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Chapter 117: I Always Feel Poor

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    "Boss Zhao, we must have come early, the master's house hasn't woken up yet." Pointing to the closed courtyard door, the driver turned his head and said to Foreman Zhao.

    "What are you talking about? The sun is already up. Hurry up and call me the door." Foreman Zhao slapped the boy on the body, waiting for the bull's eye to growl.

    The little guy said 'Ouch', begged for mercy with a flattering smile, jumped out of the car and ran to call the door.

    Before his hand touched the door panel, he saw a young man walking over carrying a bundle of firewood.

    "Hey, the master is here!" The young man immediately ran forward, and saluted Huang Shuhai with a smile, "Master, our leader Zhao is waiting for you, go over and discuss how we should start the work.  "

    Huang Shuhai nodded, unloaded the bundle of firewood on his shoulders, and walked towards Foreman Zhao.

    "Hello master, this car is a green brick that the master asked to bring, and it will be sold at the market price. You can pay for the moving fee, and it will be worth ten cents.  gone."

    Foreman Zhao had a smile on his face, and he spoke in an amiable manner, and he couldn't tell at all that he was kicking someone just now.

    "Yes. The house is built on the west side, which is a wasteland. It needs to be tidied up first." Huang Shuhai took out two ingots of silver from his arms, which were considered as money for land reclamation.

    Foreman Zhao took it with a smile, "Then let's open the ground first, then lay the foundation and build the dragon."

    Huang Shuhai didn't know much about this either, thinking of his little daughter-in-law's advice, he nodded calmly.  Put on a look of 'you are up to you, it's all up to you'.

    Foreman Zhao became more and more satisfied. In their line of work, the most fearful thing is that the master is dictating. Building a house is also a technical job. It looks simple to laymen, but the doorway inside is deep.

    If you listen to the master's advice and the house is not built solidly, you will end up causing trouble for them.  But if you don't listen to a word, maybe this deal will be considered dirty.

    Now that he meets a master who doesn't care about anything, foreman Zhao is of course happy, and he is gearing up to do a big job.

    "Wait a moment."

    ? Foreman Zhao just got into the bullock cart, and looked back at Huang Shuhai who called him to stop him, thinking that the master would not want to intervene again.

    "When construction starts, build a better-looking vegetable garden in the backyard." My young daughter-in-law likes to grow vegetables, weeds and catches insects every day, and takes care of her more carefully than herself.

    Foreman Zhao looked at Huang Shuhai as if he had seen a ghost, nodded and said with a stiff smile, "Don't worry, we will definitely build the most beautiful one."

    Seeing foreman Zhao beckoning his subordinates to drive the ox cart to the west, Huang Shuhai realized that something was wrong around him. Turning around, he saw a lot of villagers surrounded not far away, looking at him dumbfounded.

    Huang Shuhai frowned slightly, turned around, picked up the firewood and entered the courtyard gate.

    But the villagers who came back to their senses all opened their mouths in surprise when they saw that those people really unloaded the blue bricks on the west side of Chu Rong's courtyard.

    Some people raised their thumbs up to praise Huang Shuhai, to see how capable this man is, and he is going to build a big tile house for his family in such a short time after he came back.

    However, a few men remained silent, but envious expressions appeared in their eyes.  They have heard their mother-in-law talk about Huang Shuhai's daughter-in-law, who is capable of earning money, maybe this house is the money earned by others, and that boy Huang Shuhai took advantage of it.

    Several men ordered to lament why they did not marry such a daughter-in-law. In that case, whoever would work hard to farm the land would have enjoyed happiness long ago.

    I have to say that throughout the ages, there has always been no shortage of men who "marry a daughter-in-law and save thirty years of hard work".

    "I just heard some movement outside, have the craftsmen come?" Chu Rong came out of the kitchen, handed a bowl of herbal tea to Huang Shuhai, and asked with a smile.

    "Well, let them go to the wasteland." Huang Shuhai took it, drank it in one gulp, and felt extremely cool immediately.

    "It's what you thought, you bought the two acres of wasteland next to us." Chu Rong praised with a smile.

    Originally, she still wanted to worry about where to live after the house was demolished, and a lot of things were added for more than half a year, so moving was unrealistic.

    But after she told the story, Huang Shuhai glanced at her in surprise, and then told him that he went to Lizheng's house to talk about building a house, and by the way bought two acres of wasteland next to the house.

    After Chu Rong heard this, she instantly felt that she was stupid. She was soaked in every inch of land and gold in her previous life, and she didn't dare to think about buying land.

    The corners of Huang Shuhai's mouth twitched, he pursed his lips and remained silent, but felt more and more weird in his heart.

    ? My daughter-in-law not only stares at one place in a daze before going to bed every day, but also seems to lack basicKnowledge, and above all, always feeling poor.

    "I made a pot of herbal tea, and you can send it to the craftsman later." Thinking of the herbal tea still brewing in the kitchen, Chu Rong hurriedly said something, and turned back to the kitchen.

    Huang Shuhai's throat groaned, he glanced at the empty bowl in his hand, and followed into the kitchen.  He has also drank a lot of good tea these years, but for some reason, he just thinks this herbal tea is the most palatable.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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