Chapter 365

The people of the Yang family's old house in Qingshi town have migrated. The influence of the Yang family in Xishan will certainly increase by leaps and bounds in a short time. However, Xishan village is only so large and there are only so many Lingtian fields. The growth of the Yang family is bound to fight the living space of the indigenous people in Xishan village.

Shi nanshang and Blacksmith Zhang understand this, and Xu Lei and Li Shaoqun probably understand it, but they all know that understanding is one thing, and whether they can change is another thing. In the face of Yang's great potential, all they can do is fight, but the decision-making power is not on them.

Just after Qinshui, Yang Junshan tightened the reins. On the main road by Qinshui, a team of motorcade was heading towards Xishan village. The cart was full of all kinds of household appliances. At a glance, it was a scene of family migration.

"How many clansmen will the Yang family migrate this time?" Blacksmith Zhang couldn't help asking.

Yang Junshan replied, "about a hundred households!"

Shi Nansheng also said, "even if the Yang family was only a hundred households before, now it has suddenly doubled. How should Lingtian and houses be divided?"

Yang Junshan glanced at them and said with a smile, "if the Yang people divide the fields, they will only divide the spiritual fields newly cultivated in the village in recent years, the new spiritual fields in the field and the industries of Xiong and Yu in the wasteland town. The industries originally belonging to each family in Xishan village will not move."

"Ha ha, the young patriarch misunderstood, misunderstood, we didn't mean that!"

Although Shi Nansheng said so, Yang Junshan could see that he and Blacksmith Zhang were relaxed.

Lao Yang's family has thrived in Chenyu County for nearly a hundred years. Now it looks like almost 300 small households. Over the years, because Xishan village is booming, while the old house in Qingshi town is Xishan at dusk. People come to Xishan village from Qingshi town intermittently, but the total number is no more than 100.

Now, although it is the relocation of the Ju nationality, in fact, many people of the Lao Yang family have moved back. In addition, in order to divide the Yang family over the years, the Wang family has also attracted a number of people. Although there are secretly mobilized by the third aunt and the fourth grandfather, it is expected that at most 100 families can come to the top of the sky.

Although there are only more than 100 families, the influx of 500 or 600 people into Xishan village is enough for the whole village to jump up and down.

Fortunately, Yang Tiangang had already responded to this. Although the scene was noisy, the actual order was not disturbed. Under the guidance of Xishan villagers, the people of Yang's old house were being shunted out from the square in front of the village and headed for the temporary resettlement site.

"Village protection array, is this the village protection array? The spirit in this village is really strong!"

"Yes, the third master is great. He started from scratch and created such a big family business. I'm afraid the old clan leader was just like that in those years!"

"It is said that the eldest son of the third master is an array mage. The village protection array was arranged by the eldest son of the third master?"

"Well, well, don't always call 'three masters' and then call' patriarch '. This is Xishan village, Mengyu County, not Qingshi Town, Chenyu County!"

"Hey, the patriarch of the Yang family has finally changed his surname to 'Yang'!"

"No matter what you say, you'd better settle down quickly. I don't think the houses in the village are enough. Many tents have been set up in the village. Third master, no, the patriarch won't let us Yang's own people live in tents?"

"I'm more concerned about how to divide the Lingtian in the future. It's no big deal to build a house by myself. Since it's a family migration, I'm not ready to live a hard life? But without the Lingtian, our Lao Yang family has been a linggeng farmer for generations. How can we live?"

"It's said that in the holy land of the old house in Qingshi Town, the third aunt and the fourth master secretly sold everything they could sell. Give those jade coins to the patriarch. We should be able to buy some more holy land for us to cultivate, even if less!"

"I've heard from the people who came to Xishan village that there are plenty of spiritual fields here."

"Don't you find that there are many spiritual fields in this village!"

"More than a hundred of us moved here at one go. The Lingtian is not enough!"

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Along the way, Yang Junshan can also hear a lot of gossip from the Laozhai people. Although there are praise and criticism, they don't have much complaints about their father and son, or what Xishan village shows in front of the Laozhai people is enough to give them confidence in the future.

However, Yang Junshan's good mood did not last long. After turning around the square in front of the village, the quarrel from a distance soon attracted Yang Junshan's attention. At this time, the people who came and went around, whether old houses or people who had moved in before, deliberately or unintentionally avoided the position of the quarrel and hurried past from both sides.

"Now that we know we're moving, why haven't we prepared the house?"

"The second uncle can rest at home first. The house is under construction, but in a hurry, where can we build hundreds of houses and courtyards!"

"That's the third. He neglected his duty," the old man said painfully. "I knew the people in the old house were going to move, but they had to sleep in tents. What did he do earlier? If he couldn't do so well, how did he do it? If..."

