Wenwen looked at Ding Yiyuan's surprised expression and said proudly, "Yes, all the villagers in Lijiawan will live in new houses."

The villagers who were hesitant before, when they saw the twenty new courtyards that were about to be completed and saw such nice houses, they were all moved and decided to build new houses as well. So now Lijiawan can say that all the villagers can live in new houses.

Councillor Ding asked: "Is it the government that paid for the houses they built? Otherwise, how could everyone have to build new houses?"

This is a question that everyone has, because in the same village, it is impossible for everyone to have money to build a new house. There will always be some people who have no money. Unless there is a subsidy from the government, he has never heard of any place where the whole village can build new houses together.

Wenwen shook her head: "No, this is all our own plan to build a house. How could the government give us a subsidy? We are just hardworking villagers in Lijiawan. After years of hard work, we have saved some money."

Councillor Ding asked, "Isn't it still a problem to make ends meet in the country? How come every villager in Lijiawan is able to earn money?"

It's no wonder he thought so, because all the way here by car, he saw that the economic situation in the inland was indeed not optimistic, and most people were pale and thin. But when he arrived in Lijia Bay, he didn't see such a situation.

But he really didn't expect that while other places were still struggling for food and clothing, the villagers in Lijiawan could build new houses for the entire village. What kind of concept is this?

Wenwen said, "Because of Lijiawan's special geographical location and the pharmaceutical factory built here, they can go up the mountain to dig herbs to sell, and they can also work at the pharmaceutical factory. You will know if you take a walk around outside tomorrow."

Councillor Ding nodded and decided to go out for a walk early tomorrow morning to see what was special about Lijia Bay.

Although Councillor Ding and his wife did not understand Mandarin, they felt the warmth of the whole family and both the guests and hosts enjoyed the meal to their heart's content.

After a day and night of rest, Councillor Ding and his wife looked around early the next morning, full of energy.

Mrs. Ding said to Councillor Ding, "You know what, the air here is really good. I feel much more relaxed after arriving here."

Councillor Ding nodded and said, "I feel the same way. I don't experience that in Hong Kong, where there's a lot of traffic and the air is murky."

Along the way, we met many early-rising villagers, some of them holding hoes or other tools, some going to the fields, and some heading in the other direction.

The couple saw the villagers greeting them warmly. Although they didn’t understand much, they still understood the simple conversation. They nodded and smiled in response to the villagers.

The two followed the villagers to the fields and saw the neat and lush crops from afar. They were very surprised. They had never seen such well-grown crops before.

The enthusiastic people of Lijiawan also stuffed two washed cucumbers and tomatoes into their hands. Seeing the juicy cucumbers and tomatoes, the couple kept expressing their gratitude.

The villagers just waved their hands, said nothing more, and went about their work.

Many people in Lijiawan knew that two or more guests had come to the vice president's house. They came from Hong Kong. The villagers also knew that people from Hong Kong could not understand Mandarin, and they spoke Cantonese, which the locals could not understand, so there was no way to communicate.

Although they don't speak the same language, it doesn't stop them from expressing their enthusiasm.

The couple was very moved. They felt that the people in the mainland were really simple and warm, unlike the indifferent people in Hong Kong.

They walked slowly along the way and saw a large construction site where many workers were busy working.

They saw about twenty houses that were almost completed. These should be the houses that Comrade Wen mentioned yesterday that the villagers had built together. Unexpectedly, the houses were exactly the same style, and even the courtyard specifications were the same.

Apart from high-rise commercial housing, he had never seen houses built like this in Hong Kong.

Councillor Ding looked at the distinctive houses with black tiles and white walls, and the large yard in front.

Although the house has not been completed yet and the interior has not been decorated yet, just looking at it makes people happy.

Mrs. Ding said, "Why do I feel that life in Lijiawan is even more comfortable than our life in Hong Kong? Look at these quaint houses; they bring peace of mind."

Councillor Ding looked at the layers of mountains in the distance, then at the neatly arranged houses before him. He nodded and said, "Now that you've mentioned it, I want to build a house here. When I feel tired in the future, I can come here and stay for a while to refresh my soul."

Mrs. Ding clapped her hands and said, "Is that okay? Why don't we go ask around? If it's possible, we can buy a house here. It would be wonderful to live here for a while every year."

He looked at the happy Mrs. Ding and said, "I haven't seen you so happy in a long time. It seems that you really like Lijiawan."

Mrs. Ding nodded. "Yes, I liked the environment here and the simple people when I first arrived. In Lijiawan, I feel completely relaxed and free."

Here, she didn't have to face the faces of those people in Hong Kong. After learning that she was not sick but was poisoned, she hated those people even more.

Councillor Ding knew what his wife was thinking, and he remained silent. Those were his family, his closest relatives, but the ones who wanted to take his and her life were also those so-called closest relatives.

If my father hadn't been sick, his only regret would be that they had no children.

The couple decided to go to the mainland to see Dr. He for treatment. It turned out that they had been to all the hospitals and seen all the doctors for so many years, but they were not sick, but poisoned.

He originally thought that they were all close relatives, and even if they quarreled and competed for interests, they would not use dirty means to deal with their own people. He thought so, but it did not mean that his relatives thought so too.

Councillor Ding suddenly felt that all this was so boring. Even if he got the inheritance, facing such a family, he really couldn't muster any interest. What was the point of revitalizing the family? It was really ironic for him now.

If it weren't for his sick father who kept asking him to fight for the position in the family, he really wouldn't bother to fight with those people.

Councillor Ding looked at Mrs. Ding and said, "If I give up my family inheritance rights, will you support me?"

Mrs. Ding knew why her husband suddenly changed his mind.

She shook her head. "Since those so-called family members were willing to poison us just for this position, and they didn't even think about our lives, then why should we give this position to them? The more they think so, the more we must fight for this inheritance right. Otherwise, if it falls into their hands, we will never have a peaceful life in the future."

Councillor Ding knew that what Mrs. Ding said made sense, and he sighed softly.