Leaving Director Xin continued working, Chen Ying and Yin Li followed the old farmer and technician Xiao Lin along the path up the mountain.
"The old man's mushroom farm is just below the old village, the environment there is more suitable for cultivating mushrooms," technician Xiao Lin introduced the situation as they walked.
After walking about five or six hundred meters, they saw a row of houses across the stream, which were the mushroom farms built by the old man. At this moment, they could see a group of wild boars going in and out of the destroyed gate.
"Are the wild boars here so rampant?"
"They are. But it's also because there's no one left in the old village, if more people were living there, it should be much better."
The old farmer interjected, "Young people are too lazy to walk, they've all built houses by the roadside, destroying our ancestors' feng shui, otherwise our village wouldn't have collapsed so badly."
