After Cui Zhiduan came back from Mr. Ning's yard, he couldn't escape the pain of drinking medicine. There was not a day without a grimace.
Ye Zhenzhen felt both distressed and amused at the same time, but it would be nice to use this to cure that boy's bad habit and see if he dares to secretly eat sweets and not brush his teeth next time.
Since the last time she and Cui Weizhen went to the Cuju Hall to watch the game, Ye Zhenzhen didn't have much interest in watching the game again. Recently, due to the extensive publicity of the Lu family and her daughter, Jishitang's physical examination business has increased significantly, and the manpower has begun to be insufficient again.
Now, she has spent some time recruiting famous doctors from all over the world.
As for Cui Weizhen, he rarely has free time. As the head of the government, he has to deal with an unimaginable amount of government affairs, not to mention that he still needs to keep an eye on the ditch project outside the city and has to run to the construction site from time to time.
Well, sometimes Ye Zhenzhen couldn't even see him at the end of the day.
It’s no wonder that he is busy. As the end of autumn approaches and the cold winter approaches, the ditch dredging project becomes more and more difficult. Firstly, the land is stiff and inconvenient for construction, and secondly, the farmers have to survive the winter. No matter from any aspect
, which is very detrimental to construction.
When spring comes next year, farmers will be busy with spring plowing again, and there will be even fewer farmers who can spare time for work. Even if a small amount of manpower can be spared, the progress of the project will still be delayed.
In Cui Weizhen's original plan, the river channel between Duanjia Canal and Beiqin River should be connected at least this year. This is the hub of the entire river network. As long as Duanjia Canal is successfully connected, the next project can be carried out from point to area, which will be easier.
Of course, the most important thing is to be able to open the river before spring, which will be of great benefit to the people for spring plowing, especially in the villages close to Duanjia Canal. In the future, they will not have to go all the way to carry water for irrigation.
The farmers who dig canals are well aware of this truth. Especially recently, the farmers in the villages have learned that if the construction is fast, their villages will be able to make profits next year. They work even harder during the day. The old, weak, women and children in the village even come over voluntarily.
Helping made the Duan family stewards who oversaw the work sigh with emotion.
When Ye Zhenzhen learned about this from Cui Weizhen, she was filled with emotion. For the common people, labor in the past was something they couldn't avoid. Now, regardless of wages, the common people who came to help voluntarily were holding a
What about simple and beautiful wishes?
As long as they can live a good life for their family, they have a plan in mind.
Because of this, Cui Weizhen couldn't treat the villagers who came to help badly, so he specially asked the steward of the Duan family to give instructions to him to prepare money and meals for these villagers in the future.
It would be a lie to say that the steward of the Duan family did not have the intention of taking advantage at the beginning. Fortunately, he still knows how to measure. Magistrate Cui will go to the river section every now and then to inspect. If he treats the farmers who are doing the construction harshly, he will be wronged.
This affected the master's reputation, so although he did not prepare wages for the people who volunteered to help, he was still in charge of food.
Now that the magistrate personally gave the order, he naturally did not dare to pretend to be ignorant anymore. After reporting to his master, he withdrew an extra sum of money for settlement.
On this day, Ye Zhenzhen inspected the river with Cui Weizhen, but they had not seen each other for a while. More than half of the river project had been completed, and it would probably be completed in another half month.
It was already late October, and the weather was already a bit cold. Ye Zhenzhen had put on some autumn clothes before going out today, but when she saw the farmers on the river channel still wearing thin coarse cloth clothes, she felt a little unbearable.
Although she knows that wearing light clothes makes it easier to work, the difficulties involved are quite touching.
As they passed by, they saw an old woman carrying sand with her little granddaughter.
Because the river is too high, the shoveled soil cannot be thrown out, so the sand and soil need to be transported out manually. At this time, there are not so many small bucket trucks for transportation, and more of them are transported out manually.
The old and weak women and children who came to help did this kind of work.
The transportation tool was bamboo baskets. These bamboo baskets were woven very tightly by skillful farmers, so that even sand and soil could not escape easily. The old woman and her little granddaughter that Ye Zhenzhen saw were carrying a large and small child on their backs.
The small bamboo basket is crawling from the bottom of the ditch to the ground.
It is not very accurate to say that it is climbing. There is a man-made earth slope from the bottom of the ditch to the ground. There are steps one by one on the earth slope. It is very easy for young people to go up and down, but it is not easy for those carrying bamboo baskets on their backs.
It's a bit difficult for the old, weak, women and children to get up and down.
The old woman had a hard time walking. When she stepped on the ground, her footing was unstable and her body tilted a little. Cui Weizhen quickly helped the old woman without falling.
The old woman thanked her repeatedly, and when she looked up, she realized that the person helping her was actually the prefect, and she became even more excited - the prefect came here every now and then, and the working people had long known him.
"You don't have to be polite, old man. I'm just doing it conveniently."
When dealing with the people, Cui Weizhen was always extremely kind. He took the initiative to take the bamboo basket from the old woman's back and poured the sand and soil on the mound for her. Ye Zhenzhen also helped the little girl.
The old woman was flattered. She waved her hands nervously and guiltily, and said repeatedly: "I can't do it, I can't do it. These are all dirty jobs. How dare you trouble the magistrate and his wife to do this? Our ancestors and grandchildren are used to doing this. Let us
Just come by yourself."
Her granddaughter was exposed to a big shot for the first time. She only dared to hide behind her grandmother, sticking out her little head to look at the two nobles curiously, especially the lady who helped her dump the sand. It was the first time she saw such a beautiful lady.
Well, the fairy in my grandmother's story probably looked like this.
Ye Zhenzhen was moved by the timid look in the little girl's eyes. She took off the small purse she brought with her, which contained some snacks. She ate some on the way here, and now there are still two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake left, just in time for the grandson and grandson.
One piece per person.
"This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my cook. Little girl, you and your grandma can try it to see if it tastes good."
The little girl was startled by her sudden movement, but she was soon attracted by the outstanding appearance and sweet smell of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She swallowed unconsciously and her eyes stopped moving.
The old woman was a little embarrassed and rubbed her little granddaughter's head lovingly with her big rough hands: "Madam, don't be offended, Si Ya is very greedy. She has never seen anything in the world that makes you laugh."
"It doesn't matter, my boy's eyes light up when he sees the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled: "Don't be restrained, just take it and eat it."
The old woman hesitated for a moment, looked at her granddaughter's longing eyes, and finally thanked her. She carefully took the two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and gave one to her granddaughter. She didn't eat the other, but looked for a clean leaf.
Wrap it up and put it in your pocket.
Maybe because she felt that her behavior of walking around was a bit bad, she explained sheepishly: "The old lady has a few greedy grandsons at home. The pastries at the madam's house must be more delicious than those in the restaurant. The old lady can just do it."
