Chapter 53: A little knowledge
Chen Guifang was not happy. Her second daughter was lying on the kang, and her father-in-law and mother-in-law didn't show any concern. They dragged the whole village to look for the lost iron egg. If Tiedan hadn't pushed Erya out to block the stone, how could her family's Erya have suffered like this?
But no matter how unhappy she felt, she didn't dare to say it out loud. She responded dully, and wanted to give her husband a few words, but Lin Jianshui had already followed him back.
Chen Guifang suddenly became even more depressed. After lazily shouting "Tiedan" twice, the thought suddenly came to her mind that it would be fine if Tiedan could not come back.
If Tiedan is gone, Erya will be the only child in the family, so he will always get some attention, right?
My sister-in-law hurt her body while giving birth to iron eggs. I don’t know if she will be able to give birth in the future. If the iron egg is gone and she gives birth to a boy, wouldn't it be...
Chen Guifang was startled by the thought that suddenly popped up. She looked around like a thief and was relieved when she saw that no one was paying attention.
She shook her head hard, she couldn't think like this, she had watched Tiedan grow up, how could she hope that Tiedan would be gone?
But some thoughts take root in my heart like seeds as soon as they are born. When they find an opportunity, they will break out of the ground and gradually grow into towering trees.
Lin Jianshan closed the door of his house and the family gathered in the main room.
Lin Jianshui was not a patient person and urged: "Dad, if you want to say something, just say it quickly."
Village Chief Lin's arm was really hurting, and he looked at Lin Jianshan without energy, "Boss, tell me."
Lin Jianshan licked the dead skin on his lips, and under the gaze of several people, he spoke in a deep voice about the frame-up.
The uninformed three people were surprised when they heard this. Mrs. Liu frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, how can you hand over so much money to a child?"
Lin Jianshan glanced at Village Chief Lin. He didn't agree to let Tiedan bury the money at first. He thought about letting Lao Er or Zhou do it, but he couldn't resist his father, so he had to let Tiedan do it.
Village Chief Lin felt that Lin Jianshui had no brains and would accidentally spill the truth out of his mouth. As for the Zhou family, in his eyes, women are just people who cook, give birth to children and work. They can't achieve big things. It would be better to leave it to the Zhou family than to Lin Jianshui.
Furthermore, Village Chief Lin felt that Tiedan was young and no matter how powerful Shang Wan was, he wouldn't be able to guard against a child, right?
"It was my idea." Village Chief Lin glanced at Ms. Liu, who had no choice but to swallow back her scolding words and said worriedly, "Where did that child go with so much money?"
Lin Jianshan said: "The red cloth has been dug out. Tiedan's disappearance must be related to Lu Xiucai's family!"
"Then what are you waiting for?" Mrs. Liu stood up and rolled up her sleeves, "come and find them!"
Ms. Zhou also stood up. She had to ask Shang to hand over her son!
"Mom, sister-in-law, don't rush in to beat them." Lin Jianshui stood up and stopped the two of them, looking at Village Chief Lin in confusion, "Dad, why do our family have to fight against Lu Xiucai's family? Where did that jade pendant come from? of?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Village Chief Lin knocked on the table. "The iron egg should be in the hands of that Shang. I have a way to force her to hand him over."
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After lunch, Shang Wan broke off a branch and squatted on the ground to draw a sketch of the wooden shed.
The wooden shed is mainly used for sleeping. It does not need to be complicated to build, as long as the space is enough.
She scribbled and corrected, taking notes as she drew, marking the rough materials and quantities clearly.
Yuanyuan saw it and followed suit. She lay on the edge of the straw mat, holding stones in her little hands and scribbling on the dirt. She looked a little more serious than Shang Wan.
Lu Chengjing held the medicine bowl and drank while observing the big one and the small one who were painting seriously. Looking at the similar expressions on the two faces, he inexplicably felt that the bitterness of the medicine in the bowl had faded.
According to Shang Wan's instructions, Shitou went to Zhang's house to borrow a saw and a plane. Worried about not having enough tools, he sharpened the only two axes he had at home.
"Done!" Shang Wan threw away the branch and patted the mud off the corners of his skirt.
Xiaohuan brought water over, craned his neck to look, and saw a mess on the ground. He couldn't understand what was painted at all.
"Sister, is this the shed we want to live in?" Shang Wan drank half a bowl of water and asked, "Isn't it obvious?"
Xiaohuan looked at the complicated paintings on the ground and then at Shang Wan, hesitated for a while, and said politely: "Sister, why don't we go ask Uncle Zhang for advice."
She really didn't want to sleep until she was buried by the collapsed shed in the middle of her sleep.
"That's how people eat. Isn't it embarrassing to come to your door?" Shang Wan waved his hand, "It's just a simple wooden shed. I can build it in minutes."
Stone brought the ax, saw and plane along with it.
Shang Wan began to divide the work, "I am responsible for sawing the wood, you use a plane to smooth out the uneven stones, and Xiao Huan takes care of Yuanyuan and your brother-in-law."
Shitou and Xiaohuan had no objections, but Lu Chengjing did. He wanted to see the sketch drawn by Shang Wan.
Shang Wan took the person over and put him on the straw mat, pointing to the pictures on the ground and explaining briefly. Xiaohuan and Shitou listened with their ears raised.
Yuanyuan threw the stone in her hand and crawled over to join in the fun. Her little head followed Shang Wan's explanation bit by bit, as if she understood it.
The more Lu Chengjing listened, the more he felt that the wooden sheds designed by Shang Wan were similar to the prison cells, and they were all single rooms.
Shang Wan saw that he had a different look on his face and said bluntly: "If you have any opinions, you can raise them."
Lu Chengjing asked tentatively: "You... designed it according to the cell?"
"It's a reference." Shang Wan said matter-of-factly, "It's temporary, as long as it can accommodate people."
Lu Chengjing pointed to the place where the various parts of the painting were connected, "How do you plan to connect them?"
In the explanation just now, Shang Wan did not mention this part, and the drawings were only simple lines, which made him a little concerned.
"Of course, use nails..." Shang Wan paused, and suddenly realized that she now had no nails, no screws, and no various connecting tools that she was accustomed to.
Lu Chengjing automatically understood that Shang Wan planned to make bamboo nails by himself, and said slowly: "Bamboo nails are generally used on furniture. Small objects in the shed can be fixed with bamboo nails, but the place where the roof of the shed meets the column cannot be fixed. , easy to collapse.”
Shang Wan: What are bamboo nails?
She looked at Lu Chengjing with slightly surprised eyes, "Do you still understand architecture?"
Lu Chengjing understood that construction should mean building a house, and nodded, "I have read it in a book, so I know a little bit about it."
Shang Wan knew that most people in this world, especially literati, were relatively modest. Lu Chengjing's so-called "know a little bit" should be translated as knowing a lot.
She was no longer in a hurry to start work. She asked Shitou and Xiaohuan to sit down on the straw mat together, and humbly asked Lu Chengjing for advice, "How to fix it if it's not taught in the book?"
"Yes." Lu Chengjing slowly recounted the contents of the book while recalling it.
He had been in poor health since he was a child and did not go out often. When he was bedridden, his only pleasure was reading.
The books he read were very miscellaneous. In addition to the collection of classics and history required by the county school, there were also many miscellaneous books. No matter which category, I read whatever I want. Over time, I have some understanding of all three religions and nine streams.
The three primary school students and the primary school students were concentrating on Master Lu's small class when someone came to disturb the scenery.
The Lin family came to ask for a child.
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