C63

The basket and all the other things were taken over by someone. Dou Wang and Lin Chunnuan were standing outside the door, looking at the hut that was built not far away. The house was more or less finished construction, with wooden boxes at the corners.

From the looks of it, it had been drying for quite some time. The entire grass had withered away, and some of the leaves had already started to turn yellow. It seemed that they had cut off the grass the moment they came and left it outside the door.

Along the way, Lin Chunnuan saw a generous table in the courtyard, it was made of absolute wood, and there were also seven or eight small stools beside it. Upon entering the house, she saw a bed in the corner, and it was still unmade.

"It won't leak. We made a double deck of the planks around the cabin, and we'll wait a little longer so that the grass can dry to its fullest, and then we'll stuff them into the planks. It's very tight and won't leak any air or rain, and the artemisia grass smells like mosquitoes, and at night there will be a lot less bugs."

Hearing Ming Zi's words, Lin Chunnuan finally relaxed a little.

"In short, we can't live in a bad condition. If there's anything that's not easy to solve, just say it out. We'll discuss it. Right, will the new bed be damp? The wood is only dry for an afternoon. It won't be done, right?"

This is also something that cannot be helped, it's something urgent, but the weather is already getting hot, as long as we hang it for two more days, then it will be temporarily two more days at night. It doesn't matter if the tide is a little bit hot, so we can just roll up the bedding and let it dry naturally during the day.

Lin Chunnuan knew that the wet wood would crack after drying, and would only be used to dry. But thinking about it, this shed was only used for a temporary period of one or two months, even if it cracked, it should not affect anything, as long as it did not collapse, being beautiful was secondary.

You youngsters can deal with it, but your mother definitely can't live in a damp bed. First, squeeze in with my family for two days, and then when the bed is completely dry, let your mother live with you. Aiya, if you knew this would happen, then you might as well dry the wooden bed.

If he didn't use the shed, he would take it down. He didn't feel any heartache, but it was a pity that he would throw the bed away after taking it out.

"This bed doesn't have any nails, it's all mortise, so the probability of it cracking isn't high. Even if there's a crack or two, we can just use some wood to dig it up."

With regards to carpentry, Lin Chunnuan was an amateur. It was already her limit to know whether or not the wood would crack under the sun, so since Mingzi said there was a problem, there shouldn't be a problem, right?

"You have a shared bed in the shack, right? Do you have a blanket? There's not enough at home. "

Lin Chunnuan thought that if she made more blankets for them, it would be too late. Her mother had only prepared two more sets of quilts, one set for Chinese milkvetch root, and if Ming Zi and the others hadn't made enough quilts, they would have to make sure that the two sets of quilts were tight with them. As for Chinese milkvetch root, he would squeeze together with her family to use them.

"We brought our own personal bedding, Miss Warm Spring can rest assured."

Hearing that Lin Chunnuan was so concerned about her work, Ming Zi was even more touched. Which boss would care about whether you had a blanket or not, and if they could give you a big shared house, they would definitely do it.

"I already said that you don't need to call me 'Miss', I'm also from the village, so it's not appropriate to call me 'Miss'."

Lin Chunnuan was tired of being called young miss, in the modern world, this was not a good phrase to say. Although Ming Zi called him to respect him, Lin Chunnuan still found it hard to accept.

Moreover, with her current identity, she could not match this form of address. How could a poor family's little girl, who only knew how to eat and dress, or even become a problem in the countryside, be called this way?

"That's right, Ming Zi, don't call me Miss. She's called Chun Wen. She's from a poor family, how can she be from a high or low family."

Hearing Zhang Liu's words, Ming Zi just nodded, and as they spoke, the Chinese milkvetch root that was helping outside also entered the house. Ming Zi quickly pulled her mother to introduce them to Chun Wen.

"Alright, then I'll call her Chun Wen's name from now on. She seems to be a lot closer to me. This is my mother, I haven't seen her in the past, right?"

"Hello, aunt."

Spring Warm enthusiastically greeted Chinese milkvetch root. Zhang Liu quickly pulled her daughter away.

"Warm Spring, I'm calling you Auntie. You have to call me Grandma."

Warm Spring was immediately stunned. When had his generation come down here?

"I'm not …"

She wanted to say that she had always called Mingzi "big bro", but when she saw the difference in age between him and her mother, she swallowed her words.

