Age: My Small World

Chapter 174: Going up to the beam

Day two.

Today, people from Fanjiazhuang gathered to watch the fun near Yangjia.

The foundation of a new house was being laid. There were only four grown men working inside, while there were more than a dozen people standing outside, watching the work while smoking tobacco and bragging.

The dry tobacco smoked by the villagers has a very strong smell, which most smokers cannot stand. They will feel dizzy and dizzy after taking two puffs, and their teeth will also become black easily.

"The Yang family is really rich. Xiaoshan has enlightened them. Even a little kid like them can earn money to build a new house. My kid doesn't have that ability."

A dark-skinned man smacked his lips before uttering these words.

As he said this, he looked around, wanting to see if his son was there so that he could take the opportunity to talk to him, but it turned out that he had already slipped away.

Most of the people watching the fun were adults and children. Most of the kids in their teens ran to the mountains to catch pheasants and rabbits to satisfy their hunger.

The area behind the mountain seemed empty even if dozens of people were thrown in.

If Yang Jun did not participate in the construction of the house, he would also be called.

In the past, Fan Yuanjie was with him, but unfortunately Fan Yuanjie rarely came back recently. He had almost no time to rest and was busy learning to drive.

The roof of the original side house has been lifted off, revealing a rather narrow space inside. The stones are still there, but the area needs to be expanded.

So a few people started digging the foundation along the traces of lime that Yang Jun had spread in advance. They worked hard and put all their strength into one place, and the soil was quickly lifted up.

Yang Jun showed off his already well-proportioned arms and exerted great strength.

At the same time, I also had time to talk to my elder sister.

Yang Hongmei arrived yesterday afternoon and just in time for dinner.

"Sister, why don't you go back to work? There are enough people at home."

"It's okay, I'll just help out for the next two days, and I'll go back to work the day after tomorrow." Yang Hongmei asked someone to help her get leave from the factory, and planned to stay at home for two days to help with the work.

As for the factory, it doesn't have much impact. After all, it is a real iron rice bowl. Once a worker becomes a formal employee, the factory director cannot fire him unless there is a particularly serious accident.

Besides, Yang Hongmei won’t be delayed in any way.

"Don't say anything, save your energy, let me do it if you need it, I'm stronger than you."

Yang Hongmei did not change much after becoming a worker, and her personality remained the same.

He was about to roll up his sleeves and get down to the ground, but Yang Jun quickly stopped him.

"Don't take over this man's job. Go and see your mother." I wanted to gossip about my elder sister, but after thinking about her temper, I gave up.

"Okay, I'll go."

Li Xiaohua and the others were collecting stones from the side house, which they would use to build a new wall later. The rest were obtained through negotiation with the villagers, and Uncle Qi helped to mediate.

Cement is hard to buy these days, so lime and clay are used to build walls. It sounds ordinary, but it is actually quite sturdy. Many families do this, and their houses stand the test of time without being stepped on.

Anyway, the current house will not be lived in for many years, so Yang Jun is not too obsessed with the materials.

I was just a little upset that I forgot to get some cement in the provincial capital.

Everyone was having a great time and they quickly dug out the foundation, each person digging a line.

The way Yang Jun worked refreshed everyone's impression of him. The skinny student in the past has grown up and is now able to take care of the family affairs.

After two days of excitement, the crowds of onlookers gradually dispersed, with some still worried about food during the winter.

At this time, the foundation is almost ready and we can start building the walls. This depends on the master craftsman recommended by Uncle Qi.

The master's surname is Yu. He looks to be fifty years old, but actually he is not that old, only in his thirties. He moved here at about the same time as the Yang family.

Despite his young age, he has thirty years of experience in bricklaying. It's said that his craft is inherited from his family, and he started working in the industry at a young age with his father, who was once a well-known craftsman for miles around. Old Yu is not only experienced, but also meticulous in his work, which makes people feel at ease.

According to Uncle Qi's idea, his wages should be exchanged for food, and a few kilograms of food every day would be enough. After ten days or so, he would have dozens of kilograms, which would be enough to eat for a while.

His wife also helps Li Xiaohua and just takes care of the meals.

Under the guidance of the master craftsman, the new house is really in good shape. It is quite different from the old house next to it, but it doesn't have a big impact. The roof will be similar when the time comes.

There are no bricks or tiles to build the walls or roof. Instead, they use wood, nailed together, covered with a layer of plastic, and then strips of wood on top. That's it.

I thought it would take half a month to heal, but it was done in less than two weeks, thirteen days to be exact.

It is already mid-to-late December.

It was delayed for two days because of the rain, otherwise we could have moved it forward.

On the 20th, Uncle Seven was invited over again.

Today is the day to put up the beam, which is quite important.

To be precise, the new house has two rooms, one is for living, and the middle part connecting to the old house is the main room which was converted from the side house.

"Let's set up the beam!"

Then Master Yu said a few auspicious words with a rosy face. This was also the procedure.

Then the host family would distribute some food to the surrounding children.

Although Yang Jun only brought some small candies, they made the group of children very happy and excited.

"Xiao Yu, your cooking skills haven't deteriorated. It sounds festive." Uncle Qi also took a few candies, sweetened his mouth, and smiled happily.

"Hehe, I haven't done it for a long time. Fortunately, I didn't fall behind." Master Yu said honestly.

Work like this actually occasionally appears around here, but Master Yu hasn't done it for a long time, and there is a reason for that.

If it weren't for the poor grain production this time, which caused difficulties for his family, he wouldn't have wanted to take the job.

"What are you going to do in the future? If so, I'll figure it out for you."

Master Yu scratched his head and then refused.

"I still want to live a stable life. Farming is good enough. My father worked as a farmer because he had no land to farm."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Uncle Qi was just asking and had no intention of asking him to continue doing this.

"Master Yu, can I ask you for some advice on building a house someday?"

Yang Jun was thinking about the bamboo house he was going to build in his own little world. He thought he could learn some experience and build a better nest.

"It's nothing. I won't hide it."

"It's just that you're a high school student. You can't do this kind of work in the future. It's a waste."

Master Yu was afraid that he would go astray, as high school students are very popular nowadays.

"I can't do that. I can't make a living from this." Yang Jun shook his head. He just wanted to learn more, but there was no need to go down this path. He had his own goals.

In fact, he has learned some things by helping out these days, but he just has a general idea.

"Okay, then come find me when you're free. I'm always at home."

Master Yu agreed immediately.

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