On the beach, there were bursts of children's shouts and laughter.

A group of barefoot children, chasing and running on the beach, leaving behind strings of laughter.

There are also a few domestic stupid dogs, whose scientific name is the Chinese Pastoral Dog, following behind the children, howling and chasing the children's footprints.

Children don't just play, they stop from time to time to dig up shrimp or shellfish on the beach, and every time they catch, they let out bursts of laughter.

What a carefree age, without the troubles of the world, enjoying childhood to the fullest, enjoying the joy of harvest.

Yu Qingyang secretly decided that just for the sake of these children, he would make these children's laughter more cheerful and pure, and he would also solve those sea tyrants.

"Yangzi, thank you for your kindness! I believe that these bad things will be punished sooner or later! Don't think about it, let's go back to dinner!" Yu Fushan thought that Yu Qingyang was embarrassed by not being able to help the village, so he comforted with a smile.

Yu Qingyang didn't explain, let alone say that he wanted to solve the cancer of Haiba.

No one believes it when it comes out.

Moreover, it is definitely not so simple to solve the cancer of Haiba.

Hua Yu is rich now, but he is not a law enforcement agency, so he cannot order law enforcement agencies to do anything.

But it's not like it can't be done.

Pulling the tiger's skin, building momentum, and exerting pressure, Yu Qingyang will still play these methods.

By the way, that Wang Dashao should be able to help.

Maybe you can get in touch with him.

There are some things that are not easy to do if they go directly to the official face.

Wang Dashao is in Caidu, and he is definitely a prince-level figure.

What the princes of the capital can't do in the dishes, they can definitely do it with Wang Dashao.

Wang Dashao is the far younger brother Yu Qingyang met before, Wang Guanghui.

Wang Guangyuan is a good boy and is still in school, but Wang Dashao and Hui Shao have already left school, and they are well-known figures in Caidu and even in the entire Kite City.

Those sea tyrants, in the eyes of Yu Fushan and others, are such difficult characters, but in the eyes of Hui Shao, they are clowns who jump off the beam, and if they are unhappy, they can be pinched to death at will.

With a decision, Yu Qingyang was no longer entangled, turned around and followed Yu Fushan to leave the beach and return to the old house.

Back at the old house, the time was just right, the meal was ready to be served.

"Why did you come back?" Dad saw Yu Qingyang and asked casually.

"I went to the beach and took a look! I thought about something!" Yu Qingyang also replied casually.

As Yu Qingyang, Yu Fushan, Yu Fumin and others took their seats, they began to serve.

There are the most famous pike crabs, prawns, shrimp crawlers, and eight-ribbon fish··········

Then there is braised pork, pork ribs, beef stewed potatoes, and lamb stewed in sauce·········

Rural people pay attention to affordability.

Really affordable!

Barracuda crabs and shrimp crawlers are served in small pots.

At the dinner table, Yu Qingyang deeply felt the enthusiasm of his old family.

Fishermen deal with the sea all year round, and the amount of alcohol is not bad.

Yu Fushan and Yu Fumin are in their seventies, and they can still drink catties of wine.

Fortunately, the old family's persuasion of alcohol is not a blind persuasion, but a test of the amount of alcohol to persuade drinking.

After a meal, uncle, father, and Yu Qingyang were almost drunk.

Yu Qingyang is better when he is young.

Lying on the hard kang, Yu Qingyang was really not used to it.

The fire kang is hot and comfortable to sleep in winter, and it is okay in summer, it is very comfortable to be cool and silky, but it is not good in spring and autumn, and the diaphragm can be used.

There was no word for a night, and the next day, the ancestor worship officially began, and then the tomb was visited.

The ancestor worship is held in the ancestral hall of the Yu family, and the whole village participates.

Going to the grave is to go to the grave of each of their elders.

Yu Qingyang and uncle, dad went to the grave, naturally to go to the grave for grandpa and grandma.

There is also a grave for grandfathers and grandmothers.

Place the offerings, draw a circle on the ground, and then start burning paper and kowtowing.

The paper is burned only on the grave of the grandfather, and then the grandfather is followed to the grave of the grandmothers, the grandfather and the grandmother, and they are invited to the grave of the grandfather to enjoy the offerings.

When he went to the grave, Yu Qingyang was a little emotional.

Many Chinese, crying and shouting for their sons, say what to inherit incense, and after they die, someone will burn paper to the grave.

There is a huge price to pay for this.

Some people have been punished and ruined, some people have lost their jobs, and some people have even lost their lives.

Actually, it's not worth it when you think about it.

The vast majority of people are like them, and they only go to the grave for their parents, and at most for their grandparents.

Further, no one went to the grave to burn paper.

It's okay to have an ancestral hall like the Yu family, and you can also enjoy a little incense in the ancestral hall.

However, the vast majority of people in China do not have ancestral halls.

In other words, if you want a son again, at most, you will be able to enjoy the burning of paper from your grandson to the grave and enjoy their incense.

Then the great-grandson's incense was basically broken.

In this respect, the difference between a son and a daughter, that is, in the future, the grandson may go to your grave and burn paper.

And the grandson is basically impossible.

went to the grave quickly, and when the paper was burned, Yu Qingyang left the cemetery with his uncle and father and returned to the village.

Along the way, many relatives and people from the same village came to the grave, and everyone talked and laughed, which was very lively.

When going to the grave on the Qingming Festival, except for those who have just lost their loved ones, there is basically not much sadness to be seen.

People like Yu Qingyang who have never even seen grandparents' noodles are not sad.

Admire the weedy beach along the way.

"Uncle Fukuyama, I heard that the watermelons grown in the saline-alkali land are very sweet!

Why don't you think you can grow some watermelons?"

"Can watermelons be grown in saline-alkali land?" Yu Fushan looked at Yu Qingyang with disbelief on his face.

"Of course! The salt-alkali watermelon is very sweet!

In fact, not only watermelons can be grown in saline-alkali land, but also many things, such as wolfberries and sunflowers, which can be planted in saline-alkali land!" Yu Qingyang said with a smile.

It's not that Yu Fushan has a short knowledge, but it is actually passed down from generation to generation, and crops do not grow on saline-alkali land, plus they mainly make a living from fishing, not farming, so they don't pay much attention to saline-alkali land.

Let it be deserted and overgrown with weeds.

Of course, the saline land is not only barren grass, but also clumps of willow branches.

It is a wild white willow, and the white willow is also a saline-tolerant arbor plant, but these white willows are wild, so they are not big.

"Really, fake?"

"Of course it's true, Uncle Fukuyama, you can go to the county agricultural bureau and ask about it!"

"If you can really grow watermelons, wolfberries, and sunflower seeds, that's great!" Yu Fushan longed.

Yujia Bay, as the name suggests, is a small bay.

There are hundreds of thousands of acres of saline-alkali land behind Yujiawan.

Of course, not all of these saline-alkali lands are from Yujiawan.

There are also tens of thousands of acres belonging to Yujiawan.

With so much land, if you plant watermelons and wolfberries, it's all money!