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“Five Grains Brother, is this Miss Liu? The one whose houses didn’t collapse during the Earthquake?”
It wasn't just the person who spoke up who was confused; he voiced what everyone else was thinking.
Zhang Wuliang stood tall, a smile on his face, the wrinkles in his dark skin resembling blooming flowers: “Indeed, this is Miss Liu.”
Hiss~~~ They had only heard of Liu Qingxi before and had never seen her.
One reason was that they didn't need to build houses themselves, and another was that they thought people had mythologized this girl; how could someone be that amazing? Moreover, it was hard to tell the quality of a house once it was built.
However, after the Earthquake, facts spoke louder than words. The intact houses in Ten Li Pu and Sanhe Village said it all.
At this moment, the people from these two villages couldn't help but feel fortunate that they had chosen Liu Qingxi to build their houses.
As for other villages, there were fewer houses built by Liu Qingxi, so naturally, not many survived.
Now seeing her in person—a fourteen-year-old girl, tall with fair skin, her big eyes seemed to speak; when she smiled at people, two dimples appeared.
“Hello, uncles and brothers.” Her clear voice was as melodious as an Oriole.
“Hey! Miss Liu, hello.” A few men dared not act overly familiar due to their age and status.
This girl was indeed a remarkable person: “Um, we would like to trouble Miss Liu for guidance on building our houses.”
“Yes, yes! Miss Liu, could you please come visit us more often?”
Several middle-aged men looked at Liu Qingxi with hopeful eyes. The desire in their gazes and their cautious body language made Liu Qingxi feel a pang in her heart.
Bloody scenes seemed to flash before her eyes; human life felt incredibly insignificant in the face of nature. At this moment, how could she refuse? It was impossible to refuse!
She would lead everyone to rebuild their homes! In that instant, an unprecedented sense of ambition surged within her; she felt a profound sense of responsibility and mission as if she alone could make a difference.
It is not about money, nor about interests, but about the meaning of life!
"Uncles, rest assured, Qingxi will do everything possible!"
With this assurance, the village leaders felt less anxious and more at ease, as if they had found support. This slender figure concealed immense energy.
"Then uncles, please go back and quickly arrange for Kid to get started. We will send people from Ten Li Pu to oversee things. At this moment, we can only rely on ourselves.
After all, the court's rescue is too far away to quench our immediate thirst. As for you? The deceased are gone; we should focus on the future and ensure that those who are alive live well!"
"Alas, what can we do? This time, the losses are severe."
This is an undeniable fact and a hardship that people must face.
The atmosphere grew heavy for a moment; everyone present bore heavy responsibilities. Liu Qingxi took a deep breath: "Uncles, I believe that as long as we are willing to work hard, there is no calamity we cannot overcome. Worrying too much is useless; what matters is to work diligently."
"Yes, yes! Don't be downcast; we have a way forward!" Zhang Wuliang echoed.
"Right, right! Then let's not disturb you any longer; we'll go back and prepare."
In any case, this trip was not in vain; at least there were some gains.
After sending off the guests, Zhang Wuliang and Liu Qingxi exchanged glances—let's work hard!
The two understood each other's intentions through their eyes. For a time, Zhang Wuliang and Liu Qingxi became the pillars of Construction Team, supporting Ten Li Pu and even the Ten Li Eight Villages.
At this moment, food and resources were shared without distinction; everyone in Kid worked together to harvest and build houses, resembling an ideal republican life.
Of course, excluding a few particularly difficult families.
Among them were the Liu Family and Zhang Erdan, who expressed many grievances when discussing working together in Kid.
"Village Chief, this won't do. Look at our family; the children are all grown up and strong. Now look at those other families; they barely have a few laborers. We're at a loss!"
Wang's voice was loud: "Besides, our house is in good shape, no need to build or repair. You all can do whatever you want, just don't count us in."
At that moment, Wang felt a sense of superiority again, thanks to the silver given by Wanjia, which allowed them to directly build the Azure Brick House, sturdy even after the earthquake.
Zhang Wuliang was left speechless; Wang's claims were factual. It was rare for the village to have two brick houses, and there was indeed no issue.
"Alright, you all take your time. We'll be leaving now," Wang said as she strode away.
As for Zhang Erdan, he was just someone who wanted to take advantage without putting in any effort.
"Oh dear, Village Chief, I can't go on! My legs hurt, my back hurts, my arms hurt. Oh! My head hurts too; I can't work right now." He was putting on quite a show.
"Why don't you help me fix my house?"
Zhang Wuliang was furious at that moment, frowning and impatiently shooing him away: "You families can do whatever you want; don't come to me when there's trouble."
People are selfish. Even when faced with such great difficulties, it is not easy to gather everyone's strength together. In the end, they decided on a voluntary principle.
Those unwilling to work with the big kid stepped forward on their own, while those willing stayed behind.
Thus, the lively scene at Ten Li Pu was just part of it; another portion of people was slowly repairing their houses on their own.
"Village Chief, let's go to the Yang Family."
Zhang Wuliang nodded; some matters still needed to be discussed with Yang Yichen, this Juren gentleman.
Moreover, this young man always managed to provide the greatest surprises and the most reasonable suggestions at critical moments.
Yang Family Courtyard
After the earthquake, both masters and servants moved back home and tidied up the scattered tables and chairs as well as pots and pans. Life had basically returned to normal.
Because the Yang Family Courtyard was built using the highest quality and most durable materials, it is not surprising that it withstood this earthquake.
When Liu Qingxi and Zhang Wuliang arrived, the Wen Family was discussing their next plans with their son.
Upon hearing the news, the mother and son immediately stood up to greet them: "Village Chief, Qingxi, you’re here! Come in and sit down. Yichan and I are working on this matter."
"Thank you for your trouble, Madam Yang and Yang Scholar." The flustered person who first came to the Yang Family was now nowhere to be seen; instead, a capable, responsible, and confident village chief had taken his place.
"Not at all. Yichan and I live in the Village, and we’ve caused you quite a bit of trouble."
"Regardless, thank you." Zhang Wuliang respectfully bowed.
The Yang Family's mother and son boldly sent all their servants out to help, and now everyone was busy in the Village.
The Wen Family smiled; such things were unexpected, but if they could help, they would. Besides, they had their own motives as well.
"Yang Scholar, here's the thing: our Village has come up with a good method, and we were wondering if we could inform as many people as possible. Perhaps it could save more lives.
But you know, we are just common folks; people probably won’t believe us."
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