C11 (1/2)

After the meal, the two of them moved to Mu Danzi and sat under the locust tree in the courtyard, looking at the crooked gate.

Ning Yan wanted to fix up the house. The fence door could not stop that shameless family, furthermore, she would definitely go up the mountain in the future. If that happened, wouldn't she be bullied to death if she stayed home by others?

It is imperative to build a house with a high wall.

She went back to her room and took out the money pouch that was hidden in a crack on the wall. Looking at the remaining silver inside, Ning Yan counted the money several times and found that it was not even worth a single cent.

Carrying the money, he wondered what kind of house he would build.

Ning Yan did not hide anything and just stared at the crack on the wall, then looked at the silver in Ning Yan's hand. Her eyes widened and she started to panic, what was her purpose for taking out the money now: ”Mother, what do you want to do?”

”Build a house! After building a house, raise a dog. Watch the door.”

”Build a house?” Ning Tian frowned. He also wanted to live in a big house, but there was a lot of money in building a house. It hurt!

”Yes.” This must be done.

Seeing how determined Ning Yan was, she decided to save some money and swallow it down. Maybe once she built a house, her mother would not be so desperate, and that would be a good thing.

”Let's go, to the village head's home.” He had to report to the village head about this major matter of building a house.

The moment shshewent out, Ning Yan also packed a bag of sugar. When she went out, he had to get to know some people to help him out.

It's not so good to be empty-handed.

The village chief of Gouzi Bay was surnamed Zhao. He was in his forties and wore a navy blue jumpsuit along with gray pants. In his hand was a cigarette, typical of the clothes of an old man.

The moment he saw Ning Yan, his eyes flashed a look of understanding. The villagers said that the head maid had changed, he initially did not believe them, but now, seeing him, he could not help but believe him. The head maid in front of him was brimming with vitality, completely different from her original listless and dark appearance.

”Why is head maid here today? Is something the matter?”

”There's something.” Ning Yan nodded her head and continued: ”At the foot of the mountain, the houses are getting more run-down and old. I was just thinking about building a new house, near the forest behind the courtyard.”

”Building a house is not a small matter. The cost is not something that ordinary people can afford.”

Ning Yan was not an idiot, she naturally knew what the Village Chief was suspecting, and laughed: ”Don't worry about that, there is still some money, the day before yesterday when I went up the mountain and picked up a deer, some of the county officials took a fancy to it, and now I have some money on hand.”

”Then alright, bring the Mr Xue to see the place. After I see it, I'll draw a line for you.”

The Mr Xue that the village chief spoke of was a fortune-teller. Before building a house, people from all over the village would go look for him to see Feng Shui.

Even if he didn't know anything, he could still win a prize.

Mr Xue didn't have much money anyway.

In the original owner's memories, this Mr Xue was a bit quiet on a daily basis.

However, things could still be relied on. He was slightly more skilled in medicine, and was much stronger than the barefoot doctors that roamed the streets. No matter who had a headache, they would always go to Mr Xue.

Ning Yan placed the paper bag in her hand on the table and pushed it. ”Then, I'll thank Village Chief Uncle first.

Little Bean was the Village Head's grandson, only two years older than him. A child this age would love a bowl of sweet water.