With the weasel in front of him pretending to be dead, Cang Hai did not dare to test the two little things in front of him directly with his feet, so he reached out and broke a branch, held it in his hand and poked it at the two little things. He saw that the two little things could only turn their heads and roar, and their bodies could not move, so he felt relieved.

But even so, Cang Hai was not ready to get started, for fear that these two little things would suddenly rise up and give him a bite for no reason. Cang Hai was not happy.

Waiting for Wei Wenkui to bring the shovel, Cang Hai put the iron head next to the two weasels, held the shovel handles and used his feet to push the two small things to the shovel head. As soon as he turned over, Cang Hai realized that these two small things had been seriously injured, and the hair on his body and belly were not neat. Looking around, it was a good thing, and there were a few places where the blood was still burning.

He brought the two injured weasels into the shovel head, Cang Hai lifted the shovel over his head, crossed the wall of the chicken coop and sent it to Wei Wenkui.

"Uncle, why are you? Just kill me as I said," Cang Hai asked, looking at Wei Wenkui with a shovel with a happy look on his face.

At this moment, Guan Lin next to her stretched out her finger and wanted to poke the two weasels squatting in the shovel head.

"You're crazy!" Cang Hai immediately stopped him and said.

Guan Lin looked up at Cang Hai and said, "Didn't you say your body can't move?"

"I'd pretend to be dead two days ago. What if I bit you?" Cang Hai was speechless. This girl was in her early twenties. Everything was fresh like a half-aged child. When she came to the village, she was either touching her or catching her. She caught sheep, mules, etc., but what did you mean to reach out to the two weasels? Did you think your hands were too white and you had to get two scars?

At this time, Wei Wenkui also opened his mouth and said, "Don't do it, this thing is so scheming, who knows if it's pretending?"

Although the old man felt that these two weasels were seriously injured now, he didn't want Guan Lin, a little girl, to go around. If there was one, his old face would be gone.

"You haven't said why you want to save these two little things," Cang Hai asked again.

Wei Wenkui smiled and said, "At the beginning of the year, I found an old Taoist priest from Qingyang Temple in the county to tell the fortune. He said that I was not going well this year and I had great fortune, but because of a hurdle in my destiny, I would not only lose this great fortune, but also raise my wealth. If Huang Daxian helps, it may be resolved. I originally didn't believe it, but aren't you Japanese asking for a visit? The county also intends to let our village grow watermelons. No matter how good it is, you can see a good life. Besides, once your watermelon is done properly, what's the fortune?..."

When Cang Hai heard this reason, he felt an urge to cover his head. Cang Hai didn't believe it, and ten thousand people didn't believe it. As for Huang Daxian's solution, it was even more nonsense. Bull's nose may have said the same thing with many people, but some people believe it, such as Uncle Wei in front of him.

Canghai was laughing and crying at this moment: I have been busy for so long, and in your eyes, it is all the credit of these two guys?

"Okay, you're busy. I have to go back and see how to save these two little things." Wei Wenkui happily took the shovel and left.

Guan Lin stretched her head and wanted to follow her, but was stopped by Cang Hai's shout.

"What are you doing? It's midnight, be honest and go back to sleep," Cang Hai said.

Seeing Guan Lin’s appearance, Cang Hai said again: “If you want to see, there is time tomorrow during the day.”

Such a big girl, what does it look like to drill into an old widower's house in the middle of the night? Although Canghai doesn't think that Uncle Wei can do anything extraordinary to Guan Lin, this thing is still good at slaughtering in its bud. If it causes any rumors, the teacher will not look good on his face, and Canghai's face will be covered with nothing.

It’s not that the villagers are so dirty, but because this is the countryside, many things inevitably make these old ladies unable to see each other. In addition, they don’t have any advice, so they should be careful and make the best strategy.

Just like that, Cang Hai took Guan Lin, who could even hold an oil bottle with her mouth pouting, and returned to her own kiln, watching the girl get into the kiln, and she returned to the kiln, climbed onto the bed, covered her head and fell asleep.

Oh oh oh! Oh oh oh!

As the chicken outside the window whimpered, Cang Hai opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the roof for a while. He was lazy for a while. He waited for a while and turned over and got out of the bed. He came to the bathroom and rushed, wiped his body, brushed his teeth and washed his face, put on his coat and shorts, walked out of the kiln.

The sky was just dawn, and the refreshing morning breeze was still some dew, which sucked a little coolness in the lungs. The trees and fields under the slope, with some misty water, officially kicked off the new day.

Canghai is not early. Now in the vegetable garden under the slope, the early villagers are already busy, picking vegetables in their own vegetable gardens. A few people transporting vegetables there are busy tying up the picked vegetables onto the tricycle.

The vegetable garden of Canghai's family was facing Li Lida's family. The vegetable gardens of the two families were separated by a shared fence. Canghai was carrying a bamboo basket to pick vegetables. Li Lida and his two children naturally looked up and saw Canghai.

