When Yang Ming returned to the rental house in Sunshine Community, it was noon. At this time, Wei Qingqing was the only one. She was lying on the bed, blowing a small electric fan, and reading the book bored.

"I'm back? How are you talking?" Wei Qingqing saw Yang Ming coming back, and hurriedly got out of the bed.

"Yeah! That's okay! Aunt Zhang takes good care of me. Are you leaving?" Yang Ming sat on the bed and threw the file bag directly on the bed. There were a thick stack of contracts there!

"I've left a long time ago, but they are quite enthusiastic about our tomatoes. She said, I'll come again in the afternoon." Wei Qingqing poured Yang Ming a glass of water and smelled a smell of alcohol on him, "Have you drunk?"

"Well! After signing the contract, we had another meal with the big bosses to contact each other." Yang Ming took the water and said, "Let's go to Zhengjia Village in the afternoon. If the house is too dilapidated, we should repair it as well!"

"Okay! I'll call Fangfang and tell her not to come in the afternoon!" Wei Qingqing said, and took out his broken cell phone from Yang Ming's pocket and was about to call Sun Fangfang.

Wei Qingqing finished calling Sun Fangfang and said, "She said that the family of three is going to recognize the door and will go together in the afternoon. They drive here, and I told her that we will set off at 2:00 in the afternoon."

"Just go, to be honest, you sister, are crazy enough!"

"She is just that carefree, and his husband Zhang Yang is not a good-looking person. They are just a perfect match when they get together." Wei Qingqing nodded in agreement.

After chatting for a while, Yang Ming went downstairs to Uncle Zheng’s house and told him about going to Zhengjia Village to see the house this afternoon. Uncle Zheng agreed.

At around 1:00 p.m., Sun Fangfang and his family of three arrived. The car they drove was a business car with a large interior space. There was no problem with seven or eight people sitting down. The one who drove was Sun Fangfang's husband Zhang Yang. Sun Fangfang held his son and sat in the seat behind.

Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing and his wife got into the back seat and sat with Sun Fangfang. Uncle Zheng got into the co-pilot and was responsible for guiding the direction. Under the guidance of Uncle Zheng, the business car drove towards Zhengjia Village.

Zhengjia Village is a small mountain village in Huaishu Township, Yungu County, under the jurisdiction of S City, about 60 kilometers away from S City.

The business car drove out of the city and turned on a country road at a fork. Walking on the country road, the voices seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and the noise of the city seemed to have been left behind by them.

The road conditions on the country roads are obviously not good, and they are bumpy and bumpy. There are clusters of weeds on both sides of the road, and the sound of insects chirping in the grass. Occasionally, cicadas squeaking on two crooked trees, but they seem even more peaceful.

After walking on the country road for about an hour, the business car turned on a fork under the guidance of Mr. Zheng. The road conditions of the fork were worse. After another two hours of trembling, everyone arrived at Huaishu Township, Yungu County.

The business car turned around and turned to a gravel road. He walked straight along the gravel road and finally arrived at a quiet mountain village.

"This is Zhengjia Village. It has a small population, and there are about a hundred households! Walk straight along this gravel road, and the one at the end is my old house." Mr. Zheng said.

Zhang Yang listened to Mr. Zheng's advice and drove the car directly outside a small farmyard. Along the way, he looked at it. There were tiled houses of either blue brick or red brick. One or two houses were made of stone. Without exception, these houses all had a spacious large yard.

The car stopped and the fire was turned off. Uncle Zheng opened the car door and came out, pointing to the farmyard and said, "It's this! There are always people who are messing around every year, and they are just thinking about my house!"

Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing also got out of the car and looked at the farmyard in front of them in surprise. Unlike what they imagined, this farmyard was not as dilapidated as they imagined. On the right side of the door was a big willow tree, and two people had to hug each other. The branches were almost hanging to the ground. The yard made of fences might be easier to live. Green branches had grown on this fence. There were two big trees growing in the yard, one was a chestnut tree and the other was a persimmon tree. They were all lush with branches and leaves, with green fruits hanging on them.

