Chapter 32 Fish Pond
Seeing Qian Duoduo's reward, Qin Luo didn't care, and didn't even say a word of thanks.

It took nearly an hour to carefully polish the entire wood carving until it was perfect.

Only then did he look at the two bodyguards who were on the verge of breaking down.

"Things are ready."

"Give it to you."

"Get some sleep before leaving? Or what?"

Qin Luo's voice was a little hoarse.

It’s almost eight o’clock in the evening now. From yesterday to today, I have been carving for a full 24 hours. At first it was for money, and I was a little upset and angry. Later, I was completely immersed and entered a state of flow.

Although Qian Duoduo is not a good person, this work gave me a perfect experience.

It can be regarded as his masterpiece at this stage.

"Don't bother you, let's go now."

"I'm sorry, Master Qin."

One of the bodyguards stood up and said with a polite smile, while the other hurriedly brought over the box, packed it, and carried it downstairs.

"In the end, find a place to rest and don't drive tired."

Qin Luo sent the two of them to the door and explained again.

"Yeah, I know. Don't worry."

The car sped away.

Only then did Qin Luo feel exhausted like a tide. When he returned to the living room on the first floor, he saw his grandfather and uncle staring at him.

"I don't dare to do this in the future..."

"Stop staying up late, it will hurt your body more."

Grandpa said slowly.

When Qin Luo was sculpting, he went upstairs to see it twice, and Sister Cha also persuaded his grandfather to talk about Qin Luo, so that he could rest at least.

It's just that grandpa didn't bother.

Men should fight for their careers.

Family members, if you can't help, at least don't hold back.

Although I feel sorry for my grandson, what can I do?
"Haha, I know, let's not take it as an example."

"Uncle, um, let's go north in the backyard. Is the pond at the other end of the woods under the control of the village?"

Qin Luo asked with a smile.

The uncle was stunned for a moment: "It belongs to the village committee. Eight years ago, someone contracted it and lost all of it. Later, it was abandoned there."

"Don't worry about it. The family raised fish before, and they were about to grow up and be able to sell for money. Some people were jealous and secretly sprinkled dichlorvos into the fish pond at night. When they woke up the next day, they all turned upside down. .”

"It can't be done."

"We are also afraid that the pond water will pollute the river, and the source will be blocked, and then it will dry up year after year."

Huh?
Qin Luo's heart moved, and he was even more pleasantly surprised.

There is still running water?

"Then can it be dug again now?"

Qin Luo asked.

"It's possible."

"The environmental protection has been done well in the past two years. There is more water in the river and it is also cleared. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive."

"Do you really want to contract?"

"Fish keeping is hard work."

The uncle frowned slightly, considering the pros and cons.

"miss you!"

"The situation is much better now than it was almost ten years ago. If you can't do it, just surround it and monitor it more. Besides, you are the village head, so no one can bully our family like this?"

"I don't want to raise fish, I want to do fishing. The fisherman's money is still very good."

"Besides, making money is secondary, the main thing is to earn popularity."

"It's beautiful, isn't it comfortable to look at?"

"Get ready to find someone to dig it out. It's worth a hundred thousand yuan. I can dig it out no matter what. I made 50 yuan from this sum, and now I have money on hand."

Qin Luo rambled on.

The uncle still hesitated, and looked at grandpa again.

Grandpa took a puff of his cigarette and grinned, with wrinkles on his face.

"dig!"

"Xiao Luo has the final say."

"Look at the reservoir, so to speak, who else is there in the village now? They've all gone out to work. If we don't do anything else, our village will really die."

"You, the village head, are not as good as a doll in your twenties. You are useless."

Grandpa smiled and said a few words, and then he made a final decision, and then pointed the finger of criticism at uncle.

Uncle: ...

He let out a long sigh.

Can this be blamed on him?
Young people go out to work, what can the village head do?
Tie people up in this backcountry forcibly?
However, what Qin Luo said is indeed reasonable. The current situation is different from eight years ago.

Even the intersections in the village and the police station have installed surveillance cameras.

Everyone went out to work, and there were only old people left in the village, and there were not many bums and idlers.

To be honest...

People nowadays are so timid that they don't even dare to fight.

If you win, you will go to jail, if you lose, you will be hospitalized.

It's all about money.

Poisoning fish ponds will definitely be punished, and fines will be imposed after the sentence. Who has the guts?

If it doesn't work, it's okay to surround it.

"Okay, then I'll ask the excavator tomorrow, you go to sleep, ah, don't worry about it."

After thinking about it in his heart, the uncle nodded heavily and agreed.

Qin Luo smiled, then went upstairs yawning.

After taking a quick shower, lying on the bed, he fell asleep.

……

Wake up.

Three poles in the sun.

48:[-] a.m.

Almost fifteen hours of sleep.

This sleep was so comfortable, he got up refreshed, and just as he went downstairs, Qin Luo smelled a burst of fragrance.

In the kitchen, it should be stewing chicken.

When I walked to the door of the kitchen, it was indeed a chicken in a large casserole, the chicken fat was boiled out, a layer of yellow and shiny oil, there were shiitake mushrooms, pine nuts, and bright red goji berries and jujubes in it. Jumping up and down in boiling water, steaming.

I couldn't hold back my saliva.

Couldn't help but scooped up a piece, blowing on the hot air, Qin Luo ate it first.

Native chickens must be native chickens, free-range chickens.

The ones sold in the market are not so delicious, and they don’t taste like chicken.

The door of the backyard was opened, and Sister Cha walked in, just in time to grab Qin Luo and steal it, and said with a smile: "Wake up, grandpa and uncle are over there by the pond, they are already digging."

"Eat something first. The chicken was stewed early in the morning. It has been stewed for three hours. It is fully cooked."

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

"okay."

This little day is so beautiful.

Take a bowl of meat and scoop the soup, and sacrifice to the temple of the five internal organs first.

"Grandpa bought the chicken in the village. He said it would nourish your body, and you would lose energy and blood by staying up late..."

Sister Cha came out again with a stack of sauced beef, sat opposite, and said softly.

Qin Luo raised his head and smiled and said, "Grandpa still loves me."

"That's what I stewed!"

Her long eyelashes flickered.

"Oh oh oh, you feel bad too, hahaha."

"Perfunctory!"

Sister Cha gave him an angry look: "You were talking in your sleep last night, I heard it all..."

Ok?
Qin Luo gnawed on his muscles, a little puzzled: "What did you say?"

Sister Cha smiled: "You have been calling my name in your dreams. I have counted it, and you have called it 521 times."

puff!
Qin Luo was speechless and laughed.

You really know how!

"Besides eavesdropping on your sleep talk, I did one more thing."

Sister Cha suddenly said again.

Ok?
"What?"

"I secretly took a nude photo of you."

"Master Qin, you don't want your photo to be published online, do you?"

Qin Luo:? ? ?
……

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(End of this chapter)

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