Wang Weng is more knowledgeable: "Fried soil is used to dry out the moisture in the soil. Use cooked soil mixed with lime to pave the road, so that weeds will not grow on the road in the future."

Jia Guo: "Is it worth it? If the grass grows, it will grow. If it grows, just pull it out. Look, how much firewood do you have to burn every day? Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Wang Erlang was convinced and nodded.

Wang Weng rolled his eyes at his old wife and son: "Pull it out? As soon as you start practicing Taoism, you can practice it for several miles. In the end, all the rain and grass have sprouted up. Are you going to pull it out?"

When everyone thought about that scene, they immediately felt less distressed about spending firewood.

When it was time to return home, the piles of cooked soil and the piles of raw soil were clearly distinguishable, and the lime and dust filled the air. Wang Ge and his family all covered their mouths and noses and walked quickly without stopping.

When they were about to arrive at the house, Wang Shu muttered: "My third uncle hasn't been to the fields all day, and I don't know if my uncle's headache is better."

Xiao Jia glanced at Wang Zhu: "My son and I are not worried, so you should worry about me?"

Wang Shu lowered his head and blushed. Wang Zhu angrily quickened his pace and passed his younger sister Wang Shu.

What was unusual was that Wang Dalang was holding the door and standing on the inside of the threshold, looking anxious. When he heard the noise, Wang Weng also stepped forward and lowered his face: "Why are you standing here, Dalang? Where is Sanlang?"

?”

Wang Ge knew something was wrong as soon as he saw it.

Sure enough, after Wang Dalang responded anxiously, "Father," he stretched out his hand and asked, "Where's A Ge?"

"Father."

"Hu Bao, did you put the things you made up in the utility room? The Zhang family drove here today. Yao had a severe headache, so they asked your third uncle to go to the utility room to pick up the things she had brought back to her parents' house. At noon

It was only when your third uncle told me what he had taken that he realized that he might have also taken away the things you made up..."

In these few sentences, Wang Ge had already understood the disgusting thing Yao had planned: first she pretended to have a headache, and then left her third uncle behind. Yao must have told her third uncle that the things she wanted to bring back to her parents' family were there.

The third uncle moved all the positions in the utility room to the Zhang family's oxcart. In this way, the fault was all the fault of the third uncle, and no one could blame Yao!

Pushing open the utility room, sure enough, the pumpkin food box and window mat were gone! Fortunately, the hexagonal bamboo fan was small and she kept it in the bedroom for use, so she was able to save it.

Wang Weng was furious: "What about Zhuzi? Get out yet! And that stupid woman!"

Only Wang Peng and Wang Ai were crying in the east wing. Wang Zhu cowered at the door, not daring to raise his head or go back to the house.

Wang Dalang was still hoping that he had misunderstood: "Hu Bao? Is the thing still there?"

"there is none left."

Wang Dalang banged his cane on the ground angrily and said loudly: "The third brother and Yao went to chase the Zhang family's cart, but how can they catch the ox cart with their feet?"

Wang Weng coughed several times angrily, which frightened Wang Erlang and quickly rubbed his father's heart.

Jia Gu was still rummaging around in the utility room, crying in her anxious voice: "How can this be done? Tomorrow is the 15th, if the salesman is stuck in the day, A Ge can't deliver the goods, and he will definitely not be able to deliver the goods in the future.

Coming!"

Wang Weng's worries were more long-term: the salesman's trip was in vain. If he complained about it after returning to his hometown, the reputation of Agetou's famous craftsman would be damaged.

Wang Ge supported his eldest father on the other side and advised: "The matter has come to this, there is no point in being anxious. Dad, eldest mother?"

Wang Yun was sensible and quickly pulled the eldest mother out.

Wang Ge: "The health of the two elders is more important than making money. Besides, maybe the third uncle and the others will recover the things soon. The salesman... may not come tomorrow. As long as I have two days, he will definitely be able to think of a solution."

"Two days?" Wang Shu couldn't hold it back and screamed.

It only takes two days to make a little bamboo shreds! What should I do? Sister Cong has worked hard for more than twenty days, and this unfortunate incident happened just one day when she was not at home! She felt aggrieved, and Sister Cong felt so uncomfortable! Wang

Shu turned around and wiped away her tears, only to find that her mother was hiding her face with her sleeves and her face was distorted as she was smiling!

