Zhou Xiang said again, "Godfather and Godmother, why don't you move in with me? There's a housing shortage in the town because of all the demolition and construction going on everywhere."

"No," Guan Bo refused. "You know your godmother's problems. She can tolerate staying in someone else's house for a day or two, but she becomes uncomfortable after staying for more than a few days."

This problem of the godmother can be said to be a common problem among all the elderly. The elderly love to live in their own house. No matter whether they live in their son’s house or their daughter’s house, it is like being a guest to them. After being a guest for a long time, they will naturally feel uncomfortable.

"There's another apartment in my warehouse building that was once occupied by Mr. Ling. He passed away there. Do you and your godmother dare to live there? Otherwise, there are still four remaining single rooms in the front yard of the food station."

Guan Bo looked at his wife. It was not as if they hadn't considered where to live for the past few months. In fact, there were no vacancies left in the town, no matter how high the price was. Now that his daughter had come to solve the problem, he needed to hear his wife's opinion.

Peng Qiu, who was sent by her husband to help her mother-in-law, pricked up her ears when Zhou Xiang came over. As her husband said, Zhou Xiang would give the empty room to her parents-in-law.

Seeing her parents-in-law hesitate, she came over and said according to her husband's instructions, "Mom and Dad, we can't rent a house either. If it weren't for the elderly man who passed away in that warehouse building, I would have given it to you without hesitation. After all, there's a lot of land over there, and there's a yard. It's much better than the single room in the front yard of the food station. How about we pay the rent and live there together? There won't be any problems with a large group of people, right?"

Zhou Xiang glanced at the woman whom he had only met for the second time. On the third day of junior high school, she followed Guan Zanqiang silently and acted according to Guan Zanqiang's instructions. The words she said at this moment must have been agreed upon by the couple.

However, this reason was very much to her liking. She wanted her godfather and godmother to live in the yard where Grandpa Ling had lived. Wasn't she worried that the old man would be picky?

"That's right, godfather and godmother, I'll let Qiangqiang and his family live with you. I'll also be able to collect some rent."

Aunt Guan was also tempted. She had visited the warehouse building and found the yard very nice and the light in the building very good. When she saw her daughter-in-law said that and her husband had no objection, she nodded in agreement and agreed to let her give her opinion.

Just give Qiangqiang and his wife a chance. Time will tell. No matter how good they say things, it’s harder to know if they are really good to each other than living together.

Zhou Xiang handed the key to Peng Qiu, "You and Qiangqiang go clean it up first. Throw away the things the old man has used and find offensive. Ask Uncle Guan Tao to make a few more for temporary use. Remember to give keys to both godparents."

"Okay," Peng Qiu took the key and thanked Zhou Xiang, "Thank you, Sister Xiangxiang."

"You're welcome," Zhou Xiang waved his hand. "You and Qiangqiang are smart. You should know what to do."

After his godfather and godmother's house was settled, Zhou Xiang dragged his wife back to the Ling family to find his mother-in-law, "Mom, do you want to take this opportunity to buy my aunt's house? Only with a house can she have roots."

Dong Yunrong sighed, "I've thought about it, but these are all from nearby rural areas, so your aunt doesn't qualify to buy them. Besides, even though they're on the provincial road, they're still far from the town center!"

"Mom," Zhou Xiang reminded her, "The two buildings and the parking lot in the backyard of the food station have been demolished and rebuilt, and the remaining land has been sold to the town. I'll go and ask about it. It's still possible to buy two floors in advance."

"Okay, let's go ask your aunt right away." Dong Yunrong acted decisively and immediately took her son and daughter-in-law to the front yard of the food station to find her elder sister.

Dong Yunyue waited for so long but still didn't find a suitable house. She was getting anxious and had lost confidence in buying a house in the town center.

She knew about the Zhou family's demolition and construction in the backyard, but she hadn't thought that Zhou Xiang had taken over all of it! Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiang also sold the remaining land. "Okay, okay! Hurry up and take me to subscribe."

Zhou Xiang and Ling Ran brought their relatives to subscribe to the two-story villa in the backyard of the food station. Zhang Shanbiao had to squeeze out a quota for them. "Luckily, the town unanimously agreed that the location was good and didn't give it away easily. They planned to keep it for insiders. Otherwise, you wouldn't get anything."

"Good terrain?" Zhou Xiang narrowed his eyes. "Are you taking advantage of me? Can you buy back the land with good terrain at the normal price?"

Zhang Shanbiao immediately slapped his lips. "You just love to talk nonsense. Didn't I leave a subscription quota for Auntie? It's considered making up for it, okay? You don't know, everyone inside has already drawn lots to choose. I'm going to offend people."

"Alright!" Zhou Xiang did it on purpose. He also blamed himself for only caring about the shops on the street for his aunt. When he sold the land to the government, he forgot to ask his aunt, "You need to tell everyone how much advantage your government has taken. If it weren't for cooperating with the town government's plan, how many more villas would I have if I built them myself?"

"Yes, yes, thank you for your support, Miss Zhou." Zhang Shanbiao just hoped that these people would leave quickly and not ask for more housing purchase quotas while talking.

After signing the purchase contract and paying the down payment, Dong Yunyue had tears in her eyes, "I'm finally going to have a house again."

Dong Yunrong put her arm around her eldest sister's hunched shoulders and said, "Let's go! Now that we have a house, we also have the pressure of repaying the mortgage."

"Don't worry, I can pay it off in a few years." Dong Yunyue was not speaking against her will, as she still had three gold bars.

The new rural construction in Xu Town has officially started. Many villagers work as temporary workers in the reconstruction team, which allows them to earn more and reduce their stress.

Summer vacation is here in a blink of an eye. Those who should go to training should go to training, and those who should do homework should do their homework.

Professor Chu wanted to visit Zhoujia Village, and Zhou Xiang and Ling Ran planned to accompany him and take the children out for some fun.

There were many flower fields in later generations. Zhou Xiang also visited one or two of them at that time, but later he never went there again due to health and financial reasons.

Now, looking at the sea of ​​flowers that I personally participated in designing and breeding, I feel a surge of pride in my heart.

Many tourists brought their families, lingered by the sea of ​​flowers with their cameras and mobile phones, taking photos non-stop.

Zhou Xiang took the teacher to the pavilion by the lake, where one could also see the sea of ​​flowers.

When the people from Zhoujia Village who were selling goods near the pavilion saw Zhou Xiang, they all called out to him enthusiastically and handed their own food to Zhou Yan, Haohao and others.

Lu Ying and Xiao Qian, who were accompanying them, went to the farm and bought a few watermelons. They smashed them open with their fists and started eating them right in the pavilion.

Professor Chu took a piece of watermelon that was almost entirely cored, and without refusing, he began to bite it roughly, imitating everyone else. "Hmm! You know what, this watermelon tastes different without a knife."

"Hmm," Zhou Xiang held half a watermelon and grabbed the flesh directly with his hands. "If you grab it with your hands like me, the taste should be different."

Looking at the student with his hands full of watermelon juice, Professor Chu said with disdain, "What difference does this make?"

"You don't understand," Zhou Xiang wiped the melon juice from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "For example, when I'm cooking at home, I cut up braised meat or cucumbers and tomatoes, and I grab a couple of pieces from the chopping board and eat them secretly. I always feel that the ones I eat secretly are more fragrant, with a fishy smell. But I personally think that eating with my hands is more fragrant than eating with chopsticks."