Chapter 121: 121
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When it was more than five in the evening, Qiao Yanran and Yu Jiang went back to Liujia village together.
In the village, the doors of every house were closed, and there was no one on the road.
Qiao Yanran back home, found that the house has been built almost, but the door and window position are still left, is a big hole.
Yu Jiang thought he was dazzled.
He closed his eyes and reopened to find that the spacious house was still there.
Yu Jiang tried to open his mouth and said, "whose house is this?"
"It's our house."
It took Yu Jiang a long time to digest this sentence.
The villages of three townships and five li nearby are very poor. Besides farming, women have no place to make money. They can eat and drink in front of them all the year round.
Let alone build a house.
We are all earthen houses, which collapse in a heavy rain. It should cost a lot of money to build such a house, right?
Yujiang still felt unreal. After a good experience in the room, he pushed the wall hard and felt very solid.
Later Don't worry about the heavy rain any more.
Qiao Yanran walked in with her things and checked them. She felt that they were OK.
She went back to the "dangerous house" in the main hall, removed the windows and doors, and placed them in a new house. She found a few nails and nailed them tightly.
Yu Jiang consciously went back to the dangerous house, ready to carry things.
The expression on his face was stiff for a moment when he saw the dark, musty, smelly sheets and bedding.
The windowsill was covered with thick dust, which looked like it had not been inhabited for a long time.
My wife is very lazy.
Yu Jiang rolled up all the clothes, sheets and bedding scattered on the bed, packed up a big burden and went to the river to wash them.
Qiao Yan Ran is not idle.
She took down the bricks and stones from the old earthen Kang of the dilapidated house and moved them all to a new room. She mixed some mud with them and wiped the seams.
Because the earth Kang will be very damp, Qiao Yanran according to the original owner's memory, set the fire, took the firewood, and burned the whole room warm.
The house has reserved the hole of the chimney, but it's a little big. After Qiao Yanran installed the chimney, she pasted the place around the chimney with mud.
Qiao Yanran moved the daily necessities such as tables, chairs, benches and so on, and left some things that were not commonly used and occupied space in the main room.
After all this, Qiao Yanran was very hungry.
She turned over the rice bowl and noodle bowl, managed to get half a spoonful of millet, washed it, and planned to have porridge tonight.
After a while, Yu Jiang came back with clean clothes.
There is a place for clothes in the yard. Yujiang tried to wring out the sheets and quilt covers and spread them out to dry in the yard.
It's summer. It's hot and windy in the evening. The sheets and clothes are dry after hanging for a while.
Yujiang holding things back, paved the bed, carefully sat to Qiao Yanran side.
He is afraid that Liu Huiqiu will settle the accounts later.
Qiao Yanran looked at Yu Jiang, touched his chin, and suddenly remembered that there was a big pancake in his backpack, which was left after breakfast in the hotel.
"You go and get that pancake out."
Yu Yanran put the bowl in front of the newspaper and took out the bag.
Qiao Yanran broke the pancake into two parts and gave him one.
"Is this for me?"
Yu Jiang looked at her holding the pancake, raised her hand in the air, and asked again.
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When it was more than five in the evening, Qiao Yanran and Yu Jiang went back to Liujia village together.
In the village, the doors of every house were closed, and there was no one on the road.
Qiao Yanran back home, found that the house has been built almost, but the door and window position are still left, is a big hole.
Yu Jiang thought he was dazzled.
He closed his eyes and reopened to find that the spacious house was still there.
Yu Jiang tried to open his mouth and said, "whose house is this?"
"It's our house."
It took Yu Jiang a long time to digest this sentence.
The villages of three townships and five li nearby are very poor. Besides farming, women have no place to make money. They can eat and drink in front of them all the year round.
Let alone build a house.
We are all earthen houses, which collapse in a heavy rain. It should cost a lot of money to build such a house, right?
Yujiang still felt unreal. After a good experience in the room, he pushed the wall hard and felt very solid.
Later Don't worry about the heavy rain any more.
Qiao Yanran walked in with her things and checked them. She felt that they were OK.
She went back to the "dangerous house" in the main hall, removed the windows and doors, and placed them in a new house. She found a few nails and nailed them tightly.
Yu Jiang consciously went back to the dangerous house, ready to carry things.
The expression on his face was stiff for a moment when he saw the dark, musty, smelly sheets and bedding.
The windowsill was covered with thick dust, which looked like it had not been inhabited for a long time.
My wife is very lazy.
Yu Jiang rolled up all the clothes, sheets and bedding scattered on the bed, packed up a big burden and went to the river to wash them.
