When Xiang Jin went to Grandpa Zeng's place, the courtyard door outside was closed, so she stood outside and shouted in, "Grandpa Zeng, Grandma Mo, are you at home?"
Yan Chen walked out of the house. When he saw it was her, he was stunned for a moment. Then he walked over and opened the courtyard door from the inside, "My grandparents went out for a walk. Do you have anything to do with them?"
"Oh, it's okay." Xiang Jin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and handed the watermelon in his hand to him, "Aunt Liao picked a watermelon for you, but she has something to do right now, so let me
I'll bring it to you."
After hearing her explanation, Yan Chen followed her gaze and saw a large watermelon in her hand, which weighed at least ten kilograms. He quickly reached out and took it.
Xiang Jin lightly twitched the corners of his lips at him, "Then I'm going back!"
Seeing that she was about to leave, Yan Chen quickly called out to her, "Xiang Jin?"
"Huh?" Xiang Jin turned sideways and looked at him with confusion.
"Thank you! The steamed buns you gave us for lunch were delicious; and the watermelon, thank you for delivering it yourself," he looked at her steadily.
Xiang Jin smiled, "You're welcome!"
He looked at her and said, "Also, please could you please say thank you to Aunt Liao on our behalf for her melons!"
"Okay! I will definitely bring it to you. Then I will go back?"
Yan Chen also smiled, "Okay, thank you!"
"You're welcome!" She waved to him and left.
Yan Chen stood there and watched her leave, then turned around and returned to the house with the watermelon in his arms.
Before Xiang Jin could even say a few words to her when she got home, two people came to the house. They were none other than Dengwei's father and Aunt Mingfen, who were working as carpenters on the mountain.
Xiang Jin and his wife let them into the house, but they did not move. Instead, they said, "No, let's just talk outside. We won't get to talk much anyway, and it's still cool outside."
Xiang Jin and her daughter stopped insisting. Xiang Jin brought them two independent small stools, and then they all sat in the courtyard and started talking.
"Sister-in-law Juyun, it's like this. The main reason we came here today is to tell you that our things have been finished. We just saw that it's inconvenient for you. If it's convenient, we can pack things for you tomorrow," the speaker was Ming Ming.
Aunt Fen.
Yang Juyun nodded quickly, "Convenient, convenient, it's all convenient for us."
Aunt Mingfen raised the corner of her mouth, then glanced at her child's father and said, "That's good, then he will come to your house to work tomorrow."
Yang Juyun nodded, "Okay, okay."
After Dengwei took a look at their place, he frowned and said, "It's just that your place is a bit small. I'm afraid I won't be able to put it all away in a few days."
So a few people looked at the entire yard, and then frowned. In previous years, Aunt Liao and her family's crops were enough to pile up, but this year they have theirs, and theirs
There are a lot of corn planted, so the land seems a bit narrow and crowded.
Then I heard Dengwei say again, "How about you think this is okay? If you don't worry, I will take the things to our mountain to make them. When they are done, I will send them down to the bay for you?"
But don’t worry, I’ll ask our boss to carry the bark, sawdust, and leftovers to the bay for you every day.”
At that time, even firewood was very valuable, because many families who built houses were reluctant to buy bricks and tiles, and even stones. They made bricks and tiles at home, fired bricks and tiles, and found a place for stone production.
Invite people to come to your house to break stones.
To burn bricks and tiles at home, you need a lot of firewood.
For example, a small kiln that can bake 20,000 to 25,000 pieces of blue bricks at one time will take thirteen days.
During these thirteen days, the kiln must not cut off the fire and cool down, and must ensure that the temperature is one thousand degrees Celsius at all times. If the temperature is too low or too high, the final result will be unsuccessful firing, and in severe cases, the kiln may even explode.
But to ensure this temperature, you have to keep adding firewood to the kiln. For such a long time, 24 hours a day, the firewood consumed is not a few tons or ten tons, but dozens or even hundreds of tons.
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How can a family have so much firewood, so they usually have to borrow or buy it from their own production team or farmers from other production teams during the busy farming season, and then return it when their own firewood comes out next year.
Therefore, every household was short of firewood at that time. Every year, people often went to the collective slope of the back mountain to collect firewood. The trees and weeds on the mountain never grew big.
Because there are too many people going there and there are too many times, the cypress trees on the mountain have basically been shaved off, leaving only a few tender brushes on the treetops, and the grass has also been trampled on.
It cannot grow on the ground.
Therefore, it was not easy to burn a kiln in those days, and it was even more difficult to build a house. You had to prepare at least two or three years in advance, not only materials, but also food and money.
Xiang Jin and his family had no choice, so they had to buy everything because they didn't have time to prepare it. They couldn't live in Aunt Liao's house for a few more years, right?
So, it’s urgent!
Yang Juyun said, "Look at what you said, how polite you are? But this is a solution." Then she hesitated, "I just don't know whether to cause trouble for you or not?"
Mingfen said, "No trouble, no trouble, what kind of trouble can we cause? Anyway, we are all together now. Even if we want to expose something, we can remove the bamboo mat ourselves."
Just dry it in the ground."
Yang Juyun's eyes were full of smiles, "That's true."
Mingfen said again, "Then it's settled."
Yang Juyun nodded, but still reminded him, "Just keep the shoveled bark, sawdust and scraps for yourself, so you don't have to carry them back to the bay.
Our family doesn’t have a kiln, so we don’t need firewood. When the time comes, just the cypress branches cut from the slopes, the mulberry branches pruned from the fields, and tied back with grain poles will be enough for burning.”
Mingfen laughed and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, then we won't carry you back to the bay."
Then Yang Juyun asked, "In this life, do you think we will have the food ready by then, and the guards will come down to the bay to eat by themselves, or will we send it up to the mountain for you?"
Mingfen glanced at her angrily, "What are you talking about? Well, you want to cry? Don't shout, don't give it away, he will eat it at our own home."
Yang Juyun refused, "How can it be done? We are the ones making the craftsman work, so why do we let you eat yourselves? It won't sound good if you tell us!"
Mingfen said, "What's the point of that? None of the people here in the mountains and the bays are non-Taoists, so how can they be so polite? Besides, your coming and going has also delayed a lot of time. In our own
It is convenient to eat at home and save time for both young and old.”
Yang Juyun said, "Then I will get you some rice and noodles."
Mingfen glared at her, "You see, you're a heretic again, aren't you? Which family is still short of that ration? So, you go quietly and don't take anything, so as not to cause division between neighbors.
no?"
Yang Juyun felt a little regretful, and after sighing, she had to give up, "You see, this is taking advantage of you again, isn't it?"
Mingfen waved her hand, "Why should I take advantage or not? It's nothing!"
Then Xiang Jin said to Dengwei, "Dad Dengwei, can you make me a big bed?"
She is used to sleeping in a big bed, but not in a small bed, especially in this era when beds are not very big. They are basically 1.5 meters by 1.8 meters, or 1.5 meters by 2 meters. Xiang Jin
I always feel suffocated when sleeping on it.
Because she has a habit of rolling all over the bed when sleeping. If the bed is too small, she can't roll away.
Denwei asked her, "How big do you want it to be?"
Xiang Jin said, "I want to make it 1.8 meters by 2 meters." In fact, the bed in her previous life was 1.8 meters by 2 meters.