Not far from the outhouse in the backyard is a bathroom. It's quite large, with whitewashed walls and several rotten wooden nails. These were probably where the previous owner hung their clothes. There's also a vegetable garden in the backyard, but it connects to the small hill behind.

Part of the backyard wall has collapsed, so we'll have to rebuild it and leave a gate. That will make it much easier to go up the mountain; they can then go up the mountain to get food, cook it there, and bring it down.

Next to the kitchen outside was a large woodshed, covered with oil paper and thatch, but these were all rotten, and the entire roof was almost gone.

There's a well in the backyard, but it's been covered with planks and large stones. It seems no one has mentioned it since the drought. Seeing this water feature after Xia Jixuan planned how to renovate it was a pleasant surprise.

After removing the large stones on top, the wooden planks were so rotten that they crumbled at the slightest touch. Xia Jixuan found it strange; the house had been uninhabited for at most five years, so how could the wooden planks have rotted to this state?

He pried open the wooden planks, made a torch, and found some water underneath, though not much. He needed to look carefully for someone who dredged the well.

Actually, he didn't want people to know that there was a well behind his house. Now everyone is short of water, and there isn't much water in the well, not even enough for his wife and children.

If the villagers knew they had a well, they would definitely come to them for water when they were short of it. If they gave them water, their family already didn't have enough; if they didn't, people would complain.

It was a difficult choice no matter what, so he decided to do it himself. He knew how anyway, and he had the tools to cheat. That way, he wouldn't have to go through the trouble of scooping the object out of the well; he could just put it directly into that magical place.

Once it's up, just pour it all out at once. Xia Qingchuan seems to know how to do that too; he'll go ask Xia Qingchuan for some pointers later.

The roofs of some rooms in this house are somewhat leaky, and some tiles have rotted away. I wonder if there are any tiles left in this magical place.

I feel that the more magical parts are a bit awkward. I'll talk to my wife about giving the courtyard a name so it will be easier to call.

Yes, he's decided. The place will be called Qingyu Residence, which includes both his son's and daughter's names.

Having decided on the name "Qingyu Residence," he put the wooden planks on the background back on. He needed to build a path in the backyard, otherwise, it would be very muddy if it rained, as he needed to go to the toilet or the bathroom.

"Brother Xuan, have you figured out how to fix this? What about the roof tiles? A lot of them, especially in the main room and kitchen, have fallen off. The roof of the woodshed is gone too..." Liu Fangmei had already walked around the house. The locals wanted to find a man and wanted to know how he planned to fix it. This place was more than twice the size of his yard. There were also two vegetable gardens in the front and back, a chicken coop, and even without any renovations, it looked better than his house.

"I've thought it through. We'll use our old furniture for the house, since Xia Qingchuan already has his own. When I go up the mountain, I'll bring some wood to Qingyu Residence, and I'll make the furniture myself when I have time. I'll bring it back from Yibin when I come back, so no one will suspect anything."

"Oh, right, honey, Qingyuju is the name I gave to that magical place. Isn't it lovely? It has the name of both a daughter and a son." Xia Jixuan only realized at the end that his wife didn't know what Qingyuju was, so he quickly explained.

“Okay, I understand. But you train so hard, and you still have to make furniture. How about we forget about it? I’ll ask Uncle Qiao to make it. But we just finished the house, so we need to take it slow. Otherwise, your mother might come and make a fuss again, saying you’ve been hiding money…” Liu Fangmei was getting impatient arguing with the old lady.

“It’s alright, I can do some myself. Uncle Qiao, you can look for something again in a few months. It’ll be around the New Year by then. I’ll go and tell him first and ask him to finish it. Then he can just say that someone else ordered it and you didn’t want it.” It’s August 1960 now, and there are still five or six days until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Five days is enough time for them to finish the house. Then they can move to the new house to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After the two discussed it, Xia Jixuan prepared to go to town. The brick and tile kiln in Hongqi Commune was in Qingshan Brigade, and there was also clay that could be used to fire bricks and tiles on the mountainside. It would take about an hour by oxcart from their Sanligou to get there. If he set off now, and if he had bricks and tiles, he wouldn't be back until at least the afternoon or evening.

There are two boys in the family who, after eating, went to the riverbank with baskets on their backs.

The river is now dry, exposing the entire riverbed with stones of all sizes. The stones are smooth from being washed by the water, and since they are for building a wall, the Xia brothers chose the larger ones.

No matter how sensible the two boys are, they are still only 10-year-olds. After carrying them twice, they were already panting. But they didn't give up. Instead, they rested for a while and then continued.

Their father won't be able to stay at home much longer. The two of them are already half-grown boys, and together they can support a family.

Seeing the two children carrying stones home trip after trip, Liu Fangmei didn't hesitate and poured a bowl of water for each of them from Qingyu Residence. It was too hot, so she simply scooped the water from the well with the bowls.

After drinking their water, the two children went back to move stones with renewed energy. When they brought back another basket, they realized something was wrong. They had been exhausted, but now they felt nothing at all, and the stones even seemed to have become light as a feather.

By the time they heard their mother say it was time for dinner, the front and back yards were already piled high with the stones they had brought back.

Xia Jixuan was somewhat shocked. His two sons had moved so many stones today, yet they didn't seem tired at all.

"What did you two eat today? Aren't you tired with all those stones?"

"We didn't eat much. By the way, we were already very tired after carrying the stones for the first two trips, but Mom gave us a bowl of water. After drinking that water, when we went back to carry the stones, they felt that the stones had become very light..." After thinking about it, they still felt that the problem was with that bowl of water, because after drinking that water, they felt that the stones were very light.

Xia Jixuan thought for a moment and realized that his wife must have gotten the water from Qingyu Residence. His two sons went to the stone mill in the yard and asked his son to try to lift the stone mill.

Xia Qingshu easily lifted the entire millstone. Xia Jixuan glanced at his youngest son and saw him easily lift the millstone that his brother had put back, which gave him confidence.

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