Lin Xiuqing's face was full of smiles, and she glanced at Ye Yaodong.

Then he said in a very dignified manner: "Your father is the head of the family. Everyone in our family listens to your father. Your father earns all the money. Of course, he has the final say."

Father Ye also glanced at Mother Ye at this time.

Mother Ye also squinted her eyes, "What are you looking at? The old house is with me now. Do you want to take care of the money or..."

The old lady interrupted them, "You are eating here now and living here these two days. You will definitely live with Dongzi in the future. You will eat his food, drink his food and live in his house. Of course you are the head of Dongzi's family. You will also be the head of Dongzi's family in the future."

You have to listen to him."

Ye Mu pursed her lips, "Tiantian Dongzi Dongzi, luckily it was me who gave birth to him, otherwise I would have been so angry that I would have died."

Ye Yaodong saw that the style of painting suddenly changed, and he also shouted, "Eat, eat."

With this interruption, the dinner table became lively and cheerful, and it was no longer so serious. Several children were also happily joking and grabbing food.

"This is the fish I picked up!"

"This is the shrimp I picked up."

"Children can't eat too much of this drunken shrimp. You should eat less of it."

"I'm not afraid!"

It was only after the typhoon that the rain stopped the next day. Everywhere in the village was still busy. People were repairing houses, repairing tiles, cleaning, and re-building walls.

It looks like reconstruction after the disaster. As long as there are no casualties, everyone still has a longing for life on their faces.

The roads were cleaned immediately by the villagers. Everyone swept their front and back doors. As long as they didn't look at the roofs of their houses, the village returned to its original appearance.

While the villagers were working for their own families, they were also discussing the return of others. Those who had not returned also had various kinship ties with the village.

After Ye Yaodong and his three brothers came back from pushing two carts of tiles, they all helped with the work in the old house. They all had to go to the rafters to help lay the tiles. It was easier to hire someone to make the door and window glass directly.

Ye Mu spent a lot of time tidying up the house. Each house was in a mess, with debris blown in by the howling storm and broken tiles falling from the roof.

"A Dong is now a big boss, why is he still climbing up and down to repair the roof?" the neighbors joked with a smile.

Mother Ye chuckled and said: "The big boss is also my son. I have to help with the work at home. Otherwise, who can we expect with our old arms and legs?"

"You two old people have such a good life. Now that the three brothers are rich, they still work with you."

Father Ye also had a smile on his face, "Don't brag, I only have a few more boats than others. Wherever I am the boss, I am still a fisherman, no different from the big guys."

"It's much worse. It seems that fishermen are different from fishermen. How can someone like A Dong still be called a fisherman? The fisherman is almost the same..."

Ye Yaodong frowned, what, why is he the fisherman again?

"Where is it..." Father Ye said modestly, but the expression on his face was particularly helpful.

"Ah Hai is now that old. I heard that he even went to work in a shipyard. It's really good. He can go to work in a shipyard even before he finishes reading. He will also have a stable job in the future..."

"You are really capable. You are only 15 or 16 years old, but you can go to the shipyard to learn your skills. Everyone in your family is so talented, it is incredible..."

"Haha, he is still young and hasn't finished school yet. He just went to the shipyard as an apprentice to learn some skills. I don't know what will happen in the future..."

"That's right. That's a shipyard. How decent. If you have a craft, you won't have to take risks at sea..."

"It's true that we, the older generation, have nothing to do. We have to go through wind and rain just for the sake of food. The younger generation can feel more comfortable. Of course, we should not follow our old path..."

Ye's father, with a bright face, was chatting with other neighbors downstairs, and Ye's mother was doing the same. The couple was listening to the neighbors' compliments downstairs, and watching their three sons working on the roof.

The two oldest grandsons, Ye Chenghai and Ye Chengjiang, were also sorting and delivering the tiles, and Lin Guangyuan was also there to help.

When the neighbors were praising him, Ye Chenghai was very thin-skinned even though he was still young and kept silent. Ye Chengjiang would wink at Ye Chenghai from time to time.

Ye Chenghai clenched his fists and gestured at him a few times, and kicked him a few times. The two brothers instantly started laughing and joking.

Lin Guangyuan said to Ye Chenghai enviously: "You are so awesome. After you graduate next year, will you go directly to work in the factory?"

"I don't know, that's what Third Uncle said."

"Damn it, if I had known better, I wouldn't have dropped out of school for two years. I'm obviously two years older than you, but I'm still in the third grade of junior high school like you. It's ridiculous to tell people."

"It doesn't matter, you will be a soldier in the future!"

"I haven't even scratched my horoscope yet, and I still have to study for a year. It's so annoying."

"Don't bother, I'll take you to Captain Chen later. I heard someone said this morning that he was repairing circuits in a nearby village."

"Good brother, let's get to work quickly..."

Lin Guangyuan felt energetic all over his body in an instant. He hurriedly lifted a bucketful of tiles, climbed up the ladder, and carried them to the roof.

