Wang Xiang is right, the girl who opens a shop on the street doing business is not frightened.

Jung Kexiang generously accompanied the craftsmen to drink two glasses of wine, then got off the table and returned to the kitchen to talk to Zhenhua's mother.

Cuihong held Jung Kexiang's hand and smiled, "Girl, you've given Zhenhua a lot today. We, the girls in the countryside, can't find many who can show off like you."

"Aren't I forced by Qi Lei?" Zhang Kexiang smiled.

Cuihong lifted the pot to serve the rice, and let Jungkexiang eat first.

Jung Kexiang only ate half a bowl of rice, then put down the rice bowl and was busy serving rice and pouring tea for the craftsmen.

After the meal, the craftsmen were basking in front of the sun, smoking and drinking tea, and taking a simple break.

Zhao Chenghai accompanied the craftsmen and spoke in front to understand the project progress and budget for the days of building beams.

Cuihong pulled her son aside, took out a brand new red handkerchief, wrapped in 88 and a half yuan in cash, and smiled and said, "Mom is ready for meeting money, please send it to Kexiang quickly. Then tell her that we will come to Hongye immediately to talk about this."

Zhenhua smiled, took the handkerchief and entered the kitchen.

Jung Kexiang was sitting on the low stool in front of the stove and was chatting with Chunlan.

Zhenhua didn't care about his sister's presence and handed over the red handkerchief, saying with a smile: "Jung Kexiang, this is the meeting money I gave you. I won't pay credit this time."

Jung Kexiang gave Zhenhua a blank look, but did not take over the handkerchief.

"Hold it." Zhenhua smiled and stuffed the handkerchief into Jungk-kang's pocket.

Jung Kar-xiang took the handkerchief, spread it in her hand, and said, "Let me see if there is any fake money!"

Chunlan couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Jung Kexiang spread the roll of money, leaving only a 50-cent banknote, and the rest was stuffed directly into Chunlan's pocket: "Chunlan, this is the New Year's money I gave you."

Chunlan panicked and jumped up and hurriedly avoided: "I don't want it, I don't want it."

Cuihong hid outside the door and eavesdropped. At this time, she walked in, took Jungkexiang's hand and said, "Child, this is your due share. Everyone has it, how can you not? Although we are poor families, we cannot lack this etiquette. No matter what, you have to take this money!"

Jung Kexiang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Okay, since the aunt said it, I'll take it."

Cuihong was happy and took out a stack of brand new ten-yuan bills from her pocket, which totaled 100 yuan, and pressed them on the palm of Jung Kexiang's palm: "This is the New Year's money that the aunt gave you. You came to greet the New Year and brought us so many things. The aunt also had to be a little concerned, right?"

"I can't tell you the aunt, so I'll take it together. Thank you aunt." Zhang Kexiang didn't refuse this time and simply accepted the money.

"Good boy, I'm obedient now. The aunt is relieved. I'll have to eat two more bowls of rice tonight!" Cui Hong was satisfied and took a calm pill into her stomach.

After a simple break, the craftsmen started working again.

Zhenhua continued to do odd jobs, serve craftsmen, and work as a small labourer when he had time.

After finishing the kitchen work, Jung Kexiang was bored and came to watch the fun.

Qi Lei was so idle that he saw Zhang Kexiang coming out and started shouting again: "Master Zhang, please look carefully. How to build a house? Let's all listen to you. You are the boss of the boss and you are the head of the family!"

Jung Kexiang smiled and said, "Okay, listen to me, have the ability to build three floors for me to see."

Qi Lei looked at Zhenhua and shouted: "It's over, Zhao Zhenhua, I'm going to ask you to build three floors!"

"Where do you get so much nonsense when building a wall?" Zhenhua glared.

Qi Lei was not angry either, grinned and continued to work.

Song Jiacai was a man who was busy and rushed over with a teacup. He seemed to have forgotten the fight with Qi Lei in the morning.

Zhenhua was worried that Song Jiacai would talk nonsense, so he hurriedly threw a cigarette over.

The cigarette fell on the ground, and Song Jiacai bent over and picked it up, saying, "What does Xiao Huazi mean? Give me a cigarette and ask me to bend over and bow to you?"

Zhenhua smiled and was too lazy to say more.

Qi Lei muttered: "Damn it, if you kowtow to me, don't even think I'll give you a cigarette butt."

Song Jiacai didn't hear Qi Lei's words, lit a cigarette, swept his eyes several times on Jung Kexiang, and laughed.

Jung Kexiang naturally ignored this idle man and turned her eyes aside.

Lan Yuliang knew that Song Jiacai liked to talk and inherited the skills of his uncle Song Rengui, so he said, "Family Cai is prone to sleepiness in spring. I will tell us an ancient book to cheer up!"

Song Jiacai grinned and replied, "I don't give you cigarettes, just want to listen to my story?"

Lan Yuliang threw a cigarette over.

Song Jiacai caught the cigarette and smiled: "It's easy to listen to my story. I'll give you a question first. If you can answer it, I'll tell you a paragraph, Xiao Luo Cheng..."

"What are the four incenses and four dirty things?" Lan Yuliang glanced at Song Jiacai.

They are all from Shangxia Village, and everyone had known Song Jiacai's routine.

Song Jiacai shook his head and waved his hand, "I won't test your four incenses and four dirts today. Do you know what the four joys are?"

Another bricklayer casually said, "What are the four joys?"

Song Jiacai spread his fingers and combed his hair, glanced at Zhang Kexiang again, and said slowly: "The four joys are called... the swallows that penetrate the clouds, the fish that holds the water, the donkey that takes off the bridle, and the eldest daughter in the spring months and February!"

Zhang Kexiang knew that Song Jiacai was not saying good things, so she glared at him and turned back to the kitchen.

Song Jiacai thought he was proud and grinned.

Zhenhua frowned and said to Song Jiacai: "Family, don't talk nonsense? I've given you cigarettes, but I can't block your mouth!"

Song Jiacai rolled his eyes: "Who said I was talking nonsense? I am talking about the past!"

Zhenhua didn't know how to speak harshly, so he shook his head repeatedly.

Qi Lei shook his eyes at Zhenhua and said loudly: "I'll tell you a story about the past!"

The bricklayers listened with a smile.

Wang Xiang next door also shook over and listened to Qi Lei's talk about the ancients.

Qi Lei said:

"Our provincial capital Xiaoyaojin Zoo is closed, a tiger, a wolf, a leopard, and a mangy dog... The tiger has a name called Qin, Han, Tang and Song Dynasties; the wolf also has a name called Cultivation and Family; the leopard also has a name called Open Door to Make Money. The mangy dog ​​has no name..."

Wang Xiang didn't understand the meaning and asked, "What's the name? It's a mess? Why doesn't the skinny dog ​​have a name?"

"Don't interrupt, listen to me!" Qi Lei waved his hand and said seriously:

"The tiger, leopard and wolf felt pitiful, so they discussed it and each of them even out a word from their own names and gave it to the skinny dog. The tiger gave the word Song, the wolf also gave the word Jia, and the leopard gave the word Cai... So, this skinny dog ​​had a name called - Song, family, finance!"

Everyone was stunned, then they understood and burst into laughter!

Song Jiacai's face turned red, and he followed the morning's appearance, touched a brick from the ground and rushed towards Qi Lei, cursing: "Damn Qi Lei, you are so stupid, I've killed you today!"
Chapter completed!