After the typhoon, the village was devastated and in a mess everywhere. Many branches and trunks fell sideways, blocking part of the path. People had to kick them away when passing by. Some houses were covered with broken glass and rubbish was everywhere.
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In the past, after typhoons, every household would start cleaning the roads, tidying up their houses, and repairing their roofs. It was almost noon now, and the roads still looked like they had just after the typhoon passed, and no one was cleaning them.
Everyone was so passionate about the shells they had just brought back that they had no time to tidy up the house or sweep the open space.
Ye Yaodong and his son walked along and looked over. There were bags of shells piled at the door of every house. Every man, woman, old and young had beaming smiles on their faces. They were all sitting around with stools and bamboo baskets sorting the shells.
Or busy.
Some even yelled at their neighbors across the street, asking them how many bags they had packed, and how many bags they had packed. They had a lot of people, a lot of labor, packed a lot, and so on, and they were extremely excited.
These are all money. How can they usually pick up so many shells for them? And they can still be sold for money.
Several children couldn't sit still. After a while, their buttocks were squirming as if they were greased. Later, they would secretly move their buttocks when the adults weren't paying attention, twist their feet and retreat, and sneak to a corner to play in the water.
The dirt road was full of potholes and puddles. The naughty boy was disgusted with dogs, so when he saw someone approaching, he deliberately stepped on the water hard.
Ye Yaodong pulled his father to the side to avoid it, but instead of splashing anyone else, the little boy splashed water all over his face and body.
The child next to me quickly complained, "Ah hahaha~ Second Aunt, I stepped on the water with rocks and got wet all over."
The woman who was busy sorting next to her immediately rushed over aggressively, cursing as she ran.
The little boy was very agile. When he saw his mother rushing towards her, he immediately pulled up the clothes in front of her and wiped his face, then screamed and ran away.
As a result, I may have been too panicked. I slipped before I even took two steps and fell directly into the puddle. Now...
Ye Yaodong didn't even look at it.
The country boy was so skinny that he didn't even cry. He immediately got up using his hands and feet, with yellow clay soup all over his body, and ran away before the old lady's claws were about to reach out.
He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth after seeing it, why bother? He was covered in mud from head to toe. He had to go home and change clothes, and was beaten straight away. It was better than struggling for a while and being beaten even harder.
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Listening to the mother and son shouting and scolding each other as they walked away, Ye Yaodong silently ordered a stick of wax for the child in his heart. The stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots must be a big portion.
Father Ye only glanced at it a few times, shook his head, left alone, and said hello to people he met when he met them.
The previous habit of asking "Have you eaten?" was automatically changed to "How many bags of shells did you pack today?"
In some houses, the sacks were piled neatly in the corner and not all were poured out. In other cases, they were all dumped onto the ground and piled up like a hill.
There were many households in each, and he could already imagine how crowded the pier would be in the evening.
Walking all the way to the door of the old house, the father and son both counted the damage caused by the typhoon. There was no major impact, and no one died in the village. However, a lot of roofs were overturned, and the destructive power was a little stronger than before.
Two thatched houses that raised pigs were also demolished, and the guardrails were broken. Last night, several pigs escaped. It happened that there was a typhoon and heavy rain. When the owner opened the door, he couldn't escape the pigs. If he couldn't catch them, let them run away.
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Just when I was passing by, I heard someone picking up shells and talking, cursing God for being a thief. He had been raising it for more than half a year in vain, and it was a big loss. The man in the family was looking for pigs everywhere at the moment.
Ye Yaodong also felt that the typhoon was quite strong last night. He originally thought it was because they lived by the sea and the waves were roaring directly in their ears, so he had the illusion. Seeing the extent of damage in the village, his feeling was correct.
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As soon as they walked to the door of the old house, the neighbors on the left and right greeted them one after another, and they all sat at the door sorting shells.
"I asked why the doors and windows of your house were closed tightly today. No one came out after the typhoon. It turned out that everyone had gone to a new home."
"It's better to have a new house."
"You two are the only ones in the old house here, you might as well move there."
Father Ye smiled and said, "If we move out, the house will be ruined if no one lives in it. My mother and I are still young and can still work. We don't need them to support us in old age. We can live comfortably by ourselves."
While Ye's father was talking to his neighbors, Ye Yaodong had already pushed the door open and entered.
The moment he opened the door and walked in, a musty smell of wood hit his nose. It was so stuffy that he didn't even open the window for ventilation. Wasn't the smell strong?
These days, the furniture in every household is made of solid wood, not comparable to those particle board integrated boards in the future, and the mushrooms growing behind the doors are also real!
And it's not just the musty smell of wood, there's also a strong smell of chicken feces. His wife also brought the chicken coop in...
The cooing sound keeps ringing...
