"Hey, have you heard, that Zhen Nier of the Meng family contracted that wasteland!"

"It can't be the wasteland on the North Slope, right? You don't want to give away this wasteland for nothing, don't say that you waste seeds in vain, and you work hard in vain, maybe Meng Fanhao didn't tell people the details of this piece! ”

"Probably not, no matter what that Zhen Nier said, it is also their old Meng family, even if she is surnamed Wang, he can't pit her. Even if it is a bully, then you have to take care of Meng Qingyu's face. I heard that when he built a school last year, Meng Qingyu paid a lot of money. ”

"That's it!"

"Oh, you don't know this, people know that this is wasteland, and they don't plan to plant it at all, I heard from the Meng Er's family, they are contracted to dig a pond, and this wasteland is not a lotus pond. When I passed by the village committee, I saw an excavator parked there, probably because Meng Fanhao helped her find it to dig a pond. Why don't we go and have a look? ”

"Let's go, let's see! Maybe I can dig up a treasure! ”

"If you really want to have a baby, it's also someone else's real girl, just be bold with her, it's not Meng Qingyu's niece!"

Now it's not a busy farm, because the cold wheat field can't be watered yet, so the people in the village are relatively idle, I heard that Meng Zhen is digging a pond, and digging is still a famous strange land in the village, so they all ran to see the excitement. For a moment, there was a circle of people around the wasteland. People watched the excavator "rumble" and talked about it curiously.

When digging to a depth of one meter, the excavator suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, why didn't you dig it?"

"It seems that something has been dug up, and the driver is shouting loudly with Zheniel!"

"Oh, isn't there really a baby, then she's going to be rich!"

Meng Zhen approached the excavator, just the driver said that there seemed to be something dug inside, and when she heard the whispers of the villagers, she was also a little curious, so she asked the master to help dig things up.

After a while, in the eyes of everyone's expectation and envy, a big stone slab was completely dug out, and when it was put on the ground, everyone hula came up,

"What is this, how do I look like a stone table!"

"It's just a stone table, and I should have dug up some treasure!"

"Alas! How can there be so many treasures to dig up?! ”

Meng Zhen stepped forward and looked at it, it was a stone slab about two meters long and one meter wide, because it was sticky to the soil, so he couldn't tell what it was.

"Why is this so familiar," Wang Sanye also came over, holding a smoke ring in his mouth: "By the way, isn't this the stone table that was originally placed in the courtyard of Meng Qingyu's house, and later his house became the warehouse of the production team, and the stone table disappeared." After he took it back to the yard, he searched for it all over the village, why did he throw it here? ”

As soon as Wang Sanye said, the older generation of people had an impression, and they nodded after looking at it, "That's right, it's his family's stone table, and it should be four stone piers under the pomegranate tree, and it is estimated that it is also in the ground!" ”

When Meng Zhen heard this, since this was originally in the yard, then she would dig it up. He motioned to the master to dig and dig again, and sure enough, he dug out four more stone benches.

Seeing that Meng Zhen wanted to get the stone table home, Meng Fanhao beckoned a few young people who were watching the excitement: "Meng Xiangyong, Meng Xiangfeng, Meng Xiangde, a few of you come here, all take a hand and help Meng Zhen carry home!" “

The three young men agreed, put the four stone benches on the stone slabs, and carried them towards Meng Zhen's house. Fortunately, the road was not far, and Meng Zhen followed in a few minutes. The three of them put the slate in the yard, this slate is really not light, fortunately the road is close, just a few minutes of the road is tired enough.

Meng Zhen saw that they were so tired that they were sweating, so he rushed back to the living room to get three packs of cigarettes, and regardless of whether people smoked or not, one person gave a box, and said one by one, hard work, thank you.

Coincidentally, the three of them are addicts, and they also know the goods, and they are all happy when they see that it is China, and finally help people to carry the stone table to the bottom of the pomegranate tree, and adjust the position for her before leaving.

Meng Zhen sent the three villagers away, turned around and came to the small restaurant in the village, and ordered a few dishes. Today she was going to watch over the wasteland, and she didn't have time to cook.

When she returned to the ground, the crowd was talking again. What's wrong? Did you dig up something again?

Meng Zhen squeezed in to see that the pond had been dug to a meter and a half, and now the excavator stopped again. It turned out that the pond began to seep water, and the driver didn't know what was wrong, so he stopped and waited for Meng Zhen to come back.

Meng Zhen looked at it, and asked the driver to continue digging, anyway, now this wasteland is hers, and there is no rule in the village that it cannot be used to dig ponds, nor does it require her to only dig to one meter five, her plan is to dig to a depth of two meters.

"Boom—" After a few more diggings, the bottom of the pond bubbled like a boiling pot.

"Ah, look, the spring is out!"

"Oh, look at that fountain!"

"What a wicked sect, there is actually a spring under this wasteland!"

"What, I'll take a look!"

Wang Sanye also squeezed to the front and looked at the spring water coming out of the bottom of the pond: "That's right, this was a pond before." At that time, we wondered how this pond came from, after all, it was still far away from the Jade River, and it turned out that there was a spring below! ”

"Zhennier, you have to protect this pool, this wasteland has been deserted for twenty or thirty years, and no one has taken a fancy to it, thinking it is a waste, who would have thought that it would be a treasure."

