Chapter 387 387. Moving!
Song Tan knows very well about contemporary young people:
“They have to drive here from the city, so they can’t leave too early with their children.”
Ulan:…
She got stuck.
Then he asked: "Can't get there at seven or eight o'clock? What experience do they have in harvesting rice? Yesterday I asked for help, but they sent me a message at 5:00 in the morning saying they were going to the fields..."
It’s hot in summer, so farmers go to work in the fields at five o’clock and come back after nine or ten o’clock. I didn't go to the ground until three or four o'clock in the afternoon.
When it’s the hottest time of summer vacation, I can’t wait to start at six o’clock!
So Ulan couldn’t understand these people—just bringing their children to harvest rice made her want to leave.
At the same time, he complained: "You had to invite more than 30 people earlier, who else should we invite?"
Song Tan also laughed: "Mom, what are you thinking? With more than 30 people working all morning, it's a big deal if they can cut even one piece of land - don't expect it."
“I invited them here just to let them eat, drink, have fun, and buy some things.”
Ulan:…
“You are the only one who knows how to do business—don’t be too stingy. Otherwise, how will your classmates say you?”
"Know."
At this moment, Wu Lan also remembered something: "By the way, your aunt called last night and said that your cousin is coming to cut rice for us today - we can't count on his little effort, Quan It’s for training.”
Speaking of this, Wulan still sighed a little: "Tantan, your aunt was very good to us when you were a child. Qiaoqiao was still young at that time, and it was not easy for us. Your grandma and grandpa helped us in private, but she never said anything. …”
Nowadays, many people believe that parents’ money should be divided equally between children and children... But in the village, especially those of Ulan’s generation, what matters is the water thrown away by the married daughter.
Daughters do not share in the family property, but they do not have to provide for themselves in old age. Correspondingly, parents subsidize privately, harming the interests of their sons and daughters-in-law.
My aunt not only took the initiative to provide supplements, but also often borrowed money to make ends meet. She even let Leilei come to the house because of the harmony she brought with her. Not to mention working for a year, Wu Lan did nothing. All willing.
"That's it, Leilei comes to work. If he doesn't do well, you can endure it for a year, just to temper his temper."
Ulan said this because he wanted to prepare Song Tan mentally in advance.
However, Song Tan laughed: "Mom, what are you talking about?"
“Brother Wu Lei came to help me, I couldn’t ask for more. No matter what he said, he is still a young man. It is not easy to hire a strong laborer for two to three thousand yuan nowadays.”
Zhang Yanping, on the other hand, was packing his chargers and toiletries, and was unhappy when he heard this:
“How come he only gets a salary of two to three thousand? How long did it take me to work with you before you gave me 2,500?”
It was not there from the beginning. At first, this crazy person was only willing to give me 1,500!
Song Tan laughed and said, "Brother Wu Lei is going to the fields to cut rice. This is a labor reform... Are you going too?"
Zhang Yanping suddenly stopped all activities—
Just 500 yuan? I'm crazy.
…
So, early in the morning, Song Sancheng went up the mountain to get off the tricycle. He saw that there wasn't much stuff, but in fact he still made three trips before moving all the cups, teapots, boilers, buckets and the like.
But everyone is relaxed. With laptops and tablets in their arms, and various chargers in their hands, it’s time to move to a new home!
Going onto the main road, turning into a fork in the road, bypassing the bamboo forest...in front of you is an open space paved with cement.
There is construction waste underneath, and you can’t grow anything, so you might as well make use of it. On the other hand, there are hills on both sides. Trees, shrubs and small flowers of various colors are crowded together. It does not feel empty at all. Instead, the leaves are rustling, making it look particularly prosperous.
Zhang Yanping was first satisfied: “It’s so convenient to park here!”
"It's not just that!" Song Sancheng also said cheerfully: "Look, there is a large pool and faucet next to it. We can wash it clean when we turn around, and the dried rice and vegetables can be dried here... How good! No need to squeeze into the yard. "
Song Tan is also very satisfied—when the peaches are ripe, they can be sorted and packaged in front of the door!
Everyone had witnessed the new house being built with their own eyes, and everything looked good at this moment. They even stared at the open space for a long time, then studied the wild flowers on both sides, and then looked at the low courtyard wall.
The courtyard wall is not high. The popular courtyard walls in the village are one or two meters high. However, the courtyard wall of the new house in front of us is only more than one meter high. Coupled with the decorative door of the same height, it is purely for aesthetic purposes.
Song Sancheng did not agree with this point at first.
He felt that it would be more reliable to build it higher and insert more glass stubble and iron nails on top.
But Zhao Fangyuan had different opinions on building too many villas like this, so he patiently persuaded:
"Uncle, what we are saying is that this courtyard wall protects gentlemen but not villains. Even if you build it more than three meters high, if he wants to come in, he can still carry the ladder. On the contrary, if it is high, it will affect the view in the courtyard and turn the entire space into a It has to be suppressed, it’s better to just build something short like this.”
Mainly it is convenient to check what is drying outside.
“If you want protection, plant your golden cherry blossoms in the ground. They are beautiful and have many thorns. You can also plant wolfberries and thornberries in the middle... They are beautiful, thorny and can be eaten. How wonderful!”
"What's more, don't you have two side buildings on both sides of your house? Why do you need such a high courtyard wall?"
“There are not many places with courtyard walls.”
This is true.
Building a house in the village cannot be compared with a villa, especially the seventh cousin's big kitchen. Can you cook food for twenty or thirty people in the main house?
Don’t think about it, any range hood won’t work.
It has to be in a separate place.
What's more, when the time comes to hire people to work, people will come and go, safety is not mentioned for the moment, and there needs to be a spacious hall for eating, which is just connected to the kitchen.
On the other side, there are too many people. Can’t there be two more toilets? There are a lot of things stored in the village, and an extra room has been opened to store things...
After calculation, there is indeed no place that requires the protection of a courtyard wall alone. It's just a few meters on either side of the door, so just let your vision go.
Song Sancheng was convinced at that time.
Everyone unscrewed the door lock and walked into the yard. They saw that the yard was also flat and neat, and the flower beds were empty. It was too hot in June and July and there was no time to plant anything.
But the house is brand new.
Snow-white walls, dark gray roof, and floor-to-ceiling windows that remain transparent and bright but do not completely occupy the entire wall...
Zhang Yanping couldn't help but have deep envy in his eyes: "A house like this... Wow, how comfortable it must be to live here."
“Who says it’s not?”
The longing in Xin Jun's eyes was about to flow out - he decided that when he returned to his hometown, he would save money to build such a house!
Only Qiaoqiao didn’t think about anything. She just rushed up the steps happily and opened the door——
“Wow! The room is so big! It’s so bright!”
I just posted the easter egg stamp of the house (from a certain red book). Let’s take a look with your imagination...
(End of this chapter)