Han Xiumei frowned when she heard this, so she didn't speak as politely as before: "the second uncle is an understanding person. When did the people of the old house say they want to move here? How long will it take for the construction of more than 100 houses and courtyards to be completed? I'm a woman with shallow knowledge. Why don't you make a good calculation?"

"Hum, in short, your third aunt and fourth uncle didn't coordinate well with the third. If I did it, hum..."

Yang Tieniu couldn't see it behind Han Xiumei and said, "since the clan uncle could coordinate well at the beginning, why didn't you do it at the beginning..."

The old man's face was red, and the middle-aged monk next to him gave a cold hum, and snapped, "presumptuous, this is the man in the main vein of the Yang family, where you have room for interruption!"

Yang Tieniu stared, and his anger appeared on his face. Yang qingniu pulled him aside. Yang Tieniu had to endure the anger in his heart.

The middle-aged man continued: "sister-in-law, since the third brother is not ready, I think there are many houses in Xishan village. Since Xishan village will be my Yang's industry in the future, it's just to ask these people with foreign surnames to vacate the house for the people first. Alas, although the third brother is the leader of the Yang family, he is still so impatient. As a second brother, I have to pick up loopholes and fill vacancies for him!"

Originally, Han Xiumei led Yang qingniu and Yang Tieniu to host the resettlement of the Laozhai people, but the unreasonable behavior of these people at present also made her not know what to do. She was not in trouble, but unwilling to leave a bad impression in front of the people because of a small matter.

At this time, Han Xiumei just saw her son Yang Junshan coming with great strides.

"Yo, second grandpa and second uncle, I didn't expect your father and son to come too, and come so fast, much faster than third aunt and fourth Grandpa. It seems that although second grandpa is old, his legs and feet are very sharp!"

Yang Junshan had no good words as soon as he came up, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

It's not that Yang Junshan doesn't know how to respect his elders, but that Yang's old house should have been a pillar. Yang Xi and Yang Tianlei, father and son, actually followed in the first wave of migration of the old house, which makes Yang Junshan greatly despised.

You know, in order to protect the safe migration of the people in the old house, the third aunt's grandmother Yang Yan and the fourth grandfather Yang Jiao still deal with the Wang family in the old house. As Yang Xi and his son, who usually play the downwind flag in front of the Wang family, curry favor with and sell their obedience, have the highest accomplishments and get the most benefits, they didn't stay at the end, but ran to Xishan village to continue making trouble at the first time.

Moreover, the second grandfather Yang Xi's family has always been at odds with Yang Tiangang. Previously, in order to compete for the position of patriarch in Qingshi Town, the relationship between the two families has long been frozen. It can be said that Yang Tiangang left Qingshi town in anger, and the driving force behind the scenes was Wang. The direct reason was Yang Xi's father and son.

Now that the Yang family's old house is in trouble, it can be said that if you have a little backbone, even if you know that Qingshi town has become a dead man, don't go to Xishan village on the pole in the first wave. Since you have the cheek to come, you have to accept the favor of others, don't you?

But now the father and son pick their noses and faces horizontally. They typically pick up chopsticks to eat meat and put down chopsticks to scold their mother. Rao is that they still have the identity of an elder. Yang Junshan doesn't want to get used to them like this.

How can Yang Xi and Yang Tianlei not hear the sarcasm in Yang Junshan's words? Rao is thick skinned and blushed at this time.

Yang Junxian suddenly stood up and shouted, "Yang Junshan, how do you talk..."

"Shut up!"

Yang Junshan whispered, as if with infinite power. Yang Junxian immediately felt a breath pouring into his chest and abdomen from his mouth and nose, pressing him speechless.

Not only him, when Yang Junshan whispered, even Yang Xi and Yang Tianlei father and son felt that there was an infinite breath of killing coming towards them. The feeling of suffocation made the father and son burst into a cold sweat behind them. In the face of Yang Junshan, the younger generation, they actually felt palpitations and fear!

"Now it's the young patriarch of the Yang family in Xishan who is talking to your elders. What's your identity and where can you interrupt here?"

Yang Junshan's words are not just to vent his anger for Yang Tieniu, but more like warning and setting rules: "remember, this is the Yang family in Xishan village, not the old house in Qingshi town. Here, everything should follow the rules of Xishan village!"

"Niang, you go and do other things. I believe the second grandpa and second uncle know what to do!"

Yang Junshan knew that the people who came and went around were actually paying attention here. After Han Xiumei and others left, the light at the foot of Yang Junshan flickered, soared up in the air amid the exclamation and cheers of the Yang people, and fled to the west mountain.