By now, Longevity Village had already changed in appearance.
What had originally been a stretch of barren hills and wilderness now had houses built one after another, and small courtyards one after another.
Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi strolled through the village, looking at those courtyards.
"It still looks somewhat crude!" Yu Qingyi said.
Yang Zhengshan laughed heartily. "How long has it been? Having a place to live is already not bad!"
More than thirty households meant more than thirty sets of courtyards. It did not sound like many, but don't forget, there were not many young men here.
There were more than thirty young men, more than thirty young women, and the rest were all children.
With just this many people, being able to put up such a stretch of houses in such a short time was already not easy.
After passing through the village, the two arrived at the farmland south of the village.
Right now, everyone was busy reclaiming farmland and digging irrigation channels.
In truth, reclaiming farmland here was not difficult. It was all relatively fine soil, without too many stones or miscellaneous debris. They only needed to hoe away the weeds, then turn the earth over.
By comparison, reclaiming farmland on Shenmu Island was much more difficult. The wasteland on Shenmu Island was true wasteland; it did not just have weeds, but also many trees, rocks, and all sorts of messy things.
But here, a few years ago, this place had been a stretch of dark, fertile land. Yang Zhengshan had merely scattered some grass seeds over it.
"Dad, Mother, you're here!"
Seeing Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi walk over, Yang Mingcheng immediately came to meet them.
At this moment, Yang Mingcheng looked almost no different from a farmer. He wore a short shirt and