The Fate...
...or better the Excavator owner introduced me to an old man and told me his story.
The old man and his wife lost an inheritance case and so all their property to his relatives. (Yes, family again)
Now totally broke they had an old scooter with side car and a sack with clothes and crockery and lived in a shed at the excavator owner's house.
I got asked if we could use him as nighttime security and he would accept any kind of payment.
I used him a few nights and was stunned how the land was changing because he did a very good housekeeping after work, started watering trees we planted and I felt that he loved this project, beside he told us how great it is to see this right at the beginning.
I felt somehow reluctant because I paid him for night watch and not for
gardening and as I have seen the shed he was living in I couldn't hold back.
We went to the builder's market and bought all what is needed to build a chalet with one sleeping room, outside kitchen, terrace and an external
shower and toilet.
His son in law, daughter and stepson were building the little house without asking for any money.
He got offered free living, electric and food included and 5000 baht (150 USD per month).
ONE day later he came with his wife and she went into tears. I could not follow what was spoken as she was choking on tears but gesticulating and crying, laughing hugging my wife and housemaid who joined in..
The afternoon then the old man (we call them uncle and auntie) left with his wife and 3 hrs. later the scooter with sidecar returned overloaded.
Beside all their belongings he brought even the old huge loom for auntie and she started right away with the set up.
(Lucky I built the terrace bigger than they expected)
Now after 3 month all beside 3 trees survived and push out new green.
I didn't plan crops for this year, but we have now Melons, Pumpkins, Corn and lots of veggies growing.
Uncle and Auntie want us to become self sustaining by end of next year as far possible.
The village eldest and the major popped already 3 times up to see the progress of the new village landmark and of cause to see with his own eyes if this foreigner really built a little house for this old couple.
I asked uncle and auntie for anything they want to implement before I go back to my job but he said that he still lives in a dream and somehow cannot get it what happened to them.
One of my dogs actually is a trained and well respected guard dog who only allows my wife, our housemaid and myself to touch him.
The first day he came to the land, he closed up to auntie, placed himself under the loom and didn't want to leave anymore.
He put his paw on the arm of auntie and looked at us like "They are old and I have to stay here to protect them"
So it shall be, he is an old dog and it's time to retire give him a happy evening of life.
I finish the story with uncle's words.
"We lost everything at the last step of our life and now we cannot die so early anymore, because we want this farm being a Landmark in this district. Also there are so many "Farangs" planted (Actually "Foreigner" but also the name for a Guava) we never have seen neither heard of, which we need to eat first, before the ferryman comes."