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After a night of stormy weather, the already dilapidated house had only a small section of the roof left for two people to take shelter under.
"Sister, what should we do? We have no place to stay!" Liu Qingyan straightened her body, which had curled up all night.
The room was filled with rainwater, each step making a splashing sound, and the straw bed was soaked through.
Liu Qingxi smiled self-deprecatingly. The master truly could not stand to see her have even a little good fortune; just when she had earned a bit of income, a greater disaster struck. Truly, fortune and misfortune are intertwined!
Having experienced so much, Liu Qingyan was no longer as naive as before. She regretted finishing that sentence; her sister must be very anxious too.
"Let's find someone to repair the house; don't worry!" The roof had needed repairs anyway, and this time it could not be patched up haphazardly.
"Okay, who should we ask for help?" Liu Qingyan counted on her fingers; they didn't know many people in the village.
"Let's finish our meal first!" Liu Qingxi helplessly began to tidy up their belongings.
Fortunately, the food was stored close to the corner and had not gotten wet; otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to eat today.
Meanwhile, Song Shi, who had just woken up in the morning, pushed open the door and took a deep breath before bursting into laughter. "Head of the household, come out and take a look! Our house is fine!"
Zhang Sanyou responded, "That's right! If we hadn't repaired the house yesterday, it definitely wouldn't have withstood last night's heavy wind and rain."
He stepped out of the house and carefully inspected the areas they had repaired. Although those spots were somewhat damp, there was no damage; the rainwater hadn't washed anything away.
He nodded appreciatively. "Well, I must say, Qingxi is really impressive. Come take a look; it's quite sturdy!"
"I saw it long ago; I checked it as soon as I came in. It's great! We've saved a lot of money. No way! I need to make sure they fix our house properly next time!"
With a satisfied sense of pride, Song Shi pushed open the fence gate and strode out confidently.
Last night's strong wind left everything in disarray, and as someone got up to tidy the yard, they couldn't help but ask Song, "How's your house holding up?"
Feeling a bit schadenfreude, they thought to themselves that if they hadn't repaired it sooner, with such heavy rain, the house surely wouldn't be livable.
To their surprise, Song was all smiles as she cheerfully replied, "It's doing great! Luckily we finished the repairs just in time. You have no idea how sturdy it is!"
Song's smug demeanor infuriated Liu, the wife of Zhang Gaoliang, who struggled to contain her anger and retorted defiantly, "How could that be? Are you blind?"
"Why would I be blind? If you don't believe me, go take a look! Oh, today is just wonderful; after this heavy rain, we won't even need to water the fields."
Song laughed heartily, "Alright then, I won't chat with you anymore. I need to go cook for the kids!"
Fuming, Liu suddenly threw her broom down: "Hmph! What's so great about it? It's just a repaired house! How long do you think you can live in a shabby place like that?"
But no matter how she felt inside, she couldn't shake off her frustration.
Liu and Song had been neighbors for many years, and their relationship was far from harmonious. Each secretly resented the other, always competing to see whose family was better off.
After Zhang Sanyou's house fell into disrepair, Liu was overjoyed at the prospect of Song showing off. Now that Song had repaired her house, Liu thought it would surely drain all their savings.
However, with Song's house in good shape now, Liu finally felt she could hold her head high in front of her.
Little did she know that Song had managed to fix her house with the help of a young girl. How could she accept that? This only fueled her resentment towards Liu Qingxi as well.
Fuming, she picked up the broom again and swept the fallen leaves in front of her door noisily.
At that moment, a woman dressed in coarse linen clothing appeared from the north carrying a basket on her back. As she passed by Zhang Gaoliang's house, Liu happened to catch sight of her.
Feeling frustrated, she suddenly found an excuse to vent and twisted her waist as she approached, saying, "Oh, what have you been up to so early in the morning?"
"Oh, it's you. I went to fetch some firewood. Last night's heavy rain soaked all the wood at home, and I can't light a fire!" the woman replied, catching her breath.
"Is that so? By the way, Sister Wang, there's something I don't know if you’ve heard," Liu hesitated.
The gossip-loving woman named Wang put down her basket and, while rubbing her sore waist, asked, "What is it?"
The woman was none other than Liu Qingxi's Aunt Wang.
"Hey, it seems you haven't heard. Your family’s Qingxi is quite impressive. Can you believe it? She can even fix houses now! Look at that place; it was about to collapse, but your girl managed to fix it!"
Liu's mysterious tone left Wang in shock.
"No way! That dead girl doesn’t know anything; she just eats and does nothing. Fixing houses? Don’t joke with me!" Wang exclaimed in disbelief.
Liu grew a bit anxious: "If you don’t believe me, go see for yourself. It’s all true; everyone knows about it. They've been busy for several days! Why would I lie to you?"
Ignoring the stunned Wang, Liu twisted her waist and went back to continue her work.
Wang stood there for a moment, the cool breeze after the rain sending a shiver down her spine. "Could it really be true? No way, I have to go check!"
Afterward, Wang hurriedly picked up her basket and left in a rush. Upon returning to the cave, she set down the basket and brushed off the dirt from her clothes before hastily preparing to leave again.
"Sister-in-law, where are you going?" Jiang Clan's sharp voice was as penetrating as ever.
"I'm not talking to you; I need to hurry and see that dead girl. I hear she’s quite capable now. No way can this dead girl live a good life!" she huffed.
In front of the Jiang Clan, Wang did not need to hide her feelings; both she and her companion disliked Liu Qingxi and Liu Qingyan.
Such excitement could not be without the Jiang Clan. Seeing Wang about to leave, she ran a few steps: "Sister-in-law, wait for me, I'm coming!"
The two sisters-in-law from the Liu Family had no time to prepare meals and headed straight to Liu Qingxi's courtyard.
At that moment, Liu Qingxi had finished breakfast and was heading out with Liu Qingyan.
Their destination was Zhang Wuliang's house, as he was currently the most helpful person in the village.
When they arrived, Zhang Wuliang was having his meal. "Qingxi, you’re here? Have you eaten? Come join us!"
"Village Chief, we’ve already eaten. You go ahead!"
"What’s the matter? If there’s nothing, just tell me!" Zhang Wuliang set down his bowl and asked kindly.
"Village Chief, our house last night—"
Before Liu Qingxi could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Zhang Wuliang: "I thought it was something serious. Don’t worry; I just spoke with Zhang Dazhu. After he finishes eating, he’ll come help you fix your roof."
It turned out that with thirty years of life experience, Zhang Wuliang knew that last night's storm must have severely damaged Liu Qingxi's courtyard and had already planned to help her.
When Zhang Dazhu and Liu Qingxi's group arrived at the courtyard, they were stunned by what they saw.
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