1983Fishing and Farming between Mountains and Seas

Chapter 191 A Place to Build a House That Can Earn Huge Bonuses
It was still morning when I got home, and there was some fresh lean meat for Chen Xiangbei to cook for lunch.

After lunch, Chen Xiangbei took a pair of scissors and started cutting a large piece of tattered gray cloth.

"Is this a top or pants you made for the baby?" Liang Ziqiang asked his wife while drinking tea and sitting aside.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiangbei immediately became unhappy, and his face turned black:
"How do you know it looks like clothes and pants?!"

"Is it the blanket that you put in the cradle to cover the baby?"

"Neither!" Chen Xiangbei almost spat at him, "It's the mat for Duobao's doghouse! Winter is coming, didn't you hear Duobao howling in the cold at night?"

Liang Ziqiang: "..."

It seems like my eyes are a little blind.

Duobao was right beside him, lying next to Chen Xiangbei's legs, staring at him deeply without saying a word...

Liang Ziqiang hummed and decided to turn his attention to Lizhi and Liang Xiaohai next to him:

"You two are so kind to Duobao. You also helped make a dog mat for it!"

Lizhi picked up the scissors and held the rag in her hand. She looked up at him:

"No, we are making cushions for the big bird!"

Liang Ziqiang then noticed that the bamboo cage containing the oystercatcher was already padded with half a piece of rag, and Lizhi and Xiaohai were obviously trying to get the other half.

Liang Ziqiang didn't want to talk anymore. He sat in the same place and was blinded twice...

He found that the status and treatment of the two oystercatchers had improved significantly recently. They were given more water to drink and more shrimp to eat, and their bamboo cages were cleaned more often.

Now, they are starting to receive the same level of treatment as Duobao and will soon have luxurious mats to last through the winter.

It all seemed to have started when the two birds learned to use their beaks to pry oysters out of their home.

It seemed as if my mother had personally asked me to take good care of the two oystercatchers and not let them die. If the oystercatchers died, I would let Lizhi pry oysters from the rocks by the sea with her mouth...

Litchi took an oyster shell and tried to bite it, and then made a decisive decision: to serve the oystercatcher well.

Thus, there was a glorious scene where Lizhi and Xiaohai used their red little hands to cut the cage cloth, which was full of humanistic care.

Liang Ziqiang discovered that the male oystercatcher was still wishful thinking, while the female was immersed in the past, with a cold face and keeping the other birds away.

No matter how luxurious the cushions are or how warm the cage is, a loveless marriage is still cold and heartless...

Liang Ziqiang finished his tea and walked under the tree.

Because of the north wind and rough seas, we were unable to go out to sea to look for winter floods, so Liang's father was at home at noon today.

Liang Ziqiang took out a pair of "Joy" brand cigarettes and gave them to his father. His father shook his head and held his big bamboo cigarette tube and smoked it with ecstasy.

Until now, my father still can't change his old habit and refuses to smoke the filter-tipped cigarettes produced by the manufacturer.

He took a long puff of his hookah and glanced at his second son with a vague look, and asked:
"Have you prepared the money? Do you really want to build the house before the Spring Festival?"

Liang Ziqiang nodded: "It's almost done, but it will definitely be built by the end of the year."

"Where are you going to choose? Our homestead is the land where the old house collapsed. We don't have to continue building there. There are several good places in the east of the village and by the sea, suitable for building a house and living there!"

"Let's not consider the old house. If we want to build there, we have to clean up all the collapsed old houses first. Besides, there are not many people living in that area now." Liang Ziqiang expressed his thoughts:
"The seaside is convenient for going out to the sea, but I think it's too humid and the wind is strong. The east end of the village is okay, but I didn't think much about it. What I thought about was building a house on the side of the village road near Juzipo, not far from the village road. If the road is widened in the future, it will be convenient to transport things in and out!"

"What are you talking about?" Liang's father was obviously a little surprised, but then he thought about it and said, "That place is also fine!" Of course it is fine!

In fact, Liang Ziqiang just couldn't say some things.

