Dafenpo is the cemetery where the villagers of Lengjiagou bury their deceased.
The resting place of our ancestors is indeed a place where excavation of ancient tombs would be considered a disturbance to their spirits.
Guan Yuxi and Leng Lie carried hoes, shovels, and other items, and followed behind Aunt Du very quickly.
When we arrived at the big burial slope, we saw several people covered in mud sitting on the rocks, resting.
A tall, thin man stepped forward and blocked their path. "Didn't I say only one person was allowed?"
Aunt Du quickly pointed at Leng Lie and said, "It's just him. That's his wife. Their ancestors weren't buried here, so it's no problem."
The tall, thin man pushed up his glasses and nodded.
Only then did the personnel guarding the perimeter allow them to pass.
His serious expression softened slightly. "You don't need to be in such a hurry."
My teacher was also downstairs; there was air circulation, so it wasn't completely sealed off.
Even if you don't call for help, we can dig through in one night at most.
It's springtime now, and the weather isn't too cold.
You won't get cold even if you stay out overnight.
However, Aunt Du was still anxious, "How can we leave it overnight? What if..."
She was momentarily speechless, unsure of what to say.
Guan Yuxi picked up where she left off, "What if it rains and the collapse continues?"
Although spring rains are usually just drizzle.
But this is a mountainous area, and no one can guarantee that it won't rain heavily.
The tall, thin man was quite arrogant; he snorted through his nose.
He scoffed, "What do you know! We've been away from home for years, we've long since learned to read the weather."
Besides, the weather forecast says there won't be any rain for the next few days.
Guan Yuxi frowned and looked at the sky.
The gray sky resembled a smoggy day in the 21st century.
Unfortunately, she doesn't know how to read the weather, and she no longer has a mobile phone or anywhere to check the weather forecast.
Leng Lie said in a deep voice, "I bet it will rain tonight, and it will rain quite heavily."
His words had barely left his mouth when he was met with a burst of laughter from the crowd.
The tall, thin man pointed to the radio placed to the side, "The radio has a weather forecast."
The satellites are sending back messages saying there won't be any rain, understand?
He glanced at Leng Lie with disdain and shook his head.
He seemed unwilling to gamble with this rough country bumpkin in front of him.
Guan Yuxi winked at Leng Lie.
Leng Lie nodded firmly.
Guan Yuxi laughed and said loudly, "Since this gentleman is so sure, why don't we accept the bet?"
How about we bet five hundred dollars?
She remembered reading a headline article that said weather forecasts in the 1990s were extremely inaccurate.
Moreover, this is now in the 1970s.
Rather than relying on weather forecasts, we should trust the wisdom and experience of the people.
The tall, thin man was stunned.
He then shook his head and chuckled.
I don't know if he was moved by the title "sir" or amused by the village girl's greed.
However, when faced with a delicate girl like Guan Yuxi...
Even if it's a country girl dressed in a rustic way.
He couldn't bring himself to say anything malicious.
So he said, "Fine, I'll give you five hundred yuan if I lose."
"You lost, so forget about the money. Your man just needs to work for us for two months!"
The tall, thin guy clearly suspected they were trying to get something for nothing.
Not only is he greedy, but he also has a huge appetite.
Guan Yuxi took out some money from Leng Lie's pocket and waved it around.
"Let's gamble if we want."
"You want to hook up with my man and become your laborers? Dream on!"
The tall, thin man paused for a moment, then smiled.
He saw that Leng Lie did not object, and his expression did not even change.
Knowing that Guan Yuxi was capable of making decisions for her man, she added, "I don't gamble."
Guan Yuxi shook Leng Lie's hand regretfully, "I don't gamble on men either."
These people are not short of money.
But she lacks it.
This miserable transmigrator had absolutely no way of making money.
To avoid running out of money and to avoid putting too much pressure on Leng Lie, she had to seize every opportunity to make money.
Leng Lie looked at her greedy expression.
She's incredibly soft-hearted.
He declared loudly, "Let's bet! If I'm wrong, I'll do all the hard labor for you."
"Brother Lie!"
Guan Yuxi looked at him disapprovingly.
Even horses can stumble, and people can make mistakes.
What if it really doesn't rain tonight?
We can't just give up our work at the Armed Forces Department!
Leng Lie stroked her hair. "Don't worry, I won't lose."
Even if I lose, I have ways to deal with it.
Guan Yuxi nodded obediently.
He'd already said it, what could she do?
All we can do is pray that fate will grant them the victory and that Leng Lie won't lose his job.
"Great, that's awesome!"
The tall, thin man gave Leng Lie a thumbs up.
With Leng Lie's addition.
The excavation progress has more than doubled.
Because he was very familiar with the terrain, he knew exactly where the soil was and where the rocky mountains were.
In less than three hours, a tunnel was dug out.
Leng Qingshu and an elderly man with gray hair and black-rimmed glasses were pulled up.
"The father of my child!"
Aunt Du rushed forward excitedly, grabbed Uncle Leng's hand, and kept crying.
"Thank you for your help."
The elderly man with glasses smiled and nodded at Leng Lie and Guan Yuxi.
He was wearing a crisp blue Zhongshan suit, covered in mud, with only the fountain pen hanging in his pocket gleaming brightly.
Guan Yuxi looked at it and laughed, her eyes becoming misty.
When she was little, I remember Grandpa Guan also liked to hang a fountain pen like this.
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