My father's home is in a small valley in a neighboring county not far from here. My father's surname is naturally also the Yang family, but this Yang is different from my mother's Yang. My father's Yang is the surname given to his ancestors. In other words, it was not this surname, but the surname given to his servants by the emperor or nobles. After years of development, this ancestor has also spread out a large family, but it is different than those big families, but it is also good.

Many years ago, due to war, my ancestors fled to the vicinity and encountered riots. As a result, a large group of people were dispersed. Dozens of people settled down in a nearby valley because it was a valley. Except for the beasts, it was a paradise. If the soldiers were not robbed, the bandits would not come, but they were just too poor.

"Then, Grandpa, how did you come here?" Yang Heng felt very puzzled. Since that place is so good, how did my father come from? It seems that he remembers that my father seemed to be rescued by my mother.

"Hehe, this." "I'm sorry to say it, my mother is here to tell you, your Aweng, that is, your father's grandfather. Your Aweng passed away when your father was fifteen years old. At that time, you Aweng married your current grandfather again and gave birth to a young uncle for you the next year..."

"Okay, stop talking, Ying'er, stop talking." The father hugged his head in pain. Maybe he was resenting his grandfather. If he hadn't met a kind mother, then the father now...

"Grandma, Grandma, you still have me." Yang Heng had a rare sympathy. It was not easy for this cheap dad to be, "But Grandma, what can we do if we go back?"

"Go back, you have this plan. If you don't have any land when you go back, how can we live? I just say that when you go back, I'm just angry. I think I'll find someone to talk to you." "Is there no wasteland there? We can open up the land." "What about the place to live?" "If there is any wood, just build a shed to live there first." Yang Heng said helplessly. He believed that in this era, there will definitely be wasteland, it depends on how you open up the land.

"There are, but there are some, but that place is difficult to cultivate. There are many wild animals on the mountain and they will come down from time to time, but the place is very large. Our ancestors have wanted to cultivate it for nearly a hundred years, but there is no way to open it. Can you have a way?" Dad said uncertainly.

"This is great, Aye, have you forgotten what we do? We are blacksmiths. We can create some good tools ourselves. Wouldn't it be much easier?" Yang Heng became excited.

"Yes, husband, why don't you go to your hometown? We won't be angry here. After I find my uncle, we will think of other ways." My mother also started to make a fuss. These days, I have been worried. One is the problem with the house, and the other is Yang Heng's illness.

"Let me think about it again." "Don't think about it, grandpa, just say, how much wasteland can be reclaimed in my hometown." Yang Heng was anxious. "Let me think about it. There are more than a few hundred acres of land, all of which are unowned land, but there are some messy trees on it. Then, according to them, the bottom of this soil layer is stone slabs, so the roots grow very quickly. You cut off this side and grow again soon. They are often destroyed by wild animals, which is also very dangerous to the personnel. They have been renovated many times but have not been successfully renovated, but the water cannot be watered up high." Dad said helplessly. "Is there a river on the side?" "Yes, and there is a river next to the forest I mentioned. You can't just put the water into the ground directly. It takes manpower to pick it up, so how much land can you water." Dad was very helpless.
Chapter completed!