The clansmen of the Yang family's old house in Qingshi Town migrated, and the power of the Yang clan in Xishan would definitely grow by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, but Xishan Village was only that big, and there were only so many spiritual fields, so the growth of the Yang clan people was bound to fight fiercely for the living space of the indigenous people in Xishan Village. ◎∑ top ◎ ∑ point ◎ ∑ small ◎ ∑ said,
Shi Nansheng and Zhang Blacksmith can see this clearly, Xu Lei and Li Shaoqun probably understand, but they all know that understanding is one thing, whether they can change is another.
On the road by the Qinshui River, on the main road, there was a convoy heading in the direction of Xishan Village, the cart was piled up with all kinds of household utensils, and the bottles and cans looked like a scene of the family relocating.
"How many clansmen will the Yang family migrate this time?" Blacksmith Zhang couldn't help but ask.
Yang Junshan replied: "About a hundred households!"
Shi Nansheng also spoke: "Even if the Yang family used to have only more than 100 households, now it has suddenly doubled, how should spiritual fields and residences be divided?"
Yang Junshan glanced at the two of them and said with a smile: "If the Yang clan divides the fields, they will only divide the spiritual fields that have been newly cultivated in the village in recent years but have not yet been divided, the new spiritual fields in the wild, and the industries of the Xiong and Yu families within the scope of Wasteland Town.
"Haha, the young patriarch misunderstood, misunderstood, we didn't mean that!"
Although Heather Nansheng said this, Yang Junshan could see that he and Blacksmith Zhang both relaxed a little in unison.
Over the years, because Xishan Village has been thriving, but the old house in Qingshi Town is the sunset of Xishan Mountain, and intermittently people come to Xishan Village from Qingshi Town, but the total number does not exceed 100 households.
In addition, in order to divide the Yang family over the years, the Wang family has also recruited a group of clansmen.
Although there are only more than 100 households, five or six hundred people poured into Xishan Village in one go, which is enough for the entire village to jump up and down.
Under the guidance of the villagers in Xishan, the clansmen of the Yang family's old house were being diverted out of the square in front of the village one by one and walking towards the temporary resettlement site.
"Village protection formation, is this the village protection formation? The aura in this village is really strong!"
"Yes, the third master is amazing, he started from scratch and created such a big family business, I'm afraid the old patriarch was just like this back then!"
"I heard that the eldest son of the third master is a formation master, and this village protection formation was arranged by the eldest son of the third master?"
"Okay, okay, don't always call me 'Three Masters and Three Masters', I will be called 'Patriarch' from now on, this is Xishan Village, Mengyu County, not Qingshi Town in Chenyu County!"
"Hey, our Yang clan leader has finally regained his surname 'Yang'!"
"Anyway, it's better to settle down quickly, I think the houses in this village are not enough to live in, there are a lot of tents set up in the village, third master, no, the patriarch won't let our Yang family live in tents on their own?"
"I'm more concerned about how to divide the spiritual land in the future, if you don't have a house, it's a big deal to build yourself, since it's a migration of the whole family, so you're not ready to live a hard life? But if there is no spiritual field, our old Yang family ancestors have been spiritual farmers for generations, how can we live?"
"I heard that the spiritual fields of the old house in Qingshi Town, the third aunt and the fourth master secretly sold everything they could sell, and those jade coins were handed over to the patriarch, and we should be able to buy some more spiritual fields for us to cultivate, even if it was less!"
"I have long heard from those tribesmen who came to Xishan Village that there are plenty of spiritual fields here."
"Haven't you noticed that there are really a lot of spiritual fields in this village!"
"More than a hundred of us moved here in one go, no matter how sufficient the spiritual land is, it is not enough to share!"
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Yang Junshan has been able to hear a lot of gossip from the old otaku along the way, although there are praises and criticisms, but they don't have much complaint about their father and son, or what Xishan Village shows in front of the old otaku 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 sound of quarrels coming from the distance quickly caught Yang Junshan's attention, and the clansmen coming and going around, whether they were from the old house or those who had moved in before, all of them intentionally or unintentionally avoided the location of the quarrel at this time, and hurried past from both sides.
"Since you know we're moving in, why didn't you prepare the house?"
"The second uncle can go to his home to rest first, the house is being built, but in a hurry, where can hundreds of houses be built!"