He opened the door panels on both sides of the door to the maximum to let the air circulate. There was water on the floor of the house, and he didn't know how leaky the roof was. He would have to climb up to take a look later.
Father Ye also came in after him. The ground was full of water and he couldn't help but said: "It must have leaked badly last night, but now there is still so much water."
Ye Yaodong walked to the stove and took a look. There was a pile of firewood next to it, which was extremely wet. When the lid of the pot was lifted, there was still rainwater in the pot. He couldn't help but shake his head.
"I'll add a second floor to my new home later, so you guys can move in, right? Or if my eldest brother still has space there, we can expand it, and build it next to him so we don't have to climb stairs. I'll pay for it for you."
"You have a lot of money, right?"
"Then we three brothers can share it equally. The eldest brother and the second brother will definitely not have any objections. This house is leaking like a sieve."
Last year, I had no choice. Water leaks were common in every house. Everyone lived here anyway, cleaned and repaired them, lived in the same way, and could still marry a wife with a dilapidated house.
Now that he has lived in a new home, Ye Yaodong also despises the old house. Although the new house is not much better, at least it does not leak.
After Father Ye lived in his new home, he was actually shaken in his heart, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head, "We can't let a good house go bad. Our house is not small. It would be a pity if it breaks down. Why did it come from your grandfather?"
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"Then do you want to keep it and pass it down from generation to generation as an ancestral treasure? Pass it down to several generations? Pass it down for hundreds of years and treat it as an antique?"
Father Ye said angrily: "It's not easy for your grandfather to earn this family fortune, and I didn't ask you to move in. Go and open the doors and windows of other houses."
"The old lady is reluctant to let go, but you are reluctant to let go..."
Ye Yaodong muttered, then opened the door and window, and unscrewed the mushroom behind the door, "I don't know if it can be eaten, or will it kill someone?"
He threw it out of the window, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw in the vegetable field by the back door, a field of white flowers... pig? tail?
pig?
His eyes widened in surprise, and he leaned against the window and stuck his head out.
It's really a pig! What I just saw in the house is its white butt and small curly tail.
I looked at the fences surrounding the back door. One side had fallen down, and at some point, a pig ran in?
Thinking back to what I just heard on the roadside, it seemed that two or three thatched houses collapsed and the pigs ran away...
What a good guy, you actually went to the back door of his hometown to grab some cabbage from his house?
As soon as it dawned in the morning, the shells on the beach attracted the whole village. Now everyone had just returned home and were busy working on the pile of shells at the door. Even the house had no time to repair it.
No wonder they didn't find the pig at their back door.
This is really a white pig descended from heaven!
"father!"
A double shot was fired, and Father Ye in the room responded. The pig outside also screamed loudly while grabbing the cabbage, and the curly pig tail moved twice.
"Come quickly."
"What's going on? Why are you yelling at me by opening a window?" Father Ye came over and said dissatisfied.
"Come here, take a look, what is that in the vegetable patch?"
Father Ye walked forward in confusion and stuck his head out. His eyes widened in surprise, "Where did the pig come from?"
"Who ran here?"
"Then... what should we do? Our family doesn't have a pig pen to raise!"
Ye Yaodong rolled his eyes. In this era, pigs are a huge asset. If they take possession of them, no one will be able to take advantage of them.
"I just walked on the road and heard two families saying that the pig pen collapsed and the pigs ran away. Are you afraid that if the news spreads, people will come to your door?"
Father Ye rolled his eyes at him, "The vegetable patch at the back door of our house has been destroyed by this pig. We won't be able to eat food for a while. We don't have to pay for it! Who picked up money on the road and was so stupid that he took it and returned it?"
We have to wait for people to come to us and ask for it."
"Besides, the cat is poor, the dog is rich, and the old sow is wearing a white cloth. I don't know whether it is a male or a female, but this is also unlucky!"
"Then you see for yourself. Anyway, he ran to the back door of your house, not to me. You'd better call my mother over and have a look."
Father Ye nodded, "You young man has quick legs and feet. Run over and call your mother to see what she says. I'll watch here. I'll repair the fence and let the chickens out to feed. Every one of them will be eaten."
I'm soaked in the rain and I've been hungry all night."
"OK."
When he walked out of the house, the neighbors on the left and right were still tinkering with their shells. Some of them had their hands free to sweep the floor, or were moving stairs and planning to climb up to the roof to take a look.
He looked at the bumpy road. It was too difficult to walk on this rainy day.
If I had known, I would have just ridden his BMW, and there were puddles everywhere. When I walked, my trousers were stained with spots, and my rain boots were still hanging behind my thighs.
It was also his fault that his father was walking too fast. He hurriedly caught up without thinking of riding a bicycle. Now he had to rely on two legs to get back and forth.
Chapter completed!