Seeing Canghai following Hu Ping'an, none of the people dared to recognize him. When they arrived at Hu Ping'an, they said a lot of things. Only then could everyone believe that the person in front of them dressed like the character in the TV series was the first famous college student who walked out of their own village.

Cang Hai helped to help push the water truck to the door of the old village chief Hu Shijie, and then asked: "Grandpa Hu, are there only these people left in the village now?"

When I came, I heard that there were more than ten people left in the village. Now I saw that there were only about ten people. There were only six or seven people who were resistant to God. Now I was standing in front of me. I was still a weak person. In addition to the stupid kid Hu Ping'an, the youngest person is probably over 60 years old.

"Then how many people do you want? Life here is so difficult, most people have moved to the town. There are only us old bones who are in love with our family and don't want to move there. But it's just a waste of time and waiting for our health, so how can we move to the town?"

The person who spoke was the daughter-in-law of the old Li family in the village. His surname was Qian and his name was Ximei. He was the third daughter-in-law of the old Li family. Today, he was almost sixty-two or three years old. When the old man talked about the relocation, he was a little helpless and a little disappointed.

Relocation is for elderly people of their age, and they have too many things to worry about. The ancestors have lived here for generations, and the ancestral tombs of each family are nearby. If they move to the town, what should they do if the ancestral tombs are? Without descendants to pay homage to the ancestors, wouldn’t it make their ancestors become lonely ghosts?

Listening to these people talking about the helplessness in the relocation, Canghai didn't know how to interact for a while.

After all, he has worked as a village chief and is still a village chief now. Although he has only cared about less than ten old, weak, sick and disabled people, Hu Shijie is still a bit concise.

"Haiwazi just came back, so let's stop nagging and talk about some happy things. By the way, Haiwazi came back this time to visit your grave and your grandfather?" Hu Shijie looked around everyone, and then his eyes fell on Canghai.

Cang Hai nodded gently and said, "If possible, I still want to pack a piece of land here and plant something or something!"

As soon as he said this, the whole scene became quiet. Everyone looked at Canghai with an idiot. The only guy who didn't look at Canghai like this was Hu Ping'an, because he himself was a fool.

Hu Shijie muttered twice, but he didn't say some of the words after all.

If Hu Shijie doesn't say it doesn't mean that others don't say it. Although everyone is not the same surname, the people in the village are simple and they were almost ordinary in the past. The trust between people and the relationship between neighbors is quite good.

Li Liren, the second master of the Li family, opened his mouth and said, "Haiwazi, don't be stupid. We are just reluctant to leave the countryside. How old are you? Besides, what can you do when you come back here? What can we do here? Nothing else is to say, this water must be taken from a few miles away. Without water, you can't plant anything you want. Even if you plan to fetch water, I think that at most one or two years, the old well over there will be followed. If you want to fetch water, you have to walk a mountain road of about ten miles. What do you think you are looking for when you come back!"

Hearing the second grandfather Li Liren's words, everyone responded, repeatedly saying that Canghai should honestly return to the Modu City, the metropolis, to become a real Modu City, is a serious matter. As for returning to the countryside to farm, it is better not to think about it.

Canghai just laughed and didn't respond. These people were all living for the rest of their lives. No one was stupid. Seeing Canghai like this, they had to sigh in their hearts, feeling that the child of the Cang family was silly.

However, everyone was not worried. They felt that once Canghai could not live in the village, they would naturally go back. Not to mention the other things, just looking at the dress of Canghai, no one believed that he could live in the village now, not to mention Canghai. Even if they were not for their attachment to their hometown, they would have moved to the town long ago. Not to mention the other things, just twisting their hands, the tap water would flow, which was a temptation for them.

Since this was the case, Hu Shijie and everyone stopped persuading him and asked about the situation in Canghai, whether there is a woman or not, what is the big demon? Anyway, there are all kinds of questions.

Canghai answered one by one, and finally Hu Shijie decided to live in his kiln these days when Canghai returned.

Because of the arrival of Canghai, it brought a little joy to the village. Everyone came to Hu Shijie's house during dinner. The old man also took out his treasured bottled wine to entertain Canghai.

The wine is not expensive, at most about 30 yuan per bottle, but for those who only drink wine for many years, the wine is quite high-end, and the dishes are all home-cooked. To be honest, it is not even home-cooked. A few people gathered at a table, and there were only three pots of vegetables, one pot of green vegetables, one pot of salted goose, and one pot of egg soup. The main food is the kind that is often eaten here. It will make you scream after taking a bite.

