After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Behind him, Fan Damu laughed very loudly and shouted:

“It’s okay if you don’t want to dig, just learn from me;

Besides, your houses are all new, so what are you worried about even if there is water accumulation? I'm still worried that my new house will be washed away! "

"Building a house is supposed to be a comfortable place to live, but you have to dig ditches and suffer for the sake of the house. Why do I think it's so uneconomical?"

A group of men clenched their fists in a manly manner.

Li Wen, the leader, turned to look at Fan Damu and said in a deep tone: "No matter how much we suffer, we live in our own house. We don't have to have a whole family running around, and we don't have to crowd into other people's homes."

Fan Damu retracted his smile, his eyelids drooped and he said nothing.

Upon seeing this, the men in the village immediately agreed: "Yes! We have our own house, and the hard work is only temporary!"

"After the trench is dug, let's go home and take a hot bath and drink ginger soup. It will make you feel as comfortable as you want."

"Is it convenient for you, a big family, to live in other people's homes? It's so crowded when I see it! And you can only live there for a short time, so you'll still be huddled together when the rain stops?

Could it be that we have been so crowded that we don’t build a house? "

Hearing the words 'I have been squeezing and not building a house', Fan Qian turned his head and looked at Fan Damu suspiciously.

Brother Damu only said that he would stay here, but he did not say how long he would stay there. After the rain stopped, it would take several days to build the thatched house, right?

How long do you have to live with him before and after...

Fan Damu secretly scolded these men for talking too much, and promised Fan: "I will move out as soon as the rain stops! Don't listen to their nonsense!"

Li Wen and others watched the excitement and did not mind the big deal, so they followed up and said, "I'm afraid it's easier to invite gods than to send them away."

"Whether the rain will stop soon or not, I'm afraid it will last for ten days and a half."

"I'll leave it at that for now. Don't call me when you're building a house, Fan Damu! I won't help you even if you call me!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

All the men responded one after another.

In the past, if there were thatched houses in the village that fell down due to rain, everyone would volunteer to help, and they could be built in a day or two.

Nowadays, Fan Damu and his family are digging ditches in the village, even if they can't leave the house alone, they are still making sarcastic remarks behind the scenes!

They weren't stupid enough not to hear it. Since he was unkind, they didn't need to pay too much attention to the friendship between fellow villagers.

Fan Damu really didn't realize this.

He and Zhang Tuzi were the only ones in the village who had thatched houses. The rest of the houses had adobe tile houses. However, his thatched house collapsed on the first night. When he came to Fan Qian, he was disliked everywhere, and he felt that everything in his body was broken. It's anger!

Seeing this group of people, I became even more angry.

I was quick to speak for a while, but now I realized that I had offended someone.

He wanted to make amends, but many men kept walking out of the courtyard.

At this moment, Fan Qian was so regretful that his intestines turned green!

If the villagers don't help, just Fan Damu and his family, when will the thatched house be built?

He turned to Fan Damu, his tone was no longer as polite as before, and he asked coldly: "Where is the firewood your family stored before?

You have also seen my family's, which is enough for five or six days at most. Now that your whole family is living in, you don't have to use firewood to cook and drink. What will you do with your share? "

He takes them in, but that doesn't mean he has to subsidize them!

Fan Damu looked stern: "Brother, didn't we both believe it would rain heavily before?

Who would stock up on a lot of firewood when they have nothing to do? I do have some at home, but it was all soaked by the rain! "

Fan Qian was not a fool. Besides, it was none of his business if their firewood got wet in the rain.

"I don't care about that much, you can only use your own, I don't have much at home!"

Fan Damu gritted his teeth, cursed secretly in his heart, and put on a smile on his face: "Okay, I will go and bring over the ones that were wet before. You can bake them next to the stove hole."

Fan Qian said nothing and turned around and entered the back room.

Mrs. Fan came over, spat, and cursed in a low voice: "You still have the same surname as Fan, and you can't bear to part with any firewood!"

"Mom, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. When we live a good life in the future, I will definitely get it back!" Fan Damu stared at the inner room and said fiercely.

Mrs. Fan said distressedly: "My son is ambitious!"

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On the main road of Shanshui Village, the seventy or eighty men in the village were divided into ten teams and excavated in sections.

The soil is mixed with rocks, making it difficult to dig.

The heavy rain poured down on everyone's face, blurring their vision, and no one dared to stop.

This rain has no tendency to let up. If it continues for a day or two and the water is not drained, the bottom floor of the house will also be affected.

"It took Fan Er's family half a month to dig the ditch, and I was muttering to myself that it was a waste of labor. I didn't expect that scholars are smart and have a long-term perspective.

No, there is no need to dig ditches for drainage in heavy rain like we do. "

"Who says it's not the case? If I had known we would have dug all the ditches in the village, we would have been able to lie down and rest at home on heavy rainy days."

"You know it's hard to buy."

"I found that we can follow what the Fan family did. Is it okay to copy it?"

After Li Wen heard this, he fell into deep thought.

They can copy it.

He raised his voice and asked, "How about we dig ditches in the village together when the rain stops?"

What the other men were thinking about was that they might not be able to wait until the rain stopped.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. If I don't dig out the drainage now, I'm afraid it will flood into the house.

The soil turned into mud, and half of my legs sank deeply into it, and every step I took brought up mud spots all over my body.

There was a heavy rain above, and it hit my head and face, causing pain.

The raincoat didn't work well today. The inside was soaked by the rain in many places, and the clothes stuck to my skin, making me feel wet and uncomfortable.

A few days ago, when we were harvesting potatoes, the sun was shining brightly, making us look forward to the rain. But now, not only has it rained, but the temperature has even dropped, making it so cool that I feel cold at the same time.

Thinking of the potatoes, Xu Laosan said: "I'm glad I harvested the potatoes in advance. Otherwise, it has only been three days and the weather has been like this. The water in the fields would have been up to the waist, right? How would we have harvested it?"

Li Wen's family has planted fifteen acres of potatoes, and his father-in-law Wang's family has also planted five acres. After hearing this, he repeatedly agreed: "Yes, fortunately they were harvested in advance."

Otherwise, I might not be able to eat or sleep at home now.

He added another word: "In other words, my Guifen heard what his wife said at Fan Er's house, came back and asked my father, and then decided to accept it in advance."

Upon hearing this, everyone deepened their previous thoughts of following Fan Er's family!

People who have not planted potatoes are worried: "I don't know what's going on with the seedlings in the fields?"

A man consoled him: "It's okay, the rice can survive for a few days even if it's flooded with rice."

But everyone else knew in their hearts that it would be okay if the rice was flooded for a few days, but not for a few days.

Over time, the roots will rot.

Without food, life will be hard...

The men digging the ditch suddenly lost interest in chatting and waved their hoes in silence.

Thinking instead of potatoes at home.

They used to help workers harvest potatoes and exchanged a lot of potatoes for sowing, waiting to be planted in September.

Thinking of the potato harvest, I have a glimmer of hope for the next year's rations.

I don’t know how Fan’s family spends their days in heavy rain?