I have a portable farm

The next day, Han Jun led the construction team into Xingzhuang, which made countless people excited. Although it was just construction, many people had already gathered at the construction site.

Xingzhuang is about 20 miles away from Xihanling, but no one said that the business of buns in the small village of Xingzhuang would definitely be affected.

Because everyone knows that Zhao Xinyu is a sign. As long as Zhao Xinyu is there, even if he spreads the buns in an unattended village, he will attract countless diners.

Steamed buns of various flavors became very popular in a short period of time, which forced many steamed bun shops to start making internal rectifications. They all knew that even though the steamed bun shops were opened in Xingzhuang, they would still attract a lot of people because there are many people in Xihanling. Free battery cars are available. People only need to enter Xihanling and the surrounding villages to ride the battery cars.

The steamed stuffed bun shop that is closer to Xihanling and is not very popular even posted an advertisement for sublease. They knew in their hearts that places far away might not be affected much, but they would definitely be affected because of me. The kind of steamed stuffed buns that hit the Internet appeared, and business plummeted.

Because of the popularity of steamed buns and the fact that the taste of leeks in Fengjiazhuang and Taicun is indeed different from the well-known Jiucai, in just a few days, nearly 400 acres of leeks in Fengjiazhuang and Taicun were sold out by the public.

Leeks have become a hot commodity, which makes Han Tianliang and Han Jun who once opposed Zhao Xinyu's planting of leeks feel incredible.

They have seen panic buying of other vegetables, but this is the first time they have seen the phenomenon of leeks.

Because of the influence of the leek stuffed buns, many vegetable farmers have seen business opportunities. They have left messages on the official website of the Dijun Group, asking if they can sell leek seeds.

Zhao Xinyu has never refused these requests, and he responded immediately. Not only leek seeds, but also green onions and chive seeds that have not been sold to the outside world in the village, he will give them away for free. However, as before, the growers He couldn't guarantee whether it could be planted.

While the steamed buns are booming, the apricots on the mountain are also filled with a strong fragrance. In the past two years, the apricots in Xihanling have attracted countless people. For a time, in the villages where apricots are grown, people are buying apricots everywhere on the mountain. people.

Every village has a large influx of people, and Zhao Xinyu, who doesn't like the excitement, doesn't go out much and stays at home to practice and teach his children.

On this day, a phone call broke the tranquility of Wenying Pavilion. Du Mengnan and the others saw Zhao Xinyu's face turned pale when he hung up the phone. Luo Xiao, Du Gang, Meng Lie, and Guan Zhentian, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, felt a trace of strong emotions from Zhao Xinyu's body. Strong murderous intent.

"Xinyu, what's wrong?" Everyone has stayed in Wenying Pavilion for several years, and Du Mengnan has stayed longer. This is the first time even Du Mengnan has seen Zhao Xinyu like this.

Zhao Xinyu looked at Meng Lie and said, "Grandpa, my grandfather's grave in the village was dug up." Although he knew that his grandfather was still there, having his ancestor's grave dug up was the greatest insult to people in the countryside.

"Xinyu, who is so vicious?"

Luo Xiao and the others knew that Zhao Xinyu would give the village a sum of money every year to allow the villagers to improve various facilities.

Now that this kind of problem has arisen, the first thing they thought about was whether their eldest brother Zhao Poji had offended someone in the village.

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "Grandpa was very popular in the village. People in the village have received favors from grandpa, and they would not do such a thing."

"Who could it be? Could it be..." Meng Lie said this, but did not say the name that Zhao Xinyu felt sad about.

Zhao Xinyu's eyes flickered a few times, "It shouldn't be him. Grandpa has raised him for more than 20 years. There is no way he can get out of this kind of thing. What's more, he is in control of Feiyu now, so he can't spare the time to go back."

"Who is that?"

"I'll go back and take a look."

At the foot of Liuling Mountain, Hongshiya Village no longer looks as dilapidated as it was a few years ago. Everyone has moved into large, spacious and comfortable houses. At this moment, everyone is standing at the entrance of the village looking at a taxi that is slowly stopping.

When Zhao Xinyu got off the car, everyone gathered around him, and the leading white-haired old men looked very embarrassed.

"Xinyu, it's all our fault for not taking good care of the old man's grave."

