Chapter 129 Reorganizing the family's drag oil bottle (24)

  In the hot summer, a classic Maybach that seemed to come from 30 years ago drove into the village road of Danhe Village in a low-key manner.

   "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 according to your opinions, and the construction team is moving in in batches. As for the villagers, there were not many households living here before, so they are very cooperative and ensure that the village will be evacuated by the end of July to facilitate the smooth progress of construction."

  Song Mingjin gave a "hmm", her cold eyes swept across her field of vision, and immediately raised her chin in a certain direction: "Is that also the villager's house?"

Secretary Zheng looked up: "Oh, that's the old Xu family I mentioned to you. There are only grandparents and granddaughters. The granddaughter is in the third grade of this year, but her grades are very good. She was recommended to the county's first high school in advance, and she rented two families in the village at the beginning of the year. She grows sorghum and wheat in her private plot, and her own plot grows watermelons. The box of watermelons I entrusted to you last time was planted by her. It tastes really good! It’s really rare to see such a hardworking and capable child like her these days. ..."

   "It's as if you are talking about how old you are." The driver and bodyguard Wang Hu grinned and teased him, "You are not old at all, be confident, Lao Zheng!"

   Secretary Zheng choked: "Then I'm a father anyway, how about you? When will you bring me a younger sibling back?"

   "..."

  Two adults who add up to exactly 60 ears quarreled childishly.

  Song Mingjin interrupted them: "Go and see that family."

Secretary Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Are you referring to Xiao Xu's house? Her house is not far ahead, but it is actually quite a long way from the village road. The road is very narrow, and cars cannot reach her door. of."

  Song Mingjin flipped through the document with downcast eyes, and said in a lazy voice, "Why do you have long legs?"

   "..." Xingba, you are the boss and you are the biggest.

  If Shuangli Town organizes a garden beautification competition, Xu Yin's yard will definitely win the honor of "Most Ornamental Garden".

  The hollowed-out walls in front of and behind 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 refurbished houses are bright and clean. Pots of colorful sunflowers hang on the window sills. The small flowers bloom ecstatically in the sunshine.

   On the wall under the eaves, rows of wooden slats are nailed in an orderly manner, and several pots of lush sun-loving green plants are placed on the wooden slats.

   There are several tanks next to each other in the corner, and the mouths of the tanks are sealed with plastic film.

  The yard is clean and tidy. Above the ancient octagonal well, a sunshade was built with bamboo, and a clump of Bougainvillea vines climbed.

  There is a large water tank next to it, three pink lotus flowers stand on a tripod, and a few small koi are faintly visible under the lotus leaves.

  Secretary Zheng murmured 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 have been inhabited for many years.

  He tilted his head and glanced at his boss, who was always cold and indifferent, without any emotion.

   Yes, the boss is the one who negotiates hundreds of billions of orders in minutes. The flowers and plants in the house may be worth thousands of clivia and emperor flowers. How can he put ordinary farmyards in his eyes? It's me being hypocritical.

   "Secretary Zheng?"

  Xu Yin came down from the mountain and saw Secretary Zheng three people standing at the gate of her courtyard looking in, so she raised her hand to say hello:

   "Why are you here? It's a hot day, come in and sit down!"

   Immediately shouted into the house: "Grandma! Our house has guests!"

   "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 was a visitor, she immediately put down her work and came out to say hello.

  The air conditioner was turned on, the tea was boiled, and I went to the kitchen to cut a watermelon.

  Xu Yin put down the basket, dragged a bucket of well water to wash her face, and returned to the house refreshed.

   "Xiao Xu, this is Song Mingjin, the chairman of our group, Song Dong. He is here to inspect the progress of the project. He will stop by your house to have a look. If you need any help, just ask."

  Hearing the word "Jin" in the name, Xu Yin subconsciously looked at the other party a few more times, not wanting that the other party was also looking at her, her eyes were deep and unpredictable.

  Xu Yin wasn't sure if he was Yan Kejin who was tied with her in the "Unity Knot". She had the memory of the last small world, but whether the other party was reincarnated with the memory, the system didn't prompt her, so she had no way of knowing.

