Lu Zilin looked at Lao Xiucai's unhurried research and ink movements, and his heart was uncontrollable excited. As long as you can buy the two acres of water land of the Bai family, it is worth using ten acres of hillside land as an exchange condition.

The river land has two seasons a year, harvesting wheat and planting grain, harvesting grain and planting wheat, and planting cotton is the best land; It is also rare to guarantee a season of summer grain in the original slope dry land.

In addition, the terrain of the river is flat, and it is labor-saving to send and harvest dung, and a set of dung in ox carts is delivered to the field. His family has nearly 20 acres of water land in Hechuan, all of which were bought sporadically from one acre and a half acre, and distributed in all corners of the river.

The largest piece is only two acres and seven points, and a well has been drilled, and the seeds and harvests are guaranteed for two seasons. The rest are all narrow plots of land with eight points per mu, which cannot be drawn by drilling wells, and there is little harvest without drilling wells and drought.

Jiaxuan's two acres of water land are adjacent to his own one-acre and three-point land, and when combined together, it is a whole piece of three acres and three points, and it is also the first big plot in the whole river.

In the spring leisure season, you can start digging wells, and if there is a drought after the wheat harvest, you can put on a mule cart to water the ground and sow seeds without losing any time.

He squinted and pretended to watch Lao Xiucai write, and there was already a wooden bucket waterwheel pulled by a mule in his heart crunching and singing.

Bai Jiaxuan pressed his hands into a fist on the table, avoiding the brush in Lao Xiucai's hand, and staring at the densely labeled Chinese medicine cabinet with the name of the medicine tightly locked, as if he was in a very sad mood.

In fact, his heart is also a tumbling wave, the feng shui treasure land containing the white deer spirit already belongs to him, only wait for a moment before Lao Xiu can sign it after writing it, and there is no second person in the world who knows the secret of this land sale.

Lao Xiucai wrote the contract, and Mr. Leng first took it and read it, and then handed it to the owner of both the buyer and the seller to read it.

Mr. Leng handed the pen to Jiaxuan, who pinched the brush and paused for a moment, as if he had written his name ruthlessly.

Lu Zilin took the pen and stroked it easily for a while. Mr. Leng finally wrote his name under the Chinese style, and it was signed by Lao Xiucai at the end.

Mr. Leng took the clay box, and the four of them dipped their index fingers in the red clay one after another, and then pressed them down on the contract together.

In duplicate, one for the buyer and one for the seller. Mr. Leng poured wine into everyone's cup and drank it together.

At breakfast the day after the sale or exchange of land, Bai Jiaxuan told his mother about it.

Before Jiaxuan finished speaking, Bai Zhao raised his hand and slapped him, and the heavy sterling silver bracelet on his wrist broke Jiaxuan's gums, and his mouth was immediately bleeding, and he couldn't tell the difference.

Lu San threw down his chopsticks, scooped a scoop of cold water, and asked Jiaxuan to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth. Bai Zhao came to Mr. Leng's Chinese medicine shop, and just spit out as soon as he entered the door

The words "the ...... of the land" fell to the ground and fell unconscious. Mr. Leng let go of the hand that was giving a peasant woman a pulse, took out a thin needle from his wallet, and pierced it into Bai Zhao's acupoint, and Bai Zhao cried out.

At this time, Mr. Leng learned that Jiaxuan had not discussed with his mother at all, but the wood had already been completed, the water had been splashed on the ground, and the wall had been torn down, so he could only comfort Bai Zhao.

Bai Zhao's heart disease is not whether the two acres of water land can be sold, but such a major matter, the son dared to do it without telling her, so naturally he didn't treat her as a human being at all.

Thinking that a few years after the death of the old man Bingde, his son treated her as a human being, and Bai Zhao's family was almost angry. Bailu Village gossip suddenly arose, saying that Bai Jiaxuan was in a hurry to beg his mother-in-law to sell the Tianzi Water Land, and he didn't dare to tell the old lady that he was clear, and he couldn't stand it.

