The Global Reshuffle of Space

  Chapter 105 Alien

  Xiao Xingzhou also thought it was a good idea when he heard it. The entire stone platform was surrounded, and tools could be moved outside.

   "That's right, let the car out now, lest Xiaolan and the others come to see and find something."

  Xiao Yueling immediately acted upon hearing this, and the three scrapped cars were lined up on the left side of the outhouse from the largest to the smallest, with the collective compartments facing outward.

  Because the big truck was too long, the front of the truck could only be dismantled by force. Anyway, it was a useless scrap car, and Xiao Yueling didn't feel sad.

  The compartment is still two meters longer than the outer house, and it doesn't look good at all if it grows a bit longer.

  Xiao Yueling had to change the positions of the three vehicles, and the longest truck compartment leaned against the wall.

  The four-wheel drive vehicle is placed in the middle, and the smallest pickup truck leans against the outhouse, and the extra space is just enough to put the dismantled front of the car.

   "It looks much better this way, and a wooden ladder is placed outside the carriage to make it easier to go up and down, what do you think?"

  Xiao Yueling said to Xiao Xingzhou who was on the side, but she didn't get a response, so she turned her head to look.

   Well, he is already moving tools!

   This is to be moved into the carriage now.

   "Grandpa, you are moving too fast!"

  Xiao Yueling had no choice but to step forward to help.

  “It’s just right to move it into the carriage, but the wood chips fly around during processing, and it’s not easy to clean outside.

   It is even easier to make a ladder, just a few planks. "

   Xiao Yueling couldn't help with wood processing. She was going to build a stone wall between the outhouse and the cave.

  With no walls blocking me, I always feel insecure.

  When outsiders come, they can see the whole picture of the living room at a glance, and there is also a lack of privacy.

  The wall at the entrance of the stone cave is a piece of cake for skilled hands.

  Hei 1 and Hei 2 are responsible for the concrete, and she can get it done in no time.

   But for the sake of aesthetics, Xiao Yueling used pebbles of the same size, and the thickness of the walls was also one meter.

  Xiao Yueling has already become obsessed with the one-meter wall, and always feels that one meter is the safest thickness.

  The stone wall was built against the fireplace in the outhouse, leaving a door and a window, and the wall was built up bit by bit in her hands.

  …

  A group of uninvited guests came to Nanshan Village. Ten military vehicles opened the way, followed by a string of vehicles of different types.

  When everyone gets off the bus, no one can accept the dilapidation in front of them.

  The empty roof, the collapsed and decayed gate, the weeds in the yard...

   "This is too broken!

  How do we live? "

  A shrill female voice sounded, who can tell her where this is, the primitive society?

   "That's right, there isn't even a place for shade, so if you encourage us to go to the countryside, we must give us a place to live!

  If you live in this place, you will be sunburned to death within two days..."

  …

  When everyone is dissatisfied, no one is satisfied.

  If they knew what they were going to do in the countryside, they might as well stay in the dungeon.

  At least there is food and drink there, and there is no need to bask in the sun.

  Sister Lan and her party were silent. They knew the situation in Nanshan Village long ago, so there was nothing to be disappointed about.

   Besides, they didn't want to settle down in the village.

  Looking at the situation, no one is willing to dig caves in the mountains.

   That's fine, as long as no one competes with them for territory.

   As for the others, we will talk about them later.

  The most important thing now is to find a place to settle down.

  They have the energy to rebuild a home of their own.

  The aborigines of Nanshan Village who came back with the convoy returned to their respective homes with their own things.

   Their own house should not be so broken!

  The few houses at the entrance of the village have no tiles left, and they are man-made at first glance.

  Old Zhang looked at the empty roof of his house in disbelief, and cursed.

   "Damn it, who is so wicked that he stole the tiles from my house.

  The whole family is immoral and fuming, no wonder they will lose their children and grandchildren..."

  Lao Zhang looked towards the end of the village, which used to be the place where the village's descendants lived together. I don't know if those old guys are dead or not.

   "Chai Ping, you and the children are looking at our things. I'll go to the back of the village to have a look."

  【If there is a ready-made house at the end of the village, he can move in directly. It is not so easy to rebuild the house.

  These urbanites really think that repairing a house is just a matter of talking. 】

  The road to the village was covered with withered and yellow weeds. Lao Zhang dared not go into the deep grass, because he was afraid that there would be snakes in the grass.

  Although Lao Zhang is a big man, what he fears most is snakes.

Once bitten, twice shy.

  Four intact stone-walled tile houses at the end of the village stood quietly without any movement.

  【These old guys are not dead yet, how can he live in it. 】

   Lao Zhang saw that the house was better maintained than all the houses in the village, so he knew that the owner of the house must still be alive.

  He can't do something like robbery, anyway, he's from the same village, and he doesn't have the face to drive them out.

  But you can always borrow it!

  Lao Zhang rolled his eyes and walked towards the largest yard of the second house.

  The courtyard door was plugged in from the inside, and Lao Zhang was even more sure that there were living people in the room, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

  Looking at the intact tiles on this roof, Lao Zhang was sure that the tiles of his house were among them.

  【Old stuff, don’t be afraid to fall to your death! 】

  Old Zhang raised his hand to knock on the door, but he smelled a foul smell coming from the crack of the door

  It smells like something rotten, and it hits the brain disgustingly.

  Lao Zhang covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, took a few steps back and ran away immediately.

   His face was as pale as paper, and his speed seemed to be chased by a ghost.

   "Nanshan Village is an uninhabited village, and you have seen the situation in the village, it is like this.

  The sun has risen, if you don’t find a place to stay, you can only stay under the sun.

   Our future work is not easy to carry out..."

  The person who spoke was Yu He, the accompanying town staff member. He patted the cart carrying grain behind him, and his meaning was self-evident.

  Not to mention that the people who went to the countryside were unhappy, he was also very unhappy.

   I really think of myself as a gentleman or wife from the city, and I don’t even look at what year it is.

  People can't live anymore, so what's the point?

   If you don’t want to stay, go back to the city, he is not willing to serve.

  City people went to the countryside to compete with them for resources, so it's strange to welcome them.

  Survival in the countryside is not as good as in the city. I heard that there are dungeons, canteens, and jobs in the city.

   I don’t know what these people think. I really think that if you go to the countryside and plant the fields casually, you can harvest thousands of catties of grain.

   There are really good things, he still needs to follow these people all over the town every day.

   After a month, I can only earn back the family's rations, and I can't even afford a piece of meat. This **** life is really unbearable.

   Yu He glanced at everyone irritably, and habitually touched his hands in his pockets.

   After feeling for nothing, he remembered that he had no cigarettes to smoke.

  Zhao Cang cleverly handed over a filter cigarette, lit the fire and whispered.

   "Brother Yu, we've already decided on a place. Can you mark it out for us first?"

  Yu He took a deep puff of the cigarette, squinting his eyes contentedly to feel the long-lost smell. He hadn't smoked for only two days, which seemed like a century.

  (end of this chapter)