Ms. Liu stood in front of the window and watched the interaction between the two children, with a smile on her face. She sighed and turned to leave.

Daji lowered his head and followed suit.

Mrs. Liu stopped, turned her head and said, "Let them go, there is no need to stop them. As for County Magistrate Fu, don't worry about them."

Good luck.

Ms. Liu turned around and looked straight ahead, and said softly: "There is no such thing as an old friend. The tea is cold when people leave, let alone Qi'er and he have never crossed paths."

So there is no need to worry too much.

This was said, but both the ancestors and grandsons of the Bai family became sad because Magistrate Fu mentioned Bai Qi. Mrs. Liu hid her sadness in her heart, but Bai Shanbao couldn't help crying at night.

He no longer remembers his father, and he does not exist in his memory, but he grew up listening to his stories, and was bullied all the time because he did not have a father, which made him know in his little heart that it is good to have a father.

Yes, dad will protect him.

So for three days in a row, his little pillow was wet.

Mrs. Liu saw all this and did not intervene.

But soon Bai Shanbao's little mind had no time to dream about his father anymore, because he decided to dig up his ginger.

His ginger grew very well, even better than Manbao's. They were plump and connected in bunches. He used a small hoe to loosen the soil, held the ginger leaves and pulled them up to bring out a bunch.

Come.

Bai Shanbao was very happy. He took the ginger and went to his grandmother to exchange money.

Mrs. Liu gave him a bunch of money. Bai Shanbao was so happy that he took the money to Manbao and said, "Look, I made a lot of money."

Manbao was not envious at all. She ran back to her room, took out her bamboo box from Keke, and brought it out to him, "I have more than you."

Lao Zhoutou was sitting on the threshold smoking a cigarette. Hearing this, he knocked on the cigarette rod, quietly stood up and looked over, and found that he couldn't see clearly, so he took a few steps forward.

Manbao squatted in the yard, opened her box, and showed him her money.

There was a small pile of scattered copper plates inside, as well as four strings of copper plates tied separately. Manbao counted them out and showed them to him, saying: "There are still twenty-two coins left, so I will have another string."

Man Bao said proudly: "When my fifth brother comes back from the county, there will definitely be a bunch of them."

Bai Shanbao was envious, "How did you earn so much?"

"If I hadn't bought meat every day, I could have saved more." Bai Shanbao said with his fingers: "My fifth brother and the others can sell several hundred coins of ginger every day. It's winter, and people who eat ginger

It seems like there are more.”

"Hey, didn't you say you eat carrots in winter and ginger in summer?"

"Yes, that's what my friend said, but it's strange, they all eat it in winter."

Standing Lao Zhoutou thought, you two fools, ginger is harvested in autumn and winter. If you don't eat it in autumn and winter, who would dig out the ginger pieces and eat them when they are not big?

He quietly took another look at the money in the Manbaozhu box, and he knew it well.

Man Bao was the one holding the small sums of money. Old Zhou never knew how much they earned, but he knew that their money was kept separately by Man Bao.

Man Bao said the money was hers, so it was hers.

The money of Lao Wu and Lao Liu is about the same as that of Man Bao, but these two boys are very good at it. Even when they go to the city for lunch, they always buy vegetarian buns. Unlike Lao Si, who only has four cents in his hand and still has to buy meat.

Bag.

And since Manbao got rich, she started to buy meat at home again, or asked Zhou Lang to buy some when he went to the market to buy ingredients in the morning, or asked Wu Lang to buy it from the county town.

Lao Zhoutou calculated the money Man Bao spent recently, and he had a pretty good idea of ​​the money Lao Wu and Lao Liu had earned during this period.

After doing this calculation, Lao Zhou was satisfied. Before going to bed at night, he discussed it with his wife in front of Man Bao, "It's winter, and the fourth son will be back from service soon. I think we can prepare to build a house."

Qian also nodded, "Just get up in the open space next to it, follow the construction, and open a door in the yard to get through."

Lao Zhou nodded and said: "Since we want to build it, I want to build two more, maybe seven big houses."

Qian looked at her husband in surprise.

Old Zhoutou twirled his hands habitually and said: "The fourth child is about to get married, and the fifth child is about to get married. They all have to have their own rooms, so they have to build three rooms. Man Bao is also big, and

She is a scholar, so she has to build a room for her. Da Tou and Da Ya's grandchildren are getting older year by year, so I want to build a few more rooms for them to live in when the time comes."

This was different from what they had discussed before, Qian frowned.

The house their family lives in now was built when Man Bao was one year old. It cost a lot of money to build six large houses. They were all made of stone and blue bricks. It is not the first one in the village, but it is also one of the few.

Before that, they lived in a low, half-mud, half-thatched house with small windows. Not only at night, but also during the day, there was little light in the house.

Manbao may not be used to it, or she may be weak and has always cried a lot. She cried for more than half a year. As a result, it rained a lot that year and she developed many red rashes. Lao Zhoutou and Qian were frightened.

No, I'm afraid the child will just die.

Later, the doctor said that the place where I lived was too humid.

Lao Zhoutou then gritted his teeth and built these five stone houses with the money he had hidden. He also deliberately opened the windows of the main house a little wider.

In the summer, I take Manbao to sleep near the window, which is ventilated and dry, and can also bask in the sun from time to time.

In winter, they live indoors.

It was only in the past two years that Man Bao started sleeping separately when they were older.

They discussed it before. The fourth child is a boy and wants to get married, so he needs a house of his own. But the fifth and sixth children are not in a hurry. The two brothers can live in it first, and the extra room built will be given to Manbao.

, when the fifth child wants to get married, just build another room.

As a result, Lao Zhoutou now wants to build seven rooms at once?

Qian stared at him with a very strange look.

Old Zhoutou coughed lightly and said: "Since we want to build it, let's build it all at once. Isn't it that the fourth brother is about to pay off the money recently? Plus what the boss and others handed over, it should be enough to build the house, right?"

Qian was silent for a moment and said, "But the fourth child still has to say goodbye."

Lao Zhoutou also sighed, his face full of sorrow.

Man Bao, who was next to him, couldn't help but stretched out his little hand to stroke their eyebrows, and said quickly: "Mom, Dad, I am also rich, and I will build a house for you."

Lao Zhoutou held her in his arms and said, "Good girl, your brother and his family live in this house. You lend it to them to build a house first, and dad will ask them to return it to you later."

Qian: ...She finally knew what he had planned.

Man Bao knew nothing and said with a simple face: "Didn't I also get a room? Of course I have to contribute, and my brothers don't have to pay back."

"What kind of room? Divide you into two rooms, one for sleeping and one for study. From now on, you can also invite the young master of the Bai family to come to the house to do your homework."

Qian gave him a sideways glance and said, "Shut up."
Chapter completed!