With strength in numbers and no need to dig deep foundations, the three unfinished houses were roofed in just three days.
There are stoves and toilets everywhere, but there is no courtyard wall which is a must for mountain homes.
Fortunately, in recent years, the village has organized militia to go into the mountains to hunt after the autumn harvest every year. Large animals have basically disappeared from the area, and it is barely safe.
Some of Feng Yijia's newly opened wounds have stopped bleeding and started to grow new flesh under Dr. Zhang's careful treatment.
Seeing that Zhang Yuncong was about to come back, it was a rare opportunity for the family to reunite, and it would not be appropriate for an outsider like me to stay here.
That morning, Feng Yijia finished breakfast and said goodbye to Xu Xiuping: "Aunt, the house is built, and my injury is not serious. I want to move back today."
"You're living well, why are you thinking of moving out?
Just live here, and let your Uncle Zhang teach you more while we're still here." Xu Xiuping objected when she heard this.
Feng Yijia smiled and refused: "I just want to collect some herbs around here to make money, and I don't want to learn medicine to save people. What Uncle Zhang taught me now is enough.
You will have to leave here soon. You have a lot of things to do at home and outside. I won't bother you here any longer!"
Seeing the man's insistent expression, Xu Xiuping thought for a moment and stopped trying to persuade him, saying, "If you want to go, you have to wait until tomorrow.
There's nothing in the new house over there. Your uncle Zhang and I will move some stuff over there and set it up so it can be habitable."
After he finished speaking, afraid that Feng Yijia would refuse, he smiled and said, "These are all old things we have used. We washed them clean and put them away. Please don't be disgusted by them."
Nowadays, we are not in the era of great material abundance. Most families are still extremely poor. No one would care whether something has been used or not. They are lucky enough to have something usable.
Feng Yijia knew that people said this to protect their own emotions and wallets, so she smiled and replied, "That's not true, auntie. I have nothing now. I'm so poor that I'm the only one left.
You can give me any old things you have that you've used, I don't mind. "
Hearing this, Xu Xiuping's smile deepened. She took Feng Yijia's hand and said straightforwardly, "That's a lot. If you don't mind, I have a lot of junk here!"
After saying this, without saying anything else, she pulled her husband and started to count the "unwanted junk" in the house.
The yard was filled with beds, chairs, tables, stools, firewood, rice, oil and salt.
Feng Yijia saw Xu Xiuping starting to move pots and pans out again and hurriedly stopped her, saying, "Auntie, you don't need these pots and pans anymore.
The things you sent last time should be over at the shack on the mountain.
Give me another copy, or you won’t have any left for yourselves!”
It's impossible that it's useless, but it's inconvenient. Xu Xiuping stopped and said, "Then I'll go to the shack and take a look. I don't know if it's been taken away after all these days.
If it’s still there, don’t take it from here.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.
Feng Yijia hurriedly followed: "Auntie, I'll go over and take a look too!"
After being reborn, he has never visited the place where he lived before he died.
Xu Xiuping looked at Feng Yijia disapprovingly and said, "The wound has just healed. If it ruptures again, it will heal even slower.
Just stay here and tell me if you have anything to say!"
"Auntie, be careful, it's okay if you move slowly.
I've been staying in the yard for a few days, and I just want to go out for a walk!"
Feng Yijia insisted, and Xu Xiuping had no choice but to let her do as she pleased.
The two of them walked out of the door slowly and headed out of the village.
Speaking of which, this was the second time Feng Yijia appeared in front of the villagers.
Last time, there were armed police officers, and many people just watched from a distance.
This time many people came forward, wanting to take a closer look at the woman who was involved in the crime of hooliganism.
Thanks to Meng Sheng's fight two days ago and the village cadres' instructions, no one said anything unpleasant.
Everyone pretended to greet and talk to Xu Xiuping, but their eyes were fixed on Feng Yijiajia, full of interest and contempt.
Feng Yijiajia followed Xu Xiuping, standing straight, and looking at people with his beautiful almond-shaped eyes without any hesitation.
Instead, many people looked away in embarrassment.
Xu Xiuping felt relieved when she saw Feng Yiji like this. She just needed to not care about other people's attitudes.
Otherwise, when living in the village in the future, the strange looks from these people alone would drive me to death or even crazy.
After spending nearly half a month together, she unconsciously began to care more about and pity this girl with a tragic fate, and she subconsciously worried about her.
Feng Yijia didn't pay any attention to the people watching the show. He was busy dealing with the police last time, and now he had the mood to look at the old houses on both sides of the village road, the neat vegetable plots, and the chickens and ducks looking for food everywhere.
I remember that in the last few years of my life as a ghost, the fields in the village were left uncultivated and large areas of them were abandoned. Weeds grew everywhere and snakes and insects gathered there, giving people a feeling of desolation and ruin.
It’s not like now. Although the house is a little shabby, it is kept clean and full of vitality, which makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.
Feng Yijiajia kept looking around everywhere. Xu Xiuping beside him felt that she had not been out for a few days and was very bored. Now everything she saw was strange.
I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart that this child finally showed some of the youthful vigor and vitality, unlike before when he always hunched his chest and lowered his head, looking timid and gloomy.
Feng Yijia's injuries had not yet fully healed, so the two of them walked slowly. It took them about half an hour to climb the slope and reach their destination.
The pots, pans, and utensils were all there in front of the shack, but they had been left outside for over half a month and were covered in dust. However, they could be used after being washed.
Xu Xiuping bent down to pick up all the things and put them in the backpack. She couldn't help but wonder, when did the custom of not picking up things on the road become popular in Mengjia Village?
It's no wonder she was suspicious. The main reason was that in this village, it was a very common occurrence for the local family to lose a chicken or a duck at least eight out of ten times a year.
But after picking it up, she realized that Feng Yijia had a bad fate since she was a child, and many superstitious people in the village thought she was unlucky.
Naturally, she began to dislike and avoid the things she had used.
There were not many pots and pans and other things. Seeing Xu Xiuping start to clean up, Feng Yijia pushed open the simple door made of tree trunks and vines.
What came into view was a wooden bed made of stones, with a worn bamboo mat and a few sets of clothes on the bed.
There was a small stone pillar in the corner of the room, on which were placed some food, oil, salt and seasonings.
This is everything in this little shack, you can see everything at a glance.
Perhaps because of this, there was no sign of anyone rummaging through the house.
Feng Yijia went into the house to clean up. He put away a few pieces of clothes, which could be used as rags when not worn. He also rolled up the mat and took it with him. After washing it, he could use it to cover the wall with dust or to dry things.
A little bit of rice, flour and seasoning can be packed in a cloth bag.
It didn't take long for the two of them to pack up their things and head back to the village carrying them on their backs.
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