Leisurely mountain village

"Then I'll beat him to death right now, and see if your lineage has a throne to inherit." The old man raised his whip.

"Stop hitting him, stop hitting him, brother! You can't hit him anymore! Hook is weak, he could really die!" Old Eight pleaded desperately, but Ye Wuju remained unmoved.

Seeing his elder brother's expression, the eighth brother knew there was no room for negotiation. Had he lost his mind? How could he agree to his grandson spreading rumors about his own granddaughter-in-law?

His eyes dimmed. "We're moving, brother. Stop fighting. We're leaving the village."

Ye Wuju put away his whip, snorted, and then looked at the old men, pointing with his finger: "Look at you all, what a mess you've become." Then he turned and left, going home.

The old men lowered their heads in shame. The village chief had his men put down Uncle Ba and Ye Gou and take them back to their house. Then he quickly came out and knelt down in front of his eldest uncle, Ye Wuji.

Ye Wuju holds the position of clan leader in the village. Their village is officially called Willow Village, but they have always referred to themselves as Ye Family Village.

Ye Wuju ignored him and sat there drinking tea. Ye Huan didn't know what to say either. He was still angry, so he held Juanjuan and kept his grandfather company while he drank tea.

"It's going to rain heavily tonight. Why aren't you arranging work? What are you doing kneeling here?" The old man finally spoke up, mainly because he was annoyed by him.

"Oh~" Village Chief Ye Daming stood up and rubbed his knees, after all, he was over 50 years old.

“Your father died early, and you grew up with Dafa. I’m telling you this one last time: if you can’t stand up for the villagers and uphold justice, you should be replaced as village chief as soon as possible,” Ye Wuji said.

"I understand, Uncle." The village chief nodded and went back to arrange his work. Once his uncle's anger subsided, he was fine.

Ye Wuju was his father's older brother and his uncle. When Ye Daming was a few years old, his father died in the mountains and his mother ran away. It can be said that Ye Wuju raised him. He followed Ye Huan's father around since he was a child.

If Ye Huan's father hadn't refused to be the village chief, he wouldn't have gotten the position. Even if he had, everyone would have done it out of respect for Ye Wuju.

"I never imagined that the village would become like this in just a few years. Sigh." Ye Huan looked speechlessly at the village chief's back and said to his grandfather.

“After going out and seeing the world, I’ve also learned hypocrisy. Everyone’s all about being nice to each other. If you hadn’t come back, I wouldn’t have bothered with them,” Grandpa said.

Ye Huan nodded. He was also frightened by his grandfather today. That bamboo whip really lashed him. Ye Gou estimated that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for at least ten days to half a month.

"Great-Grandpa, don't be angry, have some candy." Jingjing peeled open a White Rabbit milk candy that Ye Huan had given her and stuffed it into her great-grandfather's mouth. Ye Wuju laughed heartily and chewed on the milk candy.

"At my age, I'm not as sensible as a baby. If I had the temper I used to have, I would have thrown them all into the river to drown."

Ye Huan smiled wryly; her grandfather's imposing presence was truly remarkable.

"Let's call off the village's cooperation this year. They won't learn their lesson if we don't teach them a lesson." The grandfather also agreed with his grandson's approach; there was no need to spoil them.

Many villagers nowadays are only thinking about getting rich, and have forgotten everything else.

"Well, I won't cooperate with the village unless it meets my standards. I don't care at all. If you push me too far, I'll take you out of here. With my skills, I can make a fortune anywhere." Ye Huan nodded. He really didn't have deep feelings for the village.

Grandpa was so angry he laughed, and tapped him on the head with his pipe.

As evening approached, it started raining heavily again. Ye Huan's parents and Bai Jie had already returned home to cook. Bai Jie had also heard the rumors circulating in the village, so she came back to pack her things, preparing to leave with Jingjing.

Ye Huan stopped them, saying, "Where can you go now? Eighth Master's family has been driven out of the village by my grandfather. You can stay here and rest assured. I'll talk to the construction team when they come and tell them about rebuilding the house. Uncle Village Chief said the village will subsidize part of the cost."

"But..." Bai Jie hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

"There's no 'buts' about it. Listen to me, it's just a rumor, why do you care? If you're alright, Jingjing will come with you to live in the thatched hut too?" Ye Huan picked up Jingjing and sat down in the living room.

Bai Jie didn't know what to do either. Ye Huan's mother brought the dishes to the table and saw the package in her hand. She went over and took her things back to her room. "We're all from the same village, who doesn't know who? I just found out too late. Otherwise, you can see me tear Gouzi and his wife's mouths to shreds."

It's time to eat. Ye Huan is preparing delicious food for the animals at home, especially Little White's dad, who is eating quite a lot.

Then she and Jingjing ate and laughed together, having a great time. Bai Jie then gave up the idea of ​​leaving. She felt she hadn't had to thank them enough and would repay their family in the future.

"Half of the vegetable patch is useless, but the other half is okay. We'll replant some after the rain stops; it shouldn't be a big problem. The watermelons and peaches are gone," Mom said.

"Well, if they're gone, they're gone. There's nothing we can do about it. Once the weather gets better, we'll send as many as we can each day. They'll understand." Ye Huan nodded.

"Should we build a greenhouse? It'll be too late if we wait until winter," his father asked.

"It's still early, isn't it?" Ye Huan asked. "It's only August now."

“You have to order it from someone. Do you think you can just go there and get it done? They have to come to our house to take measurements, then make it, install it. It will take at least two months, and we have a lot of space to build,” said Dad Ye Dafa.

"Oh, okay then. The money's with you, go ahead and take a look. Remember, don't try to save money, make sure it's high quality. Otherwise, you'll run into a lot of trouble." Ye Huan nodded, "Then let's make it to order."

"Okay~ Next time I deliver vegetables, I'll go to the county town to take a look. If there's anything suitable, I'll place an order." Ye Dafa nodded. The money from selling vegetables has always been with them, and their son doesn't want it.

Ye Huan still had several hundred thousand yuan in his hands, and he didn't have any place to use the money, so the money had been with his parents. He gave his grandfather 100,000 yuan, but his grandfather refused, saying that he had enough money.

After Jingjing finished eating and went to watch TV, Ye Huan accompanied his grandfather to drink. These past two days had been filled with torrential rain and strong winds, and there was nothing to do, so his parents went back to their room early to watch TV after eating. Ye Huan held Jingjing on his lap and slowly drank and chatted with his grandfather. Bai Jie sat on the sofa watching TV, occasionally making tea for her grandfather and Ye Huan.

This is the kind of atmosphere he likes—relaxed, comfortable, free from worries about life, with his family healthy and himself happy.

When Jingjing finally couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep in his arms, he carried her back to her bed in the small house. Then Bai Jie went back to sleep, while Ye Huan was still drinking with his grandfather.

The father and son drank until almost ten o'clock before cleaning up and sending the grandfather home to sleep. Ye Huan also went upstairs to take a shower and went back to his room to sleep. He hadn't gone to cultivate in his space yesterday, so he wanted to make up for it today.

His divine soul entered the space and saw that many vegetables had matured. With a thought, he harvested the mature vegetables. Then, with another thought, the ground was turned over, seeds were sown, and water was applied, and a new round of growth began.