Jiang Sanlang finally understood why the Hong clan chief and the village elders asked him to be elected as the village leader.
But is he someone who gives up easily? Certainly not.
Now that he has decided to take over Dongchencun, should he give in?
Bu Nao, the matter of repairing the house needs to be carefully considered.
I went to Sun Lizheng with the clan leader and village elder to report whether Jiang Sanlang could officially take over as the village leader of Dongchen Village.
After Jiang Sanlang came back from Zhenzai, Old Man Jiang immediately asked: "How is Zhenzai?"
"Some houses were destroyed, but not seriously. Sunli's house in Buluo was burned down, and his family escaped by hiding in the mountains."
"Where is Dr. Zhang's wife's family?" Can Dani tell her to the grandson of Doctor Zhang's wife's family? It would be a pity if something happened.
Jiang Sanlang: "Is Dr. Zhang's wife's house okay? He went to check on her once and found that everything is fine. The bandits did not enter her house."
"That's great." Old Man Jiang reassured, "No wonder Dacheng said that the town is better than our village. Many houses are in good condition and have not been burned down."
Jiang Sanlang was speechless, thinking in his mind.
The bandits seem to have left, but whether they win or lose, they will definitely come back again. How will the villagers resist them?
Could it be that my people are like bereaved dogs, hiding everywhere?
Jiang Sanlao recalled a village he encountered while escaping from bandits the day before yesterday.
The village was built like a small castle, surrounded by walls. When the bandits came, the villagers would stand on the wall and shoot arrows to the east. Some would hit them with stones, and they would repel more than a hundred bandits.
"Sanlang, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that his third son didn't respond, Old Man Jiang asked, "Do you think it's difficult to be a Muramasa?"
Jiang Sanlang shook his head.
Old Man Jiang especially wants to chat with his third son tomorrow, "Then why should I ignore me?"
Jiang Sanlang: "He was thinking that the village has been almost destroyed anyway, so why not let everyone come to build houses on the south slope."
He wanted to build the village into the style of that castle village, and he would not be afraid of any number of bandits who would come to him in the future.
Moreover, the little girl said that the village will be flooded in the future, and even the house of the patriarch Muramasa will be washed away.
In that case, what's the use of spending money to build a house in the village?
Therefore, we must explain this matter clearly to the villagers. If they want their homes not to be flooded or invaded by bandits, come and build houses on the south slope.
But that thing can't be done by oneself alone, it must be supported by the whole village.
It won't be too difficult if the whole village comes and organizes everyone to build a wall.
"You all come to Nanpo to build a house?" Old Man Jiang shook his head, "I'm afraid not."
Jiang Sanlang: "You have to do it even if it doesn't work."
Since he is appointed as the village chief, we must listen to him on that matter.
After thinking about it, Jiang Sanlang immediately ran to Patriarch Chen's house and explained what he meant.
"What did I say? Let the whole village build houses on the south slope?" Patriarch Chen frowned: "What should we do there?"
Jiang Sanlang: "In the future, if you have time, you can repair it. If you don't have time, you can give up."
Patriarch Chen clicked his tongue and said, "Let him think about it."
"Well, he will go meet other people again, and he will come back to talk to you if anything happens." After that, Jiang Sanlang stood up and left.
Seeing Jiang Sanlang leaving, the eldest son of the patriarch snorted coldly, "Dad, look at it. Just when we were in the village, he suddenly disappeared. He asked us to build a house on the south slope. Let's see if he is crazy."
Seeing that his father was speechless, Chen Jiaxing continued: "What do you and the elders think? What good will happen to our village if a person with a foreign surname becomes the village leader?"
Patriarch Chen glared at his eldest son: "What do I want to say? What's wrong with the surname? No one is more suitable to be the village leader than Jiang Sanlang, the surname!"
