Lin’s father and mother’s move was to give Lin’s wife an explanation and a warning to them. If anyone doesn’t want to live in the Lin family well, then go back to their parents’ home.

Mrs. Lin was really a little scared. In this era, after the daughters of ordinary families got married, their parents' homes could not have their place to live. Not every family had a Luo Sanlang.

If they were like Liu Lang's wife and the group were driven back to their parents' home, not only would they lose their face, but even their character would be questioned. If the in-laws intentionally make things difficult and do not pick them up for a long time, they would even have to put them on the fire.

So in this way, Lin Dasan and Lin Ersan "recovered from illness". Someone at home was cooking and doing housework. The men also started working, making vinegar and tofu, and the whole Lin family yard slowly began to operate again.

But Lin Chunqiu's wife never expected that her mother-in-law, who had loved her so much before, could actually give her this trick at critical moments.

She also blamed her for being too arrogant. She is the youngest daughter in the family in the family. She is the flesh of Ye Niang. When she gets married, she is just an ordinary wife. Her parents' family is just an ordinary farmer, not a big family. Who can hold her?

That day, when Lin Chunqiu's wife was taken out of Xipo Village by her father, she cried all the way, calling many people to watch the fun, and even many people were talking about it at the Xu family's guest house.

"Did you think I've done too much?" Seeing the loophole, Aunt Luo asked Luo Yong.

"Sister is soft-hearted?" Luo Yong asked her.

"After all, she is young and always spoiled at home. It's normal to be a little confused, but it may not be a bad thing." Seeing Lin Chunqiu's wife like this, Aunt Luo couldn't help but remember the situation she had just passed by.

She really didn't expect that the sister-in-law Lin, Lin Er, would be so serious, and she didn't expect that Lin's father and mother would make up their minds this time.

"Sister doesn't need to worry. If she is really a good person, it will be beneficial or harmless to learn this lesson early." Luo Yong said.

In Luo Yong's opinion, no matter how young he is, he should be mentally prepared to be slapped by someone. Besides, Lin Chunqiu's wife did not confront Aunt Luo in front of her face, and she was just playing tricks behind her back. Luo Yong was especially disliked such people.

As February comes, the weather is getting warmer day by day, and the business in the cement workshop is getting better and better every day.

There are more people coming to their cement workshop to work than before winter. Many people come from far away places. They heard the porters who carry cement that the Luo family's cement workshop is very good, and they can take care of two hot meals a day, and they have to give some food to the workers at noon.

I heard that the wages are also quite large, and some work is based on piecework. For example, when throwing mud blanks, the price of each mud blank is determined. You can get as much as you can throw as you can. Some are fixed wages ranging from one and a half to three cents a day.

The one who takes the most money and works the lightest is the job of watching the fire, and it is to be alert all the time. If you don’t pay attention, it is likely that the cement of a kiln will be invalid. That is a big kiln, and that cement of a kiln can be sold for a lot of money.

I heard that Luo Sanlang didn't ask them to pay, but just remembered what quality the cement in this kiln was, whether it was the best, medium or worst, or it was impossible to use at all. There were special records there. After summarizing it in the last month, you can get bonuses if you have good grades. The better the grades, the more you get. If you have poor grades, you won't deduct money. Even if you have a certain degree of difference, they will have to replace people.

"You didn't see how well the road from Lishi County to Xipo Village was built. It was flat and sturdy, and it was like a mirror."

"Then you can't slip if you step on it?"

"Hahaha!"

"I've drawn some traces on it, which are non-slip."

"Can it really be that flat?"

"Of course, pushing the cart on it is like walking in the sky."

"Don't you all carry the burden, where did you get the car?"

"There are car rentals outside Lishi County. Large cars cost one penny a day, and small cars cost half a day."

“That’s not cheap either.”

"That big cart can transport three or five loads at a time."

“…”

Many people have heard the descriptions of these porters and want to go to Xipo Village to see them, so some villagers come together, some of which are more particular, and they can carry a package and put one or two pieces of changing clothes in them. Some people are very simple, put a few mixed breads in their arms and go out directly.

When they walked to Lishi County, they saw that the people were coming and going, which was a little more lively than they thought. Not far from the city gate, there was indeed an extremely flat earth-yellow cement road. I walked along this road and was Xipo Village. Even if it was the first time people came here, they would never have to worry about not being able to find a place.

The cement workshop was full of work all day long, and everyone was very strong. Among the groups of strong or thin men, one or two women could occasionally be seen.

These women who need to support their families are no worse than men in their work, but those in charge of the workshop will still try to arrange relatively light work for them.

"Hey! Go away! Go away!" The newcomers were stunned, but they blocked Dao'er.

I saw a woman dragging a car quickly over there. Her car looked strange. It was four wheels, each wheel was about the size of a fist. The car plate was very close to the ground, and there was a half-person-high pull handle on one end. At this time, there was a lot of mud on her car, which looked very heavy. However, many of the ground around the workshop was covered with cement and there was almost no slope. It was not very difficult for her to pull the car with the mud on her car.

The Luo family's cement workshop is not very picky, and basically they can go to work as soon as they come. However, those lazy guys who don't work hard can kick them as soon as they say, which is very consistent with Luo Sanlang's usual style. If he can tolerate someone taking advantage of the troubled waters under his nose, he will not be known as the coffin board.

After a hard day, supper is always rich, such as meat and bone soup and water, which are very common, and corn porridge is often cooked, and occasionally you can eat buns, pancakes, and other things.

"Apu, what are you doing? Are you going to catch rabbits on the mountain again?" Goro was happy again when he saw a small tool that was being made in Apu's hand.

Earlier, Apu had a rabbit on the hillside, and they roasted it together and it tasted very good. Unfortunately, there were too many people at that time, and Goro didn't get a few bites.

"Spring cannot do, animals need to give birth to cubs." Apu shook his head.

"Oh, my brother said this too." Spring cannot catch rabbits, so it has to wait until summer. Goro sighed and asked Apu again, "Are there rabbits in the woods in your hometown?"

"Yes." Ap replied.

"What do the rabbits in your place look like? Do they look the same as the rabbits in our place? They are so far away that even people look different..."

"A little different, the rabbits there..."

These two people, big, small, black and yellow, have a common language. Luo Wulang was full of curiosity about Apu and his hometown, and Apu also missed his hometown very much. When they got together, they either talked about math problems or Apu's hometown.

"Sister, I'll go find Apu and I'm back before dark." After dinner that day, Goro's kid jumped out again.

"I have to run out so late." Er Niang muttered.

"Let him go, there are so many workers over there, nothing can happen." Luo Yong said.

After eating, Luo Yong leaned on the kang of the grocery store to read a book. He read the book of Songs he bought for Wulang. The book Erniang and the others liked it. Luo Yong was actually average, but living in this era, those who had never memorized the Book of Songs are easily treated as illiterate.

At this time, he held the book in his hand, stared at Goro's figure leaving the yard, and a smile on his lips: Go, boy, go and get the friendship of that black man, and his gratitude and loyalty.

Luo Yong always felt that the black man named Apu was not simple, because he was more vigilant than the other two black men, and he seemed to have always regarded taking care of the other two as his responsibility.

What kind of person can have such a sense of responsibility? Of course he is the leader. Luo Yong guessed that even if he is not the leader of the tribe, he should at least be the son of the leader or the gifted candidate of the next leader.
Chapter completed!