Cleaning up the house is easy, but repairing the roof is difficult.

Most of the houses on Tianya Island are seaweed houses, with ancestral styles and ancestral craftsmanship.

This kind of house has stone walls and seaweed roof.

It's a bit like the thatched houses in the past inland, but they are more comfortable, because seagrass contains a lot of salt, and sea salt is insulating, making it warm in winter and cool in summer. It can also prevent insects and mildew, and most importantly, it has strong flame retardant ability.

Fishermen are most afraid of fire. Every household relies on fishing boats, fishing gear and fishing nets, and these things are easy to burn.

The army's barracks were also seaweed houses. Wang Xianghong recalled that when he learned that the army was coming to station on the island, he mobilized the Wang family to contribute work and effort to build it.

"Did it appear in a newspaper back then? A big newspaper, People's Liberation Army Newspaper, 60 years ago?" asked Wang Xiangzhi, an old man who came to watch the excitement.

Wang Xianghong said with a smile: "In April 1965, the title was "Insights and Information of the New Military Camp on Tianya Island - The Family of the Soldiers and Citizens Are Deeply In Love with Water."

Wang Xiangzhi said: "Yes, the troops came in 1965, and when they saw that we built a military camp, the soldiers were very moved and must give us money, but can we ask for it? We also have many children from the Wang family serving as soldiers.

Soldiers are just like our children."

"The army cadres saw that we didn't need any money, so they dug water wells for us, reclaimed mountains and forests to make fields, and even distributed five kilograms of millet from house to house. After all, we took advantage of the army."

"Committee Mao's soldiers are disciplined and do not take advantage of the masses." Another old man said with appreciation.

Wang Xianghong smiled and said: "Let's not talk about this for now. The topic is far away. We must first think of a way to give the roof a roof."

He introduced to Wang Yi that building a seaweed house requires more than 70 processes, all of which are manual and requires the cooperation of four types of work: bricklayers, carpenters, stonemasons, and thatch makers.

Among them, thatching the roof by thatch craftsman is the most important process, and it cannot be replaced by other craftsmen.

To repair the roof, we need thatch and seaweed. Wang Xianghong said: "What Hongmei said just now is right, let Da Mulu come over to do the work. He can't cast the net or set the hook, then let him fish for the seaweed, dry the seaweed, and catch up."

Get everything sorted before Grain Rain."

"Yes, it's almost Guyu. You can't tell when it will rain, so you have to hurry up." Wang Dongxi nodded.

Everyone was so busy here that they still refused to leave until after one o'clock.

Wang Xianghong waved his hand and gave the order: "Okay, everyone, hurry back and have lunch. Take a rest after eating. You have to go to work in the afternoon. It's the flood season right now. It's hard to buy a good flood head with a lot of money. It's important to rush in."

Wang Yi followed him back to eat.

There were some leftover dishes from last night, so I had leftovers for lunch.

Wang Yi quietly let go of his belt again...

Ready at all the time!

Xiu Fang cleans up the food neatly.

The leftovers from last night included small conches, scallops, mussels, etc. She stewed them in the pot together with the small fish she had just caught in the morning. She ordered soy sauce and baked some pancakes in the iron pot, so the lunch was quite sumptuous.

When serving the food, she said: "Teacher Wang, I saw a bottle of vegetable oil in the bottle you gave me yesterday? I smelled it and it smelled really good. Is it peanut oil?"

Wang Yi divided the chopsticks and said: "Yes."

Xiufang immediately said: "Then you have to take it, peanut oil is very valuable..."

"Oh, sister-in-law, please stop talking, I'll give it to you," Wang Yi interrupted, "There's some in this city. I'm a college student, and the government provides subsidies, so there's no shortage of peanut oil."

Xiufang said with some envy: "There are still many people in the city."

Her man, Wang Dongfang, washed his hands and walked in and said, "Dad, now that the city is rich, we can't be poor. We have to find a way to live a good life."

"Aren't you living a good life now? Are you hungry? Are you freezing?" Wang Xianghong was dissatisfied. "Yawn and smell it yourself. There is still the smell of wine and meat in your mouth. Isn't this satisfying?"

Wang Dongfang said: "No, dad, the smell of wine and meat in my mouth was left by Comrade Zhuang's guest last night. I can't catch it on weekdays, right? Don't I usually eat salted fish paste pancakes?"

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"I'm not dissatisfied. You are the party secretary, the village chief, and an old party member. Party members must take the lead in getting rich. In the city..."

"The city is a city, so we won't compete. There are people who fly airplanes in Beijing, there are people who fly rockets in Xichang, and there are people who drive cars in the county. What about our Tianya Island? We are rowers, so why do we have to compete with them?