The two wing rooms are covered with mud and straw. Although they lack the magnificence, they have a different local atmosphere. The house is a tile house with red bricks. Judging from the weathering of the red bricks, it should have been more than 20 years. In addition to being unpopular, this courtyard can be regarded as a good house in Zhengjia Village. Combined with the words of Mr. Zheng, the two also understood that there must be someone who often renovated it. Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing, who knew Mr. Zheng’s family affairs, could guess in their hearts that those who renovated this house were probably the one that pushed Mr. Zheng’s son down the river.

"This house is pretty good too! The environment here is pretty good, it has a very rural atmosphere..." Sun Fangfang got out of the car with her baby son in her arms, glanced around her roughly, and said.

Uncle Zheng took out the key from his pocket and opened the fence door, "Come in!"

"This Zhengjia Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is only one way outside, which is the road we came in. On the other side of the mountain, there are old forests. There are blind bears, wolves, wild boars, etc. in the forest. If you are alone, don't go," Mr. Zheng led everyone into the yard, opened the door, and led everyone into the main hall. "This small courtyard covers a total area of ​​350 square meters, with two yards in front and back. There is also a back door to the main hall, which leads to the backyard. There are people in the east and west rooms, and they are all earthen kangs."

Yang Ming and the others also saw it. As soon as they entered the main hall, there were two stoves on both sides of the door, one left and one right, but there was no pot on it, and the mud inside had not turned black, and it was obviously not burned.

Uncle Zheng took everyone to look at the two rooms in the east and west. Both rooms were cleaned up neatly. The earthen kang was very flat, with a layer of kraft paper pasted on the walls, and the walls were covered with greased paper, making the room look a little dark.

"Don't look at the outside of this house, but it's actually adobe inside. If you don't like it, you can push it down and rebuild it. It won't cost much to build a house in the countryside. There is also this earthen kang. Now who still lives in the earthen kang... If you can't live in it, you can demolish and change the bed, but the stove outside will not be used. Remember to block the hole under the Fangshan Mountain so that mice will not crawl in through the hole..." Mr. Zheng stomped the flat green brick floor under his feet and said.

"It's pretty good, it feels very rural!" Wei Qingqing said.

"Just like it," Mr. Zheng nodded, "Here is Zhangjiazhuangzi, Wangjiaji, the county's big restaurant, 2580 is Majiagou, Liujiatun, the township's big restaurant, 147 is Niujiawozhuang, Lijiazhuang, and Hujiabao. If you have any need, you can buy it nearby..."

Uncle Zheng took everyone to the backyard again. The backyard was half as big as the front yard. On the left side of the yard was a large well, along with a bluestone well, and a pulley. In the corner to the right of the yard was a simple toilet. Next to the toilet was a livestock shed. A solid wood donkey cart was parked in the shed, and a full set of bridles were also carried, but there were no livestock.

"This is the backyard, and there is a small valley behind it. The two acres of land in the family are in the mountains. You can get there by taking a car and walking straight through the valley. There is about 300 meters! Let's go and see?" Mr. Zheng opened the back door and said.

"I'll go and have a look with you and let them rest here first." Yang Ming said when Sun Fangfang was holding the child and it was difficult for him to let others travel along.

"Okay, you go and go back quickly. We have to go back at night tonight, otherwise we will have no place to sleep at night!" Wei Qingqing said.

"I'll go with you too! Sister Ugly, don't worry, I'll show you your husband and promise not to let him be taken away by the wolf!" Zhang Yang said at this time.

Everyone laughed, and Wei Qingqing kicked his ass angrily. Even Mr. Zheng, whose face was gloomy, rarely smiled. "Don't worry, this small hill is a small river that runs across the hill. The gap is quite big, and the wolf can't get through it."

"What's going on? Why is this old man so ugly after he got here? Didn't your husband forcefully buy someone's house?" After the three men left, Sun Fangfang whispered to Wei Qingqing.

"What are you talking about?" Wei Qingqing gave Sun Fangfang a blank look and told her about Mr. Zheng's family.

"So that's the case. I'm afraid that something will happen, so I asked your brother-in-law to follow you. You said that the house has been deserted for thirty years, but it doesn't look like this house at all?" Sun Fangfang found a small bench and sat down.

"In my opinion, it must be the one who pushed Uncle Zheng's son to the river and kept regretting the incident back then, so after Uncle Zheng's family left, he kept helping to take care of it." Wei Qingqing found a small stool and sat next to Sun Fangfang.

