“I dreamed about his mother.”
Liu Ji wrapped himself in a quilt and said this to Qin Yao pitifully and helplessly.
At first glance, Qin Yao thought he was scolding his mother.
After a pause, he realized that it was the Mo family's curse that took effect. Liu Ji successfully completed the psychological suggestion to himself and dreamed of the dead Mo family.
They say that if you don't do something bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Liu Ji's reaction is obviously because he has done too many bad things.
The cold wind blew in from outside the house, Qin Yao motioned to the elder man to close the door, and said to the younger ones that it was okay.
Da Lang complied, then put on a coat and came back, closed the door, jumped onto the bed naturally, and squeezed into the same bed with his father Liu Ji to keep warm.
Of course I agree! Both Dalang and Erlang had their heads cut off, they were very happy.
Carpenter Liu also knew that he was in a hurry, so he simply didn't want to do it. He just had to do the things in front of him. He still had to repair the house, and he would be busy then.
However, Qin Yao has already asked Carpenter Liu to study bamboo woven filters. The bamboo sets for the charcoal pots that he helped her make earlier are very good.
“I was so busy before, and suddenly I feel free. I'm not used to it.”
However, because Liu Ji also sold his share of the ancestral land to Liu Dafu, Mo's tomb could only be built alone on the hill opposite the ancestral land.
Qin Yao inspected the stone mill to be exchanged, and said with a calm smile while looking at it: "It's okay, I can just take a break, and when the fifteenth day is over, it is estimated that many people will come to us for repairs, and there will still be some repairs by then." busy."
After thinking about it, I had never been there myself. I also wanted to see what Liu Ji, a bastard, was going to do, so I asked the four children, "Can I go with you?"
By the time she finished her morning exercises, Liu Ji, who usually got up the earliest, heard the slightest movement in her room.
When he came to the grave bag, he found that Mr. Mo had only been buried hastily because he had no money. Old man Liu felt guilty, so he asked Carpenter Liu to help him make a wooden plaque.
Qin Yao sat opposite the father and son and asked curiously: "What is the content of the dream?"
“You look down on Sandan?” Qin Yao asked jokingly.
"Hey!" Liu Ji panicked and couldn't stop Qin Yao, so he hugged Da Lang tightly, "Good son, sleep with daddy. We are also close to each other."
Qin Yao shook her head speechlessly and impatiently helped close the door.
They don't know what the adults are doing here. The eldest brother and the second brother said that their mother is here, but they didn't see anyone?
So, after finishing the early lunch in the morning, the family of six, carrying the sacrifices and sickles and hoes, headed towards the foot of the mountain in the south.
After listening to his confusing description, Qin Yao yawned out of boredom, "I thought it was so exciting, is this it?"
Sanlang and Siniang looked at the overgrown earthbags in front of them, and then looked back at the adults in the family, with confusion in their eyes.
Bai Shan hauled fifty sets of water mills south. If the feedback is good, wouldn't their business come?
If the feedback is not good, it only means that the market demand is not high, and you can stop the loss if you stop in time.
Maybe out of fear, Liu Ji hugged Dalang in front of him.
When Qin Yao returned home, Liu Ji had already prepared the meal and cooked two extra pieces of fat pork belly, which were served in a separate celadon bowl and placed in a bamboo basket.
Dalang would occasionally come quietly to pay his respects, and there were traces of paper money left in the weeds.
Qin Yao told Dalang, "Bring a sickle and clean up the grass on the grave."
This is the ancestral land of the Liu family, where the dead members of the Liu family are buried.
Qin Yao was also a little surprised. The tomb was so scrawled.
Qin Yao glanced at Liu Ji in surprise, her conscience suddenly attacked?
However, when did he develop a conscience?
“Aunt Yao, we want to see my mother in a while.” Dalang said to Qin Yao a little uneasily.
The main problem is caused by the restriction of the water flow environment. Without cement to build a smooth and flat water inlet canal, and without iron mesh as a filter to filter out debris in the water, the water tanker will easily get caught in the debris.
He seemed to have never been to this place before. He was surprised to see the grave that had collapsed to only a small bulge and the wild weeds growing on the grave. His feet were fixed and he was stunned in place.
Now, after being exposed to wind and rain, the writing on the plaque has become blurred, and the wood has been almost eroded. Qin Yao feels that with a gentle squeeze, the wood can turn into debris and dissipate in the wind.
There are some incense candles and paper money in the bamboo basket.
Looks like he slept quite soundly this time.
Liu Carpenter shook his head hurriedly, "How is that possible? We used to pick them up one by one."
The closer he got to the grave, the stranger Liu Ji's expression became.
Liu Ji had never had such a dream before. This was the first time he dreamed about the dead Mo, which really shocked him.
He then gouged out Liu Ji and said, "You should have more nightmares."
Dalang: “.”
Seeing Qin Yao coming over, Carpenter Liu looked at her and sighed, "We're not going to close down, are we?"
“Why did it become like this?” He murmured in a low voice alone.
It is something with low raw material cost and cannot be sold at a high price. And the smarter villagers have already made their own bamboo filters.
But when he heard his father mention his dead mother, the young boy couldn't calm down. He nodded. The father and son asked Qin Yao to help close the door and lay down on the bed together.
Dalang was delighted, "Really?"
Purely wooden waterwheels are prone to problems. She has to carefully check her small watermill every half a month.
Liu Ji hesitated for a long time and couldn't explain clearly. Anyway, it was a very scary scene, strangling his neck, scolding him for a bad death, and demanding his life.
“Don't be anxious, look back at the situation, maybe there will be good news.” Qin Yao specifically said to the anxious Carpenter Liu before leaving the water mill.
Qin Yao nodded and asked again whether they agreed or not.
There was not much work in the water mill. All the original workers in the factory were sent home. Qin Yao came to the factory and walked around. Only Carpenter Liu led his son to paint inside.
Dalang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes in embarrassment.
It was less than two hours before dawn. Qin Yao went back to her room and took a quick nap before getting up for morning exercises.
He thought Qin Yao would mind, but he didn't expect that she not only agreed, but also wanted to join them.
The bulk order for delivery in a year has almost been completed, and it was only fifteen years before it was delivered to the customer's home.
"Dalang, go back to the house and sleep." Qin Yao stood up, waved to Dalang, opened the door and left.
Erlang looked at the confused eyes of his two younger siblings, helplessly touched their heads, and told them to stand by the side and not run around.
Dalang put the sickle into Liu Ji's hand. Liu Ji seemed to have just come back to his senses. The father and son silently picked up the weeds.
Erlang took out the sacrificial items from the bamboo basket and arranged them one by one. He then set up Mo's wooden sign and wiped off the soil on it.
Chapter end
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