The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

At this moment, Mrs. Sun had come to her senses. If there was anything she didn't understand, she nodded repeatedly to show that she understood.

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At the same time, Tie Zhu's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zheng, finished chewing her tongue on the street, and after making many wives go back to complain to their men, she ran to Zhao Dong's stepmother, Mrs. Wang.

As soon as he saw Mrs. Wang, he blah blah blah and told about Zhao Dong's family building a house.

Mrs. Zheng exaggerated: "Auntie, you don't even know, there are more than a dozen carts of bricks and tiles, and it seems that they haven't finished pulling them. How big a house will it take to build? It seems that their house It made a lot of money!"

After Mrs. Zheng's Balabala finished speaking, Mrs. Wang was shocked. She had heard that the poor family of the second child was going to build a house.

But, that was what she was thinking, even if it was a poor family of bastards, what kind of good house could they build? At most, they would add two adobe houses.

Hearing Zheng's words now, the whole person was shocked. Unexpectedly, this poor man would not only build a brick house, but also a big mansion!

When she was shocked, she couldn't believe it, so she asked, "Really? Is their family really going to build a big mansion?"

Mrs. Zheng nodded very positively: "Really, I watched it with my own eyes, and the bricks and tiles of the truckloads were pulled towards the house. There is absolutely no mistake!"

Wang's eyes widened, she was very surprised, and said in disbelief, "What did they do to make so much money!"

Then he frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "Zheng Shi, you are well-informed, but on the street, I heard what the second family is doing recently?"

Seeing that she was affirmed, Zheng was very happy in her heart, and said excitedly: "Auntie, if you ask me about this matter, you are asking the right person."

In order to curry favor with the Wang family, as long as it was about Zhao Dong's family, she confidently inquired about it. Now, she has a lot of news about Zhao Dong's family.

So, Balabala told Zheng Shi all the recent things that happened in Zhao Dong's family.

What, five acres of fruit trees have been planted on the slope of their mountain, and one acres of wasteland has been opened. Even Zhao Zhitong has raised a puppy.

It was as if a camera had been installed in front of Zhao Dong's house.

After listening for a long time, Mrs. Wang frowned.

Although these things are a bit strange, and in her opinion, they are still doing very stupid things, how could they make a lot of money!

The Zheng family over there is still gossiping, saying that many people in the village say that Zhao Dong is stupid, that he does not plant crops in a good field, but plants a piece of fruit tree seedlings, waiting for his family to drink the northwest wind.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang smiled coldly: "That's really stupid. I have never heard of planting fruit trees, and there is land reclamation. At that time, the tax will not be enough for them to teach!"

After the two stood at the door and belittled Zhao Dong's family, Mrs. Wang returned home, and then asked old man Zhao curiously: "Hey, old man, do you know that the second family is going to build a big house now?"

Then, he told the rumors on the street.

Afterwards, he analyzed it himself: "Old man, tell me, Zhao Dong is not doing some illegal activities, otherwise, where did he get so much money?"

In the end, I was afraid for a while and said: "Old man, he won't implicate our whole family! Don't delay my grandson's career as the champion! Hey, no, I still think, or let the patriarch remove their family. !"

This is typical of her. If she doesn't see other people living better than their family, if other people's family is better, she must have come here illegally.

Old man Zhao was happy for Zhao Dong, and he was a little unhappy when he heard what Wang said later. He frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, why are you being expelled? Don't mention it anymore! Besides, the second child Isn't it good that the family is doing well, it saves you from worrying about your money being missed by the second family all day long!"

"Humph!"

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly, ignored Old Man Zhao, turned around and entered the house, thinking about this, she had to ask her third son, who was in the market and had a lot of contacts, so he would definitely know what was going on.

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Zhao Dong's family didn't bother to pay attention to the rumors outside and what the stepmother said about them. They were too busy to run around for their happy little days.

The homestead they sold was at the end of the village, close to Zhang Qiang's house. Seeing their house unloading bricks, Zhang Qiang came out to help.

Zhao Zhitong's four little radish heads are still running around and playing on the homestead.

Wei Shulan was very happy: "Tongtong, your homestead is really big!"

Zhao Zhitong: "Yes, yes, I will have my own study in the future."

Then, he pointed to the ground in the homestead and began to enjoy the planning.

"Here is the yard. I will build a swing here, under the tree next to the grape arbor. In summer, I can sit on the swing and read a book in the shade..."

For the scene described by Zhao Zhitong, Zhao Yue was envious, so he asked in an awkward whisper: "Tongtong, when you finish building, can you sit for me?"

He had wanted a swing for a long time, but his father wouldn't build it for him.

Qiao Muchen and Wei Shulan also liked the scene described by Zhao Zhitong, and they all asked if they could sit down for them.

Zhao Zhitong patted his chest and said loudly: "Of course, let's sit together!"

Just as a few little guys were playing in the homestead, on Zhao Dong's side, all the bricks and tiles on the car had been unloaded and piled up into several squares.

Zhao Dong was afraid that the bricks would fall and hit the children, so he didn't let them play next to the pile of bricks. After the last few carts of bricks were brought back, Zhao Dong returned home with a few radish heads.

Qiao Muchen and the others were in the courtyard of Zhao Zhitong's house again, playing with the puppy Dabao for a while, and then agreed that tomorrow they would go back to their respective houses after reading a book together under the big pagoda tree in the school.

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Zhao Dong's family is about to build a house, and they are recruiting workers in the village, and the whole village is buzzing.

The well-digging team and the ice cellar-digging team were special personnel brought by Zhang Jinbao. This skill was passed down in the family, and outsiders would not know it.

For the workers who built the house, Zhang Jinbao only brought a few technicians, and Zhao Dong had to find the rest of the workers himself.

So, Zhao Dong found a few well-connected families in the village, like Shitou, Zhang Qiang, Huzi and others.

When Zhao Dong spoke about it, they agreed directly without even asking how much the salary would be.

Now that the busy farming season has just passed, most of the villagers heard that Zhao Dong's family is recruiting workers to build a house, and many villagers took the initiative to ask Zhao Dong for help.

Naturally, there are quite a few like Zheng who pull their men away. It was as if Zhao Dong and the others would not be able to pay their wages.

Two days later, the well-drilling team came first. They inspected the homestead first, then selected the location for drilling the well, and first surrounded the location with wooden boards.

This can prevent accidentally occupying the best drilling position when building a house later.

After all, the location of the well water greatly affects the layout of the yard. Fortunately, the best place to dig a well is in the backyard, just as Zhao Dong intended.

In the Zhao family, two young couples with no experience in building a house watched the house being built. Grandma Zhao Guifen was always worried, so she often came to tell them some precautions.