Jiang Sanlang finally understood why the clan leader and village elders chose him to be the village chief.
But is he someone who gives up easily? Definitely not.
Since he has decided to take over Dongchen Village, he can't give in.
However, the matter of renovating the house still needs careful consideration.
After reporting to Sun Lizheng with the clan leader and village elders, Jiang Sanlang officially took over as the village chief of Dongchen Village.
When Jiang Sanlang came back from the town, Old Man Jiang immediately asked, "How is the town?"
"Some houses were damaged, but not seriously. However, Sun Lizheng's house was burned down, and his family hid in the mountains and escaped the disaster."
"What about Doctor Zhang's family?" Dani was talking about Doctor Zhang's grandson. It would be a pity if something happened to him.
Jiang Sanlang: "Doctor Zhang's family is fine. I went to check on them once. They are all fine. Those bandits didn't get into her house."
"That's great." Old Man Jiang was relieved. "No wonder Dacheng said the town is better than our village. Many houses are still in good condition and were not burned."
Jiang Sanlang said nothing, he was thinking in his mind.
The bandits seem to have left, but no matter whether they win or lose, they will definitely come back. How will the villagers resist them then
Are we still hiding around like stray dogs
Jiang Sanlang recalled a village he encountered the day before when he was escaping from bandits.
The village was built like a small castle, surrounded by walls on all sides. When bandits came, the villagers stood on the wall and shot arrows down, while some threw stones at them, and they managed to repel more than a hundred bandits.
"Sanlang, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that his third son did not respond, Old Man Jiang asked, "Do you think being a village chief is difficult?"
Jiang Sanlang shook his head.
Old Man Jiang wanted to talk to his third son today. "Why don't you pay attention to me?"
Jiang Sanlang: "I was thinking, since the village is almost destroyed, why not let everyone come to Nanpo to build houses."
He wanted to build the village like the castle village, so that he would not be afraid of any bandits who came.
Moreover, the little girl said that the village would be flooded in the future, and even the house of the clan leader Muramasa would be washed away.
In this case, what’s the point of spending money to build houses in the village
Therefore, this matter must be made clear to the villagers. If they want their homes to be protected from flooding and invasion by bandits, they should build houses on the south slope.
But this cannot be done by one person alone, the support of the whole village is necessary.
As long as all the villagers come and organize everyone to build a wall, it shouldn't be too difficult.
"Everyone come to Nanpo to build houses?" Old man Jiang shook his head, "I'm afraid not."
Jiang Sanlang: "It has to work even if it doesn't work."
Since he is the village chief, we must listen to him on this matter.
After thinking it over, Jiang Sanlang immediately ran to the home of Patriarch Chen and told him what he meant.
"What did you say? Let the whole village build houses on the south slope?" Clan leader Chen frowned, "What about here?"
Jiang Sanlang: "I'll fix it when I have time. If I don't have time, I'll just give up."
Patriarch Chen clicked his tongue and said, "Let me think about it."
"Okay, I'll go talk to the others and I'll come back to talk to you if there's anything." After saying that, Jiang Sanlang stood up and said goodbye.
Seeing Jiang Sanlang leave, the eldest son of the clan snorted coldly, "Dad, look at you, he just became the village chief and he is so proud of himself. He even asked us to build a house on the south slope. I think he is crazy."
Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Chen Jiaxing continued, "What do you and the elders think? If we let someone from another family be the village chief, what good will our village have in the future?"
Patriarch Chen glared at his eldest son and said, "What do you want to say? What's wrong with having a different surname? No one is more suitable to be the village chief than Jiang Sanlang, who has a different surname!"
"You can't say that." Chen Jiaxing couldn't help but argue with his father: "In other villages, when the father quits, the son takes over. I think my cousin Chen Shu is a good person. Why don't you let him replace my third uncle as the village chief, but let Jiang Sanlang take the position?"
The clan leader: "You know nothing! Can anyone be the village chief if you want him to be the village chief?"
"Isn't it?" Chen Jiaxing muttered softly.
The clan leader was so angry that he wanted to slap him: "The village chief is elected by the whole village. Do you think Chen Shu has the ability to make us villagers elect him? Besides, your uncle's life was saved by Jiang Sanlang's little girl. If it weren't for Jiang Sanlang, you would have been chopped to pieces by the bandits during this time."
Chen Jiaxing curled his lips, totally disagreeing in his heart.
Chief Chen waved his hand and said, "The relocation of the village depends on the opinions of the whole village. If everyone agrees, you and Erlang can also go to Nanpo. Your mother and I will guard this old house."
"I won't go! My second brother won't go either!" Chen Jiaxing turned around and left angrily.
Humph! I will not move to Nanpo, and my second brother will not go either. He must be crazy to go to a place like Nanpo where no one lives and suffer instead of living in his own big house.
The next day, Yingbao took Youyou to the bamboo forest, followed by a group of little kids.
There were two puppies following the little kid.
Yingbao looked towards the distance and saw her father and many villagers measuring the land.
My dad said yesterday that all the villagers agreed to build houses in Nanpo.
So Yingbao drew a sketch and gave it to her father for reference.
It was a city map, imitating the layout of the inner city of the prefecture, with rows of houses arranged in an orderly manner, which was both beautiful and space-saving.
Considering that this is a rural area, every household must have a large square yard, and a piece of land outside the yard for them to use as a vegetable garden.
There are only thirty or forty households in Dongchen Village. Assuming there are eight households in a row, five rows of houses will be enough.
Two ponds were dug to make it convenient for villagers to wash clothes and vegetables, and the excavated soil was used to build the outer wall.
This project is quite large and it may take some time to complete.
Therefore, the villagers first measured the land and built houses, and the outer walls could only be built slowly later.
When villagers build houses, if they occupy other people's land, they must return an equal amount of land from their own land to the other party.
Everyone agrees with this.
So today, all the young and old in the village came to Nanpo to choose a site for their own house on the planned land.
Yingbao brought her younger brother, Yuanbao, Huzi, and Wei Zhan to a small melon field in the bamboo forest.
Strangely enough, these vines not only did not die after being transplanted, but continued to bloom and bear fruit.
But the growth rate is much slower than that in the black soil of the cave.
Several children were looking through the melon leaves, trying to find out if there were any ripe fish that had escaped the net.
Jiang Wu and Jiang Jie were counting the melons. When they reached the second vine, they suddenly shouted, "Sister! Two are missing!"
Yingbao walked over to check: "What's missing?"
I have no idea how many melons are left on the vines.
"It's just a little less!" Jiang Jie pointed at the cucumber vines and shouted, "I counted them yesterday, and there were four on this tree. Today there are only two left, and they are the smallest ones."
Jiang Wu agreed: "Yeah! I counted them too."
He counted with his brother and would never make a mistake.
Wei Zhan leaned over and asked, "Was it stolen by someone?"
Jiang Wu and Jiang Jie pursed their lips and were so angry that they wanted to cry.
There was actually a thief who came to steal their melons, and he stole all the ones that were not fully grown. They were so angry.
Yingbao didn't care and said, "Just steal it if you want. Maybe they don't know that this melon field belongs to someone else."
Jiang Wuhu looked angry and went to count other melon vines. He found that all the slightly larger melons were gone.
Not only did the slightly larger cucumbers disappear, but even the goose egg-sized cantaloupe buttons were gone.
"Sister, the little thief stole all our melons." Jiang Wu raised his neck and cried.