bigabreads Chapter 21 Recruiting workers to build houses! Oldest Brother 3's waist is too strong, feeding
Chapter 21 Recruiting workers to build houses! Oldest Brother 3's waist is too strong, feeding
"The Qin family is hiring to build a house! Twenty copper coins a day! Lunch is all-you-can-eat, with big slices of meat stewed with vermicelli!"
That shout caused an uproar in the village.
The villagers who used to huddle under the wall basking in the sun, gossiping and looking down on the exiled prisoners, suddenly turned green with envy.
Twenty coins? That's the money for carrying heavy loads in town for two days!
Meat? These days, who doesn't tighten their belts? They only get to eat meat during the Lunar New Year. What kind of windfall did the Qin family come up with to dare to lavish like this?
In less than half an hour, the ruins of the Qin family's residence were packed with people.
……
"Line up! Anyone who doesn't want to work here, get out!"
The eldest brother, Qin Lie, stood on a broken wall, slamming his hunting knife, which had been used to kill pigs and seen blood, into the ground.
His murderous aura was even more chilling than the cold wind of the northwest.
The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent and obediently formed a long line.
The seven Qin brothers had a clear division of labor when building the house.
The boss, Qin Lie, is in charge. Anyone who dares to slack off or try to cheat will be kicked away.
The fourth brother, Qin Yue, sat on a small stool in the windy spot, holding an abacus in his hand; he was the god of wealth who managed money.
The twins were forging door and window hinges in the blacksmith's shed in the backyard, the sound of their hammering deafening.
But the most eye-catching one was Qin Meng, the third son who was in charge of laying the foundation.
The foundation needs to be made of bluestone strips weighing several hundred kilograms each.
This thing is incredibly heavy. Normally, when building a house in the village, it has to be pulled by oxen or carried by three strong men shouting slogans.
Several idlers who weren't selected squatted to the side, their mouths watering.
"Tsk, this Qin Laosan is a fool. He dares to move these stones even without an ox?"
"Exactly! What good is brute strength alone? If he keeps carrying things like that, his back will break in less than half a day!"
"Let's just wait and see how they make a fool of themselves; they'll have to ask us for help then!"
The mocking remarks hadn't even settled down yet.
"rise--!!!"
A low growl, like a thunderclap from a clear sky!
Qin Meng stood shirtless in front of the huge blue stone.
He exerted his strength suddenly, his whole body steaming with heat as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
His bronze-colored muscles bulged out from the extreme exertion, as hard as granite. Sweat streamed down his broad back, across the deep groove of his spine, and finally gathered in the hollow of his strong waist, disappearing into the edge of his loose-fitting trousers.
That waist...
He has the legendary **top-tier male V-shaped waist**!
"boom!"
He single-handedly carried a 300-pound bluestone!
The idler who had just been making sarcastic remarks now had his jaw drop to his feet.
The young women and wives around who had come to help carry the soil could barely hold their winnowing baskets, their eyes fixed on Qin Meng, their faces as red as a sheet.
"My goodness... that waist strength..."
"If this were to happen... cough cough, who could stand it?"
Qin Meng was completely oblivious to the predatory gazes around him.
Right now, all he can think about is: work hard! Build a big house! Provide a warm house for his sister-in-law!
Just thinking about how his sister-in-law had been intimate with the second son last night and shown the fifth son that red bellyband (although he had only heard about it) made him feel a surge of anger, which he could only vent on these stones.
At this moment, Liu San Niang, the village's famously flirtatious widow, swayed her hips and approached.
She held a handkerchief in her hand, her eyes gleaming:
"Third Master Qin, are you tired? Let me wipe your sweat."
As she spoke, she reached out to wipe the handkerchief onto Qin Meng's still sweaty chest muscles.
"Get out of my way!"
Qin Meng didn't even turn his head. He let out a loud shout and his body trembled, as if he were avoiding a plague.
"You reek of perfume, it's suffocating! Get out of my way!"
Liu San Niang's hand froze in mid-air, her face turning a deep purplish-red, and she awkwardly slipped into the crowd amidst a chorus of laughter.
"call……"
Qin Meng threw down the stone, wiped the sweat from his face, and felt his throat burning.
I'm dying of thirst.
Just then.
"Ding-dong—"
A clear, crisp bell rang out, piercing through the noisy crowd.
Those were the golden bells on Su Wan's ankles.
"Third Brother, are you tired?"
A soft, sweet voice, like a summer breeze, instantly dispelled the heat radiating from Qin Meng's body.
He turned around abruptly.
In that instant, the fierce and menacing look he had shown when facing Liu Sanniang vanished without a trace.
Instead, there was a kind of silly and... panicked look on the face of a big dog seeing its owner.
Then Su Wan walked over carrying a pottery jar.
She wore a newly made bright red cotton-padded jacket with a white rabbit fur trim around the collar, which made her small face look even more delicate and charming. Among this group of drab men, she was the most dazzling jewel.
