In mid-October, the guests had moved out, and the groundbreaking for Qin Yao's new study room had finally begun.

Liu Ji had already decided on the materials, and Mute was responsible for contracting the work. He called five or six people, set off the firecrackers, dug in with the first hoe, and construction began.

This time, not only Qin Yao's family is building a house, but most of the village is repairing houses, planning to reinforce all the houses before the first snow comes.

The reason why we can do this is that everyone now has money.

There are many workers in the village who go to the stationery factory to work in a family of two or three. If they are a couple, they have joined the stationery factory when it was recruiting large quantities of workers. Until now, in five months, one person has received more than 300 yuan, and the two have received more than 300 yuan. That's six hundred.

Five months added up to three taels of silver, which was enough to simply reinforce and repair the house.

This is just ordinary work, such as Yun Niang Shunzi and other small stewards, plus the rewards paid in September, there will be more.

However, there was no consensus on the collective construction of houses at the beginning. It was when Liu Ji was taking literacy classes that he suddenly thought that buying building materials collectively might save a lot of money.

No, in order to use some of the tight budget given by Qin Yao to line his own pockets, he used his sharp tongue to unite twelve families in the village and decided to purchase bricks, tiles and wood together.

The villagers all like to follow the trend, and this year everyone has indeed made money by following the stationery factory. After hearing Liu Ji and his group talking to the proprietress who sells tiles in Xiahe Village about super low prices, Old Man Liu made a decision and decided to repair the old house.

With old men from the village like Old Man Liu joining the team, Carpenter Liu could no longer sit still.

These days, he found that many strange carriages came to the entrance of the village. The people who got off the carriages were all wearing silk shirts and cotton. They came to the village and asked about news about the great scholar.

Some of them went straight to the door to see them, but unfortunately the Lotus Courtyard had a no-visit sign, so they could only go back disappointed.

But the next day, these people came again, either squatting near the lotus courtyard, or asking for news at the village well, trying their luck to see if they could meet the scholar who was out for a walk.

It's a pity that the weather is getting colder day by day. The Confucian scholar has a charcoal pot burning in his house, warming wine and playing chess. I don't know how comfortable it is to go out.

As time went by, people in the village became familiar with these people.

It was cold and I couldn't stay outside. Grandma Wang's family took the lead in opening the courtyard door, boiling hot water and inviting these admiring scholars to come in and rest.

At first, Grandma Wang was just kind-hearted and prepared hot water for these young students to drink without charging any money.

Later, those young people were embarrassed and would put the coins on the table every time they left.

These people gave me more or less water money, and those who were wealthy found it interesting to sit in the farmyard, and there were only one or two coins in broken silver nuggets.

Those from a poor family can buy seven or eight eggs from the host, which is considered as repaying Grandma Wang's kindness.

After going back and forth, for some reason, the young people who were squatting at the Confucian University all came to Granny Wang's house in a tacit understanding. Three or five people gathered at a table, regardless of their status, boiling hot water, grilling over the charcoal fire, talking and laughing, and having a unique wild fun.

When Liu Carpenter saw it, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he finally understood what Qin Yao had said to him at that time.

Without hesitation, he spent two taels of silver to buy the abandoned house under his sunflower field.

It just so happened that the whole village was breaking ground together, so he was not to be outdone and joined Liu Ji's purchasing group.

The quantity was large, and the price of the materials was really low. Liu Jimei happily pocketed 500 cash.

It's a pity that he was able to get another one or two hundred coins from the mute contractors. It was all because of Awang. He managed to plow all the land and replant it. He was so tired that he could only lie in bed and watch. Qin Yao's busy figure.

Qin Yao was not feeling well. She was supposed to be Liu Ji's supervisor, but now she was her again, and she was in a bad mood.

When Liu Ji saw Qin Yao walking by the window, he smiled innocently and said, "Thank you for your hard work, madam."

Qin Yao: "I don't work hard, my life is hard!"

Seeing that he was still laughing, Qin Yao, who had already passed by the window, stepped back and glanced at him suspiciously.

His gaze was too hot, so Liu Jiqiao embarrassedly pulled up the quilt to cover his neck, only revealing his face, "Madam, what are you looking at~"

"It doesn't look like you can't move. Isn't your mouth quite capable of speaking?"

Qin Yao suddenly strode into the room. Liu Ji swallowed hard and glanced at the open door and window in panic, "Madam, the door is not closed yet. Isn't this inappropriate?"

Qin Yao lifted up the quilt on his body and just stretched out her hand. Liu Ji took the initiative to push his body forward, thinking that this was too exciting, and slapped him on his puffed out chest.

Liu Ji was caught off guard, screamed "Ah!" and fell on the thick quilt, holding his chest with his hands.

The strained muscle was suddenly hit by an external force, and a sourness that made people uncontrollably shed tears penetrated into the bone marrow. The dignified seven-foot man burst into tears in an instant and kept sucking in cold air.

This way, it doesn't look like it's just pretending.

Qin Yao, the culprit, coughed twice to cover up his guilty conscience and said seriously:

"I think your injury is quite serious. Why don't you ask Awang to bring you a doctor to come back and take a look?"

The charm in Liu Ji's heart had long been defeated by the sourness that ordinary people could not bear. He fell on the bed and screamed, but ignored her suggestion.

It was rare for him to catch a poisonous woman and apologize for a moment, so he didn't want to make it easy for her so easily.

Liu Ji screamed more and more miserably, and the busy mute and other workers in the backyard couldn't help but run over to see if something happened.

Being watched with concern by so many people, Qin Yao awkwardly kicked her legs on the bed and reminded Liu Ji to restrain herself, it was almost done!

He turned around and explained to Mute and the others: "It's okay. He is ill. You can continue your work and don't get in the way."

The mute looked at Liu Ji, who was rolling around on the bed holding the quilt, with sweat on his head and tears in his eyes. He gestured worriedly and asked: Are you really okay?

Qin Yao smiled and nodded, and then Mute and the others left hesitantly.

As soon as the person left, Liu Ji screamed in pain again. Can Qin Yao still tolerate it?

Playing with his fingers, he said faintly: "Strange, why is my hand so itchy that I can't stand it?"

Before the words were completely finished, the person on the bed shut his mouth sensibly, opened a pair of peach blossom eyes with rain, biting the corners of the quilt, and looked at her weakly and innocently.

Qin Yao's eyes dimmed and she stared at him for a full five seconds before she moved her eyes away with lingering interest, looked at the quilt covering him, and said with disgust:

"You are too thin. You will train with Da Lang from now on."

She had already thought of the reasons for him, "The examination room is not that easy to endure. The longer you stay, the longer it will be. You can't hold it in such a small room for three to five days with your current physique."

After saying that, the dark gaze fell on his face again, and Liu Ji's heart suddenly rose to his throat, fearing that she would slap him again and make him go down to see the King of Hell.

But her eyes only paused on him for a moment, then turned and left the room. (End of chapter)

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