"Hey, third grandfather, don't worry, I will take good care of this pond."

Here, people are accustomed to call unmarried girls "Nier", and whatever is their name, they add "Nier" after the last word of the name and call it "a certain Nier". Some didn't have a name at first, just like the daughter of the second aunt in the backyard, who directly called her "Da Nier". At first, she was not used to it, but later found out that it was the people in the village who expressed their acceptance of her and did not treat her as an outsider. So when she was older, she and those who were older than her began to call her "Zhennier". Listening to it, she also felt kind.

Since the spring was dug, it was not easy to dig deeper, so the driver piled up the excavated soil on the hillside according to Meng Zhen's requirements. Meng Zhen originally planned to pull these soil to other places, after all, she was also worried that there was a problem with these soils. Now that the springs have been dug up, the soil should be suitable for planting trees. She planned to lay all this soil on the slope she had contracted, and the slope was washed away by the rain, and the mud from digging the pond was covered, so that it could be saved to move the soil elsewhere.

The excavator was still digging methodically, and the spring seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and the clear spring water gushed out, and the bottom was overflowing in a moment. I've heard that the springs in Quancheng are very famous, and she even went to the park to see them when she was in school.

However, due to the overexploitation of groundwater in previous years, the spring water is almost depleted. Even the world's first spring was in crisis, and it was only then that people began to realize that the spring city they talked about was no longer worthy of its name, and they began to call for a ban on the unauthorized exploitation of groundwater and the protection of water and springs.

Although after several years of hard work, the spring water has been difficult to survive the crisis, but the former "spring water from every house" and the grand occasion of removing the floor tiles is a spring no longer exists, and can only be reproduced in literary works and the memories of the elderly.

I didn't expect that in the wasteland contracted by myself, a spring was dug out, which was too surprising, and there was no need to divert water from the spring pond, and the spring water was alive, and the fish were raised in it, and the taste was definitely not bad.

The more Meng Zhen thought about it, the more excited she became, and she almost saw the dreamy scene of lotus flowers blooming and frogs chirping cicadas.

The old people on the side also began to speculate, it is estimated that the custodian of the warehouse at that time thought that the stone table was in the way, so he secretly threw it into the lotus pond, and the stone slab pressed the spring, and a good pond became a wasteland and a dead place.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost noon, and the onlookers began to go home for dinner one after another. Talking to each other along the way, some scolded the custodian for his lack of morality, and some envied Meng Zhen's good luck. But there is no dispute about the ownership of the spring, after all, it was dug up in someone's land, and the land has been deserted for nearly 30 years, and no one has contracted it. If it weren't for the courage of the Meng family's girl, who still paid a normal price when she knew that it was wasteland, I don't know how long this spring would have been buried. So, it's the luck of Zhennier, and it can't be stopped.

Meng Zhen invited the driver and the village chief to go to the small restaurant for dinner, and the boss also heard the discussion of the people in the village, and kept congratulating Meng Zhen on getting a good fortune as soon as he opened the excavation, and the future will be more prosperous.

The driver had to continue working in the afternoon, so she couldn't drink, so she accompanied Village Chief Meng to drink two beers. Liu Jiajia and Feng Xiaoyan received a text message from Meng Zhen, knowing that they were eating in a small restaurant, and they didn't go home after class and came over directly. On the way, they heard that a spring was dug in the field contracted by Sister Meng, and they were very curious, but because the village chief and the driver were there, they felt a little restrained, so they hurriedly went to class after eating enough. Anyway, after class, they can go directly to the field to have a look.

After lunch, Village Chief Meng went back to the village committee by himself while Meng Zhen and the driver went to the wasteland to continue excavation. She expected to dig all eight points of the land into a pond, but only partially dug in the morning, and the workload was still heavy in the afternoon. The pond was moistened by the spring water, the soil was much softer, and the work went smoothly, and by the evening it was finished.

After paying, the driver drove the excavator away, Meng Zhen sat casually by his pond, looking at the bubbling spring, and the soil dug out from the bottom of the pond was also wet and piled on the slope, which did not look like wasteland at all from a distance, but very fertile soil. Meng Zhen thought, what about the wasteland, when the time comes, it will be a big deal to move some yellow soil from the manor to pave it, which will definitely make the fruit trees grow luxuriantly.

In her wheat field, the wheat seedlings are also thriving. In the past, she thought that the wheat field should be watered as often as the vegetable field, but after asking the second aunt, she found out that the wheat field does not need to be watered so frequently, and now it is the regreening period of wheat, and it is enough to water it twice. This year, the spring cold is more serious, and there is no watering, probably in April. What needs to be done now is to loosen the soil and hoe the grass in the wheat field regularly.

Looking at everything in front of him, Meng was full of longing for a new life: growing vegetables, raising fish, planting fruit trees, and harvesting wheat. What's the big deal without a job, we still live the same life, and we will be happier and happier than we were before.