"Mr. Cao, we finally found you. Why did you come to the mountain? There are many mosquitoes in the mountains and they bite people very badly." Village chief Wang frowned, and he couldn't help but get a little emotional when talking about mosquitoes.
The village accountant and others nodded hurriedly, "Yes, there are a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains, and there are also many biting insects."
"It's okay. Even though I grew up in the city, my family members are all soldiers. I grew up in the army, so these bites are nothing." Cao Zheng adapted to the mountain environment very quickly. He used to train with the army. Not to mention mosquito bites, even snake bites are not uncommon.
"Your family is all soldiers?" Doesn't that mean three generations of soldiers? Village Chief Wang's eyes changed immediately.
In the eyes of Village Chief Wang, all soldiers are worthy of respect, regardless of age; being a soldier means defending the country, and without them there would be no peaceful days today.
"Mr. Cao, I'm sorry."
Cao Zheng chuckled and shook his head, then walked up to Village Chief Wang and said, "I'm not them. I'm just someone who chose to do business."
Village Chief Wang smiled and nodded slightly, "Your family deserves our respect."
Cao Zheng didn't want to say much. He glanced at the people around Village Chief Wang and said, "Hello, comrades." He didn't need to ask to know that these people were the village cadres of Hongxing Village.
"Yes, they are cadres of our village. We have discussed it and decided that we can give you five acres of wasteland next to Mr. Yan's house. If you want more, that's fine too." Village chief Wang was eager to give away more wasteland. Hongxing Village has a small population and a lot of reclaimed land. There was more than enough land when the production team system was implemented before, and no one wanted to take advantage of the wasteland.
"Five acres is enough. If possible, you can give me a few acres of land. I am quite interested in farming. What do you think?"
"This..." Village Chief Wang hesitated, "Those who are eligible for land must settle in this village. Since you are a city dweller, I'm afraid the policy doesn't allow you to meet the requirements."
There are not so many taboos about building houses on wasteland. At most, you can say some good words to the commune. But if you want to divide the land, it is related to food rations, and it is not something that can be discussed by only the villagers.
Cao Zheng was stunned for a moment, then he understood and said, "It doesn't matter if we don't have land. We can build a house on five acres of land and then expand it into a yard."
"Do you plan to live in our village for a long time?"
"Although I'm not living here long-term, I won't leave either." Hongxing Village has a good environment, and it will be used as a retirement home after it is renovated.
Village Chief Wang nodded, looking thoughtful. "Then you should buy two more acres of land. You can grow vegetables and flowers in the yard. I think Mr. Yan's land is good. The yard has been put to good use and various vegetables and flowers have been planted there."
"That's fine." He hadn't been to the old house yet, mainly because he didn't have the key.
"Then please decide how many acres you want to buy, and we can go to town and get it done right away so you can start building your house soon. Winters are cold here, so the house needs to air out for at least two months after it's finished before you can move in."
Cao Zheng nodded, "That mountain..."
"It won't be long. We'll go back to the village office, write the agreement, have both parties sign and seal it, and then go to town to finalize it." Village Chief Wang finished speaking in one breath. Before he could say anything, he spoke again: "If we get it done today, you'll have one thing resolved, and we can focus on supporting this year's autumn harvest."
That’s right, it’s the autumn harvest, and corn can be harvested in June and July.
"Okay, let's go now?" Cao Zheng pointed to the mountain road behind the village chief.
Village chief Wang nodded and made an invitation. The group then went down the mountain together. When they arrived at the village headquarters, they agreed on a price, wrote an agreement, signed and stamped it, and also wrote a land deed for the village, which was signed and stamped by both parties. Both of these items had to be sent to the town for stamping to be legal.
After finishing all these, Cao Zheng took an ox cart all the way to the town, and he also enjoyed the special treatment of riding in an ox cart.
At the town entrance, Cao Zheng said, "Village Chief Wang, several cadres and comrades, I'm going to go get the money first. Thank you for taking the trouble to go to the commune. When you come out, I'll give you the money as well."
"good."
The group went their separate ways. Cao Zheng was not interested in the town and went to a bank to make deposits.
Village chief Wang and others went to the commune. Village chief Wang had often been to the commune this year and was considered an old acquaintance there. He found someone to be responsible for this work and explained his purpose. When the person in charge heard that the person was someone who knew Yan Rushan, he stamped the document without saying a word.
With the official seal, Cao Zheng now has a land deed in Hongxing Village; as for the house deed, that will be obtained after the house is built and measured.
After the matter was settled, everyone reunited at the place where they had separated. Village chief Wang and others saw Cao Zheng from afar with his hands behind his back, holding a cloth bag in his hands, and his back to them. It was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time.
"Mr. Cao, your land deed has been obtained." Village Chief Wang handed the thing to Cao Zheng.
Cao Zheng took it and looked at it, then handed it to them. "Eight hundred yuan is all in it. It's the money for eight acres of land. Count it."
"Let's order when we get back, let's order when we get back." Village Chief Wang made a hasty invitation, and the group hurried back, arriving back to the village before noon. "Mr. Cao, would you like to have lunch together? It's almost noon now, it would be a shame not to have a meal."
"Yes, Mr. Cao, let's have a meal together; we are from the same village from now on, and we will have many interactions in the future." It's better to get to know each other better, otherwise it will be awkward if you don't recognize each other after a long time.
The village secretary also said: "Mr. Cao, if you don't mind the poor food in the village, let's have a meal together, just as a way for everyone to get acquainted with each other. I also hope that Mr. Cao will give us a chance."
After saying this last sentence, Cao Zheng couldn't refuse even if he wanted to; if he refused, it would mean he looked down on the food at Village Chief Wang's house, which would make him seem out of tune with everyone present and would be detrimental to his future integration into Red Star Village.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you all, especially Village Chief Wang. I'm going to ask you to spend money."
"It's my duty. I wouldn't say it's a big expense. It's just simple meals. Please everyone." Village chief Wang stepped aside to invite everyone, and the group followed him home.
When I got home, I found that the people who came back from Village Chief Wang's house were all women and children.
"Dad, you're back. Lunch is ready." The eldest daughter-in-law of the village chief asked, accompanied by several children.
"Where are the boss and the others?" Village Chief Wang asked.
The eldest daughter-in-law of the Wang family said, "They won't be back for a while. There are a lot of people in the back mountain, and the fruit trees are almost finished planting. We'll save a table for them while the weather is still warm. They won't come back until they're done planting. You and your guests can eat first."
"That's fine. Serve the food." Village Chief Wang shifted slightly and stepped aside to invite everyone. "Mr. Cao, please come in, old friends. The food will be served right away. Let's have a drink today to welcome Mr. Cao to Red Star Village."
The village secretary jokingly said, "I've been wanting your sorghum wine for a long time, Mr. Cao. You don't know that there's someone in Old Wang's family who can make wine. However, they don't make much every year, so you can only drink a few sips occasionally. He doesn't take it out easily. You can try it later."
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