Dawn.

In the foothills, on the grasslands.

Old man Sun was wearing a short coat and leading his sleepy-eyed little grandson, and when he walked out of the tent, he saw Mo Wen coming from a distance.

He couldn't help but wonder, and muttered in his heart: "This kid hasn't come back since he slipped out in the middle of the night, and he doesn't know what to do, he hasn't slept all night, how can he become more and more energetic now?"

How did he know that Mo Wen, who had just experienced the wonders of this place, how could he let go of the large amount of aura around him and not absorb and refine it?

In just one night, the spiritual power in his body has improved again!

How can this not make him excited? Just as the so-called people are in good spirits when they are happy, and the spring breeze is proud.

In a few moments, he ran up to the two of them, said hello to the old man, and picked up the little boy again, and made him frightened like a tanuki, and rose and fell in mid-air a few times, until there was a hysterical cry of rape all around, and then he was released back to the ground.

"Woo......" The little boy wiped his tears and nose, raised his eyes to look at his grandfather, and saw that the old man was grinning, without the slightest intention of upholding justice for him, and immediately turned his head and ran towards the curvaceous one of the several figures who had returned from the riverside Huanxi, and shouted as he ran: "Sister Sangye! There is a bad guy, bully me......"

This sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl named Mulberry Leaf, who was far away, was attracted by the movement here, and when she saw the little boy rushing towards her, she quickly leaned over and put down the wooden basin in her hand, opened her arms and hugged him, and while stroking his aggrieved little head, she looked up in the direction of his fingers—

This familiar gaze quickly reminded Mo Wen of last night's pot of fruit and that blush.

He was a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

It wasn't until he read the warm smile from the other party's clear eyes that he nodded and smiled in return.

After that, he remembered the name - "mulberry leaf".

Mulberry leaves, unpretentious.

The world praises the spring silkworm for its selflessness, but how many people will remember the mulberry leaves dedicated to it?

And at that moment, Mo Wen felt that life was like a mulberry leaf, but it was also vivid and brilliant!

At the beginning of the morning glow, most of the villagers have come out of their tents one after another and gathered to eat.

There, Aunt Li and the others had already been prepared.

The first thing I ate was sticky rice balls with assorted vegetables in them. Aunt Li said that this thing is anti-hunger, and only when the stomach is full can it be strong enough to work!

Mo Wen is very uninterested in this thing, he feels sticky to his teeth, and he has a swollen stomach after eating too much.

On the other hand, he is very human and his need for food has become less and less. If it weren't for the fact that the food looked so delicious, it would have been difficult to whet his appetite.

While everyone was holding rice balls and sitting together, a middle-aged man named Hao Haisheng, the great-grandson of Hao Laosi, began to arrange and arrange the work of the day.

Mo Wen also sat cross-legged and listened with interest.

This Hao Haisheng looks dark and thin, with deep sunken eye sockets, but a pair of eyes are always lean. From the look of trust on his face when everyone looked at him, it could be seen that he was already the main figure in the village.

After listening to a synopsis, Mo Wen also felt that this person had a meticulous and thoughtful plan and a clear and proper deployment, no wonder he was chosen by the villagers as the main person!

Rebuilding the entire village is obviously a huge undertaking for the people of this village. The first step in a journey of a thousand miles is to collect all kinds of materials needed to build a house.

Hao Haisheng prepared a budget for the original 31 houses in the village, based on the original scale, which listed in detail the types, quality, specifications, and demand of materials, and made strict regulations on the procurement progress.

Why is it so strict that the procurement schedule is regulated?

Hao Haisheng's explanation for this is only four words - the trade winds are coming.

Mo Wen has lived by the sea for a long time, so he naturally understands the meaning of these four words, and with the trade winds will come a long rainy season!

If the entire project is not completed before the rainy season, the result may be the second "disaster" for the villagers in recent times!

According to the estimation of Hao Haisheng and the experienced elders in the village, the time left for them is less than a month at most.

There are 123 people in the village, excluding the old and weak women and children, and there are less than 70 people who can work, and it is undoubtedly an extremely difficult task to build 31 houses in such a short period of time and put them in place!