"Grandmother Mingzi —"

The title "Warm Spring" caused Chinese milkvetch root to laugh.

"How can I call him that? My family's Ming Zi's father's surname is Qian, you can call me Grandmother Qian."

"My surname is Qian, that's really a good surname, aconitine, you did not reveal that surname to anyone."

The warm spring teases Mingzi, and Mingzi immediately followed up with a sentence,

"Since you already call my mother grandma, shouldn't I change my way of addressing her? If you don't want to call me uncle, then call her by her name. Stop calling me brother, it feels weird."

"Don't make it awkward, it's just that it's warm and awkward."

Warm Spring still wanted to compete for a bigger or smaller thing. Since Big Brother suddenly changed into an uncle, Warm Spring was still a little unwilling.

"What a coincidence. Mingzi is also 25. Your uncle is so determined."

Ming Zi was not twenty-five years old, he was clearly so young, but judging by his eyes, he was at most twenty years old, the peak of his age at twenty-one or twenty-two.

The ancient people all looked like old men, just like their father. Even though he was only twenty-six, he looked like he was close to thirty, and was even close to the aconitine … Compared to the Minzi uncle, the difference was too huge. Fortunately, his mother was still relatively young, but she was a little haggard when she was at the old mansion. After coming out for a few days, her face had reddened quite a bit.

"Alright then, Ming Zi …" "Uncle, you guys go ahead and start working on the shack. I still have work to do, so I won't bother you guys. As for how to build the house, we can discuss it after dinner."

Lin Chunnuan was in a rush to cook the tea, so he really did not have time to waste with them.

"I just saw bamboo sticks hanging in the yard, that... That... Sister-in-law said that the bamboo plaque s were to be weaved, and all we can do now is to dry them on the grass.

Before making bamboo tools, the bamboo strips needed to be polished. This was a relatively tiring task, but there was no shortage of it. Otherwise, it would be very easy to scratch the skin.

"Then, thank you very much, Mingzi... Uncle, this bamboo plaque is really impatient to use, after you finish polishing it, I will go make it up, it's going to be used in the spring. "

Dou Wang decided to follow the warm spring to call for help. He didn't want to be inferior to the warm spring for generations to come.

"Hai, after we finish grinding, we'll make it up. There's no need for you to do that. There's so many people here, just do the work for Warm Spring."

Ming Zi got up and walked out of the house, calling for the brothers outside to start their work.

"Mom, give us the small basket of pancakes in the morning. There are three pheasants inside, pack them up and cook the wild chickens and rabbits from yesterday. We will reward you for this."

Lin Chunnuan told Zhang Liu about the things in the basket. She was about to go cook some tea since she had a lot of time today.

"Warm Spring, we already ate meat of deer at noon, so we don't need to make meat at night. Making meat everyday, how much will it cost? As long as we can be full."

Hearing that Warm Spring had her mother make meat for everyone to eat, Chinese milkvetch root felt apologetic. The two of them were too honest, such a boss was too rare, and had too good of a heart.

"It's fine, Grandmother Qian, we have it now, and if not, we won't do it anymore."

He was only eight years old, and it was early for people of this age to get married, so it wasn't strange for people in their forties to call someone 'grandma'.

"Hai, this is too good to be acceptable."

It was indeed a bit too extravagant to come out to work for others and eat all sorts of meat, but I can see how sincere these two women are towards others. Chinese milkvetch root thought that he should tell his son to work properly and not let him down in the slightest.

"Take a rest, Grandmother Qian. I have some work to do, so I'll be leaving first."

Lin Chunnuan walked out, Dou Wang followed him out, and Chinese milkvetch root followed him out as well.

"I'm also helping out with something. Since I can't do any heavy work, I can still do some washing up."

When Lin Chunnuan asked her mother to take care of Grandmother Qian, she went to cook the tea herself. Although there were a lot of people in the courtyard, the skills used in cooking and the fire on the stove were all based on her own experience, they could not be learned just by looking at the food. Therefore, Lin Chunnuan did not avoid people too much and also knew that those men would not come to the kitchen.

This era's men were all very masculine. Aside from the fact that there were no women in the house, there were very few people who cooked, so Lin Chunnuan was very at ease in starting her own cooking business. She was busy here, and Dou Wang was busy outside, filling up two large basins of water.