Chapter 129 The trouble with reorganizing the family (24)
On a hot summer day, a classic Maybach that seemed to have come from thirty years ago quietly drove into the village road of Danhe Village.
“Chairman, this is it.”
Secretary Zheng sat in the co-pilot and introduced Danhe Village to the boss in the back seat:
“The design drawings have been finalized based on your opinions, and the construction team is moving in in batches. As for the villagers, there were not many households living here originally, so they are very cooperative to ensure that the village will be evacuated by the end of July to facilitate the smooth progress of the construction.”
Song Mingjin said "hmm", her cold eyes swept across her field of vision, and then she raised her chin in a certain direction: "Is that also a villager's house?"
Secretary Zheng looked up: "Oh, that's the old Xu family I mentioned to you. There are only two grandsons. The granddaughter is in the third year of junior high this year, but her grades are very good. She was admitted to the county's first high school in advance and rented two families in the village at the beginning of the year. She grows sorghum and wheat on her own land, and she grows watermelons on her own land. The box of watermelons I entrusted to you last time was grown by her, and it tastes really good! It’s rare to see a child who works as hard as her and is as capable as she is these days. …”
“You sound like you are old.” Driver and bodyguard Wang Hu joked with a grin, “You are not old at all, be more confident, Lao Zheng!”
Secretary Zheng choked up: "Then I am a father after all. What about you? When will you bring me a younger brother and sister?"
…”
Two adults with a combined height of exactly sixty years old started bickering childishly.
Song Mingjin interrupted them: "Go to that house and have a look."
Secretary Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Are you referring to Xiao Xu's house? Her house is not far ahead. In fact, it is quite a long way from the village road. The road is very narrow and the car cannot reach her door. of."
Song Mingjin lowered her eyes while flipping through the documents, and said in a lazy voice, "What are the legs for?"
“…” OK, you are the boss, you are the biggest.
If Shuangli Town organizes a courtyard beautification competition, Xu Yin’s yard will definitely win the honor of “the most ornamental courtyard”.
The hollow walls in front and back of the house are covered with blooming morning glory and roses, adding a bit of liveliness and liveliness to the white walls.
The windows of the three renovated houses are bright and clear, and pots of colorful sunflowers hang on the windowsills. The small flowers bloom in the sunshine.
Rows of wooden strips are nailed to the wall under the eaves in an orderly manner, and several pots of lush sun-loving green plants are placed on the wooden strips.
There are several jars placed next to each other in the corner, and the mouths of the jars are sealed with plastic film.
The yard is clean and tidy. Above the ancient octagonal well, a bamboo awning is built, and a clump of vine bougainvillea climbs.
There is a large water tank next to it, with three pink lotus flowers standing in a tripod, and a few small koi carps can be vaguely seen under the lotus leaves.
Secretary Zheng secretly said that it was a pity that such a beautiful and life-filled courtyard would be razed to the ground just like those dilapidated courtyards that had not been inhabited for many years.
He turned his head and glanced at his boss. He was always cold and indifferent, showing no emotion at all.
That’s right, the boss is a person who can negotiate hundreds of billions of orders in a minute. The flowers and plants in the house may be Clivia and Emperor flowers worth thousands of dollars. How can he put an ordinary farmyard in his eyes? I'm being pretentious.
“Secretary Zheng?”
Xu Yin came down from the mountain and saw Secretary Zheng and three others standing at the door of her courtyard looking in, so she raised her hand and said hello:
“Why are you here? It’s such a hot day, come inside and sit down!”
Then he shouted into the house: "Grandma! We have a guest!"
“Who is it?”
Grandma Xu came out of the back room. She was going to move soon. She was packing her things. When she heard that there were guests, she immediately put down what she was doing and came out to greet them.
The air conditioner was turned on, the tea was boiled, and I went to the kitchen to cut a watermelon.
Xu Yin put down her backpack, pulled a bucket of well water, washed her face, and returned to the house feeling refreshed.
“Xiao Xu, this is Song Mingjin, the chairman of our group, and Director Song. He is here to inspect the progress of the project. He stopped by your house to have a look. If you need any help, just ask.”
Hearing the word "Jin" in his name, Xu Yin subconsciously glanced at the other person a few more times, not realizing that the other person was also looking at her with unpredictable eyes.
