Si Zhengwei recalled that Huang Yun was standing on the side and constantly interfering, so he only heard the gist of what was said and did not write down the place name.
"How are you doing here? What kind of question is that? You seem to be doing quite well." Si Zhengwei had mixed feelings about his eldest son. As his first child, he had poured a lot of affection into him. After getting married and having other children, his affection gradually faded. He didn't know when, but his son always looked at him with unfamiliar eyes. To avoid this, he sent his son to boarding school, and they gradually drifted apart.
"It's fine." After saying this, the two fell silent.
Yun Jianying leaned closer to Yun Xun and asked, "Ah Xun, what do you think is the relationship between the two of them?"
"We're definitely family. What other kind of relationship do you want?" Yun Xun glared at him, amazed that he would ask such a stupid question.
"Don't misunderstand me. What kind of blood relationship am I talking about? Do you think they might be father and son?" Yun Jianying asked with a gossipy look on his face.
"Why don't you just go and ask? I'm sure Brother Cheng will tell you."
"I'm telling you, you're being dishonest. You're trying to use me as a pawn again. I'm not falling for it." Yun Jianying didn't dare to go up and ask him anything. Although Brother Cheng wasn't usually very serious and was quite nice to everyone, for some reason he was always particularly reserved in front of him.
Hearing this, Zhao Dongwei curled his lip and thought, "What a coward."
Although no one went up to ask, based on the age difference between the two, and considering Si Cheng's family background, they had a general idea: they just didn't know if this person would be as difficult as his mother.
Upon arriving at Pinghe Village and passing through the high walls, the people from Xin San Village began to feel envious.
The orderly houses and spacious courtyards, along with each household's own water storage tank, make the conditions no worse than before the disaster. What they envy most is the aroma of steamed sweet potatoes wafting from every house; they never knew that every family was now brewing sweet potato wine.
Thinking that their own village relied on borrowing seeds, and that sweet potatoes could be used to make wine here, they were so envious that their eyes almost turned red. Fortunately, the people selected this time were all older and could keep their composure.
"It's so much better here. It seems we need to work even harder in the future." Village Chief Shi suppressed his envy and smiled at Village Chief Yun.
Yun Mingwu nodded to himself. It seemed that these people were quite upright. They might have been a little resentful at first, but they were able to find a balance quickly.
"We have also built up our strength little by little since the disaster. As long as you have a pair of hardworking hands, you will have such days." Yun Mingwu agrees that as long as you work hard, you will have everything.
In return, Pinghe Village gave them a tour of the village.
When they saw the deep trench behind the mountain, they were all taken aback by the group of wild boars inside.
"Did you catch these yourselves, or did they run in by themselves?" The people of Xin San Village really didn't know that the moat had this function; they only thought it was used to keep wild animals out.
“Some of them ran in on their own, and the village also caught some on the mountain and released them in.”
"I never knew the moat had this function. I really hope our village's moat can be put to use too. Right now, the bottom of the moat is almost overrun by snakes. We don't dare to go there anymore; it gives us the creeps." Thinking about the moat in my own village, it's really incomparable.
The village chief pointed generously to the limestone on the back mountain, "That's the limestone over there. If your village needs to build houses, you can come to the village to carry it, but you'll have to go in and out together."
Pinghe Village didn't intend to possess these limestone stones or use them for personal gain; instead, they generously provided them all. However, like other villages, those who came to the village were only there to carry limestone stones and couldn't wander around the village.
"That's only right, but our village might need to wait a while. We'll plant the crops first, and then we'll consider this matter later." Shi Jingchong had been thinking about how to bring this up, but he didn't expect the people of Pinghe Village to be so generous and bring it up on their own initiative.
After counting the seeds, the people of Xinshan Village didn't linger and hurriedly went back. After all, the sooner the seeds were planted, the sooner the harvest would be, and they really couldn't afford to delay any longer.
After seeing the person off at the village entrance, everyone looked at Si Cheng. Si Cheng knew what they wanted to ask, and he felt there was nothing wrong with saying it; everyone would find out sooner or later anyway.
"He is my biological father, Si Zhengwei. Is there any other question?"
Everyone shook their heads, clearly not surprised by the answer. They were just a little curious as to why the father and son hadn't exchanged more than a few words after so long, remaining silent throughout.
However, Si Cheng was not going to explain the relationship between them. "If there's no problem, go back early. You must be hungry."
After saying that, he ignored them and went straight home.
Once outside the village, the people of Xin San Village couldn't help but ask Si Zhengwei out of curiosity.
"Accountant Si, are you related to that young man from Pinghe Village?"
“He is my eldest son.” After saying this, Si Zhengwei fell silent and remained lost in thought.
But the people of Xin San Village were stunned by his words. This accountant had a wife and children, and the family had a very harmonious relationship.
What intrigued them most was that they didn't even know their son lived here, which led them to imagine a love-hate relationship.
Although they still wanted to find out more, seeing Si Zhengwei looking like he was contemplating life, they could only listlessly discuss it with the people next to them.
“The people of Pinghe Village really had all the advantages of timing, location, and people. When the notice came that we were to migrate north, we thought the further north the better. But after all this time, we still have to go back the same way.” Wang Mingquan felt a pang of heartache as he thought about the belongings he left behind in another province.
“We’re lucky. One of my buddies even advised us to move to the highlands with them. If my wife hadn’t objected, things might be even worse now. I wonder how they are doing over there. The water shortage there is much more severe.” Wang Li was content. Although they lost some supplies and couldn’t bring them over, at least his family was still together.
“If only I had relatives here too. Even if they couldn’t provide any material assistance, at least I would feel more at ease. You might have felt the same way. When we first started talking about building terraced fields, everyone was on edge, afraid that it wouldn’t succeed. If that happened, we would really have no way out.” Someone glanced at Si Zhengwei. This time, he was different from the others. After all, he had a son here. No matter what the conflict was, he would definitely help in some way.
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