Hu Shijie noticed Canghai turned around and immediately stopped him again.

"Where are you going to?"

"I'll go home and wait. They will have to arrive at noon as soon as possible. I'll go to the field to pick up some grass," Cang Hai replied.

Hu Shijie smiled and said, "The lazy donkey has a lot of condoms and urine. I have never seen you so active! Let me put the work on my hands first, and put the old kilns in the old kiln that I have built up, so I can keep the new doctor in my house."

"Live in Laoyao?" Cang Hai asked.

"Well, Laoyao has just been repaired, and now it's time to live in a place. Look at what else is missing," said Hu Shijie.

Canghai said: "How can I know what I have to do? You have to wait for someone to come over to ask them about this matter."

With this in his mouth, Canghai still followed Hu Shijie to the newly built old kiln in Li Licheng's family.

Many people in the village have built kilns these days. Because there is land, many families in the town have come back to get some food fields. Not only can they produce food, but they can also get some subsidies from the country every year. Although the amount is small, it is better than not, let alone save some money to buy food.

When I opened the door, Canghai smelled a new kiln. The kiln with new mud gas was now clean. There were bricks below the waistline, and the waistline was painted with white lime. During the construction, Canghai was not there, and I didn’t know whether the base was cement or direct loess. Anyway, the kiln seemed pretty good now.

There was a big bed in the kiln. The old bed had been repaired. Although there was a layer of paint on the outside, there were still traces of connection on the bed. There was a bamboo mat on the bed now. The bamboo mat seemed to be newly woven. From a craft, it was not Li Licheng's craftsmanship, so it might be that the old man took the time to woven it.

Cang Hai reached out and touched it, and found that the mat was average, but after getting started, he at least didn't feel any burrs, so he was well-made.

In addition to the bed, there is also a desk. The desk is a bit old and there is a glass plate on it. As soon as I see this desk, Cang Hai knew that it was the old desk of the village committee, and now it has been brought here for new doctors to use.

"How about it?"

For Hu Shijie, this arrangement is pretty good, and the property he is planning to set up for Ping An is just like this.

Cang Hai smiled and said, "Even if you don't have a cabinet, you have to make a clothes rack for people. There are only two furniture in the whole room. I'm asking me how it is?"

"Where can I find the cabinets for a while? Why don't you use your cabinets first?"

When Cang Hai heard this, he shook his head and said, "The cabinet in our house is not good, it is difficult to move. Besides, my house is fixed to the wall, so it is too troublesome to do it."

After hearing this, Hu Shijie stretched out his finger and pointed at Canghai: "You are just stingy, and you still find so many reasons!"

"Hehe!" Cang Hai smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, I'll go and see who has extra cabinets and borrow them to envoy," said Hu Shijie.

Cang Hai reached out and said, "Don't you ask where you are? I can still weave one, cut a few bamboos, and just like this..."

Cang Hai said while reaching out to gesture in the air.

Hu Shijie could not understand it, so he reached out to interrupt Canghai's words: "Stop gesture, you draw it, let's edit it."

After hearing this, Cang Hai had to turn back home and draw a picture of a bamboo wardrobe with a pen. The things were really simple, with a few bamboo shelves, clothes and shoes on them. The structure was based on the simple wardrobe, and the cover was replaced with wide bamboo strips.

As soon as the picture came out, Hu Shijie understood. He took the picture and asked some brothers to help memorize the wardrobe for the new doctor.

Seeing Hu Shijie's back, Cang Hai couldn't help but shook his head and opened his mouth and said softly: "I don't know how long I can stay. Your heart that keeps people will probably be empty in the end."

It can be seen that Hu Shijie really wanted to leave this doctor for a while, but Canghai didn't have such an idea. Although the conditions in the village are better now, there is no way to compare with those in big cities. How could people who are used to living in the city be willing to stay here?

It may feel a little fresh at first, but after living for a while, I will definitely not be able to bear it. It is like Qi Yue. When I first came, I was so happy to chase chickens and dogs. I didn’t live for a week and started missing the bright lights and wine of the big city.

According to Canghai's idea, if this person could stay here for a month, it would be long. Canghai would probably have to leave in a few days at the fastest. Not to mention anything else, the dry toilets in this village would make the children in the city unable to stand it.

When he thought that this matter had nothing to do with him, Canghai greeted Ping An.

"We won't go to the melon field today, we will go to the next day, and we will go to the field today."

Ping An nodded, followed Canghai for two steps and asked, "Second brother, what should we eat for lunch today?"

Cang Hai paused for a moment, thought for a moment and said, "Let's eat fish."

"You still eat fish?" Ping'an's face turned a little bitter.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Cang Hai continued to raise his foot and walk forward.

