"We build a new house so that they can live in it. If you plant the greenhouse, they will just be on duty at the door, so we will be divided into half. Isn't this the same as giving it to them for free?"

"We don't lack that little money, it doesn't matter if we support them, so why bother to care about what they do? I just want to find some work for them so that they can feel that they are not in vain. Why do you have such a big opinion?"

My mother was still not very happy.

"Think about the reason I told you last time, is it that you want to be so unwilling tolerant of your uncle and aunt to appear to be good?"

This seemed to hit my mother's weakness.

"Okay, okay, just divide them half of what you said. We have to be generous and not let the villagers speak irresponsible."

My mother agreed. I thought this matter could be settled, but my uncle opposed it.

"We are like eating for free, and we are uneasy and we are uneasy to take the money."

"Then how can you feel at ease?"

They must accept it with peace of mind before I can successfully resolve this matter.

"We rely on our own labor income. Although we are old now, we are still able to do it. We have a place to live in a new house and have never lived in such a good house in our lifetime. We are already very grateful. Let us support ourselves and we can't cause too much trouble to you."

"good!"

I agreed immediately.

My father thought I agreed to give half of the greenhouse to my uncle and let them grow vegetables by themselves, but in fact I gave them the entire greenhouse to them and let them run it.

The premise is that they have to help me watch my home and watch the plaque of Shigou Village Characteristic Ecological Company. Letting them run the greenhouse is also the salary I paid for them in disguise, which is the income from labor. They should also watch out for the new house, clean it well, and don’t make it messy, especially the furniture must be kept well.

While my uncle and aunt agreed, they could hear the unspoken sound.

"Then what are your dad and your mom doing? We are not talking about cleaning up, but about what income they rely on?"

"Our county is very busy with business and is short of staff, so let them go and help me."

I took the opportunity to express my thoughts.

My father has no objection.

My mother seemed to be reluctant to leave this new home.

"How come that happens? We won't be used to living in the county."

"That means I don't want to help me?"

I asked this on purpose.

"That's not."

"No, just go and help!"

"It's okay to help."

"Will it be over!"

I asked a few questions, but my mother had nothing to say. Regardless of whether she was willing or not, she agreed.

My father seemed very happy and told his mother quietly.

"When you arrive at the county town, you can still meet your future daughter-in-law secretly."

My mother covered her mouth and was having fun secretly.

The family was completely handed over to my uncle and aunt for management. I took my parents to the county town, so there was no need to run back and forth.

My parents moved into the courtyard I bought. They were very happy to see that it was more spacious than my hometown. My mother said on the spot that she liked it, and the large courtyard was just like the home.

I told her that there was a villa in Wangyuan Community. She was shocked and her father was shocked.

"Villa? I just heard of it before, but I didn't expect that my Xiaoyu also bought a villa! Let's go and have a look!"

There was no rest, so we had to urge me to go. In order to satisfy their curiosity, we went to Wangyuan Community.

After saying hello to Master Gao, his parents met him. When they arrived at the villa, the two of them ran up and down, from the first floor to the third floor, and walked back and forth several times. In addition to admiring and being happy, they were more proud.

"Xiaoyu is promising. She bought two houses at once, and one villa!"

Since entering the villa, my mother never stopped talking, and her father followed her, just grinning.

"There is no water or electricity, so I can't live there. The community has not yet been completed. Didn't you see it just now? It's under construction, and it's probably going to be soon."

I reassure them that they would not stay in the villa for too long.

My mother said, and I felt a little uncomfortable, but I knew it was my concern for me and their understanding.

"What are you living in? That courtyard is pretty good. We just take a look at this villa. Just come here occasionally and tell others that this is my home. In the future, this is the world of your couple, so your dad and I won't cause trouble."

When I returned to the courtyard, my mother started to clean up the house. The bedding was brought from my hometown, ready-made and spread it on. I had all the kitchen utensils. I picked some vegetables from the space, got a few fish, and then went to the wholesale station to carry bags of white flour, corn flour, and boxes of canned fish and side dishes.

My father asked me what they asked them to help me and what specific work should I do?

I didn't expect him to be so anxious.

"I'll tell you after I've thought about it. You can rest first, I'll go out for a while."

It was still early, so I had to go and sell my wheat and corn. Now I really can't drag these jobs until the next day. I guess I'm too busy to do it for a day and must be done on the same day.

I feel that my energy is so great. It’s not that I feel tired, but that I have limited time. The limited time does not allow me to do unlimited work. But the island has been growing, and the land area is getting bigger and bigger. Like the wind and snow, I keep reclaiming new land and planting grain as always.

There are now thousands of acres of land, and they are also very busy in the space. There were two people who were free to fish and play chess, but now they have to feed chickens and pick up eggs, load bullets, and pack boxes. This work almost takes up their spare time.

Sometimes I would pick up eggs together. Those chickens were raised freely. It can be said that the entire island was their territory. Some chickens would run far away to lay eggs, which led to the missing of many eggs.

Rufeng made a suggestion that it is best to wrap the chickens together and have an independent space so that those eggs will not be missed.

This idea is good. I bought some plastic woven mesh and a bundle of bamboo poles. Rufeng Ruxue circled an open space in the north of the warehouse and wrapped the chicken there.

In order for the chickens to drink water in time, they opened a ditch to lure the water into it. This way, there is no need to give them water every day.

Rufeng wants the chicken to have a cool shade, so it does not have to be exposed to the sun all the time. It uses the remaining blue bricks before to specifically build a chicken coop. When the sun is hot at noon, the chicken can escape the summer heat here.

What I even more praise is that it weaves many grass circles with Ruxue from wheat straw, puts them in the chicken coop, and lays a layer of broken wheat straw. The chickens are very spiritual and squat there when laying eggs. In this way, all the eggs are concentrated and will never be lost again.

Rufeng also transported all the egg holder cartons to the north end of the warehouse, which was closest to the chicken coop, so they saved a lot of effort when picking up the eggs and packing them.

I couldn't help but sigh, saying that this island belongs to me, why do I feel that Rufeng Ruxue is the real owner of this place? Everything here is under their control and under control.

My parents came, and I stopped eating dinner in the small building today, so I went back to the courtyard to accompany them. When I learned that I didn’t live here, my mother suddenly said.

"Then why are you buying so many houses?"

The father quietly touched his mother with his elbow.

"The old woman asked too much. My son is called investment. Money is waste paper at home. If you buy a house, it will increase your value. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Without saying anything, my father had already explained it to me, so my mother stopped asking.

"Who cooks for you when you live in the factory? Can the food in the cafeteria be as good as my mother? I feel so wronged. My mother cooks for you at home. You come back to eat, and then go back to the factory after eating!"

"Your mother is right, it's always okay to eat at home, right?"

My father actually cared about me very much, and they didn’t know my secret.

"It's a lot of trouble to eat when I come back, and the food in the factory is also good. Don't worry, I will come back and have a few meals, so I won't let me eat. I still want my mother to cook."
Chapter completed!