Chapter 1811 - 325: Part 2

Next, unless someone ventures deep into the wheat field, the changes here cannot be seen from the outside at all.

Under normal circumstances, no one in the village would venture deep into someone else's field. Uncle Qin and Xiong Shan might come, but they would be able to sense the abnormalities here and know who did it.

Alii was busy working with Li Zhiyuan. The girl really enjoyed the feeling of working with the young man, as if this field were her new collection.

Their cooperation was also very tacit. Li Zhiyuan was responsible for pointing the positions, and Alii dug holes and placed the array flags with a small shovel. As she backfilled, the small shovel would gently touch the array flag, serving as a check.

As more and more materials were moved over, besides Run Sheng continuing to transport the remaining materials, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou had already joined in the construction of the dojo.

One was using the Blood Ape Power, while the other had activated Shuping. This scene was comparable to the urgency and seriousness when facing a formidable enemy in the past.

This made Li Zhiyuan, who had already arranged the array, the most useless one at present. Staying on site not only didn't contribute much to efficiency, but also had to worry about being bumped into by the two of them.

Therefore, the young man simply took the girl's hand and walked out, sitting on the workshop roof, overlooking from a height, checking for omissions and making up for them.

When Run Sheng finished moving all the materials and joined them, the scene in front of their eyes had a fast-forward feeling like watching a movie.

The basic work was soon more than half completed, leaving slots according to the blueprint.

What Li Zhiyuan wanted was a high-standard dojo, so that it could be as close to "once and for all" as possible, saving the need for renovation in the future.

And sometimes the way to enhance the standard can also be very simple and unadorned.

Liu Yumei lay on the bed in the house, fanning herself with a cattail fan, listening to the noises in the field outside, a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of her mouth.

If the old guy knew that the mules under him were so capable, he would probably stop doing the funeral business and directly change professions to form a construction team, which would really make money.

After a while, the smile on Liu Yumei's face gradually faded, turning into a kind of helplessness.

If only that day Xiao Yuan's light had not self-ignited, giving herself more time to prepare, to match whatever needed matching, to cut whatever needed cutting, to make whatever contracts needed making...

Her own Xiao Yuan wouldn't need to build a practice room dojo by hand herself?

Alas, it's really frustrating, it's like sitting on a gold mine but unable to spend it.

"Creak..."

The door was pushed open, and it was Alii who came in.

Liu Yumei stopped fanning and pretended to be asleep.

Alii walked to the offering table, took down several plaques, and walked out.

The door wasn't closed.

After a while, Alii came in again, this time with a basket, and she put the plaques from the offering table into the basket, then carried the heavy, full basket and went out.

The door still wasn't closed.

After a while, there was a "rumble" sound outside.

Alii was holding a rope in her hand, and the other end of the rope was tied to a board, with four wheels under the board, a simple cart.

The two lower rows of plaques had just been taken away, and the girl stood on a chair, starting to take down the upper ones.

After taking them down, they were neatly stacked on the cart, repeating the process.

In the end, she even climbed onto the offering table and cleaned up the top few rows.

There were too many plaques, too heavy, and when the cart was pulled, it wasn't "rumble" but rather a "hum" as if it were overburdened.

Liu Yumei, lying on the bed, turned her head to look at the door.

The door still wasn't closed.

But the offering table was all sold out.

"Not bad, you didn't not help at all, our Xiao Yuan's dojo, at least you all contributed."

Alii came in again.

This time she didn't stay at the offering table but went straight into the bedroom.

Liu Yumei was stunned for a moment: Is she going to fill me in as the foundation as well?

The girl stood by the bed, looking at the older sister pretending to be asleep lying in front of her.

The older sister's heart was somewhat flustered and couldn't keep pretending, so she opened her eyes.

The girl turned around and pointed to the empty offering table.

Liu Yumei said, "The ancestors went out for a stroll, it's okay, by tomorrow morning, they'll come back by themselves."

The girl shook her head.

Time is tight.

Liu Yumei sat up and said, "You go wait outside first, granny will go and call the ancestors back right away."

Alii nodded, turned around, and left the house.

Liu Yumei threw on a piece of clothing for herself, got up, and walked out of the East Room.

In the West Room.

Uncle Qin was soaking his feet, the water in the wooden tub half white, half black, with hot stones inside, constantly boiling.

Whether from practicing martial arts in early years, or later venturing on the river, or following the old lady's orders to participate in some special projects, Uncle Qin had accumulated a lot of hidden injuries.

Aunt Liu often did treatments for him.

For this, Aunt Liu often teased him:

"Look at Run Sheng, then look at you."

Uncle Qin could only reply, "When I was young, I was also reckless."

Of course, Uncle Qin also knew in his heart that the path Run Sheng was on now had surpassed his imagination.

Although in terms of absolute strength the two could not yet be weighed on the same scale, Run Sheng's future development, as it stands, has already broken through Uncle Qin's limitations.

This is fate and destiny.

Apart from discussing Run Sheng's unique physique, in front of Run Sheng stands a Xiao Yuan, a treatment he didn't have when he once ventured the river alone.

However, Uncle Qin would not dwell too much on this, firstly because the Qin family's tradition is to venture the river alone, facing the waves on the river by oneself, in pursuit of mastering the Qin's Jiao Observation Technique.

Secondly, dwelling on this would be too unfair to the old lady who personally raised him and treated him as her own.