"Dikengyuan" is a sunken courtyard. Underground, there are slope steps to go down, and there are two drainage ditches on the left and right. It is considered an architectural feature of the Mangshan area.
After entering, I was stunned.
There are actually people living here!
Plastic bottles everywhere!
These plastic bottles are all cut open, filled with soil, and some kind of strange white mushrooms are planted in them. Hundreds of plastic bottles are arranged neatly! Densely packed! Only a very narrow space is left in the middle for entry and exit.
walk.
I saw a shirtless man lying on a spring bed and sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.
"Sister, this...is this your relative?"
The old lady frowned, walked through the middle, kicked the spring bed with her feet.
"Um...who, who?"
The man was sleepy. He sat up and rubbed his face: "Who are you? What are you doing? Didn't you see that I was sleeping soundly?"
"This is my ancestral home, why did you live in it? Also, there are so many bottles."
The shirtless man came to his senses, frowned and said, "This yard has been deserted for thirty years and has no owner for a long time. I am growing mushrooms here. What's wrong?"
Pickle girl defended loudly: "It's not your house!"
"This is obviously our Qin family's old house! It has an owner!"
"Yeah?"
"Where's the real estate certificate? Where's the title deed? Take it out and let me take a look. I said it's my old house."
He lay down again, resting his hands on his hands and crossing his legs, looking like a rogue.
Seeing that he couldn't listen to me no matter what I said, she even slapped him in the face. Even a good-natured old lady became angry.
"No... scoundrel!"
"Get up!" She stretched out her hand and pulled the man.
"Climb further away! Don't you dare touch me!"
The man looked fierce and pushed hard.
The old lady lost her balance, took two steps back, and sat on the ground.
"grandmother!"
"Grandma, how are you? Why did you push my grandma! Oh, grandma..."
Seeing this, his face turned gloomy and he said, "You guys go out first and I'll discuss it with this gentleman."
Pickle girl's eyes were red, she helped the old lady up and went out, closing the door at the same time.
"What are you discussing with me? The mushrooms I grow here are called crab-flavored mushrooms. A kilogram of dried mushrooms costs more than 100. Be careful, don't crush them under my feet."
He stood still with his head still.
I walked over with a smile and handed over the cigarette, and said with a smile: "Come on, brother, have a cigarette first. We can talk about it if we have anything to say."
She just took a cigarette.
I slapped him in the face!
"I....!"
This man covered his face and yelled! He was about to sit up and fight back. At this time, he threw a brick at my head.
I caught the brick and hit him with a backhand! It hit him on the forehead!
The brick was not broken, but a line of blood flowed down his forehead.
He held his head and screamed.
I went up and kicked him hard on the head!
"Stop...stop fighting!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong! Move away now! Stop fighting!"
I stopped when I waved my head and hands.
He raised his head and said with a cold face: "Don't make me angry, now take your things and get out."