"That's the third child who derelict in his duties," the old man said bitterly: "I knew that the clan members of the old house were going to move in, but they let them come and could only sleep in tents. If he can't do such a thing well, how did he, the patriarch, do it? If it ......"
Han Xiumei frowned when she heard this, so she was not as polite as before: "The second uncle is an understanding person, when did the people in the old house say they were going to move here, how long will it take to complete the construction of more than 100 houses?
"Hmph, anyway, your third aunt and fourth uncle didn't coordinate with the third child, if this matter is done by the old man, hum......"
Yang Tieniu couldn't stand it anymore behind Han Xiumei, and said: "Since the clan uncle was able to coordinate well, why didn't you do it in the first place......
The old man's face turned red, and the middle-aged monk next to him snorted coldly and said sternly: "Presumptuous, this is the person from the main lineage of the Yang family talking, where is there room for you to interject!"
Yang Tieniu's eyes widened, anger appeared on his face, Yang Qingniu on the side pulled him, Yang Tieniu had to endure the anger in his heart.
The middle-aged man continued: "Brother and sister, since the third child is not prepared, I see that there are many houses in Xishan Village, since Xishan Village will be my Yang family's property in the future, then ask these foreigners to vacate the house for the clan first.
Originally, Han Xiumei took Yang Qingniu and Yang Tieniu to preside over the resettlement of the old households, but the unreasonable troubles of the people in front of her also made her not know what to do.
At this moment, Han Xiumei happened to see her son Yang Junshan striding over.
"Yo, second grandpa, second uncle, I didn't expect you two to come too, and they came so fast, much faster than the third aunt and the fourth grandpa.
Yang Junshan didn't have any good words as soon as he came up, and his tone was full of mockery.
It's not that he Yang Junshan doesn't know how to respect his elders, but as the pillar of the Yang family's old house now, Yang Xi and Yang Tianlei, the father and son, actually followed in the first wave of migration teams of the old house, which made Yang Junshan can't help but despise it greatly.
You must know that in order to cover the safe migration of the old house, the third aunt Yang Yan and the fourth grandfather Yang Jiao are still dealing with the Wang family in the old house, and Yang Xi and his son, who are used to playing tailwind flags in front of the Wang family on weekdays, please the good and have the highest cultivation level, and get the most benefits, did not stay at the end, but ran to Xishan Village as soon as possible to continue to make trouble.
It can be said that Yang Tiangang left Qingshi Town in anger, and the driving force behind it was the Wang family, and the direct reason was the Yang Xi father and son.
Now that the Yang family's old house is in trouble, it can be said that anyone with a bit of backbone, even if you know that Qingshi Town has become a dead end, don't get on the pole and run to Xishan Village in the first wave.
But now the father and son are picking their noses and faces, typical picking up chopsticks to eat meat and putting down their chopsticks to scold their mother.
How could Yang Xi and Yang Tianlei not hear the mockery in Yang Junshan's words, Rao was thick-skinned enough, and their faces were red at this time.
Yang Junxian stood up abruptly and shouted: "Yang Junshan, how do you talk......"
"Shut up!"
Yang Junshan shouted as if he had infinite power, and Yang Junxian suddenly felt a breath pouring into his chest and abdomen from his mouth and nose, pressing him so hard that he couldn't speak.
Not only him, when Yang Junshan shouted in a low voice, even Yang Xi and Yang Tianlei's father and son felt an endless killing aura rushing towards them, that suffocating feeling made the father and son break out in a cold sweat instantly, facing Yang Junshan, a junior, the two of them actually felt palpitations and fear!
"Now the young patriarch of the Yang clan in Xishan is talking to your elders again, what is your identity, where is there room for you to interject here?"
Yang Junshan's words were not only angry with Yang Tieniu just now, but more like a warning and setting rules: "Remember, this is the Yang family in Xishan Village, not the old house in Qingshi Town.
"Mother, you go to work on other things, I believe the second grandfather and the second uncle know what to do!"
After Han Xiumei and the others left, the light at the foot of Yang Junshan flickered, and amidst the exclamations and cheers of the Yang clan, it soared into the air and flew towards the top of the western mountain.
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I slept in this morning and woke up after ten o'clock, sorry!