Chapter 198 The sound of knocking on the door
Shui Qing was very satisfied with the purchase of a large number of assets at low prices.
There are a lot of people in the family, and the hills come in handy. No one can have time for the main thing.
Ding Heli was very sad.
When I think about the endless amount of Polygonum multiflorum that needs to be concocted in the future, I wonder why he asked so much!
Since Fan Damu came back today, he mainly sold the fields and moved his family to Fucheng. Now that the fields were sold, his wife, children and mother must also have packed up their belongings at home, so it was better to choose a day and let Fan Jin drive a bullock cart to give them a ride. By the way, I went to Fucheng Yamen today to transfer the ownership of the fields, mountains and forests.
It was impossible to pay twenty-three taels of silver at once, so Shui Qing paid one-third first, signed the contract, and paid the rest after going to the government office to transfer the ownership in the afternoon.
Wanting to get the remaining silver coins quickly, Fan Damu was also very active. He said that now he was the servant of the magistrate of Wu County, and those government officials would definitely give him face. If they went there, they could jump in and get the job done quickly.
It was not peaceful outside, and they were worried that Fan Jin would be unsafe on his way back alone, so Hu Wenhua and Ding Heli also followed him.
Fan Jin first drove an ox cart to Fan Damu's thatched house to help carry things. Hu Wen, Hua Ding and Li were waiting for them at the entrance of the village.
Fan Damu waited until Hu Wenhua, Ding Heli and Li walked away, then gave Fan Jin a serious advice: "Brother Jin, as the old saying goes: if a woman is in charge of the house, the house will collapse!
Your family is having a good life, but you can't let your mother-in-law fail. My eldest brother said this for your own good. "
But he saw that the person who took the money was also Hu Shuiqing!
This shows what? It means that Hu Shuiqing is in charge of all the big and small things in my cousin's family, including money and property.
Fan Jin smiled lightly, looking at his cousin with clear black eyes, and said in a sincere voice: "Brother Damu's sister-in-law can't make the decision at all. Brother Damu is the absolute person who calls the shots."
Fan Damu looked proud, "Of course"
The proud look on his face gradually faded and turned dark.
His cousin is truly a scholar, with a convoluted mind and convoluted speech.
Isn't this a mockery of him being the master of the family, but he ended up being sold into slavery?
It's really a waste of food and salt.
Fan Damu flicked his sleeves angrily and left first.
Fan Jin drove the bullock cart as usual, taking his time and pace.
The weather in July was extremely hot, so Shuiqing boiled a large pot of mung bean soup to relieve heat and soaked it in the spring water. It was perfect to drink coldly after lunch.
I made cool Liangpi for lunch.
Tender cucumber shreds, refreshing mung bean sprouts, crispy peanuts...Finally mixed with homemade chili oil, spicy red, bright and appetizing.
Qin Yilin ate a full bowl!
Ding Jiajia also ate a whole bowl.
Needless to say, others are even worse.
Qin Yilin has become more and more fond of staying here in Shuiqing recently, eating and drinking in the name of preparing medicinal materials. She feels that now she has truly regained her life!
The food was more delicious than what she had eaten at the Ding family in Jinling City before, and she was extremely satisfied.
It is true that life is about eating and drinking. In the past, she always ate pig food.
Even her precious daughter also suffered with her.
Qin Yilin looked at Jianghehu again, hey, it's still too small...
Shui Qing only did the work, and she didn't need to do the subsequent washing and cleaning. Fan Jin was not at home in the afternoon, so she was going to check on Yan Qiuxing's studies.
No matter where you are, don’t slack off in your efforts to improve yourself.
The three little girls cherished the hard-won learning opportunities. They studied very seriously and wrote very diligently.
Especially Fan Zhaodi, a little boy who has learned a lot of basic simple characters in less than a month. Although his handwriting is not as smooth and beautiful as Yan Qiu's, it is still decent.
The little girl is very serious, like a dry sponge, trying hard to absorb water, and like the grass in the cracks of the rocks, trying to grow by grabbing a little sunshine and rain.
Shui Qing was very pleased.
We are not afraid that children will be eager to learn, but we are afraid that children will not learn.
If this hard-working, conscientious and motivated little girl was born into a family in China, how many parents would hold it in their hands as a treasure...
Fan Zhaodi looked at Shui Qing with bright eyes, full of admiration.
She held her booklet obediently and lined up behind her two sisters, waiting for inspection.
Just as Shui Qing reached out to take the brochure handed over by Fan Zhaodi, there was a loud knock on the door of the courtyard.
It's more like banging on the door than knocking on the door.
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, no politeness at all.
The four people in Yan Qiu's room frowned at the same time.
It's a hot afternoon, who would come at this time?
Moreover, such a way of knocking on the door is too impolite, even the villagers of Shanshui Village would not be so unreasonable.
Fan Jiang and Fan He lived close to the courtyard gate. When they heard the banging on the door, they ran to ask, and then Fan He quickly ran to Yan Qiu's house.
Butcher Hu Lingran, Bai Ziqian and others also walked out of the house and looked at the hanging flower door.
Fan Jiang waited for a while before opening the door.
"Auntie, eldest sister, please let me lie down on the bed. Uncle is here!" Fan He, who had just ran into the house, said hurriedly.
As he talked, he urged Fan Zhaodi to lie on the bed and pretend that his leg was still injured.
Yan Qiu and Xing Hui were also in a hurry. One lifted the quilt and the other helped to hold the pillow against the head of the bed.
After spending a month together, eating and drinking together, studying together and working together, I subconsciously included Fan Zhaodi among my own people.
He didn't want her to follow Fan Qian back to take care of the whole family's work, but all she would get was insults.
Fan Jiang opened the door, and two skinny old men followed him in.
"You don't even know how to call your uncle when you see him? You have no manners!" Uncle Huang glared at Fan Jiang and scolded him.
Uncle Huang looked around as soon as he entered the door, and kept making a sound of "tsk tsk".
Fan Jiang stepped aside and looked at his uncle and two uncles.
He had seen them before, but he couldn't remember clearly, and only felt that they looked familiar.
After scolding Fan Jiang, Uncle Huang also began to look around the house.
He was shocked after this look.
There were three bright and spacious main rooms, and two small houses were closely attached to each other on both sides. They were called small houses, but one of them was probably bigger than his main room!
There were three side rooms on the left and right sides, and the three rooms on one side alone were better and bigger than their entire house!
There were five spacious and neat houses in a row as soon as he entered the door. It was strange. With so many houses, if it was in his house, wouldn't each child and grandchild have a separate house to live in?
And there were corridors connecting these houses, so they wouldn't be exposed to the rain when it rained and the sun when it was hot.
Every room is made of blue bricks and gray tiles, and the firewood room is no exception.
Even the ground is paved with rough bricks and bluestone slabs, what a waste of good things.
The houses of these uncles don’t have rough bricks and bluestone slabs to pave the ground, but Fan Jin actually used them to pave the yard!
Uncle Huang’s face sank, and he glanced at Fan He on the side, and put on the dignity of an elder, and said: "Where is your father? Your dear uncle is here, and you don’t let him come out to greet him!"