Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 93 Either Disfigured or Opened.

The people in the small fishing village looked up.

He gasped in disbelief.

Rub your eyes again.

"This, is this really where we're going to live next?"

"probably."

"No, I don't believe it."

The people in the small fishing village looked at Boss Cen with questioning eyes.

Although Boss Cen didn't want to admit it, but the fact was so, he picked up the album and took a look, pointing to the huge irregular rock on the ground not far away: uninhabited island.

The uninhabited island is very large.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is pleasant.

Whether it is landscape or anything, it is located on a small island.

The island is far away from the land, and it takes a waterway to cross it.

The village chief's wrinkled and withered hands were tightly gripping the cigarette stick, and his pale and cracked mouth moved: "Mr. Cen, do we really want to go?"

Boss Cen didn't want to, but there was no way out right now: "Why don't you go? The land has been divided, and we have to bring these more than 100 people to settle down."

The village head looked back.

There are more than 100 people, all old and young, so they can't continue to hurry or lie down on the spot.

Anyway, this is a place to stay, this is a home.

"go!"

"Yes, we can start from scratch."

"Yes."

"Don't be discouraged, everyone. Fortunately, no one wants this broken island, so they gave us the title deed directly. From now on, this will be our home. No one will drive us away, and we won't be displaced again."

The villagers in the small fishing village will especially comfort themselves: "That's right, don't look at this place, what's wrong with it? Few people come, and dangerous people like thieves and robbers find it troublesome to come here. We are safe."

"Hahaha……"

Hearty laughter echoed throughout the uninhabited island.

Fortunately, this big river leading to the uninhabited island has a bridge that can directly lead to the uninhabited island, so they don't need to build boats and row boats.

Although the bridge is not strong, it can still walk. Everyone supports each other and takes care of the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Finally arrived at the destination.

All I could see was a row of dilapidated houses.

These houses look like they're going to rot.

The villagers are a little desperate, and they have to rely on the village chief to take care of it.

"This will be our home from now on, and everything will be erected."

Boss Cen and Mrs. Cen looked at each other. The people in the small fishing village were united and listened to his family along the way, so they had to assign tasks and work hard.

Mrs. Cen stepped forward: "We have worked so hard to come here, and we cannot be overwhelmed by the difficulties in front of us. It is autumn in front of us, and it will be winter in a few months. The winter in the north is getting cold. It’s a good winter and you have to do it well.”

Boss Cen nodded, and took the old lady's words: "I just looked around, although the houses on this small island are not good, but the resources are still quite rich."

"Well, let's practice meditation on the house first. The house is too fragile now, and it can't bear the wind and rain."

"The khans went to chop wood, move stones, and cement."

"Girls, put your things back together, and get out the houses you can live in first."

"Oh, okay."

Cen Abao followed Granny Cen to see the house.

There are many houses, all in a row, in a good location, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and in a place that is sheltered from the wind, but they are in disrepair and are too old, creaking, and the window paper is gone.

Cen Abao pushed open a door, who would have thought that the door was broken and smashed directly on Cen Abao.

There is only one thought in Cen Abao's mind: It's over, either disfigurement or opening.

(End of this chapter)