Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Yang Yongxian's sincerity
Seeing this, Yang Huazhong quickly changed the subject and asked, "Yongxian, can you go and gather the craftsmen you brought back from White Goose Town earlier?"

Changing a new topic, Yang Yongxian heaved a sigh of relief, put down his hands and began to answer: "Of course we can gather together, a group of miserable poor ghosts, as long as they give some money, they will come here. However, my previous wages were paid That damned foreman ran away, they couldn’t find someone to settle their wages and they all came to me to make a fuss, I was stupid to pay the second trip, this is not playing football, it can be called, but I don’t want to call it.”

After saying so much in one breath, Yang Yongxian felt extremely comfortable in his throat and eyes, and his whole body was transparent.

During this period of time, he also understood that he seemed to be suffering from a disease that made him feel uncomfortable when he didn't tell the truth. It was a pain to hold back, just like not going to the toilet for seven days, only to speak clearly, Only comfortable.

"Yongxian, don't worry, I will pay the wages of those craftsmen, and you can help me gather the rest of the people."

After getting along for a long time, Yang Huazhong has long been used to Yang Yongxian's unique way of speaking.

Yang Yongxian thought for a while, "I can call it, but Uncle Wu, you have to tell me first what you want to do with them. I won't do things that are kept in the dark, even if you are my own uncle. .”

Yang Huazhong smiled wryly, this eldest nephew used to talk around the bush, but now he drags his words to the end, I don't know if it's good or bad.

"Naturally, I want them to come back to build bridges and pave roads. The craftsmen on my side have to free up to build a house for your grandfather."

"Oh, so that's what happened, I was shocked, as long as the craftsman Baotou doesn't come back, it's fine, that guy is holding me and San Wu in his hands..."

The eloquent talk brought him a sense of joy, and this joy made him a little forgetful, so he couldn't help but say a few more words, and he covered his mouth again, with a look of pain on his face.

"Brother, why is the craftsman Baotou dragging you? Let's hear it!" Yang Ruoqing deliberately asked.

"Qiao pier... oh, I can't say it, I can't..." Yang Yongxian covered his mouth with both hands, his eyes staring like a bull's.

"Father, what's wrong with my elder brother? Why does he cover his mouth as if he's constipated after talking for a while?" Yang Ruoqing didn't ask, she turned her head and joked with Yang Huazhong again.

Yang Huazhong carefully looked at Yang Yongxian's face that was gradually flushing and distorted step by step.

"...It's really a bit like constipation."

"Poor!"

Yang Yongxian suddenly let out a loud fart.

It is said that loud farts do not stink, and stinky farts do not make loud farts. Yang Yongxian's farts are both stinky and loud.

"It seems that we really want something, father, let's go quickly, so we won't delay big brother."

"Hey, okay, okay, Yongxian, then why don't you turn around and help us summon the servants, the sooner the better..."

When the father and daughter returned to the main room, Yang Ruoqing said to Yang Huazhong: "Father, don't be in a hurry to call people. You can take people to check the bridge piers and stone monuments later, maybe there is something tricky about it."

To be honest, Yang Huazhong has been thinking about this matter since he came out.

Yang Ruoqing's proposal at this moment can be said to be exactly what she wanted.

"Success, I'll take a few people back and take care of this matter..."

"Third Uncle, is Qing'er at your house?"

Ping'er's voice suddenly sounded at the gate of the yard.

"Here, come in!" Yang Ruoqing responded with a voice facing out.

"Qing'er, I won't go in. I have something to do with you, so you can come out."

"Sure, let me talk to my father, wait for me." After finishing speaking, Yang Ruoqing turned to Yang Huazhong and said, "Father, Ping'er is looking for me, then I will go there first, and I will talk to you later if there is anything wrong with you." I say."

"Wait a minute, Qing'er, there is one more thing I almost forgot to say."

(End of this chapter)