Transmigrated into a slave? I raised a frontier war god while pioneering new lands.

"Sister-in-law, what's your name?"

Xu Qinghe looked at the somewhat unfamiliar woman in front of her, who was working very hard, and asked her with a warm expression.

The woman was taken aback by Xu Qinghe's sudden question and immediately became flustered. "I... my name is Liu Lanzhi."

"But you said nobody knows this name, so please just call me Sister-in-law Muhua, or Xiuxiu's mother."

Regardless of the era, women are generally given their husband's surname after marriage, which is usually the man's name plus a title.

Or it could be the name of her first child, plus the way the child addressed her.

"Okay." Xu Qinghe replied with a smile, then turned and walked towards the other sister-in-law.

Another sister-in-law, just like her, also remembered her husband's name.

After going around once, almost no one left their name, just as Xu Qinghe was counting the number of people.

Suddenly, a woman approached her and asked, "Qinghe, why are you memorizing this?"

Xu Qinghe smiled gently and said calmly, "Nothing much, just getting to know people."

After she said that, everyone got excited and started working without thinking too much.

Xu Qinghe remembered it very carefully, clearly distinguishing between master craftsmen, apprentices, and odd jobs.

Because among them were workers she specifically hired to build the house, and also skilled workers she didn't hire who volunteered to help.

These people are all experienced builders; they can do technical work right away.

These things need to be clearly distinguished so that favors can be repaid later.

In the village, personal relationships are the most important thing, because people generally don't accept money; they repay favors with their labor.

What their family lacked most was labor, because Shen Zhi had a proper job and couldn't stay home every day.

If she were to repay the debt, her labor capacity would be far less than that of a skilled worker.

She plans to pay them wages based on the skill level of their work after the house is completed, but whatever the amount, it will be a token gesture.

Then the rest is repaid with one's own labor, which means giving gifts and helping out whenever someone has an emergency.

This way, they can truly connect with the villagers. And when something like the last incident happened, everyone was willing to help them. This is the necessity of communal living.

After finishing the accounting, Xu Qinghe got busy, because there were many people and she couldn't invite them to dinner.

I simply boiled a big pot of mung bean soup for everyone to cool off, and even added a lot of rock sugar to the soup.

Even the children playing at the door would run over to get a bowl, and soon the news that Xu Qinghe's family had sweet soup spread.

Soon a large group of children ran over and lined up to get mung bean soup.

Sister Lan arrived early to help, and seeing so many children in line, she said with some dissatisfaction, "Don't give any to the children at the back."

"Not a single adult in the family came to help, yet they still have the nerve to come and serve the soup."

Looking at the children's longing eyes, Xu Qinghe couldn't help but soften her heart and said, "It's alright, it's just a bowl of soup, it's nothing." With that, she started to divide it among them.

Seeing that Xu Qinghe was so kind-hearted, Sister Lan sighed softly and didn't say anything more.

Shen Daya and Shen Erya from Sister-in-law Shen's family also received the news and rushed over with Shen Jinbao.

She didn't queue when she arrived; she went straight to Xu Qinghe and started bossing him around, "Give me a bowl."

Xu Qinghe glanced at Shen Daya, but ignored her completely, continuing to divide the mung bean soup in the pot.

Seeing that the mung bean soup was running out, Shen Daya became anxious. "Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Seeing Shen Daya like this, Aunt Lan couldn't stand it anymore. "Daya, how dare you talk to your aunt like that!"

"If you want a drink, go and get in line."

Upon hearing this, Shen Daya immediately became unhappy and said, "You still know she's my aunt! My aunt wouldn't even give me a bowl of mung bean soup."

Shen Daya spoke these words at a high pitch, which quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Xu Qinghe, however, showed no mercy, her gaze sharp as she said, "If you want to drink, you'll have to get in line."

Shen Daya: "By the time I finish queuing, they'll be gone."

Xu Qinghe: "Then it's your fault for being late."

Shen Daya had never been scolded like this before. The teenage girl immediately lost face and tears streamed down her face.

"You bullied me, I'm going to tell Grandma." With that, she ran away without looking back.

Upon seeing this, Shen Erya immediately turned around and followed her last time, clearly sharing the same hatred as Shen Daya.

Shen Jinbao didn't run away, but just stared longingly at the mung bean soup in Xu Qinghe's pot.

Old Man Shen, unwilling to see his eldest grandson suffer, quickly waved and called to Shen Jinbao, "Jinbao, come to Grandpa."

Shen Jinbao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he ran towards Old Man Shen.

Old Man Shen quickly handed over the mung bean soup he had only taken two sips of, and whispered, "Drink this, Grandpa. This is the first batch, it's sweet."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinbao immediately drank it with delight. Just then, Old Man Shen took out a steamed bun from his chest and whispered, "You eat this bun too, but don't let your sister see it."

He asked Xu Qinghe for these steamed buns, saying he was short one and asked if he could bring one back for Shen Jinbao.

When Xu Qinghe distributed the items, he gave two to each person. Since he had given them to Old Man Shen, it was his business what he wanted to do with them, and Xu Qinghe didn't interfere.

At this moment, Shen Jinbao ate a steamed bun and sipped mung bean soup, feeling incredibly satisfied.

Meanwhile, Shen Daya ran home and immediately began to complain to her mother.

Looking at her eldest granddaughter's aggrieved face, Shen's mother felt a little sorry for her, but she knew she had to save face. There were so many people in her second granddaughter's family now, and if she made a scene over this little thing, it would definitely be a loss.

So he said, "Go talk to your mother about this. She and your second aunt are of the same generation, so they're easy to talk to."

Upon hearing this, Shen Daya turned around and went to find her sister-in-law. Shen's sister-in-law immediately became furious. First, she scolded Shen's mother for being useless, and then she scolded Xu Qinghe for being inhuman, saying that as her own aunt, she couldn't even bear to give the child a bowl of mung bean soup.

After saying that, he led the two children, cursing all the way to Xu Qinghe's house.

The last time she came, Xu Qinghe's house was still that dilapidated house that was half collapsed.

When I came back this time, Xu Qinghe's house had completely changed. The stone courtyard wall was already more than halfway built. People started building from both sides at the same time, building the bottom first. Once the foundation was laid, multiple people could work together on the top.

Besides the courtyard walls, there were people building main halls, bathrooms, and toilets; every place was packed with people.

What's most infuriating is that there are quite a few other teenagers, much like Shen Ping'an, who are transporting stones from the mountains to this place time and time again.

Originally scheduled for a little over a month, Xu Qinghe felt that with everyone's concerted efforts, the project could definitely be completed by mid-August.

When Sister-in-law Shen saw Xu Qinghe's house, her eyes instantly turned red with anger. Why! Why could this bought wife live a better life than her?