"I'm in a hurry, it's almost 21st after the New Year!" Yang Huazhong said.

"The elder brother and the younger brother of your aunt's family, Fourteen, your aunt has dropped the word with your mother right now, and asked her to help keep an eye on it from now on, and there must be a suitable girl to keep an eye on first.

, as long as the two brothers turn sixteen, they have to talk about getting married immediately. There are only two years in between. But look at Xiao An's unhurried and unhurried look. I'm afraid he will be like that for twenty years. I can't

Be anxious!"

Changping Village. Yang Ruoqing smiled and waved her hand: "Dad, just worry about it. Okay, okay, let's not talk about Xiao An's matter for now. Keep this banknote and go back to settle the wages for the craftsmen in our village."

Yang Huazhong collected the banknote and said to Yang Ruoqing: "The team of craftsmen in our village were busy building the Guanyin Temple at first. The bridges and roads were still there, and your father's house was not built. I was thinking about it.

Don't go tell Yongxian and ask him to bring back the team of craftsmen he brought back before, and then repair the roads and bridges? Where's the money, I'll pay for it, don't let Yongxian go out, he is like this now

It seems like he doesn’t have the energy to build bridges and pave roads for the villagers.”

"What do you think about transferring the freed craftsman team to build your father's house?"

Yang Ruoqing thought about it for a moment, "That's okay. The wages are the same anyway. The craftsman Baotou that the eldest brother found before took the money and ran away. The remaining craftsmen are still making trouble. They want to ask the eldest brother for wages, but dad keeps blocking them.

Now, it’s okay for dad to go get some people back, and the wages will be taken care of later.”

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Sure, then I'll go talk to Yongxian, Qing'er, you can come too."

Old Yangtou and Yang Yongxian have been living in Yang Huazhong's house since the house at the entrance of the village burned down.

Yang Yongxian has been recovering from his injuries and will be able to go to the field in the next two days.

The two of them didn't say they wanted to change places, and Yang Huazhong accepted them silently. This was not because Yang Huazhong was a weakling, but because he knew very well that the house at the entrance of the village was burned down by him.

I don't know more than three people.

So before the new house was built, he was willing to take in the grandson.

Yang Yongxian sat on the bed. After the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather was getting hotter. He put a thin blanket on his legs. On the blanket was an account book. Next to the account book was a small iron abacus. He turned the account pages with one hand.

The other hand fiddled with the black beads until they crackled.

"I thought you were sleeping, but you are doing the accounting?" Yang Huazhong said hello and led Yang Ruoqing into the house.

Yang Yongxian paused what he was doing, looked up and saw the two people coming in, and smiled: "Uncle San and Qing'er are both here."

"Brother, you are really a busy man. You can't take any time off even when you are just in shape." Yang Ruoqing also joked with him with a smile.

Thinking of his previous experience in the cave where he was bitten by a kid and had to live and die, he felt secretly happy.

Yang Yongxian glanced at the account book in his hand and said with a normal expression: "I would like to have some free time, but I can't find anyone close and trustworthy to help me do the accounting. Even my brothers and cousins ​​at home..."

He soon realized that he was about to say something wrong, so he coughed and covered his mouth to prevent the next words from leaking out.

Yang Ruoqing pretended not to hear it and still asked with a smile: "What's wrong with the brothers at home? Brother, please go on!"
Chapter completed!