Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

The next morning, after He Yuzhu had simply packed up, he left the courtyard as soon as Ma Li arrived.

Jia Zhang was staring at the movements in the central courtyard like a thief. After waiting for a while, she saw Song Wende coming to the courtyard with a tool bag and two apprentices.

Jia Zhang saw that Song Wende first greeted Yu Li, and then instructed his two apprentices to start mixing the ash. As for Song Wende himself, he took a ruler and started measuring inside and outside the house.

Jia Zhang looked around and saw that no one came out of the He family. After thinking for a while, she ran out with a bowl of water.

"Hey, Master Song, right?"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

Jia Zhang enthusiastically forced the water into Master Song's hands. "Drink the water first."

Song Wende put the bowl aside, somewhat confused. "Well, I'm not thirsty, what's the matter?"

Jia Zhang was very unhappy about being insulted, but after all, the other party was not from the courtyard, and she still had something to ask of Song Wende.

So she could only temporarily suppress her anger and said with a smile: "Master Song, you are so polite."

"Well, let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhang Xiaohua and I'm He Yuzhu's neighbor."

"Oh, you don't know, this Zhuzi has the best relationship with our family. He not only sends us food during festivals."

"He comes to our house every now and then to help with some chores, so I think he treats me like a junior."

Song Wende nodded awkwardly and said, "That's fine. It's normal for neighbors to get along well with each other."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she quickly climbed up the ladder. "That's right, so if you come to work for their family, then isn't that working for our family?"

"You are all working for us, I certainly can't neglect you!"

But Jia Zhang became more and more excited as she spoke, and didn't notice Song Wende's wary look at all.

Because according to Song Wende's experience of walking the streets over the years, people like Jia Zhang are definitely here to take advantage.

After talking for a while, Jia Zhang realized that Song Wende didn't respond at all. When she saw Song Wende's expression, she immediately realized that she was too enthusiastic.

However, she had anticipated this and knew that this would not succeed all at once, and delivering water was only the first step in building a closer relationship.

"Hey Master Song, am I delaying your work by keeping chatting with you?"

"I'm really sorry, I'm just a very enthusiastic person. In that case, I won't bother you anymore. You can go and do your work. But if there's anything you need my help with, please feel free to ask!"

Song Wende nodded calmly. "Then you go back first. I'm covered in dust and dirt so I won't send you off!"

Jia Zhang pretended to be generous and waved her hand, saying, "Why are you still so polite? Don't send me off. I can go back by myself."

"Don't forget to take the bowl."

Jia Zhang smiled awkwardly, carried a large bowl of water and returned to the Jia family.

But as soon as Jia Zhang left with the bowl of water, Song Wende's apprentice whispered, "This old lady is really interesting. The faucet is right there, why is she delivering a bowl of water?"

Song Wende quickly scolded: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say, Qiangzi, why did you forget what I told you again."

Qiangzi quickly nodded to apologize, and Song Wende didn't say anything more, but after thinking about it, he quickly reminded him.

"Qiangzi, Laofu, the two of you should move all the materials into the house today, and remember to remind Master He to lock the door at night."

The two young apprentices understood immediately because they had encountered this kind of thing before. The person who came had exaggerated and the one who stole things in the end was exactly this kind of person.

They didn't make much money from this job, and if the materials were lost again, they would have to pay for the replacement out of their own pockets.

Therefore, the two young apprentices paid special attention to the issue of materials. Even during the lunch break, they both looked at the building materials carefully.

However, Jia Zhang was arrogant and thought that Song Wende was just embarrassed to talk to her just now. She even felt that in two days, this wood would have to rush over to help repair the house.

So during the whole day, Jia Zhang would go and say something whenever she had nothing to do, which made Song Wende very annoyed, but Jia Zhang mistakenly believed that Song Wende was about to be taken down.

This continued until people started to return to the yard one after another, and then Jia Zhang stopped her actions.

As a result, as soon as He Yuzhu came back, Song Wende took He Yuzhu aside and started complaining.

"Master He, you are finally back."

"What's wrong, Master Song? Is there any problem?"

"That's not the case, but I do have something I want to discuss with you."

Song Wende pointed at the Jia family. "The family in the side room next to yours, do they have a good relationship with your family?"

He Yuzhu looked in the direction Song Wende pointed and thought, the relationship between their two families is now like fire and water, how could they have such a good relationship now?

So he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Master Song? Did they come over to cause trouble during the day?"

Song Wende shook his head. "Not really, but it's almost like making trouble."

"Oh? How can you say that?"

Song Wende immediately explained the whole story to He Yuzhu in brief. After listening to it, He Yuzhu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He thought that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jia family were really something. They both liked to use this trick to take advantage. However, Jia Zhang had chosen the wrong person this time, because He Yuzhu could see that Song Wende was not that kind of person at all.

So He Yuzhu hurriedly explained: "Master Song, our family doesn't have a good relationship with their family. I guess she did this just to take advantage of you!"

Song Wende agreed and said, "It's about the same as I guessed. OK, since this is the case, I know what to do."

"Master Song, let's stop here for today. I think if we continue with your progress, it may take less than ten days to finish."

Song Wende thought that what He Yuzhu meant was that he mistakenly believed that they were only focusing on progress and ignoring quality.

So he hurriedly explained: "Master He, the reason we are so anxious is that we are afraid that the weather will suddenly turn cold."

"If the weather is very cold, it's still okay to use a kang, just light a fire and dry it out, but if the wall is frozen, all the drying will be in vain."

As soon as He Yuzhu heard it, he knew that there was a misunderstanding.

"Don't get me wrong! I'm hoping you guys will hurry up."

"Yes, Master He, I misunderstood. Don't worry, I will definitely clean up the house for you as soon as possible."

The two men smiled at each other, and then Song Wende explained the matter of the materials again before leaving the courtyard with his apprentice.

As for Jia Zhang, she originally wanted to see him off because she always felt that Master Song seemed to have some interest in her.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Jia Zhang's face instantly turned red to her ears.

Qin Huairu, who was standing by, noticed her reaction and thought that Jia Zhang was sick. After all, her mother-in-law was already fifty years old, so Qin Huairu didn't think about anything else.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't catch a cold, or we won't have the money to treat you."

Jia Zhang's face darkened. "What are you talking about? Are you cursing me to death for no reason?"

Qin Huairu quickly explained: "Oh, I didn't, but your face suddenly turned red just now, and I thought you were sick."

"What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense. I'm in good health."

As Jia Zhang said this, she quickly turned her back, and happened to see her old face in the mirror on the wall.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, if she, Zhang Xiaohua, were a dozen years younger, everyone in the courtyard would be eager to help the Jia family...