Spring is a busy season for Sijiaping, and everyone is busy with the biggest source of income of the year, even leaving early and returning late, and most families do not return home until after 9 p.m.

Canghai didn't go out early in the morning today, Shi Wei also stayed at home, and only Lin Jinyong, Ping'an and Wu Hui went to Fenghuanggou to start work.

Canghai and his family didn't go out because they were lazy, but today the teacher Guan Qidong brought a new batch of students to Sijiaping Village to sketch.

The last year's sketching effect was very good, and now Canghai's alma mater has a new plan, that is, to sign an agreement with Sijiaping Village, so that Sijiaping Village will become the sketching base of the School of Architecture of Jingshi University.

For example, in the past, the place where Jingshi University sketched was nothing more than a few points, either southern Anhui, such as Hongcun or something, or Zhouzhuang, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, but with the rise of tourism, there are more and more tourists in these places, and the cost of sketching is getting higher and higher, which is a burden for students.

What is the most important thing, there are too many people to affect the students' schoolwork, now Sijiaping Village suddenly jumped out, the scenery is still characteristic, the top of the valley is broad and magnificent in the northwest, and there are quiet and leisurely woodland lakes in the valley.

What's more, there are some animals, especially bears, foxes, etc., which are not afraid of people at all, and provide students with rich sketching materials.

The two most important points are the quiet scenery, so the teachers and students of Jingshi University naturally had such an idea.

At more than ten o'clock, two buses drove into the village, and Canghai, Shi Wei, Hu Shijie, and the others stood at the entrance of the village to welcome the guests.

Waiting for the bus to stop, Guan Qidong was the first to walk out of the bus, looked up at the lush village, and said with a sigh: "Every time I come to Sijia Village, I can feel its changes, this tree is more and more lush year by year, I think when I first came, many of them were still wrist-thick small trees, and now they are all big trees with thick bowls, and it is also appropriate to say that the crown is like a flower, I don't think it will take many years, and your four villages will be covered by the forest."

"Teacher, you will sigh with emotion at this time, how can I take it" Canghai stepped forward with a smile, reached out and took the small suitcase in the teacher's hand into his hand, and reached out with the other hand to help Guan Qidong.

Guan Qidong shook his hand lightly: "It's not that age yet!"

"Why didn't Shi Niang come with you, you two like it here, so you just come to live often, and now the place in the village is bigger!" Canghai said.

"Your sister is now compiling textbooks, and she didn't have time to come over for a while, so she wanted to come," Guan Qidong said with a smile.

In the past, the entrance of the village was in the east of the village, and now the east of the village began to dig a new kiln, such as Zhang Jiusheng and Qu Guowei for the old man, plus some married young people in the village chose to dig a new kiln in the east of the village, so the entrance of the village has become the middle of the village from the east of the village.

There are now no less than 20 new kilns in the east of the village, and in addition to the new homes of young people, the village has expanded several new kilns for guests, and now the village can accommodate up to 100 people, which is more than the population of the village.

There are also two offices in the village, and in short, the village now has the appearance of an administrative village.

The students and teachers who followed Guan Qidong came to Sijiaping Village for the first time, and they originally looked at the featureless small brick houses and large and small old-fashioned western-style buildings along the way, which made these students and teachers feel a little lost in their hearts, but when they arrived at Sijiaping Village, they immediately felt that their eyes were bright.

The whole village can hardly see the dilapidated of those earthen kilns seen on the road, the walls are blue bricks, the window houses of each house are floor-to-ceiling, wide and bright, the entrance of each family's house has the Chinese-style eaves that extend out, and the ground is a piece of blue striped stone, each piece has a step wide, three or four steps long, each layer of broken platform has a broken brick guardrail, and there are antique lamps on the guardrail.

There are two downhill stairs paved with green boards in the village, slightly winding, it is natural to go to the bottom of the slope, there is a square at the bottom of the city, you can vaguely see some outdoor fitness equipment in the community, there is a Chinese-style two-storey building on the south and north side of the square, there is a stone bridge across the stream at the entrance of the village, the stone bridge is still with a top, like a pavilion riding on the stream.

The village is surrounded by green trees, and as soon as you enter the village, you immediately feel the fragrance of leaves in the air.

Most of these students were students who grew up in the south, even two or three were born in the central and western regions, and it was rare to see such an environment as Sijiaping Village.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, it's like a little park."

"Yes, yes, no wonder the senior sister who has been here is envious when she hears that we are coming here!"

"I heard that they are going to Dunhuang to eat sand this autumn."

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A group of students began to chatter as if there were a hundred and ten ducks in the village.

Not to mention that there are really ducks in the village, and there are no less than four or five hundred, and these ducks together are not as noisy as these students.

Guan Qidong introduced the teacher who led the team, and then after a few words of cold noise between the two sides, they began to allocate accommodation, which had already been arranged, so there was nothing to say, Canghai and others took Guan Qidong and the students to the door of the village to entertain the kiln, and the students swam into the kiln like fish in the pond.

Many students who have never slept in a Chase bunk, not to mention the excitement.

Canghai saw that the students were almost arranged, so he said to the teacher: "Teacher, do you want to go to my house or do you say?"

Guan Qidong waved his hand: "Let's live with the students, don't specialize, by the way, we have received the things you asked Wen Yi to send, next time send less, where will our family eat."

"If you can't eat it, you can give it away!" Canghai said with a smile.