"What the girl is saying!" As soon as Wei Qingqing finished speaking, an old man's voice rang behind them.

Both women were surprised, stood up and turned around to look.

I saw an old man in his seventies standing in the backyard with a small stick.

"Who are you?" Seeing that it was an old man, the two women were not panicked, so Wei Qingqing asked.

"I am Zheng Yunqian's uncle. My name is Zheng Guangrong. I have been the village party secretary of Zhengjia Village before. Girl. Xiaoqianzi has returned. Where have he been?" the old man said in a low voice.

Wei Qingqing knew that Zheng Yunqian was Mr. Zheng, so she said, "Old man, Mr. Zheng has given us the house and land. He took my husband and others to see the land."

"He wants to sell this little property? He won't come back even if he dies?" Old Master Zheng Guangrong lost his voice after hearing this.

"It's not selling it, it's giving it!" Wei Qingqing corrected.

"Xiao Qianzi's lineage is amazing. If you sell his property, just sell it. I feel sorry for that kid Zheng Yu. Don't worry about this life." Zheng Guangrong sighed dejectedly.

"Old man, please sit down. Can you tell us what's going on? Maybe we can help you!" Wei Qingqing quickly gave her mama to the old man.

"You all know about Xiao Qianzi's family, so I'm not afraid to tell you!" Zheng Guangrong sat on the stool, holding the stick in his arms, "I'm afraid you know what happened thirty years ago, so I'll tell you what happened later. That Zheng Yu was the fool who pushed Xiao Qianzi's Ergouzi in the river. He was 37 years old this year! At that time, he was still young, only seven or eight years old, ignorant, just pretending to be fun. After Ergouzi was gone, he was still looking for him to play around with. He didn't know that Ergouzi would never come back. Later, he grew up and became sensible. He knew that Ergouzi was not in his hands and lived in regret all day long. It has been like this all these years. Who in the village built a brick house first?

Xiao Qianzi and his family were all built by Zheng Yu, who used the money earned from his own work, and built it bit by bit by bit. He didn't want to ruin the appearance of the house, so he took bricks and pasted them piece by piece outside. Every year, every festival, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, the house was cleaned. He has not stopped. He is not young anymore and has never married a wife. Their family is about to lose their lives. He just wants to hear his uncle and aunt say something to him, even if he scolds him or beat him! Our heads talk a lot, but once they say it is a break. Until now, Xiao Qianzi and even us hate it..."

The two girls listened to the old man's words and remained silent for a long time. Sun Fangfang hugged the baby son in her arms tightly. Think about it, her baby son is gone... Bah, it's unlucky... Isn't you going crazy? It's meaningless to live.

Wei Qingqing was in a heavy mood, "This, let's try to talk to Mr. Zheng and the others!"

"Girl, if you have this heart, I will thank you! Speaking of which, it is also a tragedy for our Zheng family!" Zheng Guangrong nodded gratefully.

The old man didn't dare to stay for a long time, for fear that Mr. Zheng would come back and give him a face, so he left in a hurry.

The mountain valley is a mountain path about 20 meters wide. Uncle Zheng led Yang Ming and Zhang Yang to the two acres of land along the mountain valley. These two acres are between the two mountains and have long been covered with weeds. There is also a small mountain stream flowing from the mountains on the top of the ground. The mountain stream is ten meters wide, with clear water quality, and there are small fish wandering in it.

"These two acres of land were divided by the team. Because our family was blocked at the end of the small hill, we divided these two acres. Speaking of which, we opened these two acres of land ourselves. Our family used to have a lot of people and had many lands. After our family had an accident, we returned the other land to the country and left this piece." Uncle Zheng showed sadness again, "This piece of land is very fat. When planting, it burns the grass and tills it once."

"It's really nice here, it's quite quiet." Yang Ming stood on the ridge of the fields and looked around.

"There are still fish in the stream. When I get a net to catch a handful of them, the wild fish and the breeding ones taste two different flavors." Zhang Yang looked at the swimming fish in the stream, drooling a little.

"Okay, that's all. It's almost dark. Let's go back and go to the village to complete the transfer procedures tomorrow." Mr. Zheng said.

So the three of them began to walk back.
Chapter completed!