"Haiwazi, what are you going to eat so early this morning?" Grandma Qian San straightened her waist, reached out and hammered her sore waist a few times, and asked with a smile.

The villagers get up much earlier than Canghai every day. First, the elderly sleep lightly, and second, everyone has something to do in the morning. So everyone knows that Canghai gets up, and today it is obviously an hour and a half earlier than before. If other families can say that they are working, Canghai will not have any other things except eating all day long, so Grandma Qian San asked the idea.

Canghai smiled and said, "Pick some spinach and prepare to roll some noodles."

This morning, Cang Hai was preparing to make spinach noodles to entertain guests. The spinach noodles mentioned by Cang Hai did not refer to spinach soup noodles, but planned to mix the noodles with spinach juice. In this way, the noodles were green when they came out. There was a chicken that was not made yesterday. In addition to the chicken, there were some leftover dishes, so this morning we prepared to eliminate all these things with noodles.

Li Lida also straightened his waist and smiled at Canghai: "You kid don't think about your investment all day long. You just sit there and eat up all the money. Even if you have a lot of money, you will have to eat up all of them."

Canghai smiled and said, "Look at what you said, I only heard that the wealth of thousands of yuan was ruined. I have never heard of anyone who had been eaten up. Don't worry, as long as the watermelon is discussed, I will have income here. Not only me, you have income, and no matter what, it is better than working outside for people."

Hearing Canghai say this, Li Licheng, who is across Li Lida's vegetable garden, also became interested. Now everyone is so poor that no one cares about watermelons. In the eyes of the villagers, it is a big deal.

Li Licheng asked at the top of his voice: "Haiwazi, is there any new news?"

This voice almost made everyone feel energetic, and they all stopped working, looking at Canghai so eagerly.

Canghai smiled bitterly and touched his nose: "We are talking about things that involve interests. We can't finish the negotiation in a short while. Anyway, we don't have to worry. As long as the Japanese want to buy, our business will be done. It's nothing more than whether the county can build a factory."

Li Lida said: "We also know, but if this matter is not over, everyone will have no idea."

Everyone naturally valued money matters. Now they were looking at a big bun on their heads, but they couldn't fall down. How could the villagers not be anxious?

They were anxious, but everyone understood that the county's decision was still the most important in their opinion. If the county had no benefits, even if he made money, he would have to be worried, for fear that the county would make trouble for him.

There is no way, no one can say that they are not afraid of these officials thinking about it. After thousands of years of tradition, even in the New China, there are no farmers who are not afraid of officials. Of course, if the officials force the farmers to become so anxious that they can't survive, it is these farmers who carry hoes and forks and overthrow the old dynasty to the ground. History has proved this countless times, otherwise how could China's problems be attributed to the peasants' problems.

Canghai did not join the county's talks, not that no one allowed him, and Canghai didn't want to make trouble. The negotiations were not possible in just a few months. Canghai would not have spent several months quarrel with others. Anyway, as long as others don't touch their own cake, they will go with whatever they want.

Because the Japanese hired several Americans by ZhanBitto, Canghai still knows the progress of the negotiations. The current stuck point is that the Japanese are not willing to set up the factory in the county, because the factory has high technical requirements and the basic conditions of the county town are too poor. The Japanese would rather set up the factory in the southern coast and spend more transportation costs than set up such a high-tech factory in the county town.

This is not what Lu Yanzhi wants to see. How could he agree to the Japanese to set up the factory in the south? If the factory is set up in the south, what would happen to him?

After working hard for a long time, the wedding dresses made for others have earned a political bonus. Lu Yanzhi is not stupid. Besides, the conditions in the south are so good, and he doesn't care about such a factory, but the county town is different. So now Lu Yanzhi is slowly making concessions and giving more discounts to the Japanese, such as tax cuts or something.

However, we cannot tell the details of the article to the villagers. If we tell them, we may know the town tomorrow, and the county will know the day after tomorrow.

"Everyone is worried about, and you can do whatever you should do. The county is talking about them. Should we prepare for it here? Next year, this melon will definitely be planted," Cang Hai said.

Canghai was talking, when Ping An's loud voice came from over there: "Second brother, is there anything I have to do?"

"Ping An, you fool, have you woken up?"

Everyone cursed when they saw Ping'an.

Ping An scratched the back of his head after hearing this, and replied with a smile: "I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm picking vegetables?"

As he said that, Ping An opened the Caiweizi door and walked to Canghai to take the basket.

After Ping An interrupted, Canghai happened to strike at everyone: "Everyone is busy, don't delay picking vegetables."

Now everyone remembered that there were still people waiting to collect the vegetables, so they laughed and scolded Canghai and Ping'an, but they couldn't help but picking the vegetables in their hands.
Chapter completed!