Hua Jia

earlier, outside hangzhou's qing chun gate, it was a wasteland.

one year, the chinese master sent his butler to hangzhou.

stinky noses riding around the wasteland, which is chinese.

the chinese master has also posted a list in the four cities of hangzhou, where rents are opened, indicating that they cannot be rented for 10 years as long as the land matures and crops grow.

the poor are counting the first year, the second year 50%, the third year 70%...

at that time, a couple had arrived from outside the country in a hurry to find a place to stay, and had been told that the owner of such a tenancy had put finger marks on the chinese master's contract.

the couple arrived outside the qingchun gate and found a deep water puddle, setting up a small grass shed on the sides of which they set up their homes, and started to reclaim the land early in the morning.

it's a year of winter and snow, and the wife is having a baby.

there were no relatives who delivered red sugar and no neighbours who delivered ginger soup, except for the husband, who was guarding his wife and was in a hurry.

whoo-hoo! the north wind opened the lawn door, and the husband was in a hurry to close it.

the north wind opened the lawn door again, and the husband rose up and suffocated.

for the third time, the north wind opened the door of the lawn, and the third time the husband closed it, the sound of “wow” was born.

the husband said to his wife, "if the child is born three times, call him "three." the husband was so slow, he said, "thirt, grow up! dad's waist is broken!" three buttons are growing up.

and his wife was so slow, she said, "thirty, grow up!" three buttons and a long one.

the first child was born at the age of seven or eight, who was more knowledgeable than the youngest child of ten years of age.

three cuts to help his father grow a field, and a cloud will follow him in the sky, and he won't be tanned in june.

three cuts to fetch water for his mother, and two buckets will be full.

it is said that three strokes are not mortal, and three strokes are born to dragons.

since dad's fingerprinting was placed on the watanabe's contract, a number of poor people have become tenants of the watanabe and moved to live in the wasteland.

gradually, around that puddle, a village of twenty and thirty families.

and thou shalt, and thou shalt, and loth, and the wasteland shall change: a green field in the east, and a green field in the west, and the willows willows, and the raisins, and the raisins, and the raiment shall be great.

in the spring of the third year, when the field was so well-ploughed, the tumbled, his father was exhausted and exhausted.

she cried out of her eyes.

and from that time on, the cattle-herding house, the weed-weeding house, and the women suffered from the sun's feet.

soon after, the master told him to return to hangzhou.

when he saw that the wasteland had become a fertile and beautiful garden, he was going to take it back and build the old man's house.

sniper leader broke into the villageThe tenants moved away immediately.

The tenants were all screaming, "Isn't it for ten years? "In ten years, a year, a decade, and a half, it's now the third year, and the master's good will is done!" When they squeaked, their men opened the house.

The house is torn to three stabbings.

The three buttons went up like crazy and twisted their nose.

The stench of his nose was sore that his men tied up three buttons, hung a large stone, “pushed up” and threw it into the deep water in front of the door; he set a fire and burned the blind mother with three buttons alive in the barn.

When the stinking noses were gone, the neighbours came to the deep water to make three cuts.

They took half a day, and nothing.

There was a bottomless hole in the middle of the hole.

Soon, on this land, a glorious temple was built.

Bricks laid in the palace, bricks made of silver, beads embedded in walls and beams.

It's "The Heavenly Fairy House, the Supreme Court"! The Chinese master's 60th birthday has just arrived.

On that day, the lanterns in Tai Shih's house were festive.

The Watanabe sits on the bench in the living room, and the slain officer kneels on his knees under black pressure.

When I finished my birthday, I was about to enter the table to drink, and I saw a stinking nose crawling and crawling in, screaming, "It's not good! There must be some monster in the backyard.

The Chinese master did not believe, but went to the backyard with the official gentleman, and there were two bald cyborgs standing there, and one of the officials was busy saying, “This is a blessing from the sky, the great master's life is better than the rest of the world...” The words of the cyborgs were not finished, except for the last one, the sound of the cyborg, and the sound of a giant dragon coming out of the ground.

So this cyborg trunk is the two horns of the dragon.

This dragon is three strokes - three kicks for revenge! The dragon turned down, and as soon as the dragon's head shook and its tail was swept, it sank the whole house under the ground and turned into a pond of dozens of acres.

The valet and the officer gentleman drowned inside.

The poor evicted tenants gathered from all sides and settled in the pond.

They till land, plant trees, and year after year, this place slowly becomes more beautiful.

Because the Chinese master's house was sank at the bottom of the pool, the large pond was called the “Wa Jia pool”; and the place was seen as a good place and called the “Lake West”。