The three brothers worked for two whole days to give the roof of the old house a new look. They put new tiles on them and removed the old ones.

Father Ye felt happy when he saw it, "Now we can temporarily keep the water from leaking for a few years. In the past, we just repaired the leaks and repaired them. Every year there were broken ones. Now it's better. We can replace them with new ones at once."

It saves trouble."

Ye Yaodong clapped his hands, "The doors and windows were replaced last year, and the roof was replaced this year. Now it's better, and we can live here for another twenty years."

"More than that, you can live here until you die of old age..."

"A-Dong's phone number...A-Dong's phone number..."

"Ah, you have my phone number again?"

A group of people stood at the door and turned to look at the old man riding a bicycle.

"I just went to your house to call you. Your wife said you were at the old house. Come on..."

"Coming."

Ye Yaodong watched him push the bicycle around a corner, get on it and walk away. He immediately trotted behind him, then jumped on and sat down.

The old guard was jumped by him unprepared, and the front of the car swayed and almost fell over. "You guy, why didn't you say anything when you jumped up? You almost fell down."

"Work on your skills, where's the call coming from?"

"From the city."

Ye Yaodong thought, it was Ye Yaohai who called a few days ago, why must it be the popsicle seller today? So many days have passed.

After arriving at the village committee, he saw that the number left was different from the one from the previous few days. He called with great expectation and found that it was indeed the popsicle seller.

He said that after asking for a few days, he had some news and asked him to go to the city and tell him face to face.

Ye Yaodong asked him to tell him directly on the phone now that it would take several hours to go to the city and back, which was a bit troublesome, but the other party refused and wanted to tell him in person.

As soon as he thought about it, he knew that he must be thinking about the red envelope, and he was afraid that he would not accept it after talking to him on the phone, and would have nowhere to find anyone.

He thought that he would be fine at home now, so he made an appointment to meet at the market at noon tomorrow.

This is about making it bigger and stronger, and transforming from manual to mechanized. It is still worth the trouble to make a trip.

When he went back, he also talked to Lin Xiuqing, and then rode his motorcycle to the city early the next morning.

The typhoon had just passed and the roads were full of potholes and mud. Motorcycles were afraid to ride too fast for fear of slipping.

This kind of weather did avoid flying dust, but the mud sprayed randomly, making it even dirtier. When a passing tractor drove by, not only was the motorcycle sprayed all over him, but half of his body was also sprayed with mud.

Ye Yaodong could only curse constantly along the way.

He came to the city only after he had cursed his mouth dry, and half of his body was turned into a clay figure. The passers-by looked at him sideways, and for the first time they no longer looked envious.

As soon as the popsicle seller saw the motorcycle, he came up to him and looked at him in surprise.

Ye Yaodong held back his anger and said, "It's best that the information you tell us is useful."

"It's useful, it's useful. Haha, the typhoon just passed and the road is really not that good."

Ye Yaodong just looked at him.

The other party saw the unhappy expression on his face and did not dare to talk nonsense. He immediately said: "They bought the filling machine you mentioned in the provincial capital. I heard it was imported and very expensive. It is also available in the streets and alleys of the provincial capital.

They sell ice bags of various flavors, but I don’t know where to buy them in the provincial capital. I have to go to the provincial capital to find out.”

"Fuck, aren't you talking nonsense? There are some in the city, and there must be some in the provincial capitals. Just ask one of the provincial towns to buy them, and the others are gone?"

"Well... his family said that relatives in the provincial capital helped to buy it. As for the factory, they didn't know which one. They just said it was a machinery factory."

Ye Yaodong was speechless, that's it?

"Do you know how many hours it takes me to drive to the city? How much fuel does it consume? You just told me it was a machine factory in the provincial capital without even a name?"

"I definitely won't tell the name of the place so clearly, to prevent others from stealing my business. And besides the person who bought it, who would remember it so well? I definitely wouldn't tell my family so clearly, even if I did.

, I will only remember it once and then forget it. After all, the provincial capital is not accessible to ordinary people. Most of the villagers have never left this city in their lives. I have been waiting for you here for a long time, and I have tried my best to help you.

I asked..."

Oh, forget it, after all, it was enough to make people inquire, and to run around and wait here. Ye Yaodong touched his pocket and handed him two dollars casually, as payment for his hard work.

"Okay, what you said is of no use to me at all, just treat it as hard work."

The hawker received the money and said happily: "The boss is indeed trustworthy. What I just said was from my mother's inquiry, but I think they are lying and just talking nonsense. Several of their relatives are involved in smuggling.

If you ask me, they must have smuggled it over, not bought it from a machine factory in a provincial capital."

Ye Yaodong looked at him in surprise, "Good guy, do you still have a trick up your sleeve?"

"Hey, this is what I guessed after all. However, there was a typhoon in the past two days, and the roof of their house was blown off and the glass was broken. I took the opportunity to run over and take a look, and saw the machines in their workshop through the window.
To be continued...