Qiao Yan Ran is not idle.
She took down the bricks and stones from the old earthen Kang of the dilapidated house and moved them all to a new room. She mixed some mud with them and wiped the seams.
Because the earth Kang will be very damp, Qiao Yanran according to the original owner's memory, set the fire, took the firewood, and burned the whole room warm.
The house has reserved the hole of the chimney, but it's a little big. After Qiao Yanran installed the chimney, she pasted the place around the chimney with mud.
Qiao Yanran moved the daily necessities such as tables, chairs, benches and so on, and left some things that were not commonly used and occupied space in the main room.
After all this, Qiao Yanran was very hungry.
She turned over the rice bowl and noodle bowl, managed to get half a spoonful of millet, washed it, and planned to have porridge tonight.
After a while, Yu Jiang came back with clean clothes.
There is a place for clothes in the yard. Yujiang tried to wring out the sheets and quilt covers and spread them out to dry in the yard.
It's summer. It's hot and windy in the evening. The sheets and clothes are dry after hanging for a while.
Yujiang holding things back, paved the bed, carefully sat to Qiao Yanran side.
He is afraid that Liu Huiqiu will settle the accounts later.
Qiao Yanran looked at Yu Jiang, touched his chin, and suddenly remembered that there was a big pancake in his backpack, which was left after breakfast in the hotel.
"You go and get that pancake out."
Yu Yanran put the bowl in front of the newspaper and took out the bag.
Qiao Yanran broke the pancake into two parts and gave him one.
"Is this for me?"
Yu Jiang looked at her holding the pancake, raised her hand in the air, and asked again.
When it was more than five in the evening, Qiao Yanran and Yu Jiang went back to Liujia village together. In the village, the doors of every house were closed, and there was no one on the road. Qiao Yanran back home, found that the house has been built almost, but the door and window position are still left, is a big hole. Yu Jiang thought he was dazzled. He closed his eyes and reopened to find that the spacious house was still there. Yu Jiang tried to open his mouth and said, "whose house is this?" "It's our house." It took Yu Jiang a long time to digest this sentence. The villages of three townships and five li nearby are very poor. Besides farming, women have no place to make money. They can eat and drink in front of them all the year round. Let alone build a house. We are all earthen houses, which collapse in a heavy rain. It should cost a lot of money to build such a house, right? Yujiang still felt unreal. After a good experience in the room, he pushed the wall hard and felt very solid. Later Don't worry about the heavy rain any more. Qiao Yanran walked in with her things and checked them. She felt that they were OK. She went back to the "dangerous house" in the main hall, removed the windows and doors, and placed them in a new house. She found a few nails and nailed them tightly. Yu Jiang consciously went back to the dangerous house, ready to carry things. The expression on his face was stiff for a moment when he saw the dark, musty, smelly sheets and bedding. The windowsill was covered with thick dust, which looked like it had not been inhabited for a long time. My wife is very lazy. Yu Jiang rolled up all the clothes, sheets and bedding scattered on the bed, packed up a big burden and went to the river to wash them. Qiao Yan Ran is not idle. She took down the bricks and stones from the old earthen Kang of the dilapidated house and moved them all to a new room. She mixed some mud with them and wiped the seams. Because the earth Kang will be very damp, Qiao Yanran according to the original owner's memory, set the fire, took the firewood, and burned the whole room warm. The house has reserved the hole of the chimney, but it's a little big. After Qiao Yanran installed the chimney, she pasted the place around the chimney with mud. Qiao Yanran moved the daily necessities such as tables, chairs, benches and so on, and left some things that were not commonly used and occupied space in the main room. After all this, Qiao Yanran was very hungry. She turned over the rice bowl and noodle bowl, managed to get half a spoonful of millet, washed it, and planned to have porridge tonight. After a while, Yu Jiang came back with clean clothes. There is a place for clothes in the yard. Yujiang tried to wring out the sheets and quilt covers and spread them out to dry in the yard. It's summer. It's hot and windy in the evening. The sheets and clothes are dry after hanging for a while. Yujiang holding things back, paved the bed, carefully sat to Qiao Yanran side. He is afraid that Liu Huiqiu will settle the accounts later. Qiao Yanran looked at Yu Jiang, touched his chin, and suddenly remembered that there was a big pancake in his backpack, which was left after breakfast in the hotel. "You go and get that pancake out." Yu Yanran put the bowl in front of the newspaper and took out the bag. Qiao Yanran broke the pancake into two parts and gave him one. "Is this for me?" Yu Jiang looked at her holding the pancake, raised her hand in the air, and asked again.