You have a weak heart and a snake swallows an elephant." Wang Xianghong determined his son's nature.

Wang Dongfang had no choice but to ask Wang Yi for help.

Wang Yi smiled and said: "As the old saying goes, if you are content and happy, then everything in the city will be good? Are all the people on Tianya Island cowardly? I don't think so."

Wang Xianghong said immediately: "Teacher Wang is worthy of being a college student and speaks well."

Wang Yi continued with a smile on his face: "But my eldest brother is right when he says that party members should take the lead in getting rich. Comrade Xiaoping once said that poverty is not socialism."

Wang Xianghong was speechless.

He looked at Wang Yi dissatisfied, he didn't expect that you, a thick-browed man with big eyes, would dig a hole for me.

Wang Yi added: "Secretary, I'm not saying that we want to separate our families, but that we want to get rich and live a good life."

Wang Xianghong's face softened and he said: "What you say makes sense, but the road to wealth is not easy. Alas, you are a college student and you are educated, so you should think more carefully. As long as you can lead our Wang family to live a well-off life, I will

I’ll give you the position of village chief.”

Wang Yi rubbed his chin.

He really took this matter seriously, and the subsequent desolation of Tianya Island was shocking to him now that he thought about it.

Such a good clan cannot fall apart; such a good island cannot be abandoned!

He has to contribute to the development of Tianya Island.

We must make Tianya Island stronger and bigger and create greater glory!

Xiufang said: "Eat first, then you will have strength after eating enough, and then we will get rich together."

Wang Yi became excited when he heard this.

Start eating, start eating.

These are pure fresh fish in iron pots. He saw that Xiufang was jumping around when handling these fish.

The iron pot sticker pancakes are golden in color and filled with a lovely fragrance.

He was happily preparing to go on a killing spree.

Then when I ate the pancake, I felt bad: It was just like the corn pancake in the morning, why did it taste so bad?

Reluctantly, he ate a small pancake.

Xiufang felt sorry for this and handed him two more pancakes: "What's wrong? You think the pancakes made by my sister-in-law are not delicious?"

Wang Yi sneered.

you guessed right!

Xiufang was joking. She had always been proud of her pancake making skills.

So she said again: "Okay, I know you college students are thin-skinned. Do you feel embarrassed to eat at my house? Don't think so, we are all members of the same family."

Wang Dongfang also brought two pancakes to him and said, "Yes, we are both descendants of the Wang family. When Xiufang and I have a baby, won't we also have to study in your hands? You can eat it freely."

Wang Yi is in a dilemma, I really can’t let go of this ration.

Just at this time, someone came outside the door, and the sound of footsteps sounded like a butchering pig's howl: "Secretary of the Party, I'll send the work, send the work."

Wang Yi looked back and saw a tall and burly young man standing at the door.

Unlike the fishermen who are generally shorter on the island, he is over 1.8 meters tall, with a chest as broad as a cutting board, a back as flat as a panel, big hands and feet, a big face, and a big grin.

There is a sense of stupidity.

Xiu Fang saw him and said, "The great confusion is here? Why are you here now?"

Da Mulu walked in scratching his crotch and said: "Party secretary, do you want to eat? I have no rations. I am hungry."

Wang Dongfang became anxious when he heard this: "My dear mother, didn't I just give you a season's rations at the beginning of last month?"

Da Mulu chuckled: "I can't resist eating."

Wang Xianghong smiled and said: "Okay, let's sit down and eat. But I don't have much lunch at home, so I've almost eaten it."

He looked at Wang Yi in confusion.

Specifically, he looked at the two pancakes in his hand.

Wang Yi immediately gave up his seat: "Come on, brother Da Muzhu, right? You sit here with me and have a few bites. I'm full."

"What a confused brother," Wang Xianghong said seriously, "He is your uncle. In terms of seniority, he calls you brother, and you have to call him uncle!"

He said to Da Mulu again: "This is Teacher Wang..."

Da Mulu laughed and said: "You are Teacher Wang, hello, teacher! Hello, teacher!"

Just scream at the top of your lungs.

It was very unnatural. Wang Yi looked at him and thought of the legendary braying donkey.

The pancakes that he couldn't eat were delicacies in Da Lulu's hands. He chewed them and wolfed them down, which made Wang Yi feel hungry.

The confused way of eating made him wonder, was the pancake this kid ate the same as what he was eating?

Wang Xianghong introduced him that Da Mulu was also a descendant of the Wang family. He was a poor boy who had a lot of similarities with the birthday boy.

The birthday boy is old and no one remembers his name. What’s more confusing is that everyone calls him that and no one remembers his name.
To be continued...