"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law?"
Qin Meng stood there helplessly, instinctively wiping his muddy hands behind his back.
"It's dirty here! It's covered in dust! Go back inside! Don't choke on the fumes!"
This notoriously double standard left the surrounding villagers completely bewildered.
So it turns out that Qin Laosan isn't clueless about romance, he only understands it with his sister-in-law!
Su Wan ignored him and instead tiptoed over the rocks to stand in front of him.
She looked at the man in front of her, who was radiating heat and whose sweat was dripping down his chest muscles.
The intense scent of male hormones wafted over, making one blush.
"I'm not afraid of dirt."
Su Wan took out a rough porcelain bowl from the basket and poured a bowl of mung bean soup that she had specially added spiritual spring water to.
"Third Brother, you're sweating so much, have some water."
Qin Meng stared at the bowl of soup, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.
He was truly thirsty, but when he looked at his large, black hands, which were not only covered in mud but also caked with lime powder, he sheepishly shrank back.
"Sister-in-law... my hands are dirty, I can't hold the bowl. I... I'll just go to the water tank and drink a couple of sips."
Lying down while drinking cold water?
That won't do! This is her number one source of labor!
Su Wan frowned and stepped forward.
The distance between the two instantly closed.
Qin Meng was so close that he could smell the sweet, milky scent emanating from her that drove all the men in the family crazy, and Su Wan could feel the scorching heat radiating from him.
Open your mouth.
Su Wan held the bowl in both hands, stood on tiptoe, and brought the rim of the bowl to Qin Meng's chapped lips.
The posture was like feeding an obedient big wolfhound.
"what?"
Qin Meng was dumbfounded.
Sister-in-law...feeding him by hand?
In front of the whole village?
"Hurry up, my hand is getting sore." Su Wan deliberately shook her wrist in a coquettish manner.
That cry of "My hands are sore" directly pierced Qin Meng's defenses.
How could he bear to let his sister-in-law suffer?
Qin Meng seemed to be under a spell, stiffly lowering his proud head and moving closer to Su Wan's hand.
He dared not touch Su Wan's fingers, and could only carefully hold the rim of the bowl in his mouth.
Su Wan tilted the bowl slightly.
The cool and sweet mung bean soup flowed into my mouth.
"Gulp, gulp."
Qin Meng swallowed hard.
Because he drank it too quickly, a trickle of soup dripped down the corner of his mouth.
The emerald green liquid slid down his resolute chin, flowed over his wildly bobbing Adam's apple, and finally dripped onto his violently heaving pectoral muscles, mingling with his sweat.
This scene...
Too foul.
The village women who were peeping around covered their mouths, their eyes practically bleeding with envy.
Those idlers who were just looking forward to seeing a joke are now so jealous they could hardly stand it.
What good fortune did Qin Laosan accumulate in his past life?!
At this moment, Qin Meng couldn't hear anything else.
He felt as if he were drinking not mung bean soup, but nectar! It was his sister-in-law's doting love!
His heart pounded wildly in his chest, as if it wanted to burst through his chest and leap into Su Wan's hands.
*Thump! Thump! Thump!*
[Beep! Strong physical attraction detected!]
[Target: Qin Meng (Third Brother). Status: Ecstasy of being favored + Hormonal explosion!]
[Heart rate skyrockets: 140...160...180!]
[Congratulations, host! The ranch area has received energy irrigation!]
[A bountiful harvest from the "Meat Field" mutation! Obtained: 500 jin of top-grade pork belly (perfectly marbled with fat and lean meat, melts in your mouth)!]
Upon hearing the system notification, Su Wan's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.
Five hundred pounds of meat?
Tonight's "big pot meal" is a sure thing!
"Is it good?"
After feeding him the last bite, Su Wan took out a handkerchief and naturally wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth.
Qin Meng trembled, his bull-like eyes fixed on Su Wan, his voice hoarse as if he had swallowed charcoal:
"It's delicious... The food my sister-in-law feeds me is the best in the world."
He felt so strong that he could punch a hole in the sky!
"As long as it tastes good."
Su Wan withdrew her hand and gave him a sweet smile, "Then Third Brother, work hard, and I'll make you braised pork for dinner tonight."
After saying that, she turned around and went to deliver water to the fourth brother, who was doing the accounts, and the eldest brother, who was giving orders.
However, no one enjoyed the treatment of being "hand-fed water" like the third child.
Not far away.
Qin Lie looked at the third brother, who was running wildly with two large rocks on his shoulders, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and his face was so black it could drip ink.
The hunting knife in his hand shattered the bricks on the ground.
"That idiot third brother... he can be so reckless even when drinking water."
He muttered a sarcastic remark, then turned to look at Su Wan, who was walking towards him, his eyes instantly becoming deep and unfathomable.
In a little while...
If we don't feed him, he'll kick the third son off the bed tonight!