"You can't say that." Chen Jiaxing couldn't help but quarreled with his father: "In other villages, there is no doubt that the father will not do anything but the son will take over. He looks at his cousin Chen Shu, so why not let him replace his third uncle as the village leader?
Let Jiang Sanlang be the one?"
Patriarch: "I know nothing! Muramasa, can anyone do it if I want?"
"Isn't it true?" Chen Jiaxing whispered.
The patriarch was so angry that he wanted to slap him: "The village leader can only be elected by the whole village. I don't think Chen Shu has any ability to let our village elect him? What's more, my third uncle's life is not as good as Jiang Sanlang's little daughter who saved Dong, then
This time, if Jiang Sanlang hadn't been involved, I would have been chopped into pieces by the bandits."
Chen Jiaxing curled his lips, feeling a lot of disapproval in his heart.
Patriarch Chen waved his legs: "Relocating the village depends on the wishes of the whole village. If everyone agrees, Erlang and I will also go to Nanpo. He and my mother will guard the old house."
"He won't go! My second brother won't go either!" Chen Jiaxing turned around and left angrily.
Humph! I would not move to Nanpo, and my second brother would not go either. He couldn't live in his nice big house, so he went crazy to suffer in a place like Nanpo where no one shits.
The next month, Yingbao took Youyou to the bamboo forest, followed by a bunch of little kids.
The little kid was followed closely by two puppies.
Yingbao glanced not far away and saw her father and many villagers measuring the land.
Yesterday, my father said that the whole village unanimously agreed to build houses on the south slope.
So Yingbao drew a sketch and gave it to her father for detailed reference.
The city square map is modeled on the layout of the outer square of Fucheng, with rows of houses neatly arranged, which is both beautiful and space-saving.
Considering that it is a rural area, every household must have a large square yard, and a piece of land outside the yard is designated for them to cook.
There are thirty or forty households in Dongchencunbu. According to eight households in a row, it is enough to build five rows of houses.
Two additional ponds were dug out to facilitate villagers to do laundry and vegetables, and the excavated soil was used to build exterior walls.
That project is a bit big and probably won't be completed in one or two hours.
Therefore, the villagers clearly measured the land to build houses, and the outer walls could be built slowly later.
When villagers build houses, whoever occupies another family's land must allocate an equal amount of land from their own land to others.
Everyone agrees on that.
So Mingyue, the whole village, young and old, came to the south slope to select the site for their own houses on the planned land.
Yingbao took her younger brother and Yuanbao tiger son Wei Zhan to the small melon field outside the bamboo forest.
Strangely enough, those melon vines not only did not die after they were transplanted, but they continued to bloom.
It's just that the growth rate of bunao is much slower than that in the black soil of Dongfu.
Several children looked through the melon leaves to see if there were any mature fish that had slipped through the net.
Jiang Wu and Jiang Jie were counting the melons. When they counted the second melon vine, they suddenly shouted: "Sister! Two are missing!"
Yingbao walked over to check: "What's missing?"
I really don’t know how many small melons are left in those melon vines.
"It's missing!" Jiang Jie pointed to the courgette vine and shouted, "You've counted it. That one has four knots at the head. Tomorrow there will only be two left. It's the smallest one."
Jiang Wu echoed: "Yes! He has counted them too."
He and his brother counted together and there was no mistake.
Wei Zhan stretched his head over and said, "It won't be stolen by anyone, right?"
Jiang Wu and Jiang Jie were so angry that they wanted to cry.
There was a thief who came to steal their melons, even the ones that were not grown up. I was so angry.
Yingbao didn't pay attention and said: "If you steal it, just steal it. Maybe they don't know if there is an owner's melon field."
Jiang Wuhu went to count other melons and vines with a face on his face. When he counted, he found that the slightly larger melons were all gone.
Not only were the larger courgettes missing, but also the cantaloupe buttons, which were as big as goose eggs.
"Sister, the little thief has stolen all our melons." Jiang Wu raised his neck and cried loudly.
