There are some remote places where poverty has become a small matter. The traffic is too dangerous, and even if you want to build roads for them, it is not a problem that manpower can solve.

Looking at the state of those places, it is really hard to imagine how they settled and lived and reproduced in such places, and you may even doubt how their ancestors got here.

The situation here is a bit complicated, some avoiding war and some avoiding enemies, and there are many reasons.

But in this peaceful era, the comfort zone of that year became an unavoidable obstacle.

"This depends on the situation," Zhang Yanming gently pinched Sun Hongye's shoulder: "It depends on whether it has an impact on agriculture. It is indeed difficult for farmers, but it will be even more difficult without agriculture."

Sun Hongye nodded silently, understanding what Zhang Yanming meant.

Agriculture is the foundation of the country and the survival of the nation. It cannot be lost. What needs to be improved is their living conditions, vision and consciousness, rather than letting them escape from the land.

Although those short-sighted people who are not responsible and cannot be responsible are doing this, that is not a good thing.

From a long time ago, there was an inexplicable force constantly pushing something, and they were working hard to eliminate everything we had, including habits and traditions.

You cannot burn the wasteland, hunt, raise chickens and pigs, ferment fertilizer, use your own seeds, and you must deeply urbanize and eat mixed oil.

Don’t drink milk, don’t have soy milk, don’t have Western medicine... All traditions are bad, low-level, and all Western styles are good and high-level.

From the inside out, from the top to the bottom, all aspects of life are being blamed, guided, and broken into pieces. Everything is changing unstoppable.

Everyone is affected every day, thus creating self-doubt and being guided.

In fact, even an identity like Sun Hongye cannot be avoided.

Sun Hongye once told Zhang Yanming several times that eating lard is not healthy and that he should change such similar topics. Many Chinese dishes contain lard.

That is, Zhang Yanming learned the details here and was not convinced by Sun Hongye. Of course, he would not believe these Western-only arguments.

Just like the Chinese people's genes are naturally not resistant to lactose, and drinking milk cannot absorb it at all, but soy milk has become a low-level thing and is disliked. Everyone goes to drink colostrum and coffee soy milk.

"Fish, fish, dad." Zhang Xiaoyue pointed to the water surface and pulled Zhang Yanming's clothes in surprise and shook it hard.

"I saw it too." The fat man also shouted.

"I know, I know, I'll break up again." Zhang Yanming pinched his daughter's little face.

The surprise and happiness of the child is really simple. It’s done with just one fish. There are many fish in the lake. Isn’t it normal to see fish?

"Dad, when will there be a boat here?"

Tang Doudou and the little fat man looked at Zhang Yanming all of a sudden. It seemed that everyone was more concerned about this matter.

It turned out that the boat in the hotel lake was not brought here, so I stayed there as a landscape, and I went to re-customize it.

The water surface here is many times larger than before, and the water is deeper, so it needs to be safer.

"I feel like I still have to build a bridge. It should be great to go shopping on the island if you have nothing to do." Sun Hongye looked at the small pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Wait," Zhang Yanming nodded: "This lake is dug, and the islands in the middle of the lake are piled up. I'm afraid it's unstable. Wait and let it settle down. If there is no change, then build a bridge."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until the water is soaked, rinsed, and wait for the trees above to take root and stabilize completely."

"Then why do you need to build a pavilion and a house first?" Sun Hongye didn't understand.

"Or what if it is? The pavilion house and the landscape are needed. What I said is that I am afraid of people going up and waiting for a look. What are the pavilion houses afraid of?"

The island in the middle of the lake is rammed up, but it is not just a pile of soil. It also needs to lay the foundation, then ramm the soil layer by layer, continuously strengthen it, and then harden it on it to plant trees and build houses.

When the surrounding tree roots take hold, it will be stable.

This technology is quite ancient and practical. Since the Song Dynasty, people have begun to deliberately build the building like Huxin Island, and has been continuously improved by dozens of generations of people in the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties.

At first, it was built to build a collapsed house, but later it gradually evolved into a landscape, even used to live in or build temples.

A collapsed house can be understood as a storage place, a storage place, a cargo station, or a logistics center. The house is built on the island in the middle of the lake, and everyone stores things here.

It is mainly for fire prevention and theft prevention. This is a business that requires storage fees. House collapse, public toilets and public baths are three very popular private businesses since the Song Dynasty.

"There are bird nests there, will there be eggs inside?" Tang Doudou was careful and saw that the nests were built by birds on the dense willow trees.

"I can't climb up." The little fat man looked at the willow tree and gave up the idea of ​​climbing up and taking a look very realistically.

"I didn't ask you to climb. We don't need to dig our bird nests, so we should take care of them." Zhang Xiaoyue took the opportunity to educate his younger brother: "When the birds are hatched next year, there will be more birds and eat bugs."

It was obvious that I was coming out to pick up my grandmother and younger brothers, but I couldn't walk when I got to the lake. I couldn't move for a few steps after watching here for a long time.

However, the lake at dusk is matched with the surrounding grasslands, willows and flowers, which is indeed beautiful.

"Let's not go there, just wait here?" After finally walking to the garden, Sun Hongye looked inside and suggested that everyone would not go in.

The garden is very big, and there are many roads and many exits. Zhang's mother and father will not be honestly following the main road in the center, and maybe they will go somewhere.

Standing outside, you can see the ups and downs of the garden, layer by layer of colorful flowers, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.

"Then let's wait here. If you go staggered, it's over." Zhang Xiaoyue pulled Zhang Yanming: "Don't let grandma find us again by then."

"Okay, let's wait here."

Zhang Yanming took a few steps to the side, looked up at the distance, flew across the lawn, and the sky was dyed with a dizzy yellow sky at the top of the tree.

Sun Hongye leaned against Zhang Yanming, hugged Zhang Yanming's waist with both hands, and followed him to look at the clouds in the sky. He felt that the world was quiet and so beautiful.

"Sister." Zhang Xiaohuan broke the tranquility and waved his little hands to run towards him, cheering loudly, and Zhang Xiaole followed behind him.

When they ran closer, Zhang's mother, who was holding Zhang Xiaoyi, walked out of the path, and Zhang's father followed behind with his hands behind his back.

"We saw fish, many fish jumped up to the water, and then fell back soon after winter." Several children gathered together and discussed why the fish jumped outside.

"Where are you waiting for us here?" Zhang Ma asked with a smile: "Are you no longer busy?"

"I went out for a walk. I originally thought of picking you up at the gate, but I was afraid I would go awry in the garden." Sun Hongye went over to take Zhang Ma's backpack: "Oh my god, what are you pretending to be?"

"It's all for the children to use, and I didn't feel much, but I ended up dead and heavy." Zhang Ma smiled: "It's okay, I don't feel heavy when I carry it on my back. You are Leng Ding's discomfort, give it to me."

Sun Hongye turned his head and stuffed the bag into Zhang Yanming's hand, and took Zhang's mother's arm by himself: "Are you tired of raising children? Just keep your mouth open and don't get started with everything." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!