Zhao Xinyu looked at the old man and said, "Third Grandpa, who could have predicted this? I'll go to the mountain to have a look."

"Fuquan, you follow Xinyu up the mountain and see what we can do. We'll go up later." The old man who spoke looked at the few middle-aged men.

A temporary shed has been built on the familiar mountain ridge. A coffin is placed on a stool. Several villagers are squatting in front of the coffin and burning paper money.

When they saw Zhao Xinyu coming, the villagers hurried over. Like the villagers at the entrance of the village, everyone looked a little ugly.

Over the past few years, although Zhao Xinyu rarely comes back, every year Zhao Xinyu will give the village a sum of money. With this sum of money, the villagers have not only lived in big houses, but also have various facilities in the village. After it was completed, Hongshiya, which was originally neglected and poor, became a wealthy village in Haotian County.

It was Zhao Xinyu who made Hongshiya rich and allowed the villagers who had left their hometowns to return to the village to work in farming. But now Zhao Xinyu’s grandfather’s grave has been dug up. This is a big problem for every villager in Hongshiya. shame. It is precisely because of this that every villager who sees Zhao Xinyu is embarrassed. They don't know how to face Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyu sighed slightly and said hello to several villagers. He looked at the coffin. After knowing his grandfather's identity, he knew that any minor injury could not kill his grandfather. In those years, he always thought that the coffin was empty.

But after the call came, although he didn't say anything on the phone, Zhao Xinyu knew that the coffin was not empty, and he felt a little uneasy. He really didn't want their suspicion to turn into an illusion.

"Let me look at grandpa." Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath.

"Xinyu. The old man was..."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "It's okay, let's take a look at mine and change some clothes for grandpa."

Although several years had passed, there was still a strong rancid smell when the coffin was opened, and the villagers could not bear the smell. Zhao Xinyu did not even frown and focused his gaze on the coffin.

There was indeed a corpse in the coffin, but there was no flesh and blood at this moment. Strictly speaking, it had become a skeleton. When Zhao Xinyu's eyes fell on the remaining white hair on the skull, he just glanced at it. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

In that accident a few years ago, he personally restrained his grandfather and put him in the coffin. He still clearly remembers his grandfather's appearance. There was only white hair on his head, not a single black hair.

But now there are patches of gray hair remaining on the skull. This is obviously not grandpa. He is a little confused about where grandpa got such a corpse to hide it from everyone, and why did he let in someone else's corpse when he faked his death and left? , Could it be that at that time grandpa had expected that someone would dig the grave.

Knowing that the grandfather was not in the coffin, Zhao Xinyu pretended to be extremely sad. He was sure that the villagers would not do such a thing, and Jiao Hongzhuo could not escape, and he would not go to war for an old man who had been abused to death by him.

If it's not these people, there is only one situation, that is, the enemy who understands him uses this method that is most hated by rural people to lure him back.

Since he lured her back, maybe he was hiding somewhere to take a peek at this moment. If he didn't show a little sadness, how could he hide it from him.

Zhao Xinyu cried bitterly, and the villagers came to dissuade him one after another. Later, the villagers even cried. They all knew Zhao Xinyu's experience. His grandfather passed away just after he got better, and now someone is digging him out. This makes them feel... sad.

At first Zhao Xinyu was pretending, but then thinking about what he had experienced over the years, and how his grandfather had been hiding in such a village incognito to raise him and Jiao Hongzhuo, Zhao Xinyu also felt worthless for his grandfather, and felt sad. There was no need to pretend, he I can also cry bitterly.

For more than half an hour, Zhao Xinyu stopped crying and looked at the villagers who came to help with red and swollen eyes. An old man looked at Zhao Xinyu.

"Xinyu, we have already cleaned up the old man. Just put the clothes in and you can make a sacrifice."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, "You tell me what I should do."

The old man looked at Zhao Xinyu, "Xinxing's phone number has changed, and we can't contact him. Have you contacted him? If he comes back, don't wait any longer."

Zhao Xinyu smiled bitterly and said, "I can't contact him now. Even if I contact him, he may not come back."

When the villagers heard what Zhao Xinyu said, many of them couldn't help but shake their heads. They had watched Zhao Xinyu and Zhao Xinxing grow up. At first, Zhao Xinyu treated Zhao Xinxing like his own brothers, but later the old man After his sudden death, Zhao Xinxing not only did not come back, but instead sued Zhao Xinyu to court, which made the villagers hate Zhao Xinxing from the bottom of their hearts.

