After the inexperienced Zhou Lixue went to the brigade for two more meetings, he finally went to Xiahe Village carrying a piece of pork on a day when the fields were not busy.

When I picked up the educated youth last year, my brother-in-law helped me a lot, so I really should come to thank him again.

I didn't go there until Heping Elementary School was over in the evening, and I came back feeling tipsy and confident.

The next day when Zhang Chunnuan came home from work and had lunch, he heard from Zhou Haoran that seven or eight of them had been called to the bullpen.

As we all know (only for the Peace Brigade), there is no collective cattle shed in Shanjiao Village. The only two large oxen in the village are raised in the production team leader Zhou's family and the village chief uncle Lao Zhou's family respectively.

Now that a collective cattle shed suddenly needs to be built, I know that the village must not have the money to purchase new cattle.

Zhang Chunnuan held the corn flour steamed buns in her left hand and chopsticks in her right hand. She put a handful of fried sauerkraut into the steamed buns, took another bite and asked, "Are you going to prepare accommodation for the decentralized personnel mentioned earlier?"

Although it was a question, her tone was very certain.

Zhou Haoran nodded, put a piece of fried preserved fish into Zhang Chunnuan's bowl, "We will pound the wall in the afternoon. Brother Li Xue said that we should build it as soon as possible. We don't know when those people will come."

Father Shen, who was drinking porridge on the other side, put down his bowl and sighed: "There isn't a cowshed in the courtyard of our old house. Just let them live with Xiao Tan and them. Why bother and tire you out?"

As summer is about to begin, it cannot be said that there is no work in the fields, but it is much easier than during spring plowing, not to mention building houses and pounding walls, which requires a lot of effort.

Mentioning the cowshed in the Shen family's old house, Zhang Chunnuan stopped talking.

In the first few days after she came here, Father Shen still lived in a cowshed. Looking back now, she feels pitiful for the old man.

Zhou Haoran didn't know about this, so he looked at Father Shen and said: "I heard that the production team leader of Xiahe Village gave Brother Lixue the trick, but he just asked them to live in the cowshed. The cows in the team were still taken care of as they were.

Brother Xue is worried about leaving the cows in the care of outsiders."

This was something Zhou Lixue could say at first sight.

"You guys are not going to build the bullpen, you are going to build new houses for the people who have been sent to the labor camp!" Mr. Zhou is now used to wearing the clothes of Mr. Shen. Even the movements of drinking porridge and wiping his mouth are similar to those of the old men in the village.

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Zhou Haoran smiled, reached out and took another steamed bun from the bamboo basket on the table, broke it into small pieces and threw it into the porridge bowl.

"It's not a new house without even laying a foundation. Brother Lixue said, anyway, the house is built today, and after two days of drying, we can put a bed board inside. Since people have come to our village, they have no grievances or grudges.

At the very least, we need to make people live like human beings.”

Father Shen nodded, "Shuanzi is right. If there is nothing we can do, no city dweller would be willing to come to our small village in the mountains..."

Before he finished speaking, he caught the eye of Mr. Zhou. He remembered that there was indeed such a person in his family who did not want to return to the capital and was becoming more and more like an old man from a mountain village. He changed his words and looked away guiltily.

To Zhou Haoran:

"Haoran, tell Shuanzi that I have many bamboo baskets and send two over later."

"Yeah." Zhou Haoran responded: "Brother Lixue also said that after the house is built, he will ask in the village who has more beds and cooks. If they don't need them, let him send them over."

The mistress, who was just immersed in eating, raised his head when he heard this, "Can the moldy bed boards and cabinets be used?"

During the Qingming Festival last month, he did not dare to visit the graves of his deceased relatives, so he went to the old house of the Long family and found that the wooden furniture in the old house had varying degrees of mildew.

There was originally a lot of rain this spring, and because the old house was unoccupied and lacked popularity, a large area became moldy and green without even noticing it for ten and a half months.

"Are they the bed boards and cabinets from your old house?"

After asking, Zhang Chunnuan saw the mistress nodding and said, "I'll take a look in the afternoon. If it works, I'll take it out to dry in the sun tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I'll throw it away as soon as possible."

The location of Shanjiao Village is already very humid, and when there is too much rain in the spring, everything can become moldy.

In the first spring after she came here, she was inexperienced. When she washed the winter quilt cover, she didn't pay attention and let it dry for several days. When it was dry and she wanted to put it away, she discovered that the quilt cover was covered with mold.

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After lunch, Zhang Chunnuan took the key and went to the Long family's old house before going to work.

Halfway through, they met the grandfather and grandson of the Long family. Long Goudan was holding the crazy old lady of the Long family squatting on the edge of the field to dig wild vegetables.

When she saw the chicken-like dragon-dog eggs, she involuntarily quickened her pace and walked away quickly before her grandparents could see her.

Zhang Chunnuan knew in his heart that he was more or less responsible for the loss of Long Goudan's parents. He thought that when Li Suizui calculated his life against her and wanted her to help raise Long Goudan out of guilt, he actually made a mistake.

Long Goudan was different from the mistress. Not to mention that Li Suizui died because he still had his father and milk. Even if he really didn't have any relatives, she wouldn't help him, let alone adopt him.

Bad bamboo produces few good shoots, and mice will dig many holes to give birth.

However, although he had no intention of helping adopt Long Goudan, Zhang Chunnuan always felt a little uncomfortable when seeing him.

After all, he is younger than the twins in his family.

Her random thoughts ended when she saw the door of the Long family's old house. It had nothing to do with right or wrong, it was just a different stance. She was destined not to be a good person in front of that family.

She took out the key, opened the lock on the door, opened the door and walked in. The musty smell of decay hit her nostrils, choking her and she quickly backed out.

Wow, such a big smell!

Zhang Chunnuan suspected that the mistress probably hadn't been here since Qingming Festival, otherwise even if there was mold, it wouldn't have such a big smell.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, she stepped into the house again.

The layout of the Long family's old house is almost the same as that of other houses in the village. It was probably built when Xiao Sanzi's grandfather was still alive. The mud walls are about half a meter thick. It looks big from the outside, but is much smaller inside.

There were only two lame and moldy benches in the main room, two bed boards placed against the walls on the left and right sides, and a wooden cabinet in the corner.

There was insufficient lighting in the room and it was too dark to see clearly, but if you got closer you could smell a strong musty smell, which showed that as the mistress said, the wooden furniture in the room was all moldy.

Zhang Chunnuan thought about those green to black spots, and was a little confused whether to take them outside the house and take a closer look.

Before she could make a decision, the bell rang for work, so she could only lock the door and go to work first.

When we went to the field, almost everyone was discussing the construction of a cowshed in the village.

Someone asked Zhang Chunnuan about this, but she brushed it off casually. She was thinking about the Long family's old house and was a little distracted while working.

After work, she was about to go to the Long family's old house again when she was stopped by Yang Taohua.
Chapter completed!