The pension plan of the ancient cannon fodder woman

Chapter 204 Wang Dacheng



Chapter 204 Wang Dacheng

The room was a little dark, but one could vaguely see an old man half-sitting on the bed, coughing softly.

"Ya'er, go get your grandfather a bowl of water."

Wang Fugui looked at the familiar outline, his eyes moistened, and now he took the initiative to instruct Yaer.

Yaer looked at her grandfather worriedly, agreed immediately and ran out.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Wang Jingui had already stepped forward to help pat his back, which made Grandpa Shuisheng feel embarrassed.

"Ahem, I'm so sorry. You're guests and I asked you to take care of me. Ya'er told me, thank you three heroes for helping us bring Shuisheng back. His father and his elder and second brothers went to the city early to sell fish. Shuisheng got up late and didn't catch up. He ran away when we weren't paying attention. Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem."

The old man hadn't finished speaking, but his throat suddenly felt itchy again. Wang Jingui quickly patted his back.

"Old man, do you know Wang Bowen? And Wang Bowu and Wang Borou?"

Wang Fugui sat gently next to the old man, and the words he said made the old man's head buzz, and he didn't even care to cough.

"You, who are you, kid? Come closer and let me see."

If we were to say who looks most like grandpa, it would definitely be the eldest son, Wang Fugui. In fact, they don’t know that grandpa actually looks like his second uncle, Wang Bowu, and Wang Bowu is the old man’s biological father.

The old man looked at Wang Fugui's appearance and cried like a baby, his trembling hands constantly touching Wang Fugui's face.

"You are Uncle Bowen's child, right?"

"Yes, I am Bowen's eldest grandson. My name is Wang Fugui. The two next to me are my brothers, Wang Quangui and Wang Jingui."

Wang Quangui and the other man both called him "Uncle". Actually, they didn't know whether it was uncle or younger uncle, so they just called him that for now.

The old man introduced himself with tears in his eyes.

"My father is Wang Bowu, and my name is Wang Dacheng. I originally had two brothers, but they are all gone, leaving only my line. Aunt Borou has a daughter who is also in the village. I'll ask Mother Qiao to find her later."

"Brother, I'll go back and pick someone up."

Wang Quangui looked at the aging Wang Dacheng and an idea suddenly occurred to him. He wanted to go and bring his biological father over.

"Go ahead, ask Jingui to go with you so that you can take care of him."

Wang Quangui and the other man responded and left.

It happened that Qiao Niang came over with two bowls of sugar water. Seeing the two people in a hurry, she anxiously asked them to stay, "Drink the sugar water first, my two benefactors."

"We'll come back later."

After the two men finished their conversation quickly, they drove the mule away quickly. They were going to pick up their family. Fortunately, Su He left two carriages before leaving, otherwise their family would not be able to fit in.

Mother Qiao was very curious. Where were these two benefactors going?

"Mom, there is an uncle in Grandpa's room. I heard Grandpa crying."

When Qiao Niang heard this, she was shocked and ran in quickly, followed by Shuisheng and Yaer.

"Dad, what's going on?"

Mother Qiao looked at her father-in-law hugging his benefactor and crying, and sighed in her heart that her father-in-law really loved Shuisheng, but it was a pity that Shuisheng was ignorant and caused the old man to worry.

Thinking of this, Qiao Niang's right hand started to itch again. Relying on his experience of being beaten for many years, Shuisheng climbed onto the bed swiftly to seek shelter from his grandfather.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Wang Dacheng looked at his beloved grandson and hugged him distressedly, "Shuisheng, you scared grandpa to death, don't be so naughty in the future."

Shuisheng felt guilty when he saw his grandfather crying. "Grandpa, I won't do this again. Shuisheng was wrong."

"Hey, it's good that you know you're wrong. This is your uncle, call him."

Shuisheng looked at Wang Fugui in bewilderment, "Uncle?"

"Mother Qiao, you have to call me cousin. Hehe, Fugui, how old are you? Shuisheng's father is 41 this year."

Wang Fugui smiled, "Uncle, I'm forty-four, so you can call me cousin. My father's name is Wang Daming, he's sixty-one this year, and I have a younger uncle who's fifty-seven. My father has three children, I'm the eldest, the second is Wang Quangui, he's forty, and there's a younger sister, Wang Guizhi, who passed away many years ago. My younger uncle has a son, Wang Jingui, who's also forty, he's the one who patted your back just now, they went to Qingshan Village to pick up my father and his family, you'll see them soon."

Wang Dacheng had never been so happy. He had forgotten about coughing and held Wang Fugui's hand tightly.

"Fugui, Shuisheng's father will call you cousin, and Quangui and Jingui will call you cousin. Haha. Qiao Ma, this is your Fugui cousin."

Qiao Niang was already confused and just followed suit.

"Cousin."

"Dad, is the benefactor a relative of our family? How come I have never heard of him? Do I need to inform my cousin?"

Wang Dacheng then remembered that he had a cousin, "Mother Qiao, go and ask your cousin and her family to come over."

Mother Qiao handed the sugar water in her hand to Wang Fugui and turned to leave.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Shuisheng's stomach was rumbling. He hadn't had lunch. It was almost four o'clock and it was too late.

Mother Qiao had already gone out, but when she heard her youngest son crying out for food, she came back.

"Uncle, it's getting late today. It won't be too late to ask my cousins ​​to come tomorrow. Let my sister-in-law go and cook first. Uncle, you can't be hungry. Are my cousins ​​coming back soon?"

Wang Fugui handed a bowl of sugar water to Wang Dacheng and gave his own portion to Shuisheng.

"Fugui, you drink. This brat deserves it. Let him starve."

Wang Dacheng said some harsh words, but he did not mention looking for someone again.

"Dad, I'm going to cook. Let my cousin talk to you. Today is a good day. Our whole family is reunited."

Mother Qiao happily took Yaer to the kitchen, where she wanted to cook a few dishes.

Grandpa just rented two large courtyards in Qingshan Village with his people.

Sixty people will squeeze together tonight and start building the house early tomorrow.

Zhou was cleaning the kitchen with others and preparing to cook dinner.

My grandfather is now planning to ask the village chief about recruiting workers. They want to build so many houses, and it cannot be done by just a few dozen people. The indigenous people of Qingshan Village are the best choice.

"I don't know how much we're going to pay for a day to build houses here. We're going to build a lot of houses, so the more people the better."

Village chief Zhu was very enthusiastic and promised to help.

"Our day's wages are 16 cents, and 18 cents without meals."

Grandpa sighed in his heart, after all, it is in the south, and the wages are more expensive.

"We all chose not to include meals, and we hope the village chief will select some hardworking people. We all have experience in building houses. Let's be frank. If we try to fish in troubled waters, everyone can see clearly that we will not get the money."

Although Wang Daming did not bargain, he was not willing to suffer any loss. If anyone dared to bully them, the outsiders, they would fight each other.

Village chief Zhu was very happy to see that the other party agreed readily. It was a good thing to earn some money at home before the spring plowing.

"Haha, don't worry. I know it very well. I will only ask honest people to come tomorrow. If they are lazy, just tell me. If they really don't work hard, you don't have to pay them."

Wang Daming nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to ask how many people could be sent out, Wang Quangui came running over.

"Dad! We have met the descendants of Grandpa Bowu. They are in the next door Wuyu Village. Hurry up and get in the car. Let's go meet them together. That uncle looks a lot like you."

Wang Quangui was panting with an excited look on his face, and Wang Daming was stunned. What does that mean, Uncle Bowu?


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