I have been away from home for too long. Canghai has become accustomed to the big white rice. I am still a little uncomfortable when I eat these, but after all, they are things from my hometown. After a few bites, I get used to them.

After dinner, the women began to rush to the table together, while a group of men sat around the seat and started to chat.

Canghuo talked about his preparations for opening a kiln with this momentum.

"Grandpa Hu, I want to ask you about this. I still have something to do in the Demon City. I can't take care of it here all the time. I'm going to open a three-door new kiln and put out a large flat ground in front of the new kiln..."

While talking, Cang Hai dipped his fingers in water and started drawing on the table. Cang Hai's requirement was a height of three.5 and a depth of six meters. In this way, three skilled workers could usually dig it in ten days. One hole was dug, and it would be a month to calculate it. In addition, decoration and other things are enough.

Hu Shijie frowned, took a sip of the cigarette scattered by Canghai, and then opened his mouth and said, "Now a major worker must have at least one thousand in a day, and he has to eat it. What you said must have three or four major worker, and what you said is that it is smeared cement sealing and other things, it will cost about one hundred thousand. Without this count, you can't get out of the three kilns..."

Hearing Grandpa Hu say this, Cang Hai waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll just pay 150,000 yuan, but then you and everyone will help you watch it and don't have any problems."

What Canghai needs is these masters dig out the kiln. As for the things that Canghai is going to do it himself later. As a child who is studying architecture, he is not unfamiliar with decoration and he likes to talk about fiddling with his own place according to his own preferences. As for what designers to hire, Canghai never thought about it.

When he heard Cang Tao say that he was digging a kiln, Li Licheng, who had been beside him, said: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to dig a kiln at this time? It's going to snow soon? I think it's better to wait for spring to begin."

Li Licheng is the eldest of the three brothers of the Li family. He is usually a little silly, but when this comes out, he has come to the point. Digging kilns is indeed not suitable for winter, and there is no problem except for the other three seasons in winter.

After hearing Li Licheng say this, Canghai remembered that this matter is indeed not suitable for winter, and spring must begin at the earliest, which means that it will be discussed in three months.

"Can't you do this winter?" Cang Hai was a little unwilling to give up and asked Hu Shijie.

Hu Shijie sniffed his cigarette, thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Haiwazi, this matter is not urgent. If Lao Li hadn't mentioned it like this, I wouldn't have remembered it for a while!"

Seeing Cang Hai's look of loss, Li Licheng understood Cang Hai's thoughts and opened his mouth and said, "Haiwazi, are you afraid that you will not have a place to live when you come back?"

Canghai nodded.

When Li Licheng heard this, he opened his mouth and said, "What's the matter? The kiln at your uncle's house is empty. We often clean it and it's okay to live there for a year or two. If you come back, you can live there, but I want to tell you that there is nothing inside. The beds, cabinets and so on have been moved to the town by them, leaving only an empty kiln."

When Canghai heard that he could live there, there was no problem. As for those without beds, it didn’t matter. It was not a big deal if you had space in your hand. Isn’t it a small matter to use a few bed cabinets?

"Then I'll thank Grandpa Li first, Grandpa Hu. I won't be busy digging the kilns there, just wait for the spring to begin," Canghai said.

Canghai's hands are not so tight when waiting for the spring. When the gems are sold, the tickets are coming in. Not to mention opening a three-hole kiln, Canghai can still bear it even if it is a thirteen-hole kiln.

I just heard Grandpa Hu Shijie say he would cost about 100,000 yuan. Canghai was wondering if he would ask his two best friends to borrow some money when he returned to the Demon City. If the money on his hand was not enough, he would have fun. Now he heard that it is difficult to open a kiln in winter, so the rest of the things will be much easier to do.

After solving his own affairs, Canghai asked everyone’s crops: “Grandpa Hu, what are your crops growing now?”

Before the man had waited for a table to answer, Li Licheng's wife, Qiu Shanghua, opened her mouth and said, "What else can be planted? Now all we can plant is corn and potatoes, and we can't plant much in total. We transport water back and forth, and we are no longer as young as we were when we were young."

After saying that, Qiu Shanghua put a plate of peanuts in her hand on the table and sat down beside the head of the house with a tilted butt.

"Oh, the land we planted together is only four or five acres, and the harvest is not good. The corn kernels are only half the size of the people in the town. Fortunately, there is no agricultural tax or anything like that. Otherwise, we would not only not be able to get lost in the year, but also have to pay money in it." Li Liren put down the cigarette beside his mouth and sighed.

"The town has not given you land?" Cang Hai asked casually.
Chapter completed!