The Lady's Sickly Husband

C50. Boiling, New House Completed

"Yes, this yard really needs repair! Xue, tell me your idea and I draw it down. Later in the afternoon after school, I'll visit the village head. By the time when your workshop gains scale, you'll need more workers. The head would be happy to see that."

"I am grinding the ink for you..."

In the village house was a pleasant and harmonious picture. The man was tall and handsome while the woman was tiny and cute. Though they dressed plainly, they chatted and laughed happily, indicating their dense love.

"Here, I want a water room. The kitchen would be placed there."

"Here, I want a wardrobe and there should be a sleeping bench..."

Mo Qianxue described while Ning Shaoqing was drawing and smiling.

It turned out that the moment Ning Shaoqing mentioned to build a workshop, the village head not only suggested to let all villagers to give a hand, but also readily allocate a piece of land next to Ning's yard to him.

The Wang village started to boil at once!

The workshop of Ning family was going to expand and hire people again...

It was heard that Mrs. Ning had bought a piece of land at the dock...

Those who were either envious, trying to curdle up or sincerely providing help all crowded to the Ning house.

Fang Datang was a great carpenter; Liu Laoshuan was an expert in plastering; the two brothers of Wang family always helped with the restoring of the ancestral hall and were hired outside the village for part-times jobs. They were even more excellent constructors.

Originally, sister Fang, out of good intention, planned to invite the witch at the east of the village to predict a lucky day to start the construction, but Mo Qianxue stopped her, "An ordinary day is a good day."

It was a big deal to build a house, so sister Fang persuaded her again.

Ning Shaoqing happened to walk out of the room with a book on his hand. Hearing their conversation, he didn't look away and walked directly to the laurel tree. A piece of leaf swirled down. He paused for a while and caught it, saying calmly: this is great.

Sister Fang had always respected Ning Shaoqing from her heart and acted respectfully towards him, not daring to violate a little bit. Hearing Ning Shaoqing's words, she gave up trying.

After all workers were summoned, the construction started soon.

The thin snow floated for two days until the sun shone. It happened to be slack season for farming, so all men who had strength came to give a hand.

At such a small place, there already gather thirty-four people coming to offer help. Under the instruction of Ning Shaoqing, some of them were laying the foundation, others went to chop wood, and still others were restoring the old house...

Every morning, after telling the workers this day's plan, Ning Shaoqing would go to school as usual. Sometimes, he himself would also do some work and helped the villagers.

Of course, even if he moved normally, his demeanor and figure were well displayed in the movements as graceful as dancing.

Wang Tiansong was flexible-minded. No matter what kind of task Ning Shaoqing assigned to him, he would well perceive and finish.

Though he was young, he had been engaging in the repair of the ancestral hall since he was a little boy. Besides, he was the nephew of elder Wanger, so he was quite authoritative among villagers who, under his command, did everything orderly and never caused any trouble.