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Chapter 526: Orchard Harvest(1)
Chapter 526: Orchard Harvest(1)
Chapter 526: Orchard Harvest(1)
Chapter 526: Harvest in the Orchard (1)
The ancestral hall was built on an open space in the south of the village. It was decided on Mo Fang's suggestion and after having a Feng Shui master look at it. Mo Yan spent two taels of silver to buy the open space, which was about one and a half acres in size.
The area of the ancestral hall does not need to be too large. It is usually good to build a lobby for worshiping the ancestors and a courtyard outside. A maximum of thirty taels is enough. However, Mo Yan still spent two hundred taels of silver to build a main hall, two side halls, and two rows of houses on the left and right sides, with three rooms in each row, for a total of six rooms.
"Most of the houses in the village are thatched houses. In winter, when there is strong wind and continuous snowfall, the houses are in danger of collapsing! These houses are usually empty. In the future, whoever's house cannot be occupied will be temporarily occupied. Come here."
Facing the confused Mo Fang and other tribesmen, Mo Yan explained calmly.
Since we want to build this ancestral hall, we must build it well. It was better to keep those two rows of houses as backup than to have those people stay at her house when the houses collapsed. Besides, she didn't care about the extra tens of taels of silver she spent.
"Yan Yatou, I thank you on behalf of the Mo clan." Mo Fang didn't know Mo Yan's true intention. After hearing her words, he just thought that she was thinking about the clan wholeheartedly, and he was extremely grateful.
As the patriarch, he thinks more. Even if these houses are not used by the clan, they can be lent to other people in the village. In this way, won't it enhance the status of the Mo clan in Liuyang Village?
That night, Mo Fang summoned all the clan members except the Mo family, including several members of the old Mo family, and told those people what Mo Yan said during the day.
Seeing a few people's expressions flickering and their eyes turning around, Mo Fang's face darkened and he warned extremely sternly: "Liuyang Village is a big village. The total number of our Mo clan is less than ten households and the number of people is less than sixty. It can be said that We are all alone! Because of this, we have to work together in the future to avoid being bullied by outsiders! I dont want to see anyone starting internal strife, or being jealous of the good life of the Qingze family, and doing things that harm the family. Things will happen, otherwise, dont blame me, the clan leader, for not remembering old feelings and dealing with me severely according to clan rules!
Those who were still a little cautious at first saw the warning in Mo Fang's eyes and were so frightened that they quickly put away their wrong thoughts, but invariably looked at Old Mo and the others.
They have not forgotten that when they were in Mojia Village, this family was the one who plotted against the Mo family the most.
Sensing these strange looks, Old Motou's face became extremely ugly, but he had no excuse at all except pretending not to see it.
Mo Fang also looked at several people in Old Mo's family. When he saw the expressionless faces, he shook his head almost invisible. People, you really can't do things too well, otherwise, you will always suffer. The day of retribution!
It didnt take long for Mo Yan to hear what happened that night. She smiled and continued to calculate the expenses of purchasing materials for the winery.
By the time the ancestral hall was built and the newly made ancestral tablets were brought in, it was already mid-July.
By this time, the weather had gradually cooled down, and even though the autumn tiger was still jumping around, it didn't hinder Mo Yan's good mood.
"Girl Yan, these pears are big and juicy, and they are much more delicious than what Auntie has eaten before. It seems that the Feng Shui here is good. The same tree species will produce different fruits." Aunt Tong smiled. He praised while eating the pear, his wrinkled face looking more and more kind.
Mo Yan casually picked a pear that was bigger than her fist, took out her handkerchief and wiped it, then put it directly into her mouth and took a bite. Sure enough, it was juicy and sweet, and it was no better than the new varieties that were cultivated in her previous life and had the best taste. What's wrong?