My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Chapter 642: clan

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Two and a half hours later, the car drove from the road into a rural section, with rolling hills and some plantations.

A river flows through the river, and the villages along the river are mostly farmhouses and farmers who make tea.

As the hilly land became a mountain, the road became more and more tortuous, and there were gradually several sections of the winding road.

I thought it would take almost four hours to get there in three hours.

This is a village surrounded by mountains on three sides. The village looks big and has a checkerboard pattern.

A small river at the entrance of the village flows to the terraces on the far side, and there is a feeling of a paradise.

But compared to some villages passing by on the road, it is obviously far behind. It seems that it is not very popular in tourism. Except for a shop with daily necessities and agricultural products in the middle of the street, there are only some village shops left.

Most of the roads in the village are only enough for a car to drive. The Mercedes-Benz of Su-Snow is particularly eye-catching in such a place. After all, the farmers here basically use motorcycles as a means of transportation. There are also cars and small trucks.

“Zhoujia Village?” Seeing a stone monument at the entrance to the village, Su Xiaoxue was quite surprised: “Grandfather, is this village a person named Zhou?”

"Yeah, it’s all passed down by an ancestor. They are all surnamed Zhou. It’s quite partial. Every day, at noon and in the evening, the bus goes to the county town. You don’t want to give up,” Zhou Xinjiang said with a smile.

"How come, grandfather, I think the scenery here is very beautiful. There are very few places that are not polluted. No one is here to travel. If it is really developed, I will definitely become a popular tourist because of the conditions here. The scenic spot, Su Shixue has a lot of eagerness to try.

"Oh, Xiaoxue, you must not speak in the village, this can't be said," Zhou Xinjiang was busy advising.

After listening to this, even Ye Fan, who was driving, wondered, "God, what is wrong with my wife?"

Su Xiaoxue is also strange. “Is it very bad to do tourism? The villagers here don’t want to be rich?”

Zhou Xinjiang sighed and pointed to the front. "Go to my home first. This is a difficult thing to say. It’s too late. I will give you some food, sit down and say slowly."

The car went to the door of a two-story old house, and the car could drive into the gate, which had a sunken field.

At this moment, the moon is on the branches, and the evening wind is slow.

Just got out of the car and lit a dim light bulb at the door. A family member next door had a 60-70-year-old peasant woman holding a baby and came curiously: "Xinjiang brother, is the family coming to the guest?"

Zhou Xinjiang was busy laughing and introducing: "Ami, this is Wenli's daughter, Xiaoxue, and my granddaughter Qi Yefan! They sent me back!"

When the peasant woman heard it, she was also happy to say: "Hey, this is what you said, now is the snow company president of the big company?"

Xinjiang brother, are you willing to go to see your granddaughter? Congratulations, you can enjoy it later!

I said, such a good-looking car, this car will look like hundreds of thousands? Too rich! ”

Ye Fan and Su light snow face each other, finally seeing the backwardness of the village, Mercedes-Benz does not know, more than three million cars, even think that only a hundred thousand, what the **** is that more than ten thousand are considered astronomical figures same……

However, although this peasant woman is envious, she does not have much greed feeling. She is just a blessing to Zhou Xinjiang. After the question is finished, she laughs and walks away.

Zhou Xinjiang was embarrassed to say: "Don't mind, in the village, many older women have never read a book, so there is no culture or knowledge. They spend most of their lives in the village, and at least several times in the city.

When your mother was a child, your grandmother said that he didn’t have to go to school. The woman’s talent was moral. I thought, just a daughter, I’m going to finish high school. Who knows... If your mother has culture, I want to go outside. Look, this walk, I didn’t come back..."

"Grandfather, nothing, I think that grandmother is very simple, this is also very good, at least carefree," Su said.

"Is the child here studying now?" Ye Fan asked.

Zhou Xinjiang nodded. "Now I have basically read, so many young people in the village have also gone out to work."

The three said, went into the house.

Zhou Xinjiang took off his coat and began to live in and out of the house. He went to the stove and stuffed a pot of rice and then fed the animals.

When Ye Fan saw the stove, he took the initiative to help Zhou Xinjiang burn.

Zhou Xinjiang thought that Ye Fan wouldn't want to teach, but Ye Fan was very skilled at igniting, holding a shovel and burning the fire.

Su Xiaoxue also wants to help, but can only do some cooking and chopping vegetables. Most of the things in the old kitchen, she does not know how to complete.

Two people helped, Zhou Xinjiang spent an hour doing four dishes and one soup.

Because there is no meat, it is too late to kill chickens and kill ducks. Only fried eggs can be fried, and bowls of egg mustard soup are made. Others are vegetarian dishes.

"Ye Fan, drink? I have some rice wine," Zhou Xinjiang asked enthusiastically.

Ye Fan nodded and wanted to give it a try. "Thank you for your grandfather."

"Thank you for your thanks, the first time you come, you are so sad to entertain you, you stayed tonight, I will kill two chickens and ducks tomorrow, go to the market to buy a piece of meat, eat another meal," Zhou Xinjiang is not taste.

"Without the grandfather, we don't pay attention to this, we have to go back to work tomorrow," Su said.

"Oh... also, you have to manage such a big company, how can there be so much time wasted here?" Zhou Xinjiang took a forehead. "I am confused, then I rush to eat, and I will send you away after eating."

Although Su Qingxue really wants to live for a few days, accompanying the elderly, but there are things that need to be dealt with, can only say: "Grandfather, we will have breakfast tomorrow and go well."

When I heard that the two were willing to stay for one night, Zhou Xinjiang nodded happily. "Well, I will spread the egg cake for you tomorrow morning."

After pouring the wine and eating the vegetables, Ye Fan and Su Qingxue naturally asked about the development of the village tourism.

Su Shixue, as a businessman, still wants to do something for his mother's hometown. If it can turn this place into a wealthy village, it is reasonable to say that it is a good thing.

"Foreign, why, can't you mention tourism development?" Su Guangxue asked.

Zhou Xinjiang sighed and got up. He closed the door and window and sat down. He whispered: "You are all your own people. Ye Fan is also the granddaughter of our family. I told you the truth." .

It’s not that our village people don’t want to be rich, but our clan elders and patriarchs don’t allow outside developers to come in.

Moreover, the government does not dare to control the affairs of our village. All decisions about the village must be approved by the clan elders. ”

"Clan elders? Patriarchs?" Su Xiaoxue stunned. "What age, how is there such a name?"