Therefore, Hao Haisheng immediately announced: The first phase of material preparation must be completed within seven days, so as to leave room for subsequent construction!

So without further ado, let's get down to business and look at the distribution of personnel!

The general content is as follows:

Logging group: 20 people, led by woodcutter Qiao Sanaxe, responsible for going up the mountain to cut down trees and carrying them down the mountain to the wood processing point;

Quarrying group: 20 people, led by stonemason Shi Dang, responsible for the collection and transportation of whole stone and broken materials. The whole stone is handed over to the stonemasons group for post-processing, and the broken materials are collected at the entrance of the village, and the old and weak women and children help to break them together for later use;

Accessories group: eight people, commanded by Old Man Sun, responsible for dredging, soil, and making building adhesive materials;

Stonemason group: five people, composed of Shi Kangdang's three sons and two other strong men in the village, responsible for cutting and polishing the whole stone;

Carpenter group: five people, with the small carpenter yellow bench as the main force, with four helpers, responsible for sawing and processing the felled trees;

Blacksmith group: three people, composed of the old blacksmith in the village and his two little apprentices, responsible for the construction and repair of various instruments, and the production of iron parts for later construction;

In addition, five people are responsible for leveling the ruins of the village and recycling and sorting old materials.

At the same time, a mobile group headed by Zhao Xiaowu was set up, and corresponding arrangements were made for logistical support work.

It's really a matter of no detail, no return!

Mo Wen was amazed by this, and turned his head to Old Man Sun and asked a puzzle in his heart: "There are not many people in this village, why are the surnames so complicated when you listen to the list of personnel?"

"Hehe, you don't know about this-" Old man Sun deliberately sold a pass, took a bite of the rice ball in his hand, chewed it slowly, and at the end, drank a sip of water, and then said: "When the ancestors in the village first came here, there were only about a dozen people, and of course the surname was not as complicated as it is now. After several generations of reproduction, the number gradually increased. But when there are many people, there is a problem! What is the problem?—— is the matter of naming newborns! You must know that no one in this village has ever studied seriously, and the occasional person who can read some words is already very remarkable. Therefore, most people are not likely to have a name, as soon as a baby is born, in desperation, they can only use it at the time, in the place, in the object, and in the situation. For example, if a child is born on the fifteenth day of the first month, he will be named Yuanxiao; Those born on the seventh day of the seventh month of July are called Qixi - of course, there are also men called Cowherds and women called Weaver Girls. For example, this family makes a living by chopping wood, and the baby born is named Shanwa, and the son born by this is called Shanwa, and the son born can no longer be called Shanwa, so it is called a ravine, a hillside, and a mountain...... Anyway, it's like analogy, much the same...... The first few generations were able to cope with the past through this method of naming. But the more I go on, the more I find that it will not work to do it again! Because there are only so many names that can be used, and some ancestors have used them, and future generations can no longer use them! You can't have the same name and surname as your ancestors, right? Otherwise, will you sacrifice your ancestors or you when you sacrifice every year? On the other hand, there are more and more people with the same name and surname in the same period, for example, the name Shanwa, there are many people who use it, and it is said that there are six people called Shanwa in the village at the peak, and you shout at the entrance of the village, and there are six different voices to answer you! You bring your surname and shout again, and there are three more who promise...... So, later, someone came up with a solution, that is, to let the descendants gradually change their surnames and have different surnames, even if the names are repeated. If you don't collide with your ancestors, you won't have the same name and surname as anyone in front of you......! Later, this method was gradually adopted, and the surnames in the village became more and more complicated. Of course, there are also those who have always refused to change their surnames, such as Hao Haisheng and their family ......"

Hearing that this reason was so tortuous and long, Mo Wen couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and after a while, he exhaled and said, "I see...... Those who can come up with this method must be masters!" As he spoke, he thought about it, and looked at Old Man Sun curiously, "Uncle Sun, who dares to ask your name-"

The old man glanced at him angrily, and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense!

While speaking, the 100-person construction team has been put in place, and it is about to start!