The old man didn’t know at this time that laying stone slabs was just the beginning. His granddaughter wanted to spend money on the mountain every day in the future, vowing to build it into a beautiful landscape that everyone in the outside world yearned for.

  The next day, Xu Yin contacted a stonemason in the town through the village head, and offered a reasonable price for the labor and materials.

  She originally just wanted to buy a batch of flagstones and cobblestones and lay them herself.

  Since there are professionals to take up this job, let's hire it out. That would free her up to do other things.

  After the village head introduced the mason, he gave Grandpa Xu a cigarette and asked with a smile, "Your granddaughter really plans to stay at home and start a side job?"

   "She said she likes this line of work."

   "These days, there are not many young people who prefer to stay in their hometown. It seems that she is very filial to you, and she would rather give up her job in a big city and stay at home."

  Grandpa Xu nodded happily: "Not only is he filial, but he is also very caring. He knew that I was prone to chest tightness and shortness of breath, so he bought me a can of good tea. He was in good spirits during the day and slept soundly at night. The feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath was gone."

  Village Chief: "..."

   Just chat, why are you showing off? Don't talk about Wude!

  …

   On the day of Xu Weiguo's surgery, Xu Yin woke up very early.

   "I hope your dad's operation goes well."

  Grandpa Xu has been saying for the past few days: My son will be fine. If he is discovered and treated early, and he is lucky enough to meet a director-level expert from Shanghai to perform the operation himself, he will definitely be fine. But when it came to the day of surgery, I still felt uneasy.

   "Well, it must be going well." Xu Yin comforted the old man.

   After breakfast, I set off on my beloved motorcycle.

  When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor hadn't even gone to work.

  She parked the locomotive at the designated location guided by the guard, took off her helmet, swayed the shoulder-length waves, and then went straight to the inpatient department.

   "Kacha—"

  The scene of her brushing her long hair was secretly photographed by a paparazzi who had been watching for a long time.

  Since it was discovered that "Xu Zhiyin" was haunting Wenpu County, many paparazzi got wind of it, squatting and wandering around the places Xu Yin had been to every day.

   No, she was finally caught by the paparazzi guarding the county hospital.

  He enjoyed a few glances at the secretly photographed photos, happily thinking about how to reward himself after he got the huge bonus.

  Suddenly, with a light touch, someone took the camera away.

   "Which bastard..."

  Looking up at the person who took the camera, his throat seemed to be choked, "Xu, Xu, Xu Zhiyin..."

   Xu Yin has good hearing. Hearing the slight sound of the shutter, he probably knew that it was secretly photographed.

  So she pretended to leave, then turned back and found out the kid.

"It's a good shot." Xu Yin complimented lightly, then took the memory card from the camera and returned the camera to the other party, "Young man, what's wrong with being young? Why do you have to be a paparazzi? What's the point? Woolen cloth?"

   "..." As soon as you quit the circle, you pretend to be a fake daughter, and you still think you are a big boss?

   "However, I think you are good at taking pictures. Leave a business card for me. Maybe there will be business looking for you in the future."

"ha?"

  Xu Yin asked him for a business card and left.

  Leave the paparazzi no wind messy.

  …

  Feng Cuiqin was relieved to see her daughter coming.

   "Your dad was pushed by the nurse to the preoperative examination, and then went directly to anesthesia, the first operation in the morning."

   After finishing speaking, she put her palms together, closed her eyes tightly, and whispered in her mouth: "Bodhisattva bless, ancestors bless..."

  Xu Yin: "..." [Prosperous Luck and Disaster] Blessing of skills!

   "Mom, have you had breakfast yet?"

"have eaten."

   Actually didn’t eat much.

  Xu Yin could tell that Madam Xu was very nervous. She was so nervous that her face was pale, her forehead was sweating, and her hands were cold. She quickly pulled her to sit on the bench outside the operating room.

  Opened the backpack, took out the thermos, and poured a bowl of white fungus, wolfberry and lotus seed soup for Xu's mother.

   "Mom, your hands are cold, drink something warm to warm you up."

  Feng Cuiqin drank two mouthfuls of the sweet and glutinous lotus seed soup, and felt much better.

  For a moment just now, she thought she was going to faint.

"Mom, do you know what I'm doing at home these days? Me, I cleaned up the small valley between the two hills of our house, built a chicken coop, and caught a few chicks, raised them in the valley of the bamboo forest, and ate them. It can still be sold..."

  Xu Yin found a topic, which gradually made Mama Xu feel at ease, and she was no longer so nervous.

   "Chicken? Doesn't every household in the village have it? Who would buy it? As for the city, there are chickens everywhere in the vegetable market and supermarket, and they can't be sold at a price."

  Mother Xu's reaction was exactly the same as Grandpa Xu's.

   It was the little nurse who was passing by, who stopped and answered the sentence with great interest after hearing the conversation between the mother and daughter:

"Bamboo forest chicken? The one that doesn't feed or take hormones? I want it! Oh, my phone is in the locker... Wait, I'll go get a note, leave me a phone number, and I'll ask you to buy it later." .”

  Xu Yin and Xu Ma looked at each other: "..."

   No chicks were caught, but one adult chicken was ordered out? This is not easy to sell?

   Not only that, as the little nurse ran to the nurse's station to get a note, and by the way advertised Xu Yin's Bamboo Grove Chicken, many people flocked to ask Xu Yin for a phone number.

  Several of them are still family members of patients waiting outside the operating room for the results like their mother and daughter.

  Xu Yin couldn't laugh or cry: "I just had this idea, I haven't started raising it yet! I haven't even caught the chickens..."

"I have a way to get chickens." A family member of a patient said enthusiastically, "The son of my second uncle's eldest nephew works in the chicken farm in the north of the city. They have a lot of chicken farms. If you want , I will ask him to bring you as many as you want!"

  Chicken from a chicken farm?

   No no no!

   She refuses.

  Xu Yin hurriedly waved her hand: "Thank you, Auntie, but I have already contacted you."

   At worst, buy an electric egg incubator, and then ask someone in the village to buy some eggs and hatch them yourself.

   "Call me when you grow up, and I will definitely buy it! The pheasant raised in the bamboo forest must taste good! Here, this is my son's mobile phone number."

  The enthusiastic auntie, seeing that she couldn't help Ji Zai, copied a bunch of mobile phone numbers to Xu Yin.

  Others saw this: Hey! You obviously have a mobile phone yourself, why did you give it your son's number? Could it be that the drunkard's intention is not to drink?

   After a little pondering, I understand that each one is more enthusiastic than the other:

   "Xiao Xu, right? I'll order two! This is my nephew's phone number." Who made her family have only a daughter and no son.

   "I'll order two too. When I get back, I'll ask my natal sisters and my in-laws, maybe I'll order more. Xiao Xu, I've written down your number. This is my nephew's phone number..."

   "..."

  Feng Cuiqin was a little confused: Why is this posture so similar to a blind date scene?

  The little nurse who hadn't gone far saw this scene, pursed her lips and laughed.

  If you know Feng Cuiqin's mental activities, you will probably say: Your intuition is correct, they are attracted to this tender and tender cabbage of yours.