Chapter 5716 Giving Fish
Although Yang Yongxian nodded, Yang Huazhong was very dissatisfied with his reluctance.
So the next day, Yang Huazhong posted an article on the list. The main idea was to mobilize the villagers to help mine the materials needed to build roads and bridges. At first, he only said that he was in charge of food and did not mention wages. .
Three days later, except for a few villagers like Changgen Daniu who came to sign up because of their friendship with Yang Huazhong, the others were indifferent.
Even a long-rooted bull can only spare two to three days of free time, but two or three days of free time are not enough to mine the materials needed to build roads and bridges.
So, when Yang Yongxian came over to inquire about the progress of material preparation and preparations to start construction, Yang Huazhong told him the truth.
"This is because we are in charge of food. If we don't care about food, I'm afraid there won't be anyone left." Yang Huazhong said.
Yang Yongxian stood in the middle of the room with a very ugly expression.
“How come this person’s heart has become so snobbish? Greedy? I spent a lot of money to build bridges and pave roads for everyone, and let them spend some effort to purchase materials. What’s wrong with the stones in the mountains? , sand, wood, and don’t want them You just need to pay for it and just put in a little effort to help get down the mountain. Why are you not happy? When did this person become so calculating?"
Yang Yongxian was puzzled, and his eyebrows were raised. It's a look of disappointment and loss.
In the end, Yang Yongxian had no choice but to completely compromise, and he willingly spent part of his salary, pooled with the village's money, and posted a new list.
At this time, the yard of Yang Huazhong's house was busy. It was full of villagers who came to look for errands, and even people from the next village came.
Yang Yongxian sneered in his heart and scolded these snobbish villagers.
The news reached Yang Ruoqing, who was fishing with Luo Fengtang at the fish pond.
“It’s not that easy to be a good person who is kind and generous. My cousin thinks that he can buy a good reputation by spending some money, but he doesn’t know that a good person will do it to the end and send Buddha to the West. If he always takes credit and is arrogant , thinking that he will be the hero of Changping Village after building roads and bridges, then he is totally wrong. When the time comes, the villagers will still be disappointed. "
This is Yang Ruoqing's own perception.
There are not many people in this world who know how to be grateful.
More people are Qiu Fu. Why is it not me who is rich and can pretend to be rich and show off his power?
Why should I be grateful when he throws away some money?
I won’t!
Aren't you rich? If you have the ability to bear all the expenses of my family for three generations, I will say hello to you.
Building roads and building bridges, but you can’t eat or drink them. Who cares?
This morning, the two of them were very lucky. They actually caught more than half of the fish in the small wooden bucket they brought, including crucian carp and yellow catfish.
“I will pick up the yellow carp later and give it to my daughter to eat at noon. I will cook a small hot pot and cut two pieces of tofu into it. She likes it.”
“Give the crucian carp to my aunt to braise it. Let’s serve wine to uncle, and then call my dad over to eat together.”
"I want to send the remaining few to the pasture in the afternoon to add a dish to Duo'er and the others. Jiaojiao can also drink crucian carp soup now."
Yang Ruoqing looked at the fish in the barrel. , their fate was quickly arranged.
Luo Fengtang listened with a smile, "It's all up to my wife to decide."
After saying that, he turned his wrist, and the fishing line brought a large crucian carp as long as a chopstick out of the water, and the water splashed in the sun Glowing golden light.
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After noon, Luo Fengtang accompanied Yang Ruoqing to deliver fish to the pasture.
Because she was a little full after eating at noon, Yang Ruoqing did not plan to use any means of transportation, so the two of them walked up the mountain.
When we arrived at the pasture, the calves were grazing in the distance, and Xiang Shengnan was watching beside them with a whip in his hand.
Xiaoduo wears a dustproof handkerchief on her head, an apron around her waist, and holds a bamboo brush in her hand. She is brushing the fence with water on it and shoveling the cow dung to the dustpan next to it. Inside, he then picked it to the back of the house not far away, put the chopped straw into the cow dung, stirred it evenly with a dung fork, and finally took out a big lump and threw it on the adobe wall. The stickiness of this thing is surprisingly good, and it sticks firmly to the adobe wall, just like baking a flatbread. It will gradually evaporate as the sun dries.
Waiting until the time is right and then breaking it off from the wall is the best fuel.
No matter whether it is used to start a fire in a stove or for other purposes, it is excellent, smoke-free and dust-free, and extremely resistant to burning.
So in the village, cow dung is the best fuel. The old ladies in the village sometimes quarrel over a piece of cow dung.
There is no cow dung, pig dung and dog dung are the next best thing!
“Don’t let the old men and women in the village see the cow dung you have here, they will be jealous to death.”
Yang Ruoqing walked into the pasture teasingly.
"Sister, brother-in-law, why are you here?" Xiaoduo was very happy to see Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, and hurriedly put down his work and came over.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Your brother-in-law caught fish today and will bring some for you. Where are mother and Jiaojiao?"
Xiaoduo pointed to the room: "Jiaojiao was sleeping earlier. I'm taking a nap, my mother is with me!"
"Well, if you're busy, I'll go in and see my mother," Yang Ruoqing said.
Xiaoduo nodded repeatedly and took the fish and bucket from Luo Fengtang, "Wow, these crucian carp are so fat. I will kill them later to add food to the night."
Yang Ruoqing said: "I also I brought two pieces of tofu over, and you watch them cook.”
Xiaoduo took the bowl of tofu. The tofu was white and tender, exuding a faint fragrance of beans in the sunlight.
"Sister, I'm going to call Shengnan over."
"No, let him do his thing. I'll say hello to my mother and then go back." Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Fengtang said: "Then I'll go to Shengnan's place to say a few words, and call me when you leave."
In the room, Jiaojiao was sleeping, and Mrs. Sun was sitting by the bed with a nervous look on her face. to guard the child.
"Mother."
Yang Ruoqing called softly. Sun turned her head suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er, why are you here?" Sun asked in surprise, then stood up and came over.
Yang Ruoqing first explained the purpose of her visit, and Mrs. Sun smiled, "You are so thoughtful that you even sent fish here. How has your father been these days?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Okay, these days I was busy building roads and bridges in the village, so I didn’t have time to come up. I’m having dinner at home. Let me tell my mother that I’ll come see you when I’m free in two days.”
Sun smiled and nodded again: “Tell him to take good care of himself.”
"Yes, I will. Let me take a look at Jiaojiao." Yang Ruoqing said, and came to the bedside quietly.
The child slept soundly.
Yang Ruoqing put down the tent, and when she turned around, Mrs. Sun had already brought tea to her.
The two women sat on a bench and talked in low voices.
“Are you still used to living on the grassland these days?” Yang Ruoqing asked.
(End of this chapter)