Xu Yin was not sure whether he was Yan Kejin with whom she was tied to a "sympathy knot". She had memories of the previous small world, but whether the other party had also been reincarnated with memories, the system did not prompt her, so she had no way of knowing.
With a slight cough, Xu Yin looked away uncomfortably: "Thank you, grandma and I are both fine. Sit down and have a cup of tea. It's not a good tea. My grandma makes it herself. You may not be used to it."
Secretary Zheng waved his hand, but before he could say anything, his boss picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and complimented calmly: "The tea is good." Secretary Zheng: "..."
Perhaps your taste buds have mutated after drinking too much of the top-quality tribute tea worth tens of thousands of dollars per gram?
Xu Yin brought the watermelon and asked several people to try it.
Secretary Zheng took a piece and took a bite, sighing with satisfaction: "After eating your melons, other watermelons have no taste. Do you want to plant them next year?"
“I think there is no more land.” Xu Yin smiled and spread her hands.
Song Mingjin looked over and met her eyes.
Xu Yin quickly made up for it: "But high school studies are also heavy, so I'm going to go all out to prepare for the college entrance examination."
Secretary Zheng always felt that there was something fishy about these two people. It was obviously the first time they met...right?
Seeing that his boss was so abnormal, he suddenly became a little unsure.
Before leaving, Xu Yin found a snakeskin bag and packed several large watermelons for them. She originally wanted to send it to their car, but with a look from Song Mingjin, Wang Hu obediently stepped forward and took the bag.
“Don’t tell me, the little girl is really strong. It’s hard for me to carry it, but she can do it easily.”
Back in the car, Wang Hu couldn't help but sigh.
Secretary Zheng nodded in agreement.
Song Mingjin looked at the picturesque farmhouse and suddenly said:
“This courtyard is well laid out. Keep it. This area will be re-planned. When you get back, call the person in charge of the design department.”
Secretary Zheng: “…”
Now I am more and more sure that there is something going on between the boss and the little girl.
There is no reason to overturn the finalized design drawing and change it at the first glance?
After arriving at the hotel, Secretary Zheng couldn’t wait to call Xu Yin to tell Xu Yin the good news:
"Xiao Xu, if your house is not to be demolished, there is no need to rush to move. Our boss said that the area near your house will be planned to be a flower garden of all nations. Your yard is well arranged and will be used as a flower house when the time comes."
Xu Yin's heart suddenly shrank when she heard "The Flower Garden of All Nations".
Yan Kejin once saw how much she liked to cultivate flowers and plants. He half-jokingly said that he would collect all the flowers in the world and plant them for her to see if she would get tired of them. Then he would write a plaque in his own handwriting and call it "The Flower Garden of All Nations".
Xu Yin blinked the moisture from the corner of her eyes and thanked her.
“You don’t have to be so polite. It was our boss who saw your beautiful yard and suddenly had a new idea. You know, entrepreneurs always like to capture sudden inspiration, otherwise how can they create wealth?”
Xu Yin chuckled.
Secretary Zheng’s words gave up her idea of testing Song Mingjin.
Perhaps they just thought of another better project plan.
What if it's not the person she thinks of? Wouldn't it be pretentious?
But the good news still needs to be shared.
Hang up the phone, Xu Yin rushed into the back room to tell Grandma Xu the good news:
"Grandma! Just pack your luggage slowly. This area of our house will not be demolished. Mingyu Group will develop this area into a flower garden. Our house will be used directly as a greenhouse. Secretary Zheng said that if we don't want to move, we don't have to move. We can stay here forever. It will be fine even when we get to the new house.”
"real?"
“Really! Secretary Zheng called specifically to say it.”
Grandma Xu thought about it after being happy and said: "We still have to move. Your high school is too far away from here, and it is inconvenient to go back and forth. But we can move later. It won't be too late for you to live in the town before school starts."
Xu Yin thought so too.
Even if the garden is to be renovated instead of a villa, the construction site is nearby and the noise is quite noisy every day.
But it is convenient to live here during the summer vacation. I can go up to the mountains to work on the sorghum fields and travel to towns and villages in the province.
Fortunately, the wine jar buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and the soy sauce vats stacked in the corner of the eaves do not need to be moved for the time being, which saves the grandfather and grandson a lot of trouble.
(End of this chapter)