Just as Zhou Lang straightened up and wanted to take a look, a whip came out of thin air and hit the ground next to him. The officer shouted: "What are you looking for? Come to work quickly. If you can't finish this section today, everyone will be killed."

Don’t call it a day!”

Zhou Lang nodded immediately.

Manbao roared loudly, and seeing that Third Brother didn't respond, he climbed onto Wulang's neck, sat on it and shouted at the crowd again, "Third Brother——"

Now the officer overseeing the work finally saw a few children and pointed with a whip: "Hey, children, what are you doing?"

Some laborers quietly raised their heads to look. They were so gray that Manbao couldn't recognize them, but the villagers of Qili Village could easily recognize them.

The Wulang and Liulang of the Zhou family, especially the one sitting on the neck, aren’t they the Zhou family’s treasured bumps?

Immediately someone shouted, "Zhou Lang, your brothers and sisters are here to see you!"

Although the policemen supervise the work, they are not so strict that they are not allowed to speak, they are just not allowed to be lazy and slippery.

Zhou Lang heard clearly now, and regardless of the whip, he raised his head and turned around to see Man Bao sitting on Lao Wu's neck. He widened his eyes and shouted, "Man Bao, you

Why are you here?"

The police officer glanced at the child over there and waved at Zhou Lang in disgust: "Go quickly, go quickly, I'll give you a quarter of an hour, and come back to work quickly."

Zhou Lang bent down and bowed his head repeatedly to express his gratitude, dropped his hoe and ran over there.

Man Bao finally recognized her third brother among the gray crowd, because she saw that her third brother was running towards her.

Man Bao hugged Wu Lang's neck and slid down skillfully, and Zhou Lang quickly took her down.

Bai Shanbao looked very envious and decided that when he went back, he would ask Manbao's brother to let him sit as well. He had never sat on an adult's neck before.

Zhou Lang rushed up, first he was happy to hug Man Bao, but when he thought that his body was covered with dust, he retracted his hand, and then looked at Wu Lang, "Lao Wu, something happened at home?"

"No," Wu Lang said bravely: "Man Bao said she missed you, so she came to see you. Third brother, I, we miss you too. It's hard to serve."

I have only been here for a few days, and not only have I gained a lot of weight, but I have also lost a lot of weight, and all the meat that I had managed to gain before has been lost.

Zhou Lang narrowed his eyes with a smile, shook his head and said: "It's not hard, it's really, it's such a cold day, Man Bao is not sensible, are you not sensible too, walking such a long way..."

Zhou Lang kept chattering, and subconsciously wanted to touch the money and ask Manbao to go home and buy sweets.

But Man Bao had already taken out a candy from his pocket, peeled off the oil paper and stuffed it into his mouth. She touched his face on her toes with a distressed look on her face, "Third brother, you have lost weight."

Zhou Lang bent over and felt that his heart was full of worries, but he was not very good at talking and could only shake his head, "It's not hard, it's not hard."

Man Bao watched them digging dirt on the roadside curiously, "Third brother, what are you doing?"

"Building roads," Zhou Lang was very happy, but didn't know how to express it, so he kept talking to Man Bao about their service, pointing to the two ditches on the roadside: "There is a lot of water here, can you see it?

Now the official roads are full of potholes, because the rain water cannot drain out, which has damaged the roads. Now we dig two small ditches and fill them with mud. In the future, the water on the road will be drained into the ditches, and the roads will not be the same.

It will go bad so fast.”

Then he pointed to a row of thatched huts in the open space in the distance and said: "That's our residence. They are all temporary buildings. We are responsible for the official road in Bali and the nearby water conservancy, so we have food and accommodation here..."

Manbao listened very carefully and asked several questions. Zhoulang also explained in more detail, such as what water conservancy included.

"Actually, it's very simple. It's just to dig a ditch, four feet wide and five feet deep, around these farmlands, from there to here..." Zhou Lang was very envious when he said it, and said: "I don't know the county.

When will the Grand Master ask someone to repair the water conservancy in our village? If our village also has such a ditch, it will be much more convenient."

"So building water conservancy is a good thing?" Man Bao asked.

Zhou Lang smiled and said: "Of course it's a good thing."

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao looked at each other, scratched their little heads, and whispered: "But didn't you say in the village that you didn't want to come to serve or build water conservancy?"

Zhou Lang immediately looked around and found that the official was not paying attention, so he whispered: "It's not the water conservancy project of our own village. We are asked to repair it. Of course we are not happy..."

And serving is really hard.

But as soon as the idea came to his mind, Zhou Lang smiled again.

Man Bao then roughly understood that good things are still good things, but good things do not happen to those who cultivate water conservancy.

Manbao wanted to ask again, but the police officer over there urged him, "Zhou Lang, come back to work quickly!"

Zhou Lang responded and asked Wu Lang to take Man Bao back immediately, and then hurried over to work.

After finally getting here, even though Man Bao was willing to go back, Bai Shanbao was not willing.

So the two of them took out a small notebook from their small bag, took their pens, and after polishing the ink on the spot, they went to ask someone for questioning.

Wu Lang and Liu Lang looked at it in awe. Their youngest sister was so amazing. She could write articles at such a young age. Then they curiously followed her to read.

Manbao and Bai Shanbao, with the help of Keke, developed a very concise and clear questionnaire, with these questions written down in a small notebook.

The two children squatted in front of Lao Ding and asked them how many people there were in their family, how many young men there were, how the family distributed labor, what things had been prepared at home this time, and under what circumstances the imperial court would not issue a labor order.

Will they also rush to repair water conservancy and official roads?

The laborers didn't want to answer at first. They were already very tired from working. Who had time to take care of two milk babies?

But one of the two baby dolls is holding a notebook and a brush, and the other is holding an inkstone. They look very tall, and people can tell that they are scholars at a glance.

Although everyone has no chance to read or write, they respect scholars.

So everyone began to take time to answer their various strange questions. A policeman noticed what was going on here and came over with a whip. He saw Bai Shanbao squatting down and taking notes. The policeman glanced at it without interrupting, but still frowned.

Frowning, he waited for him to raise his head and then said: "Young Master, Miss, this is not your place to play. Go somewhere else."

Bai Shanbao said: "This is the homework assigned by our husband, we must complete it."

The police officer thinks that their husband is not fooling around. If such a young child comes here, who will be responsible if something happens?
Chapter completed!