C12 The Former Lover

Madame Zhou looked at Hsu Guang with a complicated look in her eyes. The son-in-law she had decided on suddenly became a stranger.

However, Madame Zhou was a coward and kind person. She knew that it was not Hsu Guang's fault, so although she had mixed feelings about him, she did not show it on her face.

"It's Hsu Guang. Are you here to hunt?"

"Yes. Do you have a place to live now?"

Hsu Guang saw that the family of three was about to leave and quickly said, "Bai Tao's thatched cottage is so small, I..." He saw Madame Zhou carrying a large bundle of straw on her back and understood a little.

"My family is preparing to build a new house for me. There are burning bricks, not as good as you guys..."

"No need, how can this be? If you give us the burnt bricks, your wife will definitely be angry."

Hsu Guang's face suddenly turned pale, because the one who spoke was Fong Baitao. Her eyes were cold and polite, as if he was just a stranger.

This made Hsu Guang very uncomfortable.

"You don't have to be polite with me. I will send it to you in a while." After saying that, Hsu Guang turned around and ran away.

Madame Zhou looked at Hsu Guang's back and then looked at her own daughter. She silently sighed, "This child is also kind. If not... Forget it, it is also our family's fate with him."

Fong Baitao just silently did not speak.

Although this was the original owner's lover, it had nothing to do with her. She came here to start a new life and naturally did not want to have anything to do with the original owner. Not to mention that she was already married to her first boyfriend.

"Mother, it's still early. If we start burning bricks now, will we still have time?"

Although Fong Shugen wasn't a person with ideas, his cooking skills were not bad. He frowned and thought for a while. "If we go back now to burn bricks, it should be too late. There are so many people in the house. At least we need to build two houses."

Fong Baitao could not help but feel a little disappointed. But after thinking for a while, she said, "Then let's build one house first? If it is one house, will it be enough?"

Fong Shugen thought for a while and said, "If it's a house, it should be enough before dark."

"Alright, then let's build a room first and separate my room. Hsing, me and Ann will stay in the same room. He will stay in the same room. Father, mother, you will stay in the same room as Jianmu."

"Aye." Fong Shugen and Madame Zhou did not have any objections. "When we have money, we will overthrow and rebuild a few rooms. When the time comes, each person will have one room. "

Fong Shugen and his wife were shocked by their daughter's bold assumption. They had just divided the house with the old residence. Not only were the fields the worst, but there were also few pieces of furniture. They did not even get a corner of the broken silver.

However, in order to not let their daughter be forced to marry and suffer, Fong Shugen and his wife endured it.

Anyway, their family had hands and feet. Without the old residence, they could still live. Why would they need to look at their expressions?

If not for splitting up the family this time, the honest Fong Shugen and the cowardly Madame Zhou would not have completely lost confidence in the old residence.

But their daughter said that they would build the house after they had enough money. It made the couple feel a lot of pressure. How could it be that easy? However, it also depended on what kind of house they built.

If it was still a clay house, as long as they had time, they could spend time and effort to build it. But if it was better, then there was definitely no other way.

If it was that easy, who wouldn't want to build a brick house? But most of the houses in the village were clay houses. Even if the conditions were slightly better, they wouldn't just push the houses to be rebuilt.

After all, rebuilding was still made of clay. No one would be willing to do such a thing. Generally, clay houses were built with a bit of effort. Repairing them once every five or six years was also very stable.

Therefore, the husband and wife did not take their daughter's words to heart at all.

Fong Shugen alone held a family's staff all year round. He was very strong. He alone carried three big trees that were as thick as bowls. These three big trees were prepared to be the beams of the house. If they were cut in half, they would be the six main beams.

Madame Zhou was also used to doing farm work. She carried a large bundle of straw by herself. The straw was even bigger than her. The husband and wife were full of energy while Fong Baitao carried the medicine basket. The basket was filled with newly picked herbs.

The family went up the mountain a few more times before they finally brought back all the things they needed and piled them in the open space in front of the cottage.