After seeing the three people off, Meng Qidi went upstairs. In fact, she was not afraid that they would expose this matter to others.
In fact, the real experimental field in Lingjia Village is only the sandy land. Other places in the village are just incidental. The police station will approve it just for the sake of the experimental field.
Of course, fertile land is rice fields after all. If it is used to grow vegetables and fruit trees, it is estimated that it will not be approved.
After locking the door, Meng Qidi went straight into the space.
I asked Xiao Meng to plant more fruit tree seedlings, but I don't know what kind of fruit trees are suitable for growing on the mountains over there.
Apples and bananas are the most popular fruits these days, but unfortunately they are not suitable for growing here. In the water town of Jiangnan, growing either apples or bananas seems abnormal.
After coming out of the space, Meng Qidi rode her bike to the town to find a brick and tile factory. There were anti-theft nets around the sandy ground. She originally planned to cut bamboo or make iron nets.
Now I feel that neither is a good idea. The bamboo and barbed wire will not last for a few years, so it is better to just surround it with a wall.
The land in the west of the village all belongs to her family. To the south of the intersection is the river, and to the north is the stream. It doesn’t take many bricks.
The river is too deep to wade across, and the stream is harder to cross, but you can also fence it off.
After all, her vegetable garden is not an ordinary vegetable garden. There will definitely be people who want to steal, so she put up an iron gate and locked it to prevent fire and theft.
The last time Ling Xiao went to the brick factory was four years ago, and this was her first time there.
The owner of the brick factory was also honest. When Meng Qidi told him the length and height, he did not give her more than she wanted and suggested how many bricks she would need.
In addition to bricks, Meng Qidi also ordered tiles and cement. After paying the money, Meng Qidi rode her bike back first.
The brick factory delivered bricks very quickly, four truckloads of bricks in total, but not many tiles and cement.
Bricks and tiles were piled on both sides of the road, so when Ling Xiao and the other two came back, they had to park their car at the intersection and couldn't drive in.
"What are all those bricks on the roadside used for? Why did you buy tiles?" As soon as Yi Bo entered the yard, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"To build a courtyard means to enclose the land in the west of our village." Meng Qidi brought out the dishes.
The weather is a bit hot, so we ate in the yard today.
"It's better to fence it off so that some people won't keep an eye on us."
If Ling Xiao's family wasn't here, to be honest, there wouldn't be many people in this village that he would look up to, as they were all just doing nothing.
"What are tiles for?"
Mr. Qiu San was pushed in by Ling Xiao and asked curiously.
"It should be built on the wall? To prevent it from getting wet, right?"
Meng Qidi nodded, "Well, I'll ask Uncle Yang to call the master from last time to help us build the wall tomorrow. You guys sit down and rest for a while, it will be done soon."
For dinner, we had sweet and sour fish, wine-soaked fish, stir-fried lotus stems, chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, and a bowl of kelp soup.
The two children's eyes lit up and they couldn't take their eyes off.
They are all their favorite foods.
After eating and drinking, Ling Cheng touched his bulging belly and leaned back in his chair, "This kind of life is so comfortable."
Like a dream, she still remembered what it felt like to not have enough to eat as a child.
Chujiu turned his head and looked at her, his eyes full of recognition. He liked this kind of home.
Wang Jinhua was cleaning up the dishes and said unhappily, "You are still happy. You have to study hard. Don't fail the exam when your uncle and aunt are at home. That would be embarrassing."
Ling Cheng snorted, "Of course not! You've got 100 points, right, Chujiu?"
Chujiu nodded blankly. He had only been in school for a few days, so he didn't know what a perfect score meant...
Everyone laughed happily when they saw Chujiu's appearance.
There was no need for Meng Qidi to call the bricklayer specifically. Wang Jinhua could just go into the house and call Master Yang and ask him to have him come over the next morning.
In the backyard, Ling Xiao was helping to wash the dishes. He couldn't help but get closer to his wife, "What's going on between our mom and Uncle Yang?"
Meng Qidi rolled her eyes at him and said, "What do you think? When you have time, go and pick a date and settle their affairs."
"Look at the date?" Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, and it took him a long time to react. Seeing his wife's wet hands patting him, he quickly said, "I understand, I will talk to Uncle Yang before I come back tomorrow to see what he means."
They can't just rush into things blindly when the other party doesn't have any such intention at all.
Besides, these two people have to discuss where to live after they get married, so of course he wants them to live here.
Meng Qidi stopped washing the dishes and said, "Don't forget!"
"I definitely won't forget."
Ling Xiao affirmed, "By the way, when do you have time to go to the county town with me? I need to know the location of the house in the county town, and I need to get a certificate."
"When the fence is finished, it will probably be in the next two days."
After a busy day, everyone didn't chat too late and went back to their rooms to take a shower and go to bed at nine o'clock.
The next day.
When Meng Qidi got up, Ling Xiao was gone, and her clothes were neatly folded and placed on the bedside.
Meng Qidi looked at the ceiling for a long time. She hadn't gotten up earlier than Ling Xiao in a long time...
Thinking of today's mission, she sat up with a somersault, quickly changed her clothes, washed up, and went downstairs.
He took a steamed bun from the table and walked towards the field.
"Uncle Yang, the masters came really early." Meng Qidi greeted them.
In addition to Master Yang, three bricklayers came.
They are indeed experts. They know what the tiles on the roadside are used for...
The cement was in her father's front yard and was dragged over on a cart. Once the cement was mixed, everyone started working.
With Master Yang helping out, Meng Qidi was basically unable to help. She could only serve ice water to a few people and catch a few fish.
The wages were paid according to the price that Mr. Qiu Sanye paid for building the house. The price was high and food was included, so the workers worked faster.
In one morning, the fence on the south side of the road was completed. After lunch, we started on the other side.
Meng Qidi walked around the road and finally decided to hang a name on the door, which would be "Qi Garden".
While several people were busy, she quickly went into the mountain and found a large bluestone slab at the foot of the reservoir.
It was brought down using the space and taken out at the backyard door. She then pretended to be out of breath and pushed the cart to transport it over. It was used as a doorhead.
I washed the bluestone slab in the yard, found a brush, dipped it in ink and drew some patterns around the bluestone slab.
Then I used a carving knife to tap it little by little. It's a pity that there are no special tools these days, otherwise it would be much faster.
She planned to wait for her father to come back and write the inscription in the middle of the slate. Her handwriting was naturally not bad, but writing for an elder showed more respect.
Master Yang helped at home until dark, and Meng Qidi was still working on the stone slab until after three o'clock. She bought a few bottles of liquor and asked several masters to stay for dinner.
Around five o'clock, Meng Qidi called the four of them back to rest, estimating that Ling Xiao and the others would be back soon...
Meng Qidi paused and looked at the yard. She saw Master Yang who had already gone into the house to help the old lady cook. She sighed.
Ling Xiao's search was in vain, as the girl didn't go home all day...
Sure enough, half an hour later, the car slowly drove into the courtyard of the village medical school. Ling Xiao jumped out of the car and walked to Meng Qidi, "Uncle Yang is not at home..."
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