Little Jia was noticed by her daughter, but she didn't care. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves. She did have tears, but she was suppressing her laughter. In the past, she really looked down on her mother-in-law. Today, she hit the snake seven inches away and set off the fire.

When it comes to Uncle Lang, no one can blame Di Fu!

The door of the east wing squeaked, and the gap widened, which startled Wang Zhu. His younger brother Wang Peng stuck his head out and shouted happily: "Father is back! Mom!"

Everyone turned around, only to see Wang Sanlang and Yao Shi with dusty faces and empty hands.

"Shuzi!" Wang Weng roared.

Jia Guo ran outside the courtyard and took a look. The ground was also empty: "Where are the things? Ah? Sanlang, did you really put the things that A Ge made on the Zhang family's ox cart? Didn't you ask when you moved things? Ah? You have never been there these days.

I've been back and forth in the courtyard, don't you know what your niece is making up? Huh?"

Wang Sanlang honestly allowed his mother to beat him, and explained in shame: "I, I... Grandma, father, it's up to me. Ah Ge, it's the third uncle's fault. Let's see whose oxcart is idle tomorrow.

I borrowed it to go to Shatun, and I will definitely get it back."

Mrs. Yao's eyes were swollen from crying, and she quickly promised: "Don't worry, uncle, don't worry, brother-in-law, and don't worry, niece. No matter how poor my parents are, they will never buy things that are not theirs." After saying that, she fell headlong on Wang Sanlang.

"Huh? Huh?" Wang Sanlang dragged the unconscious Yao to the east wing.

Wang Ge held Yao's right arm, pinched and twisted it all the way, and persuaded his third uncle: "Uncle, don't worry, things have happened, and my aunt's health is in serious condition. Ask A Zhu to give her some egg soup and let her take a good rest.

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Wang Sanlang felt warm in his heart, and felt even more sorry for his niece.

Wang and Weng originally thought that Yao was pretending, but when Sanlang dragged the bride into the threshold, there were beads of sweat all over her head and her right arm was still a little twitching, they knew that the bride was indeed ill.

"Oh! Come here!" Wang Weng walked away immediately. Seeing Erlang following closely, he thought about it and didn't stop him.

Outside, Wang He crept under the window and eavesdropped.

Wang Weng asked: "Age, your third uncle is responsible for today's matter. Tomorrow morning, no matter what tricks he wants, he will chase him to Shatun to get the things back. But we can't count on your third uncle, just in case the salesman

Coming tomorrow?"

Wang Ge took a deep breath and said hesitantly: "I have to use the kitchen for a few more hours tonight to come up with ideas, so I can use the light to make things."

Jia Nu: "How come you have enough time!"

Wang Ge lowered his head silently. It was too late to knit anymore. If the salesman arrived tomorrow, he would not even be able to weave bamboo strips. But she couldn't just sit around and worry about it. She still wanted to do something. She would not give in and refused to give up.

Yao succeeded!

Wang Weng: "Don't worry about your work. Don't worry about whether it costs firewood or not. But remember to put out the stove fire right in front of you."

"Yes." The current law stipulates that ordinary people are not allowed to light any fire after midnight.

"Is there anyone you can help me with? I still know some carpentry skills."

"I can do it myself. Dad, Mom, don't worry, and don't blame Third Uncle anymore. It's actually my fault for what happened today. I shouldn't have left important things in the utility room. I'm going to help you right away.

Bamboo cooking, let’s eat as soon as possible and free up the kitchen as soon as possible.”

After Wang Ge went out, Wang Yun's face was solemn: "Don't worry, eldest parents, don't worry, father, and second uncle. I'll help my sister light the fire tonight. It will be very bright and will not delay my sister's work."

Wang Weng called to his grandson and held him close to him. "The tiger's head is so small, it's even smaller than..."

Alas, they are all more sensible than his third uncle. As the family came and went, Sanlang didn't even care about what his niece was knitting! Even if the bride pointed to a place, didn't he have eyes? Don't he think about it? Such good bamboo curtains, pumpkins

Can the bride save the food box? He dared to throw it into someone else’s car without even thinking or asking?
Chapter completed!