Amon didn't want to rebel. He just imagined his ancestors, fathers, in the southwest corner, continuing the family's inheritance and living his own life well.

It’s really because Governor Yuan is too domineering. He just needs to suppress all kinds of people on weekdays, but he also wants to deprive them of their privileges.

Why? Their family has been the leader for generations and has been in charge of the village for hundreds of years. The court has not said to directly dismiss it. He, a small governor, has the courage to subvert all this?!

"Mr. An, if this matter can be accomplished, you will be the great benefactor of our village and the great benefactor of my Meng clan!"

Amon suppressed his excitement and bowed deeply to Anne solemnly.

"I also read my father's note and wanted to try it out. Whether the matter can be accomplished depends on the specific situation."

Anne was very sure, but she didn't say it out loud, but gave her a remark that had room for maneuver.

“Yes, yes, it depends on the specific situation.”

Amon's heart had turned into a hot ball. He circled around the carriage, then punched him hard on his palm, "Yes, let's go to my uncle's place first. His village is similar to my home, so let's try it now!"

If it succeeds, it will not only confirm Mr. An’s statement, but also stimulate my uncle.

Amon has experienced such a huge change and has become particularly sensitive and cautious.

Even his relative uncle, he dared not trust 100%.

As Mr. An often said, human nature is too complicated, and no matter how deep the feelings are, they cannot withstand the test of interests.

Moreover, when he went to his uncle for help, he must be respectful and even be humble.

How can Amon, who has been arrogant since birth, tolerate this?

Even if your own uncle asks someone to go to the door, he will be subject to cold greetings.

Even if my uncle doesn't do this, the people around him will-

Amon doesn't want to think too badly about his loved ones, but the reality is so cruel.

But if Mr. An is here, the situation will be different.

Amon even began to fantasize that when Mr. An arrived at his uncle's village, he turned white salt from the rocks like a god. The people around him showed a look of surprise, admiration and respect.

Well, okay, although the person who did this was Mr. An, he invited Mr. An and was the same group as him.

Mr. An is amazing, and he Amon has made contributions.

In this way, when he comes to the door, he doesn’t ask for help, but talks about cooperation!

There is no need to be humble, no need to look at people's faces, there is also capital to provide conditions!

Thinking of this, Ameng's heart became more and more intense, and he wished he could fly to his uncle's village immediately.

"Okay! This is your territory, everything is up to your arrangement!"

Anne didn't know what Amon was thinking, but when she looked at him, she could guess some of it.

So, she deliberately said "everything is up to your arrangement", which is to tie herself and him to a rope.

Sure enough, when Amon heard Anne say this, he became more and more confident.

"Sir, joking, you are the backbone of us, let's listen to you!"

Amon was proud, but his face was filled with a humble smile.

Achu and Mrs. Qin looked at each other coldly. From the moment they decided to follow the husband, they knew that they were different from Amon.

Amon has selfish intentions, and they have already handed everything to Mr.

They will go wherever they want to go.

No matter what others thought, Amon was full of various plans and measures in his mind at this moment. He just wanted to hurry to my uncle's village and then let go of his hands and feet to do something.

Amon was anxious and took extra care when formulating his itinerary.

In just half a month, the carriage arrived at the village where Amenwai's family was located.

Anne was watching carefully along the way.

While resting in the middle, she did not forget to jump out of the carriage, look at the terrain, observe the surrounding vegetation and soil conditions.

"Stop, stop here!"

As he was about to enter the village, Annie suddenly spoke.

Amon was puzzled, but he still obediently tied the reins, "Sir?"

Annie did not speak, but pointed to a small hill not far away, "Go there!"

Anne opened the car door herself, jumped down quickly, picked up a wooden stick on the side of the road, and went straight up the mountain.

Amon was very smart. He seemed to have guessed something. A surprise flashed in his eyes. He threw the carriage and hurriedly chased after him.

Achu and Mrs. Qin looked at each other, and then Mrs. Qin stayed to see her luggage. Achu chased her back with her skirt.

Anne came to a slightly flat hillside and poked it with a stick. Every time she poked it, she would carefully smell the stick was dirt on it.

Amon had guessed Anne's intentions. He was extremely nervous and did not dare to take a breath, for fear of disturbing Anne.

Anne was busy all the time and finally stood there.

"Sir?" Amon shouted tentatively.

"Amun, go find a few young and strong men, cut some bamboo, and prepare hemp ropes, iron heads and other things!"

Anne slowly ordered.

"Okay." Amon agreed first, and then asked carefully, "Sir, what are you trying to do?"

"Dig a well!" Annie replied clearly.

"Ah? Dig, dig a well?" Amon was stunned. Why is this different from what he imagined?

And, OK, what to do when digging a well?

He often comes to my uncle's village. Not only ancient wells are there, but the wells will never be dry every year due to floods. There is also sweet mountain spring water in the mountains, so there is no need to dig a well.

"Yes, dig a salt well!" Annie's eyes were burning and she spit out a few words lightly.

"Salt Well?" Amon's heart flew up instantly.

He heard it right?

A few days ago, my husband said that he wanted to mine a salt well, so why did he need to dig a salt well in a blink of an eye?

Could it be that there are salt-producing wells under the world?

"This matter cannot be explained clearly in a sentence or a half sentence. Let's do this. You prepare the people and tools first. Once you make it, you will naturally understand!"

When Anne saw Amon's surprise and joyful look, she couldn't help but smile and said softly.

"Oh, OK!"

Amon did not dare to delay, so he ran down the mountain like a flying, and then quickly disappeared into the looming village.

After more than an hour, Amon ran back with a dozen strong men.

Amon's face was not as good as before, but his emotions were not as high as before.

Obviously, the meeting with his uncle just now did not seem very pleasant.

But the result was quite passable, at least he had to come with people and tools.

The unique bamboos in the local area are thick, long and very tough, so Amon ordered people to cut down more than a dozen.

And the iron head that Anne designated to ask for was also ground into a drill bit.

Then there were all kinds of gadgets that Amon couldn't understand. Anne did not pretend to use her, but polished and assembled them himself.

It took me two days to prepare all the tools.

Next, digging a well.

Annie asked the men to pound rice and several people set up bamboos for drilling bits and drilled them down little by little.
Chapter completed!