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The adobe house of the fourth elder's family in the village was in danger of being saved. The whole family started to leave their hometown one after another in order to build a new courtyard. Belt Alley, looking from a distance. There is a back figure with a stooped body, hands behind the waist, a leisurely gait, and slow walking. Not many tens of meters away, seven people hurried over. The seven people were arranged in an orderly manner, with different heights and different steps. However, the steps were exceptionally consistent. At first glance, they seemed to be in perfect agreement. Just when I was about to get closer and take a closer look at these people, I heard the little man at the end of the team angrily saying: "What's going on with the animals in front? Don't you know how to work the shift?" The leader was tall, sweaty, with dry lips and mouth. He pursed his lips and licked his mouth impatiently for a while, then returned to the mouth. Then he turned sideways and took a small step to the left to make way for the donkeys. He turned around and said, "Donkeys at the back are barking. Don't bark. If you have the ability, come on." The rest of the people were just about to get excited when they saw the familiar figure in front of them and they all became quiet and slowed down. That figure from behind is the old turtle squad leader.