Du Yun shook his head and said that he didn't care about the two of them. They had been in love and fighting each other all their lives. Who could care about them?

I left the courtyard by bike and prepared to go out for a walk.

He heard that a village on the outskirts of the country was divided into factory land, and the houses were being demolished to build a factory. He wondered if he could get two fruit trees from there.

The yard was bare, there was nothing, it didn't look like that.

He rode straight to the countryside. Fortunately, he traded the wild boar for a bicycle. Otherwise, he would have had to walk all the way, and he didn't know how long it would take to get there.

Even taking a bus is not as convenient as riding a bicycle.

When I got there, I saw that the whole village was busy, everyone was smiling, moving furniture in their homes, and quickly started to demolish the house.

Not because they still had to demolish the house, but because they were thrifty and took away everything they could use.

Can you be unhappy? This is designated as factory land and the state must compensate you.

Thinking about those households that were later demolished, although it is impossible to get that much compensation now, it is definitely a good thing.

Who wouldn’t want to pay for demolition and replace an old house with a new one?

When they saw someone coming, the villagers didn't take it seriously and thought they were relatives calling for help.

Du Yun just rode his bike around to see what good things there were.

An ordinary small village has only a few dozen households. Along the bumpy road, one can ride from the east to the west of the village in less than a minute.

It's a pity that there is nothing good here at all.

Passing by a house, Du Yun stopped the car and looked inside.

This family's house is better. It is not the kind of house made of mud and stones by ordinary residents, with no tiles on it and a straw roof.

This house is quite elegant, with blue brick walls and tiles.

The blue brick walls and tiles are a great thing.

The courtyard of the Siheyuan has a kind of dirt floor, which is usually fine. But when it rains, when you step on it, it's all covered in mud and water.

It would be great if we could use these green bricks to lay a layer.

He can't control other people's places. The ground in front of his house can be paved with blue bricks, so that he won't have to take two steps in front of the house and his shoes will turn into mud shoes.

After making up his mind, Du Yun parked his bicycle at the door and went in.

At this time, an old man in his fifties, sixties or seventies was instructing his family to pack things.

When they saw him coming, the family just glanced at him and ignored him. Only the old man came over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Du Yun handed him a cigarette and lit it for the uncle.

"Uncle, I'm busy. This area is designated as a factory. Where do you want to move to?"

"The country is good for us. It has built a new house and promised to let my son work in the factory."

When this was mentioned, the old man beamed and was extremely happy.

By building a factory here, their family will directly complete the leap from farmers to working class. From now on, their son will no longer have to dig in the fields with his back to the sky, but will become a worker.

"Congratulations, this is a good thing. What will happen to this house after you leave? It would be a pity that such a good house should be demolished."

"There's nothing we can do about it. We support national construction, and we have to dismantle it even if it hurts."

"What about the removed bricks? Does anyone want them?"

The old man glanced at him, wondering what Du Yun meant.

"You want these bricks?"

"I think these green bricks are good. Although they are old, they can also be used to pave the floor. Can you sell me some?"

The old man glanced at him.

It's just broken bricks and rubbish. Since he wants it, of course he agrees.

"We are staying in the house temporarily. If you want, we can demolish it tomorrow."

Du Yun said there was no problem and was going to talk to Master Wang later and ask him to lead someone to take the bricks away.

The two of them were smoking cigarettes and discussing with the uncle how many green bricks to buy and how much it would cost. A jujube tree in the courtyard came into view.

This is an old jujube tree that is at least several decades old, with a diameter of twenty to thirty centimeters and a height of seven to eight meters.

Such an old tree instantly made Du Yun happy. If it was transported back to the courtyard, he would not be short of dates to eat in the future.

"This is yours too, it would be a pity to chop it down."

"What can I do? I know it's a pity. Every autumn, the trees are full of fruits. The red dates bend the branches. As soon as I drop the pole, the red dates fall down like hailstones. It takes me a long time to pick them up.

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If the family can't finish the meal, they can also give it to the neighbors.

But the country needs it, and the whole village has to be relocated, so this jujube tree will be useless if it is not cut down."

"Can you sell it to me too? I plan to plant it at home so that I can have some dates to eat in the future."

The old man immediately nodded in agreement. He knew it was a pity to have such a jujube tree, but it was impossible to take the jujube tree into account when relocating his family. He might as well cut it down, and at least he could still sell it for two cents.

Since Du Yun wanted it, how could he not sell it to him.

Then Du Yun began to worry that it would not be easy to transport such a big jujube tree back to Sijiu City from here.

It takes at least three or four people to work together to dig out the jujube trees and transport them back to Sijiu City.

"Uncle, can you help find a few people to dig out the jujube trees and transport them to my house? I will pay ten yuan."

Ten bucks!

The old man was shocked. Unexpectedly, Du Yun offered a high price of ten yuan for just moving the trees.

"Ten yuan is true, but it's not easy to earn these ten yuan. You have to prune the upper branches, dig out the main roots, wrap them in soil and transport them back."

How can the old man listen? He is only thinking about the ten dollars now.

He smiled and said, "You give me twelve dollars for this tree, and I'll find someone to transport it back to you."

"Thank you, old man."

After a good discussion, the old man did not even move his home, but called his two sons over to cut down the trees for him.

Du Yun told the requirements, how to prune the upper branches, how much root system to leave, etc.

After a clear discussion, a few people dug there, hoping to earn the ten yuan as soon as possible.

Du Yun went to other places to get a few more saplings.

Of course, if there were any antiques or the like, he wouldn't mind collecting more.

After a while, I saw a pomegranate tree in other people's homes. It was also not small, as tall as a person and as thick as a wrist.

Du Yun handed a pack of cigarettes to the man who was moving and moving furniture and said with a smile, "Comrade, do you still want this pomegranate tree? Can you sell it to me?"

"You are a rag picker."

Who the hell is picking up rags? How can I be a rag picker?

"I'm a worker in a steel mill. I want to plant a pomegranate tree in front of my door. I think yours is a good one."

Taking the pack of cigarettes, the man smiled and agreed. It was something no one wanted anyway, so it didn’t matter if he gave it to someone else, he could still exchange it for a pack of cigarettes.

Du Yun asked him to borrow a shovel for digging.

After sweating profusely, I first dug out the pomegranate tree and tied it to the seat behind me.

This pomegranate tree is not small, and together with the soil, it weighs over a hundred kilograms.

But for the 28th big bar, this thing is drizzle.

Nowadays, cars are extremely rare and cannot be obtained by ordinary people. Bicycles have become the best means of transportation for carrying cargo.
Chapter completed!