The little ancestor of the family

what? What?

The villagers seemed to have heard a shocking piece of news.

His eyes looked over immediately.

Ye Xinran's heart choked.

Young man, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

"Does the girl have any impression of what I said?"

Seeing that Ye Xinran didn't say anything, the boy asked.

"I have no impression of him at all!" Ye Xinran denied it bluntly, "You must have recognized the wrong person!"

"No way!" The young man stood there in a daze, "The woman is thin and has a scar on the left side of her face. She is exactly the same as the master described!"

"Please get out of the way!"

Seeing that Ye Xinran denied it, Xiao Huaian stepped forward and separated Ye Xinran and the young man.

Seeing Ye Xinran and the two children walking farther and farther away, the boy wanted to catch up anxiously, but the man stood in front of him and refused to move.

"Please don't disturb my family. She has already said that you have the wrong person!"

"It shouldn't be..."

Seeing Xiao Huaian was tall and strong, the young man's momentum weakened, "But my master clearly said..."

Xiao Huaian: "If you move forward again, don't blame me for being rude!"

"I……"

Xiao Huaian's expression clearly didn't change, but the young man suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the hairs on his back stood up. He swallowed the words that were on his lips.

The excitement just ended like that.

Everyone returned to the village. Those who were still able to work started a fire and cooked before it got dark. Those who were too tired simply cooked some kudzu root and potatoes in the pot and made do with a meal.

Ye Xinran was also tired after a long day. She didn't feel it when she was working during the day, but when she washed her hands, she found that her fingertips were cut in several places.

She took out iodine from the space and wiped the wound, then wiped the two children. Thinking of eating some steamed buns to fool around, she walked into the kitchen and found that there was freshly cooked porridge in the pot.

"Hey, where did this snail girl come from? She has cooked the rice." Ye Xinran teased deliberately.

Changsheng blushed when he heard this, "Aunt, I cooked it."

"Changsheng is really capable!"

Changsheng rubbed his feet on the ground: "Just cook something. I came back early today and didn't go to the mountain to work, so it's natural for me to cook."

"Big brother is really awesome. The porridge he cooks is better than that cooked by second uncle!"

Chang'an is used to showing support.

Chang Ping also echoed, "Even dogs don't like what Second Uncle cooks!"

Chang'an:...

Changsheng:……

With the porridge and the steamed buns left over from the morning, Ye Xinran took out the eight-treasure pickles made by the chef from the kitchen of the space, put them on a plate, and invited everyone to eat together.

"Aunt, this pickle is delicious! Did you buy it in the city?"

Changan took a bite of a crisp cucumber and asked while eating.

Ye Xinran also followed suit: "Yes, if you like it, I will buy it again next time!"

Xiao Huaian silently recalled, when was the last time he bought pickles?

*

As soon as it got dark, the village fell into silence.

Everyone slept very soundly that night.

My body is tired, but my heart is happy.

The next day, before daybreak, smoke began to come out of the chimney.

Ye Xinran was in charge of recording as usual before going up the mountain. She unexpectedly discovered that there was one more person going up the mountain today, Zhang Dashan from Mrs. Zhang's family.

When the villagers saw Zhang Dashan coming out, they all whispered to each other.

"It's true that the sun has risen from the west. Zhang Dashan has come out to work!"

"Mrs. Zhang is finally willing to let her precious son go out."

"Look at his fleshy body. I don't know if he can crawl for a while."

Everyone was talking about the matter along the way, but when they got to the mountain, they all devoted themselves to digging the canal and didn't care about anything else.

Opening the mountain was more difficult than they had previously thought.

According to the current situation, it will take them two more days to finish the digging.

Xiao Huaian still dug faster than others.

When Ye Xinran was walking down the mountain with tools, she suddenly heard someone calling her from behind.

"Madam Ye, Madam Ye."

Ye Xinran looked back and saw that it was Zhang Dashan.

I didn't notice for a long time when he ran behind me.

Zhang Dashan ignored Ye Xinran's cold gaze, but raised the Luoshazi in his hand with a sly smile on his face: "Miss Ye, do you like this purple flower the most? I just found it over there and brought it to you on purpose."

"No, thanks!"

Ye Xinran said coldly and turned away.

"Don't you want it? They said you like this flower!" Zhang Dashan persevered and followed for two more steps.

Ye Xinran sneered: "The flowers are beautiful, but they have been touched by dirty hands. They are too dirty."

"you!"

Zhang Dashan has never been scolded like this by anyone.

"Who do you think you are?"

He threw the flowers on the ground, crushed them with his feet, looked at Ye Xinran's back with hatred, and turned away.

Some people noticed the commotion here, but when they saw Zhang Dashan leave, no one took it to heart. After all, everyone's attention was on digging the canal.

Today's digging was a little more difficult than yesterday's. In just one morning, seven or eight large trees had been knocked down.

Everyone worked together to cut the tree roots in half and finally created a passage.

While they were busy working, they suddenly heard someone shouting, "Uncle Lizheng, come over here and take a look!"

There was some panic in the voice.

Everyone who heard the shout looked in that direction, and saw a deep hole under Wang Tieshu's pickaxe.

“Where did this hole come from?”

"Dig to the side!"

Amidst everyone's chatter, Wang Tieshu dug to the side again and found still a hole.

"Impossible! How can there be such a big hole!"

Others dug on the left and right sides and found a deep pit underneath.

The pit was two feet wide, seven or eight feet deep, and extended for dozens of feet.

"This is terrible. If we want to bypass this hole, we have to change the route of the canal."

"How far will this change go?"

"It may not work even if we change it. Maybe the cave has moved around to the back of the mountain."

"Can we dig shallower?"

Someone suggested.

"Yes, we didn't find this hole when we came up just now. We just need to dig it shallower so that the hole won't be exposed."

"It's no use digging shallower. Once the water comes in, it will immediately wash away the thin layer of soil underneath and flow into this hole anyway."

"I was wondering why there was no water at the foot of the mountain! It seems that all the water has flowed into the deep pit."

"Then we have worked in vain?"

For a moment, confusion, panic, and grievance, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

They spent two days, but the water on the mountain couldn't be drained down at all?

"Uncle Lizheng, your 200 taels of silver were thrown away in vain!"

"That's right, that's 200 taels of silver. We can't save that much money even if we grow crops for a year."

"You shouldn't have listened to the young lady. She hasn't even farmed before, how could she understand these things?"

"Uncle Lizheng, given the current situation, please decide what to do!"

Just when the scene was in chaos, a deep and steady male voice came over.

"What happened?"