That village road may not seem wide enough now, but in the following years, it was widened twice and became the main road for vehicles in the village.

Juzipo is close to the road but at a certain distance so that it will not be disturbed by future vehicles, yet it is very convenient.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that in 30 years, some holiday homes will be built there.

The few families living there later either converted their houses into B&B operations or chose to demolish their houses and give the land to others to run B&Bs.

The former is to make money in a long run, while the latter is to make money in one go through demolition. No matter which one, in short, after 30 years, the villagers living in Juzipo have made money from that piece of land.

"Dad, there are a lot of vacant land over there. When my brother builds his house, he can choose a piece of land nearby! If we have nothing to do this afternoon, why don't we go over there and take a look?"

Liang Ziqiang certainly hopes that his brothers can also have a piece of land in that area, so that they can also reap the benefits from the construction of homestays in the future.

Father Liang put down the bamboo tube and said, "The eldest brother can choose whichever place he wants to build. I'll go there with you to take a look after I finish my work this afternoon!"

Liang's father immediately went to deal with the things at hand. After a while, he really picked up the bamboo tube and smoked it as he walked, heading towards Juzipo with Liang Ziqiang.

After taking a few steps, he thought:

"Choosing a homestead is no joke. Let's go to the village and find two people to take a look together!"

"Who to find?" Liang Ziqiang couldn't help but feel a little worried. If he called someone else, everyone would talk at once and give random opinions, which would ruin his plan.

Of course, the Orange Hill that he has chosen will not change easily.

"One is Lin Quansheng, he knows how to choose an auspicious day and understands good and bad luck. And there is Mr. Lu, Lu Guangcai, he knows geography and can make some sense out of things after just a quick glance!" said Liang's father.

Mr. Lu actually only finished junior high school and later taught in the village primary school. Liang Ziqiang expressed his doubts, how much does he really know about geography?
However, in my father's eyes, people like Lin Quansheng and Teacher Lu were considered to be highly educated people, and they could be of practical use. As for the books that went on, my father felt that they were becoming more and more empty and meaningless.

Liang Ziqiang had no way of explaining this to his father, so he just kept walking towards the village.

First we went to Mr. Lu’s house. Lu Guangcai sat in front of a large stone slab in front of the door, using it as a desk, holding a brush, and writing a few lines of calligraphy that he was best at in his life:

“The bow of the boat presses against the waves”, “The boat goes with the current and is loaded with fish and shrimps”, “The sea is calm”.

"Teacher Lu, are you busy? Whose family has bought a new boat?" Liang's father stepped forward and greeted.

Liang Ziqiang admitted that Lu Guangcai may not be as culturally advanced as Liang Zifeng today, but his calligraphy is really good. When his lotus-patterned boat was newly opened, the auspicious characters on the bow and stern, such as "the sea is calm", were written by Mr. Lu.

But as far as he knew, the only words that Mr. Lu wrote with such vigor and vitality that it was worth reading were these few words. The reason was simple: he wrote these few words a lot...

“This time, someone from another village bought a boat and insisted that I write for it! They all came here because of my reputation, so there’s nothing I can do…” Teacher Lu shook his head helplessly, a look of distress at the burden of his fame.

Liang's father explained his purpose and wanted to invite him to go and look at the land together.

Lu Guangcai said modestly:

"I have made some achievements in calligraphy, but I haven't done much research on astronomy and geography. This is all just misunderstanding..."

He originally wanted to be reserved, but unexpectedly, his second daughter, Lu Haitang, came over from the side, with a sparkle in her eyes. She smiled at Liang Ziqiang and his son, and urged her father:
"Dad, go quickly. Uncle Liang came to see you because he trusts you!"

Lu Guangcai was walking on the road to Juzipo when he still couldn't figure out why his daughter Lu Haitang had arranged for him to come here...

Sorry, fellow readers, I am too sleepy tonight to post consecutive chapters. The next chapter will be posted tomorrow after it is polished and perfected. As long as time permits, I will try to post two chapters in a row in the evening. Thank you for your understanding and support!
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