Chapter 115 The Wasteland of Dongshan Village



Mo Qianshang didn't say much, only leaving behind the words, "Work hard."

After confirming the five people to move the furniture, Mo Qianshang looked at Uncle Niu and asked, "Uncle Niu, could you take these people to the foot of Qingping Mountain with your oxcart first thing tomorrow morning?"

Lin Sanqiang and the others were surprised that Mo Qianshang actually hired an oxcart to take them there. She even asked Aunt Shen to borrow some stools and such to take with her on the oxcart.

"You can bring any of your family members you want to bring, as long as the oxcart can fit them. The rest of you can also go. I can have Uncle Niu make another trip later."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what Mo Qianshang meant, and hesitated to speak.

Mo Qianshang said, "You don't need to be nervous. Actually, my family now lives on the mountain and we built a house there. But I have no relatives or friends here. I built a new house and I don't know who to invite to dinner."

She smiled slightly, beautiful and kind, which had nothing to do with gender. Even Aunt Shen often felt awkward around her.

"Although it's a 15-minute walk, I feel like I'm already neighbors with everyone in Dongshan Village. I don't know how many things will happen in my family in the future, and I might need everyone's help, just like this time. So I wanted to get to know them first."

Now everyone understood a bit better. Mo Qianshang continued, "So if anyone has a wife or children at home, you can come in the second car. We can help out and cook a meal together tonight and tomorrow!"

Once she said that, everyone understood. After the others left, Mo Qianshang told Aunt Shen that she would definitely ask about the people in the family first. Although she didn't lack food, it would be best to have a general idea of ​​who they were.

Aunt Shen said she would take care of it.

Mo Qianshang stroked her chin. Originally, she had only come here for this one thing, but now that she had met the people of Dongshan Village, she wanted to take a look around.

She originally thought that since Aunt Shen didn't have time, she could just go and wander around by herself, but Aunt Shen felt embarrassed and specially called her second daughter-in-law, Meihua, back to accompany her.

"Sister Meihua, is everyone in your village farming the land?"

The two walked along the field path. Meihua shook her head: "No, the harvest has been bad for the past two years. There is land in this village, but many people were forced to sell it before. Now the owners of the land have left and would rather leave it barren than find someone to cultivate it. There is nothing the village can do."

"Is that so? Take me to see it."

Mo Qianshang looked at the land in Dongshan Village and found that quite a lot of it was indeed idle, but the land that was being cultivated looked quite good.

That would be such a waste. Wouldn't this landlord be like someone who occupies a toilet but doesn't use it?

Although it's not a very polite way to put it, it's a very accurate description of the situation.

As Mo Qianshang walked along, she saw that the houses of every household were very ordinary. Occasionally, she would encounter villagers, and it was clear that everyone was living a hard life. They were lucky to have a pair of straw sandals to wear, and their clothes were patched upon patched.

We can't just leave these lands lying around like this.

Do you know whose land this is?

This put Meihua in a difficult position: "These wastelands don't belong to just one family, and I don't quite know... Why don't we go ask the village chief?"

Mo Qianshang was initially worried that it might be too troublesome, and she hadn't made up her mind yet.

On the way back, she thought about it for a while, and when she arrived in the village, she decided to meet with the village chief of Dongshan Village.

Village Chief Zhao is in his forties. Mei Hua gave him a brief introduction. When he heard that Mo Qianshang was asking about the idle land, he knew there was nothing he couldn't tell others.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianshang realized that it was indeed a bit complicated, and since she didn't know any of these people, she didn't intend to waste time dealing with them too much.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Village chief, could you please ask these landowners for me if someone wants to buy their land? The price is two taels per mu, and three taels for fertile land. No bargaining. What do you think?"

The village chief hesitated for a moment: "What are you going to do with so much land?"

Mo Qianchang answered matter-of-factly, "Of course we will plant them. When the harvest comes, I will hire people from our Dongshan Village to plant them. This will be a good thing for the village."

Village Chief Zhao never expected this to be the case. This is a great thing for the village. Otherwise, the good land would be left uncultivated, and people would have to find a place to cultivate it, which would really starve them to death.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he still reminded him, "But are you really going to buy it? The harvest is bad these days, and there are people fleeing famine everywhere. Our land is only producing less grain than in previous years, which is why they aren't hiring anyone to cultivate it. If... if..."

Mo Qianshang waved her hand and said, "Oh, it's alright. I know all this and I'm aware of it. The village chief only needs to say whether he's willing to help or not."

Village Chief Zhao finally agreed. After all, as long as the land wasn't in the villagers' hands, it didn't really matter who had it. He thought it would be good if Mo Qianshang really wanted to hire people to farm, but if she eventually decided against it and gave up, it would just mean that the land would continue to be abandoned, which wouldn't be any worse than it is now.

After finishing this task, Mo Qianshang went on a shopping spree in the county town before hiring a donkey cart to return home. By then, it was already close to evening.

During dinner, Madam Yao was shocked to hear about Mo Qianshang's arrangements.

"You mean you invited the people from Dongshan Village?"

Mo Qianshang nodded: "Yes, we live here, so we have to deal with some people. I think the people in Fushou Village are just not good, and I don't want to deal with them. We heard about the people in Dongshan Village from Aunt Shen before, and we went to visit them today. We think they are all quite nice."

After thinking about it, Madam Yao agreed: "Indeed, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. It's only a quarter of an hour away, not far at all."

The land purchase was still far from being finalized, and Mo Qianchang did not tell Xiao Yaoshi about it.

On the morning of the second day, the oxcart from Dongshan Village took the first group of people to the foot of Qingping Mountain. Xiao Yaoshi and the children were sent by Mo Qianshang to collect firewood, pick mushrooms, and dig wild vegetables. They could do whatever they wanted, as long as they weren't at home.

As soon as they left, Mo Qianshang redeemed the furniture she had selected in the system the night before and filled the yard with it.

When Aunt Shen and the others came up, they saw a yard full of luxurious furniture.

"Thank you everyone, let's start moving now. I'll tell you where to put it!"

Aunt Shen was stunned by the sight of the courtyard: "Mo Meizi, your courtyard is just too... too..."

She couldn't think of an adjective for a long time, but she felt that it was as if a big house in the county town had been moved directly to the mountain. The courtyard walls were very high and the gate was very sturdy, so that ordinary people could not get in.

And the furniture in this courtyard, each one is carved, and they look like a set. It's so smooth to the touch.

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