Wen He really thought they were wild. After all, whether it was the big spotted pig, the big rooster, the red rabbit, etc., they were obviously wild animals in the mountains, not raised by humans. Then, for some reason, they became spiritual. It might be because of the area around the old house, her fruits grew much better than before.

It was precisely because of this precondition that Wen He had never considered the possibility that the large dairy cows that the large spotted pigs brought every day might be artificially bred.

However, it was obvious that there seemed to be too many things that Wen He had not thought about.

Just as the villager excitedly recounted the shameless deeds of a milk thief, another woman followed closely behind him with extraordinary excitement, saying, "Exactly. You might not know, there are thieves who specialize in stealing radishes. Every day, there are so many empty radish pits in my family's temple fields. They must have been stolen by those thieves again! They were so smart that they even erased the shoe prints and printed rabbit paws instead. Don't think I don't know. There are props for printing rabbit and other small animal footprints online. I bought my little daughter a puppy one so she can play with it in the mud!"

Wen He: qaq!

No, Auntie, you're overthinking it. The ones stealing your radishes are actually real rabbits, and they're a bunch of cunning red-eyed rabbits...

"You guys are fine, but how miserable are you? Didn't I tell you before that there were thieves in my vegetable garden? As soon as I spotted the thieves, I started to vigilantly stop them. I even kept a dog in that garden to bite anyone who came in to steal vegetables! Who would have thought, damn, that thief would actually turn around and steal vegetables from my other vegetable garden. I stopped him, but he just changed his target again. It's so pissed me off!"

Wen He: ~tot~

I was wrong. It turns out that the little flower snake always rolled up different leaves every day because it was being watched by the dog. She naively thought that the little flower snake was blind and liked to change its tricks...

"None of you have suffered as badly as I have. Besides, the thieves here are a bit strange. I don't know what tricks they used to make my hens so crazy," the old man said angrily while smoking his opium. "One morning, I saw with my own eyes that my big, fat, beautiful hen was rolling her newly laid eggs enthusiastically to something hidden in the dense forest. It was still dark, so I couldn't see clearly. I only vaguely knew it was a big rooster. Then the hen that had delivered the eggs was excited in my yard all day. So, I knew that if I saw my hens getting excited, then my family must have lost eggs again!"

"I was thinking, it's useless for a rooster to get eggs. I thought, it must be the work of a thief who made a model of a rooster and deceived the hearts of our hens and stole their eggs!"

Wen He: = mouth

The arrogant rooster's method was so unique that Wen He was speechless. Only one sentence flashed through his mind: It turns out that our rooster is a romantic. He is so charming that the hens are willing to lay eggs for him, and even give him eggs!

After hearing this, Wen He didn't dare to listen to the rest. She couldn't help but tiptoe as she slipped away, afraid she'd be discovered and have them come straight to the old house. She felt guilty. Although it was all those big spotted pigs who caused the trouble, they still stayed in her old house and refused to leave. Moreover, she drank the milk, chewed the radishes, ate the leaves, and even had a lot of eggs in her stomach. So, wasn't it her fault?

Wen He really wanted to cry. As soon as he returned to the old house, he called out the big rooster, the big spotted pig and others and gave them some instructions. However, it was obvious that everyone fell in love with this "stealing vegetables" activity. When he woke up in the morning and saw a familiar cow standing next to the big spotted pig, Wen He wanted to cry even more.

After going through this two or three times, Wen He finally understood. Maybe those guys from Big Rooster were really trying to barter at first, but later they became obviously addicted to this activity and could not be stopped. Wen He finally thought hard and decided that she might as well cultivate some of the remaining land and let these guys have fun in the vegetable fields.

Wen He carefully looked at the title deed of the old house. After all, it was the house of a wealthy man in the past, so the other side of the mountain was included in the title deed. The current title deed of the old house belongs to Wen He, which means that the land on the other side of the mountain now belongs to Wen He. Of course, the land in the mountains is not valuable, but it is not bad for farming.

Moreover, the fields near the old house have almost been planted by Wen He. If Wen He wants to expand the small orchard in the future, he will also need new fields. Since this is the case, he will do it in advance. Besides, Wen He is used to eating vegetables from the mountains and doesn’t like those sold outside. It’s not bad to grow some by himself. If there are too many, he can just sell them online.

There is a more serious problem. If such a large piece of land is to be reclaimed, Wen He definitely cannot handle it alone. At least two or three people are needed. She wants to ask someone to help, but the mountains are surrounded by white fog. It is easy for her to get lost if she walks alone, let alone find an outside reclamation team. For outsiders, this is a very dangerous place.

After thinking about it, Wen He realized that he had to contact the villagers. Although the villagers were afraid of the old house, not all of them didn't know the way. They just didn't want to come in again. After all, the old house had been taken care of by the villagers for decades. How could they really not know how to get around?

So, the next day, Wen He ran to the village chief's house with a "healthy watermelon" and many different fruits.

The village chief was a dedicated and good chief who cared deeply about the villagers. Upon hearing Wen He's request, he immediately shook his head and looked at Wen He apologetically, "Sorry, girl, I really can't do that. I don't know how you can get in and out so easily, but the villagers won't be willing to go. Otherwise, we wouldn't be so afraid to touch the silver that Mr. Gu gave us. You know, the amount there is not small."

"I know, but Village Chief, please ask the villagers again. I know there must be some villagers who are familiar with the route to the old house, and I really need a few helpers to open up the land. It won't take long, just a few days."

"Girl, it's not that I don't want to help you, but everyone, hey... I don't understand, girl, why are you so obsessed with that old house? That place is really weird."

"Because that's my house, Village Chief," Wen He said. "My grandfather asked me to take care of it before he died. I can't just leave it like that."

"Grandpa...? Could it be that you are Mr. Gu's...?"

"Well, although my name is Wen He, my grandfather is indeed the owner of that old house. He is the old man you all call Gu. Considering the past relationship between us, could you please do me a favor?"