Leisurely mountain village

"Okay, I'll go find him." Ye Zhuang smiled sheepishly, leaving his suitcase and backpack at the door; his house was located at the entrance of the village.

He also has his own three bungalows, which were originally prepared for his wedding, but the wedding fell through. However, the houses have already been built and are located behind Ye Daming's old house. Behind them is the family's private plot of land, which is about two or three acres in size. Beyond that, there are mountains.

That's how it is in the countryside; no matter how poor a family is, they still have to build a new house for their son's wedding.

In fact, according to the village, Dazhuang Yehuan is considered to be seriously late in getting married. He is 27 or 28 years old and still not married, or even has a partner. Other people his age already have sons who can pee and play in the mud.

Look at Ye Daming, he's only 49 years old this year, while his eldest son, Ye Zhuang, is already 28.

The previous Ye Dacai was only 45 years old and already had a grandson named Qiuqiu.

When Ye Zhuang passed by the river, he saw Ye Huan squatting there staring blankly at the river. The older children in the village had all started school, and the parents of the younger children did not allow them to play by the river.

"Xiao Huan," Da Zhuang called out.

"Haha, you're back! I was just asking you how you were doing, weren't you?" Ye Huan punched Da Zhuang's chest, which was hard as a rock.

"Yes, I only came back after everything was arranged, so I'm a few days late," Dazhuang said with his usual simple and honest smile.

"Okay, take a few days to rest. I estimate we'll need to negotiate with the village during the National Day holiday. You'll be in charge of the security team for now," Ye Huan said directly. He knew Da Zhuang's personality; if he didn't explain things clearly, Da Zhuang definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Although Dazhuang was half a year older than Ye Huan, he had always listened to Ye Huan since he was a child. Ye Huan was known for being smart and fierce in fights.

"You'll be paving the road later, just keep an eye on it. Find a few suitable, obedient young people who come back from the village later, and form a security team. You'll be the captain, earning 10,000 a month, and the others 6000 each. There will be a bonus at the end of the year, and the village will also give you a salary." Ye Huan readily accepted his fate.

"it is good."

"There aren't many young people in the village these days. Let's go have a good drink at noon." Ye Huan led Ye Zhuang home.

"Great-Grandpa." Ye Zhuang greeted Ye Wuju, who was his great-grandfather, his grandfather's older brother.

"You're back! Not bad, you've gotten even stronger." The old man smiled and nodded at him. Of all the young men in the village, the old man didn't have many he liked, but Da Zhuang was one of them.

"Yes, Xiao Huan asked me to come back and help," Da Zhuang nodded and said.

"Work hard, it's better than working outside."

"Ah."

"Mom, could you help me tidy up the upstairs room this afternoon and put on some brand new clothes? Two friends are coming over tomorrow," Ye Huan said to his mother as he went into the kitchen.

"Row."

"You guys eat lunch, Dazhuang and I are going to the mountains for drinks," Ye Huan said, glancing at the dishes and picking up a sausage.

"Dazhuang's back?" Ye Huan's mother asked, turning around.

"Yeah, I just got home."

"Okay, drink less." Ye Huan's mother nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Huan greeted her grandfather, then called out to Da Zhuang, grabbed a small charcoal stove and a bunch of ingredients, and went up the mountain. It was outside the shed, and it was still a bit stuffy inside.

"There's no time to cook, let's grill and drink at the same time," Ye Huan said with a smile. There was a ready-made grill, which he hadn't even disassembled.

“Okay, I don’t care about anything.” Da Zhuang nodded.

"Take out that box of charcoal from the shed and light it. I'll go get some wine from the house," Ye Huan said, then went into the small hut. He did indeed have more than a dozen boxes of "Chuang Tian Ya" (a type of Chinese martial arts novel) piled up inside. He liked to have a drink when he had nothing to do at night.

After moving five boxes, they moved the outdoor table and chairs out of the shed and set them up. Da Zhuang lit the stove, and Ye Huan started cutting the meat into long strips. "Haha, let's grill big meat skewers right away, come on!"

Then, the small meat skewers are grilled first and then kept warm on the small charcoal stove on the table, "so you can drink and grill at the same time."

The two of them didn't even use cups; they just drank straight from the bottle, one bottle each, tilting their heads back to finish it.

The two didn't need any other dishes; there were fresh cucumbers, tomatoes, and fruit on the table. "Try them," they said. "I'll rely on these when I come back this time."

Dazhuang picked up a cucumber and ate it in a few bites. "Hmm? Delicious, this cucumber is delicious."

"Haha, come on, let's have one." Ye Huan nodded; these were all dishes from the space.

And so, the two of them slowly finished four or five pounds of barbecue and five cases of liquor, drinking until after three in the afternoon. Then they just sat in their chairs, lay down, and lazily relaxed.

"I heard from Xiao Li that your girlfriend broke up with you?" Ye Huan and Da Zhuang don't care about that.

"Hmm. They're completely unreasonable, so let's just let it go," Dazhuang said.

"It's alright, once we have money, we can find any kind of thing we want," Ye Huan said with a smile, comforting his brother.

"Yes, I believe that. Let's make money first."

"Ha ha..."

The last time the two met was during the Spring Festival two years ago. Last year, Dazhuang worked overtime to earn money and didn't come back. He had been hoping to arrange a wedding banquet and get married by May Day, but alas...

The two chatted casually until five o'clock before ending their conversation. Dazhuang went home, but Ye Huan didn't rush back. Instead, she went to see the other house that had been built.

These houses are indeed quick to build, and there are no decoration requirements. There are no wooden floors inside; it's just a cement floor that you just need to smooth out.

In the future, it will be the animals' den in winter; they can sleep on old clothes laid out on the ground.

Now, they don't want to sleep inside anymore; it's cooler outside, especially the giant pandas Fuwang and Mengmeng, who always sleep outside.

Ye Huan had been thinking of getting two large blocks of ice to transport over a couple of days ago, but with this weather, they would probably melt away in two days if left outside.

However, he still ordered ten large pieces, the kind that are as tall as a person. Seeing that Fuwang Mengmeng was too lazy to move every day, he knew that the weather was indeed quite hot. The power of the autumn heat was no joke.

It seems we'll have to dig a cellar here to store ice for Fuwang and his mother in the summer. It's too hot for them, and they suffer too. Since they're willing to stay with Ye Huan, Ye Huan feels he should help them solve their problem.

For example, the bamboo forest, the fruit spring, and the ice for summer. Anyway, he's not short of money now. He can just find a small, inconspicuous hill and dig a place to store the ice. It won't be a problem.

After taking a look, Ye Huan saw nothing that needed improvement and went home. It was dinnertime.

After sitting at home for a while, I heard my mom call out, "Time to bring out the dishes, dinner is served!"

"I registered an agricultural and sideline products company in town a few days ago. Next year, the business will be conducted through the company," Ye Huan told her family.

"You decide what to do." The parents nodded; they didn't understand this kind of thing.

"Da Ming said he's notified everyone outside that those who can make it back during the National Day holiday should come back. He plans to finalize this matter during the National Day holiday," Ye Wuju told his grandson.

A small but wonderful goal, rating 8.0, thank you.