Chapter 432: Meng Deshou's New Challenge
A wing room was built on the west side of the front yard, a kang was built on one side of the wing, and the other side is now filled with firewood, and a kitchen was built in the middle.
On the east side of the courtyard is a vegetable field, which is now deserted, next to the pigsty, with a toilet.
Outside the pigsty, less than a meter away from the gate, there was a stout apricot tree, under which Huahua was now tethered.
After looking around the front yard, Leng Mei'er opened the back door and looked at the courtyard behind.
As expected, the backyard is overgrown with wild grass, but the area is not small, how can there be nearly half an acre of land.
Although Meng Zhenmin led people to clean up the house, he didn't have time to get the wild grass, so he could only wait for tomorrow to clean up.
After reading it, Leng Meier poked the man next to her with her elbow: "Master, you have also seen the house, what do you think?" β
Meng Dekui scratched his head, "It's quite big, but it's too hard to clean up." β
Leng Meier: ...... Although it is indeed tiring to clean up alone, is this what she is asking?
"Look, the Fu family's house has been built for more than ten years, but there is nothing damaged in any place, right?"
"Right~"
It shows that the Fu family built it very sturdily, and it can be regarded as a good house if it is not broken or leaked.
Look outside, open the courtyard gate of the backyard, it is Dacang Mountain, if you hunt or something, you don't have to worry about being seen at all, and it is highly hidden.
And most importantly, this house has no neighbors!
We don't have to worry about what we eat and drink in the future. β
"Daughter-in-law, do you mean that you want to buy Fu Sixi's old house?"
Leng Mei'er: "Yes. β
"But didn't you say you were going to build a new house at noon?"
"I want to build a new house for myself now!
But if there is an old house for us to transition, I can still accept it.
Come here, I'll draw it for you and you'll understand. β
Leng Mei'er broke a dry branch from the courtyard, then squatted down and began to draw.
Meng Dekui knew what she was drawing at a glance, it was a simple map of Meng Jiagou.
The southern side of Mengjiagou is almost in a straight line with another village, and the northern part of the village is recessed.
Because it is backed by Dacang Mountain, so the houses are also built by the mountain, according to the geographical location, Fu Sixi's house should be in the northwest corner of Mengjiagou, close to Dacang Mountain.
Ma Fugui's house was in the northernmost part, but it was in the groove that should be due north, and the two houses were not on the same line, and they were at least two miles apart.
Then go further east, is where the cowshed is located, because after the cowshed, go further east and go out of the range of Mengjiagou.
Now, there are only two vacated places close to Dacang Mountain, one is to the west of Meng Meifeng's house, and another house can be built, but unfortunately the area of three rooms can only be approved at most, which does not meet Leng Meier's requirements.
In the east, a large foundation could still be granted between Gou Daxiong's house and the cowshed, but needless to say, this place was directly excluded.
There is also a place to the west of the old mansion, because there are no people on the west side of the old mansion, and the foundation is not too small, but Meng Dekui himself passed this place, he doesn't want to see people he doesn't want to see every day.
The rest are the west and south of the village, but they were directly excluded by Meng Dekui, because if he still wants to hunt, those places are not suitable.
So after thinking about it, for now, Fu Sixi's house is the best choice for the two.
"Of course, if you don't have an existing house, you have to build a new one, but now don't you have another choice?
Besides, as long as the conditions allow in the future, we can tear down all this house and rebuild it, or it is not up to you to approve the foundation again. β
This life is a process of constant choice.
The option that is passed is not necessarily the wrong item, the difference is only which option is more beneficial.
Dinner was made by Meng Dekui, hand-rolled noodles made of marinated meat and pot.
After serving the three children, the husband and wife went to the kang early to rest.
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In a field base in a certain province.
A fierce selection is quietly underway.
Meng Deshou was delivered here five days ago.
What is it called delivery, just like sending a courier, the sender sends, he gets on the car, the recipient receives the mail, and he arrives at the station.
He was stunned during the whole process!
Because there was no one around him who he knew.
Fortunately, after arriving at the base, he inquired about some things with others, and knew that they came to participate in the selection competition, and as for what to do after the selection, he still didn't know anything!
Then the brutal training began, and the number of all the people on the first day was still 200.
By the afternoon of the next day, only one hundred and thirty men remained.
On the third day twenty-one people went.
On the fourth day, only seventy-six remained.
By this afternoon, only fifty-four remained.
Meng Deshou was sitting against the tree, constantly gasping wildly in his mouth.
He had just finished a long-distance run with weights, and he was in a good position, sixth.
But it's just good.
The captain in charge of training them has said that even if they are lucky enough to make it to the end, there is a chance that the base will not choose any of them, as none of them have been able to meet their standards so far.
Meng Deshou was a little unimpressed by such a statement, love it or not, don't pull it down, anyway, he was already ready to roll up and go back to the village, who let him offend the leader!
"Okay, two more people have withdrawn from today's weight-bearing long-distance running training, the others can go to dinner, and tomorrow morning there will be a shooting test, good luck to everyone!"
The same statement has been repeated for five days, anyway, it's either this or that, it's a test in the morning, and it's a test in the afternoon, and after the test, some people will leave, I really don't know what kind of person they want to choose?
The funniest thing is that one of the thirty-one people who left on the first day was eliminated because he was too good-looking......
Meng Deshou got up from the ground and slowly walked in the direction of the cafeteria with a few people around him.
"To be honest, if it weren't for the good food here, Lao Tzu would have chosen to quit a long time ago."
"Heh, I don't know what to eat in the cafeteria tonight, it's best to have braised pork, Lao Tzu can really eat a big bowl!"
"I can eat two bowls!"
"I can eat three bowls!"
"I can eat four bowls!"
Meng Deshou: ...... Why are they all so naΓ―ve?
At night, there is no braised pork, so even if they can eat a hundred bowls, they can only be hungry first, but the food is still very good, there is meat in several stir-fried dishes, and the staple food is also steamed rice and rice, which is much stronger than when they were in the recruit company.