Ping'an thought for a while, but he didn't know what to eat. He took two steps to follow Canghai: "Second brother, as long as he doesn't eat fish, you can do anything."

Ping An couldn't bear it all these days. Although Canghai changed the method, there were only a few fish in total, either braised or steamed, or chopped pepper or something. After tossing and turning, it was not as good as Ping An, even eating fish soup soaked rice in tiger heads would not have the good appetite at the beginning.

"Then let's get some simple things today?" Cang Hai said.

Now Canghai's family has no meat, the mutton and pork are consumed, and there is no space left. When I think of this, Canghai wonders if I will go to the town to purchase some in two years.

Ping'an nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Su is good, Su is good."

"Okay, let's have fried eggs with scallions, then stir-fry some vegetables and shredded potatoes at noon today," Cang Hai said.

"Yeah, yeah." Ping An now feels that as long as he doesn't eat fish, he will do anything.

When the two of them returned home, they each took a hoe and carried it on their shoulders. When they arrived in the field, they started to do their work without saying a word. Tietou and Hutou also worked with each other. Tietou waved Tietou with their hands, and Hutou bit it with their teeth. The two of them lined up one by one, and each one took care of the land and quickly made a round trip.

There are not many grasses in the fields of Canghai. Of course, this is the credit of the Tree of Life. For example, other places do not have the best treatment as Canghai.

"Wow, it smells so smelly!"

Canghai was hudging his head and hoeing the weeds. Suddenly, a smell of manure came into his nose. When he looked up, he saw Wei Wenkui in the field next to him waving the feces spoon in his hand and burning the feces into his own field.

Wei Wenkui didn't seem to feel the smell of his own feces at all. He smiled and scooped a spoonful of feces from the feces bucket with a long-handled feces spoon, and then poured the feces into the field with both hands.

"I said Uncle Wei, are you pouring manure at this time?" Cang Hai covered his nose.

Not only Canghai, but also Tietou covered his nose when he smelled the odor, and kept finding a whimpering sound, expressing his dissatisfaction with the current air.

Wei Wenkui put down the feces spoon in his hand, pulled the handle of the feces spoon and smiled at Canghai: "When should I water it at this time? By the way, why are you so diligent today and you are weeding in the field?"

"Aren't the village doctor coming here today? Grandpa Hu asked me...I'll go, your feces are so smelly. Forget it, leave this place quickly." Cang Hai covered his nose and immediately ran to the limelight.

"Hahaha, you kid can't endure hardship now." Wei Wenkui continued to pour the feces with a smile.

"God~!"

After taking a few breaths of fresh air, Canghai's stomach felt comfortable, but after taking a few breaths, he felt that there was still a smell of feces in the air, so he said to Wei Wenkui: "Uncle Wei, you are busy, we are back."

"Isn't the grass removed?" Wei Wenkui asked.

"I'm not interested in weeding while smelling the feces."

After saying that, Cang Hai waved his hand at Ping'an, and then took Hutou and Tieou home.

As soon as Hutou and Tietou received the signal to go home, they spread their feet and ran to the village. The two guys couldn't stand the smell of feces anymore.

As I walked on the road, Cang Hai was thinking about how to let the elderly in the village use the septic tank, and the feces from the dry toilets that were used to simmer the ground now. The smell of water can be smelled in the wind for about ten minutes. It was really a spoonful, and a large stinking smell was stinking.

Halfway uphill, Canghai saw his own chickens running around, stretching his heads and digging the soil, and some chicks were still catching bugs in the grass to eat.

The little chickens in Canghai's family have grown up a lot, and now they are almost one or two pounds, and the chicken pen can't be closed anymore, so Canghai has never closed the chicken pen door these days, and let them move freely and find insects to eat near the village.

The weather was getting hotter and all the little bugs came out. Last year, there were no grass or trees in the village, so there were naturally not many bugs. However, this year, there were suddenly more bugs. I don’t know if it was brought by the floods in the upstream, or what about it, anyway, there were more grasshoppers, grasshoppers and even crickets that were not easy to see before. This provided the chickens in the village with an additional source of protein, saving Canghai and the villagers some millet.

A few big gooses at home grew fast and were swimming happily in the small river at the entrance of the village. However, the goose is too small now, and it tastes nothing but bones. Canghai is not a person who likes to drink soup, so this idea can't hit the body of his big goose, so he can only take a few more glances.

"Why is it so much? Otherwise, I could cook a chicken at noon today," Cang Hai said to himself.

Ping An looked at the chicken that was straying wildly on the slope: "This chicken will take more than a month."

When he said this, Ping An licked his lips.

After spending these days with Canghai, Ping An has let himself go. He used to be reluctant to eat anything and always planned to sell it for money. Now the first thing he thinks about when he sees chickens and ducks is to eat it. He is a very close-to-in person.
Chapter completed!