Now that Zhao Xinyu said that Zhao Xinxing would not come back, for some reason, the vast majority of the villagers felt even more happy.

Under the guidance of the villagers, Zhao Xinyu performed the sacrifice again. After the Feng Shui master looked at the Feng Shui again, he reburied the coffin.

When the tomb was rebuilt, many villagers exclaimed, "Xinyu, let's go back to the village first. Your yard has been cleaned up for you."

Zhao Xinyu sighed slightly, "Third Grandpa, I won't go back. Things are still busy over there. I'll stay with Grandpa here and leave in a few days."

"How can this be done? What are you eating?"

Zhao Xinyu pointed to the bulging backpack, "I brought some food. Besides, there is no shortage of food in the mountains these days."

The old man sighed and nodded, looking at the temporary shed that was about to be dismantled and erected. "Don't dismantle it yet. We will dismantle it in a few days."

The villagers went down the mountain, and Zhao Xinyu, who was standing on the ridge, sighed. He knew that the villagers felt guilty because his grandfather's grave was dug. If he followed him back to the village, he would definitely not let the villagers have other ideas and stay on the mountain. , it is very likely that the villagers will feel that they have not forgiven them.

But he knew that his grandfather's grave was not dug up by the locals, but probably by the enemy. He could not return to the village. The village was full of ordinary people. If they hid around, it would pose a threat to the villagers.

Precisely because of this, Zhao Xinyu would rather be misunderstood by the villagers than follow the villagers back to the village. He would wait for the enemy to appear.

Sitting in front of the grave and burning paper money, Zhao Xinyu has been alert to changes in the surrounding environment. The enemy is targeting him. Now that he cannot bring Heifeng, Jinhen, and Jinyu out, he can only rely on himself.

At noon, Zhao Xinyu entered the temporary shed. When he took out the peach from his backpack, he took the red jade out of the space.

Chiyu was feeling the breath of the outside world, and Chiyu fell on Zhao Xinyu's shoulder, "Boss, this isn't Cailiang Mountain, right?"

Zhao Xinyu returned to the grave and said softly, "Chiyu, this is my hometown. This is Liuling Mountain. Look around. There may be our enemies around."

"Bring some more of my people out, and let's take a look at this mountain."

Zhao Xinyu returned to the temporary shed again and brought out thousands of Blood Demon Bees. Understanding what Zhao Xinyu meant, the Blood Demon Bees did not fly out in groups, but flew out one by one in different directions. .

The Blood Demon Bee flew out, and Zhao Xinyu's tense nerves relaxed. With the Blood Demon Bee, at least the enemies in their area could not escape.

As the phone rang, Liu Fengying called Zhao Xinyu and asked about the situation in the village. Although they knew from Zhao Xinyu that her grandfather was still there, they also asked when Zhao Xinyu returned to the village.

Zhao Xinyu was also bored, and knowing that it was not his grandfather who was buried, Zhao Xinyu was in a good mood, so he returned to the shed he had built and chatted with Liu Fengying and the others.

In the blink of an eye, the sun set. Zhao Xinyu looked at the little power supply left. He hung up the phone. When it got dark, Akadama came back with the blood demon ghost-faced bees. During the day, their world was theirs, but at night, except for Akadama, In addition, those blood evil ghost-faced bees that have not broken through to the strange beasts have lost their effect.

Zhao Xinyu knew from Chiyu that no abnormalities were found within at least a few kilometers around him, which surprised Zhao Xinyu.

Because there was no abnormality, Zhao Xinyu brought Heifeng out of the space. Heifeng looked at Zhao Xinyu and said, "Boss, I'm sure there's nothing wrong."

Zhao Xinyu touched Heifeng's big head and said, "It's not grandpa."

"Boss, where did the old man go? It's been several years and he hasn't shown up yet."

Zhao Xinyuku smiled and shook his head, "Grandpa has a special identity. He may have other things."

"Since it's not the old man, then what are we waiting for? The mountain flowers are blooming here right now. Let's go into the mountain and have a look."

"It's okay over there in the village. Let's wait a few days and go through the motions anyway, otherwise we will be suspected by others. Heifeng, be careful. The people doing things are not locals, but may be our enemies."