The father and son of the Lu family are glad in their hearts, the mother and son are making a good trouble! The people in the entire Bailuyuan knew that it would be better for the Bai family to sell the Tianzi water land to the Lu family.

Bai Jiaxuan stroked his already swollen cheeks, and was not angry with his mother. Except for his brother-in-law, Mr. Zhu, the White Deer Elf's secrecy is no longer extended to anyone, including of course, his mother, who has bleeding teeth and swollen cheeks.

It is actually beneficial for the mother to make trouble with Mr. Leng at home and even at the Chinese medicine shop in Bailu Town, and the Lu family will be more convinced of the truth and will not suspect whether there is fraud.

According to the agreement drawn up by the two parties in the contract, the wheat was harvested and the land was abandoned, and the summer grain of that year was harvested by the old master, which was regarded as the last harvest of each person on their original land, and the autumn crops were about to change hands and be sown.

When the father and son of the Lu family stepped into the newly purchased two acres of water land with a shovel, the sky was slightly bright, and the robins were noisy over the treetops.

For this unusual thing, the father and son came to do it in person, but they assigned Liu Mou'er, a long-term worker, to do other work.

The father pointed to a lump of ground with his foot and said, "Dig here." The son had only dug for a while when he heard the screeching sound of the iron and stone crashing, and there was no mistake in the direction of the boundary stone.

The bluestone boundary stone engraved with small characters in the east, west, north and south was wet and dried in the faint morning light, and the lime and charcoal chips underneath were still black and white.

Lu Zilin looked at the boundary stone that had just been dug up and asked, "Dad, do you remember when this boundary stone was planted?" Lu Taiheng said without thinking: "I asked your father, but your father can't say." Lu Zilin didn't ask anymore, this is undoubtedly an ancestral industry that has not changed for generations.

Now it's changed, and it's up to him to do it. Lu Taiheng held his sturdy hands behind his back, kicked the boundary stone with his feet, and pushed it all the way to the edge of the path on the ground.

From south to north along the boundary stone, there is a permanent ** non-guilty ridge beam, which is overgrown with weeds such as wild wormwood, verbena, Kan grass, mint, triangular, knotweed, and cordyceps longifolia.

The owners of the land on both sides of the ridge did not allow them to grow into their fields, let alone eradicate them, and they have been growing as they are today for generations.

Compared to the scolding and brawls that occur on the ridges of many boundaries in the river, the owners on both sides of the ridges of this boundary are exemplary.

The father and son of the Lu family have already started to dig up this ridge beam, and what they dug out was a clump of yellow, black, brown, red grass roots of all kinds of weeds coiled together, and then those grass roots were smashed on the head of the hammer to shake off the soil, and threw them on the shiny wheat stubble, which only took one day to dry and fill the stove as firewood.

This ridge that has adhered to the life of several generations is disappearing foot by foot under the shovel of the Lu family father and son, and when it is put on a mule and ploughed with a ploughshare, this ridge beam is gone, and the original one-acre three-point land of the family and the newly purchased two acres of land of the Bai family are completely harmoniously merged into one.

His son Lu Zilin said: "I will plant the grain in this land first. Father Lu Taiheng said: "Plant!" The son said, "After planting the Akita, I will dig a well for this field." The father said, "Hit!" The son said that he had already made an appointment with a few people to dig the well, and the carpenter who cut the wooden bucket waterwheel had also said hello, and these two major events were carried out at the same time, and the waterwheel could be installed when the well was completed.

My father said, "This will save you the trouble for the craftsman." "The sun is already shining brightly, and it's time to go home for breakfast.

The son suddenly asked, "I heard that Jiaxuan is going to move his father's grave?" The father said indifferently: "The more you toss, the worse it gets!" If you love to accommodate, if you love to toss, you will toss!"