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Chen Family Village.
Chen Xuan woke up from his drunken stupor. He had returned to Chen Family Village yesterday with the intention of renting an excavator, but unexpectedly encountered Chen Dayong halfway there.
Chen Dayong had been in high spirits these past few days. With the new variety of watermelon that Chen Xuan provided, he had started a fruit wholesale business with a few others. Thanks to the delicious taste of the watermelons, he made quite a bit of money. Every morning, a truckload of watermelons would set off, and by evening, they would be sold out. With this back-and-forth, Chen Dayong could easily earn several thousand yuan a day. This was far better than running a small stall at Da Feng Farm.
Chen Family Village only had about three hundred residents, and with just one shout, there were hardly any secrets left in the village. It didn’t take long for people to notice Chen Dayong’s situation, and soon everyone knew that he could earn several thousand yuan a day selling watermelons! This made him an envy target for many.
Countless people secretly tried to find out where Chen Dayong sourced his watermelons, some even waking up early to follow him. Sensing something was off, Chen Dayong became more cautious; he started going out only late at night to successfully evade those prying eyes.
Chen Dayong understood how he got to where he was and had long wanted to build a good relationship with Chen Xuan. When they ran into each other on the road yesterday, he was overjoyed and insisted on dragging Chen Xuan out for drinks.
By the time Chen Xuan groggily woke up, it was already morning. Faced with this situation, he could only shake his head and smile wryly, silently deciding to avoid returning to Chen Family Village around mealtime in the future.
He got up, washed up, and headed downstairs.
Chen Dahai and Zhang Cuifang were chatting at the door. Upon seeing Chen Xuan come down, Zhang Cuifang hurried into the kitchen and brought out some still-warm noodles.
Chen Xuan took the bowl and went to sit beside Chen Dahai at the door. While eating the noodles, he mumbled, “Dad, did you say the excavator would arrive today?”
Yesterday on his way back to Chen Family Village, Chen Xuan had called Chen Dahai to ask about it. If he hadn’t been pulled away by Chen Dayong halfway through, he would have received definite news last night.
Chen Dahai was in his forties and bore a strong resemblance to Chen Xuan, though years of hard labor had aged him considerably. Hearing his son’s question, he nodded and replied in a deep voice, “I called my friend last night. Considering the time, it should be arriving at Barren Land now.”
“Then I’ll hurry over!” Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan quickly scarfed down his noodles.
"Hehe, there's no rush," Chen Dahai chuckled. "We've been friends for a long time; I've already informed them about the situation. They might be on it right now."
"Then we can't wait any longer!" Chen Xuan mumbled, his mind preoccupied with his farm. He quickly finished the noodles in his bowl and hopped onto the tricycle.
Chen Dahai shook his head and smiled; his son's impatience was just like his mother's, completely unlike him.
At that moment, an excavator was circling around the barren land nearby. A young man skillfully operated the machine while a middle-aged man leaned out, scanning the area.
"Master, do you think this barren land is the one we're looking for?" the young man shouted.
"Impossible!" the middle-aged man firmly denied. He pointed at the barren land in front of them and asserted, "Liuzai, look at this barren land; it's at least four hundred acres. Look at the depth of the tilled soil, and those large rocks near the deep pit. And check out how dry the soil is."
"With my thirty-plus years of engineering experience, it’s clear that this site must have been worked on by a large construction team working overnight to achieve such results! It would take at least over thirty excavators to reach this level of work! In all of Changfeng County, there’s no way there’s such a large-scale excavation team! This must be from a major construction crew from Jianghe City!"
"This barren land—aside from matching Uncle Chen's description in size—doesn't fit in any other way!"
"Could it be that Uncle Chen called someone else?" the young man asked.
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged man was immediately furious. He gave Liuzai a hard knock and glared at him, shouting, "He spends all his money on his son's farm! The leftover cash isn’t even enough for fuel—how could he afford such a large construction team?"
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