If you follow the teacher's family, how much can you send, and it's not enough to pay for fuel back and forth. These things are naturally expensive when they are put on Zhang Jiusheng's side, but for Canghai, they are all produced in the greenhouse in his own pond, and they are just picked!

Guan Qidong had to smile bitterly, every time Canghai, a student, sent something, the neighbors around him began to go to Guan Qidong's house, knowing that the old couple couldn't eat it at home, so they had to come over to fight the autumn breeze.

And the old couple is not a stingy person, this family sends a fish, that family sends half a goose or something, and in the past two years, Guan Qidong's beauty evaluation in the neighborhood has continued to rise.

Guan Qidong sent it here, and people would give it back when they got good things from time to time, although everyone said that they lived together, they all held the shelf of intellectuals, but the number of etiquette is really more than that of ordinary people.

Originally, the usual contacts were not very intimate, but they were nodding their heads, but now that they are good, the old professors in most of the small buildings are a little bit like the old farmers in the countryside, and in the summer, a group of old intellectuals sat at the bottom of the building, made tea and played chess, and began to have fun.

People are like this, once they are enthusiastic about communication, the surrounding neighborhood relations will naturally become more and more harmonious.

"Let's go, I'll put my things down, let's talk about school cooperation" Guan Qidong didn't say much, knowing that his own student wouldn't listen to him at all in this regard, so he changed the topic.

When Canghai heard this, he and Hu Shijie followed Guan Qidong to put down their luggage, and Shi Wei helped Guan Qidong make the bed, and Canghai and the others entered the village office and began to talk about cooperation.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about, Canghai is from Jingshi University, this is his alma mater, and the money or something just means it, so soon the two sides signed an agreement.

After signing the agreement, a small listing ceremony was held, and a small bronze plaque was hung at the door of the village office, carved in red letters: Sketching Base of the Department of Architecture of Jingshi University!

As soon as everyone was busy with their work, and the students who had gathered together also applauded enthusiastically, there was the sound of cattle calling from there.

Canghai turned his head and found that the two old brothers, Li Liren and Li Licheng, were driving their pack horses over here.

These pack horses were brought by Canghai from the poachers, and when the two old men rushed over, the supplies on the pack horses had not yet been unloaded.

Hu Shijie didn't know, but when he saw Li Liren's two old brothers driving a group of good pack horses from Yunnan, he immediately asked loudly: "Where did these things come from?"

Li Licheng replied loudly: "How do we know that everyone is planting watermelons over there, and these things have been brought over by a bear! We were also stunned for a long time, and finally we had no choice, so we drove them back, and when we came, we had already called the police, and it is estimated that the police will be almost there."

When Canghai heard this, he was worried in his heart, it was originally Canghai who had the mind of blackening this batch of Yunnan horses, who knew that he hadn't seen the horses yet, and the simple villagers actually chose to call the police.

In fact, Canghai is thinking about it, if you put it a few years ago, the villagers must have the same idea as Canghai when they saw this thing, that is, it is black, anyway, it is all ownerless, no matter how you look at it, it is all money, what is the black spot thing that does not steal or rob?

Don't complain about the narrow vision of the villagers, they used to not be able to buy half a pack horse of this kind in a year, and it was normal to be dark.

But now, the villagers have money in their pockets, and they have come up with consciousness or something, and these pack horses have little impact on their lives, and they will not violate their conscience if they hand them over, so they naturally choose to turn them in.

The so-called poor ** plan, the conscience of the rich and long sometimes has a certain truth, you can't talk about any moral standards with hungry people, that is really a hooligan.

Everyone has already called the police, and it is impossible for Canghai to jump out against it and shout: Let's hack this batch of supplies and livestock!

Canghai is also a face-saving person, and besides, in front of dozens of juniors and sisters, he is really embarrassed to do this! Wei Guangzheng's image still has to be maintained.

A group of students were also very curious when they saw the pack horse, and began to look around the pack horse, this one reached out to touch the horse's back, the other brushed the horse's ears or something, and the clever one went directly to the grass to pick up two handfuls of grass and feed the horses. One by one, they have become little grooms, and they are quite attentive to serving the horses, and it is estimated that many people have not served food to Lao Tzu Niang at home.

About half an hour later, two police cars drove into the village one after the other and began to take a look at the situation.

After learning about the situation, the police checked the supplies and transferred the things on the horseback to the cart, and the horses were left in the village.

There is no way for the police to do it, and several horses have to consume a lot of forage in a day.

Besides, even if there is forage, how many policemen can be sent to feed the horses all day long wearing police uniforms?

One or two days is OK, but who knows when the owner will come to claim it, and with the thoughts of these officers, it is impossible for anyone to claim these pack horses, because the materials on the back of the horses reveal the identity of the owners of these pack horses: poachers!

For example, the folks around here, there are a few families who have the money to buy these things, take a look, what are the supplies, animal traps, anesthetics are all available, does this seem like what a good person should have?

Of course, for the police, they wish that someone would come and claim it, so they don't have to worry about arresting people directly, and they also seriously suspect that these supplies are the group of people sent by the soldiers a few days ago. Suspicion is suspicion, but it is not enough to arrest people, and what fingerprints or anything are not played by a small county police station, not to mention that these animals have already been picked up by a group of students, and they want to collect fingerprints? Maybe they will be busy until the Year of the Monkey.

Canghai helped drive the cattle to the place where they grazed during the day, and looked at these Yunnan horses mixed into the herd, and suddenly sighed in his heart: It was not in vain to work in vain, and in the end there was a little oil and water!