Chapter 45： How to distribute

Chapter 45 How to Distribute

Early the next morning, Yang Yong and Zhang went to Jiang Ning's home. They first walked around the yard. Yang Yong said: "The land here is quite big, even the wasteland behind is more than an acre. "

This situation is a bit embarrassing. It’s too big for one family, and it’s a bit crowded for two families. It’s easy to get into trouble over trivial matters. Fortunately, there is only Jiangning’s family here.

Yang Yong looked at Jiang Ning, "How many rooms does Datou plan to build?"

Jiang Ning had already thought about it and led them to the fence and said: "You also know that our family lives here. We are orphans and widowed. It is not safe. In addition, the children below are getting married as they grow older, so I I want to enclose this entire land. Of course, our foundation is only these two shabby houses and this yard, so I plan to ask the village chief to enclose the remaining wasteland.

There is still a shortfall of money, and we have to wait until the autumn harvest before paying it back. I have to ask Brother Yang Yong to help me tell the village chief about this matter. We can build as many houses as the adobe bricks we have saved now, and we will wait until we save enough. If I continue to build, I plan to turn this area into houses. "

Yang Yong and his wife took a breath of air when they heard this, "This costs a lot of money!"

No one in the village has built a house like this. It would cost more than a dozen taels to build a house on more than an acre of land! Maybe not enough!

Jiang Ning nodded, "I know it costs a lot of money, but I have four sons! Most of them are married. I will be able to have grandchildren in two or three years. I can't let them crowd together." !

Considering that they are getting married and will have sons and daughters in the future, it is not too much for one son to have three rooms! "

“Not too much, not too much.” Mrs. Zhang quickly replied.

Jiang Ning sighed, "One son has three houses, and four sons means twelve houses. My little girl always wants one room, and I also want to live in one, so there are fourteen houses! Including the main room, the stove, the woodshed, and the firewood shed." , if someone comes to the house occasionally, don’t you have to prepare a private room? That makes it 18 rooms!”

Mrs. Zhang was dumbfounded when she heard this, "According to your calculation, even this mu of land is not enough!"

"That's right! The people in the village are different from my family. They still have the old houses left by their ancestors. If they are not enough to live in, they will slowly build them. It's not like we don't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Everything has to start again!" Jiang Ning! A look of melancholy.

Mrs. Zhang began to sympathize with her as she listened, "You're right, the situation here is indeed different from other families in the village, so be it! Where do you think we should start building it first?"

Jiang Ning pointed to the overgrown wasteland behind, "Clean up that side first and build there. Once it's built, we'll knock down the broken houses in front and rebuild them."

 Zhang and Yang Yong nodded to express their understanding. The couple did not ask what the things in the yard were used for. After going down the slope, Yang Yong went directly to the village chief's house and told Jiang Ning what he meant.

The village chief was shocked, "What? Jiang is really planning to build a house? Does she have money?"

Yang Yong frowned and said, "She told me about ten cents a day for free food. I don't think she's going to lie to anyone. Moreover, there are a lot of adobes piled up in the yard. It shows that she wants to live a good life!"

The village chief was naturally happy that the people in the village had changed for the better. He relaxed his frown and said thoughtfully: "It would be easy for her to buy that bit of wasteland. An acre of wasteland in our village costs 200 yuan. Those should be less than One acre, let me go over and measure it.”

Yang Yong immediately accompanied the village chief for another trip.

The village chief once again entered this dilapidated yard and found that it was full of life, especially the simple earthen kiln that kept burning, and he didn't know what it was used for.

He asked curiously.

Yang Erdan replied naively: "My mother-in-law said that burning oyster shells to make ash has many uses, and it can also fertilize the fields."

The village chief shook his head, "I've never heard of it! Is this meat delicious?" "Village chief, try it!" Yang Erdan went over and brought a bowl of dried oyster meat, "My mother-in-law said I could boil it in porridge or eat it. Add some oil and fry it, it’s almost like eating meat.”

The village chief smelled it and couldn't stand the fishy smell of the sea, so he didn't take it. He still gave Jiang Ning a symbolic compliment. If nothing else, Jiang Ning knew that it was a good thing to live a good life, so as not to always cause trouble in the village and fight with other people. It looks like a black eye.

After he measured the wasteland, he stood up and said to Jiang Ning: "In total, it is a little more than eight cents. Counting your eight cents, it is one hundred and sixty cents. You can owe it first, but you must make up for it immediately after the autumn harvest."

"Thank you, village chief!" Jiang Ning was so happy that he almost lost his eyesight with laughter. Seeing that the village chief couldn't accept the oysters, he brought him a fish weighing nearly a pound. "The children went to the fish basket under the Wei River. I caught it and raised it, just in time to take it back to make fish soup.”

"How can this be done!" The village chief has been doing things for the villagers for so many years, and few people are as generous as Jiang Ning.

Yang Yong looked envious at the side. Seeing that the village chief refused to accept it, he persuaded him: "Village chief, just take it! I'll have to trouble you later to help the Jiang family get the land deed."

The village chief reluctantly accepted the fish. He felt so beautiful as he went downhill!

When he got home, Liu and Pang were extremely surprised when they saw the fish. They were even more surprised when they learned that it was given by Jiang Ning.

Liu said happily: "Old man, you have short hands. When Jiang's money comes over, you have to help get the land deed as soon as possible!"

When someone gets into trouble, Liu's perception of Jiang Ning will naturally change. Even Pang can't say anything bad about Jiang Ning.

The work started in the afternoon. The first thing was to turn over the wasteland. It happened that Mr. Yang and Mr. Li came over. With the help of the three of them, the efficiency of the work immediately increased. By the time it was getting dark, the land was completely Turned over.

Yang Laosan also dug the foundations of two houses and can start building them early tomorrow morning.

When going back, Old Man Yang asked a lot, "Have you chosen the beams?"

Jiang Ning was stunned. She didn't expect it to be so far away.

Seeing her reaction, Old Man Yang immediately said: "Tomorrow I will go to the back mountain for a walk."

The mountain that people in the village often go to is in the south of the village, which is also commonly known as the back mountain. Qingfeng Mountain in the east of the village is far away from where I live, so there are not many people to come here.

With Old Man Yang in charge, Jiang Ning can avoid many detours.

Everyone had worked hard all day, and Jiang Ning agreed to give the meal a meal, but there were so many people, and she didn’t want to expose her family background, so she made a pot of fish porridge.

The fish is deep-fried until both sides are golden and crispy, and even the fish bones are crispy. You can eat it directly. Then mash the fish and add rice with water. There are many oysters at home. They can’t eat them directly, so Jiang Ning simply uses oil. Saute once until the fish porridge is cooked before adding it in.

Try to reduce the fishy smell of oysters as much as possible. Not to mention, the eyes of several old men lit up after taking a bite. They asked Jiang Ning how to make it. When Jiang Ning said that it was fried with oil, everyone fell silent. Whose family is it? Oil can be made like this! It would be more practical for them to eat more at Jiang's side.

(End of this chapter)