Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

  055 The widow has a lot of things in front of her door. She doesn't want to make these thatchs anymore. She has to renovate it once a year.

   "Qingwa? Jiuniang, how can we have money..." Of course Xia Sang thought, if there was money, why would she like to cover the roof with thatch every year?

   Actually, the roof of her house used to be covered with blue tiles, but a few years ago a stormy night blew the roof down.

   At that time, her eyes were not very good, and she was reluctant to spend any more money, so she made do with thatch to live.

   She also misses the home that never leaked.

   "Grandma, you forgot that I just sold the wild honeycomb." Xia Beibei interrupted her and asked her back.

   "Juniang, no matter how good the wild honeycomb is, it can't be sold for a high price. Moreover, you will have to live in the future. If you can save it, you must save some flowers."

   "Grandma, the old ones don't go away, and the new ones don't come. Those who can spend money will definitely make money." Xia Beibei said with a smile.

   "You girl, how much money do you have to make to come up with such a delusional reason?" Xia Sang gave her a sullen look.

  People haven't grown up yet, but I think it's a waste of money.

   "Grandma hasn't asked you yet, how much money did the wild honeycomb sell for?"

  Xia Beibei raised her brows, took out ten taels of silver from her arms and handed it to Xia Sang's hand, "Grandma, this silver is for you, you have to hide it."

   "Oh, so much money..." Xia Sangshi was shocked, looking at the white silver in his hand, he was extremely happy.

   She hasn't seen so much silver yet.

   "Juniang, can that wild honeycomb get so much money?"

   She couldn't believe that all the money in her hand was earned by Jiuniang, and her precious granddaughter could earn money.

   "Juniang, grandma doesn't know where to hide this lot of money, otherwise, let's share..."

   "Pfft——" Hearing this, Xia Beibei couldn't help laughing, "Grandma, are you splitting up the family? You still have money to share."

   When Xia Sang heard her words, she remembered that Jiuniang was still a child, how could she give her so much money.

   "Grandma, do we want to cover our house with tiles?"

"Look at Grandma, I'm so happy. With so much money, I can build a new house. It's up to you. I'll repair these broken houses in a few days." Xia Sang slapped the table. said.

   With so much money, can you make your home a little better?

  To be honest, she was really worried that the day it would start snowing and the roof of the house would collapse.

   "It's just..." Xia Sang hesitated for a while, "Juniang, everyone in the village knows that our family is poor, and if we have to repair the house, we won't be told to go?"

   "Grandma, we live our lives. It's about other people's affairs. If they want to talk, let them talk. Are there still few people in the village gossiping?" Xia Beibei said.

  In the countryside, there is a little news, and it spreads immediately. People like to make irresponsible remarks, do they have to care about it? They can't even care.

   If people want to say something, let them say it. They live their lives as usual, what can they do?

   "Then... that's fine." It is said that the widow has a lot of things in front of her, anyway, since her husband died, there are too many things in front of her house, and she can't take care of it anymore.