'll start building the house. Whose house will be built on? Who will be responsible for eating, or will everyone eat separately?"

Lin Qingxue said this while glancing at the villagers standing around watching the excitement. Although each family had enough food to last for two or three months, that was only if they ate frugally. If they built a house and provided food, then the food would definitely not be enough.

"Let each family eat their own food!" Village Chief Lin thought for a moment and said awkwardly, "Everyone is having a hard time now. Let's just eat our own food. No one will be burdened."

"Then when the time comes, will the land reclaimed by each person belong to him?" Lin Qingxue continued to ask expressionlessly. This matter was very critical and important.

"So what do you mean?" Village Chief Lin asked seriously after hearing Lin Qingxue's words.

"First, the wasteland reclaimed by each family belongs to that family. Second, while we're building the houses, the elders of each family will bring their women and children to reclaim the wasteland. The area of ​​wasteland will be allocated to each family based on the number of people in each family and the area reclaimed. The rest of the family will focus on building the houses during this period. Each family can leave one or two women to cook. Is everyone willing to do this? After all, there is strength in numbers. We are all from the same village. This way, the work will be faster and there will be no loss."

Lin Qingxue came up with this idea, which she had seen on the Internet in her previous life. She felt that although this idea was not very good, it was very practical at the moment.

Village Chief Lin considered the pros and cons of unified land reclamation before speaking, "Let's choose the second one! Qingxue girl, please explain it to us in detail!"

"Just like I said! Let children over eight years old go with their grandparents to open up wasteland. Women can also go and come home to cook when the time comes. Men over eighteen years old will go build houses. The bricks and tiles for the houses have been ordered and a batch will be delivered tomorrow. It's cold here in the winter and the temperature has already started to drop. Everyone should build the houses as soon as possible so that they can move in sooner. Otherwise, it will be difficult to survive the winter."

Lin Qingxue said with a smile that she had just arrived here and she had already felt the horror of the temperature drop. In a few days, she would probably have to take out her thin cotton jacket and wear it.

"Qingxue girl is right. The weather is getting colder."

"It's too cold at night. We have to ask the women at home to take out some thick clothes for us to wear."

"We have to build the house quickly."

"Sister Qingxue has ordered the bricks and tiles. Let's start laying the foundation tomorrow so that we can finish building the house and move in soon."

"Tomorrow we have to send people to the mountains to cut down trees. We'll need wood to make beams, doors and windows."

"Let the carpenter make the doors and windows. We still have to focus on building the house."

"Qingxue is really smart, she is worthy of being the daughter of a scholar."

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After hearing what the villagers said, Lin Qingxue looked at Village Chief Lin and waited for him to make a decision. She was only responsible for giving advice and didn't care about anything else.

"Okay, then let's do as you say. Big brother, you take people to build houses, Dad, you take people to open up wasteland, and second brother, you assist your eldest brother," Village Chief Lin said in a firm tone as if he had made up his mind.

"By the way, all the bricks and tiles for my house will be delivered tomorrow. I want everyone to use the sacks to build my house. During the construction period, I will provide three meals for everyone," Lin Qingxue said with a smile, as if she had thought of something.

This idea suddenly came to her mind. Although Old Man Lin and the others had not discussed it, she believed that everyone would agree with her.

"Okay, then build your house first," Village Chief Lin spoke up and agreed on behalf of everyone without waiting for the villagers to speak.

"Okay, everyone can come to my house for breakfast tomorrow morning," Lin Qingxue smiled, finally getting this thing done.

No one refuted what Village Chief Lin said. Building other people's houses means eating out of one's own family. Building old man Lin's house means not only eating out of their family's family's food, but also eating three meals a day. Naturally, no one would have any objection.

When Lin Qingxue said that she would build a house and provide three meals a day, Old Man Lin and the others heard it, and they had no objection. They were all from the same village and they were not short of food. As long as the house could be built first, they would be willing to provide three meals a day, if not money.