   Coughing lightly, Xu Yin looked away uncomfortably: "Thank you, grandma and I are fine. Sit down and have a cup of tea. It's not good tea. My grandma made it herself. You may not be used to drinking it."

   Secretary Zheng waved his hand. Before he could say anything, he saw his boss took a sip from his teacup, and flatly boasted, "The tea is good."

  Secretary Zheng: "..."

  Although he also thinks that the wild camellia fried by Grandma Xu tastes good, especially in this summer, drinking a cup is amazing to quench the heat and thirst, but the boss who always cherishes words like gold also praises so much, which is surprising.

   Maybe the taste buds have mutated after drinking too much top-quality tribute tea worth tens of thousands of yuan per gram?

  Xu Yin brought watermelon and asked them to try it.

   Secretary Zheng took a piece, took a bite, and sighed contentedly: "I have eaten your melons, and other watermelons have no taste. Will you grow them again next year?"

   "I think so, but there is no land." Xu Yin smiled and spread her hands.

  Song Mingjin looked over and collided with her eyes.

  Xu Yin quickly made up for it: "However, high school studies are also heavy, so I just go all out to prepare for the college entrance examination."

  Secretary Zheng always felt that these two people were tricky, it was obviously the first time they met... right?

   Seeing that the boss was so abnormal, he suddenly became a little uncertain.

  Farewell, Xu Yin found a snakeskin bag to pack a few large watermelons for them. He wanted to send them to their car. Song Mingjin gave them a look, and Wang Hu obediently stepped forward to take the bag.

   "Don't tell me, the little girl is really strong, I can't bear to carry it, she is easy."

  Backing in the car, Wang Hu couldn't help but sigh.

   Secretary Zheng nodded in agreement.

  Song Mingjin looked at the picturesque farmyard, and suddenly said:

   "The courtyard is well arranged, keep it, this area is re-planned, and you can call the person in charge of the design department when you go back."

  Secretary Zheng: "..."

   Now I am more and more sure that the boss and the little girl have something tricky.

   If there is no trick, the final design will be overturned. Change it if you say it?

  After arriving at the hotel, Secretary Zheng couldn't wait to call and 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 around your house will be planned as a flower garden of all nations. Your yard is well-arranged, and it will be used as a flower house at that time."

  Hearing "Flower Garden of All Nations", Xu Yin's heart shrank suddenly.

  Yan Kejin once saw that she liked to arrange flowers and plants so much, and 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. At that time, he would write a plaque with his own hand and call it "Wan Guo Hua Garden".

  Xu Yin blinked away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and thanked her.

   "You don't need to be so polite. Our boss saw your beautiful yard and suddenly had a new idea. You know, entrepreneurs always like to capture sudden inspiration, otherwise how do we create wealth?"

  Xu Yin sneered.

   Secretary Zheng's words dispelled her idea of ​​testing Song Mingjin.

   Maybe they just thought of another better project plan.

  If it's not the person she thought of, wouldn't it be presumptuous?

   But the good news has to be shared.

  Hung up the phone, Xu Yin rushed into the back room to tell Grandma Xu the good news:

"Grandma! Just pack your luggage slowly. This part of our house will not be demolished. Mingyu Group will develop this part into a flower garden. Our house will be directly used as a flower house. Secretary Zheng said that if we don't want to move, we can stay here forever It's fine to come down to the new house."

"real?"

   "Really! Secretary Zheng called specifically."

  Grandma Xu thought about it after being happy and said, "I still have to move. Your high school is too far away from here, so it's inconvenient to go back and forth. But you can move later, and it won't be too late for you to live in the town before school starts."

  Xu Yin thought so too.

  Even if the flower garden is going to be rebuilt here instead of a villa, the construction site is nearby, and it is quite noisy every day.

  However, it is convenient to live here during the summer vacation. I go up the mountain to tend the sorghum fields, and run around towns and villages in the province.

   Fortunately, the wine jars buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus trees and the soy sauce jars piled up in the corners of the eaves don’t need to be moved for the time being, which saves a lot of trouble for the grandparents and grandchildren.

  (end of this chapter)