Besides, he doesn't look like he can build a house.
Song Minghui was still more worried about the two boxes, which were too eye-catching.
"There's an election in the village soon, and people from the county will be coming from time to time. Please don't cause me any trouble."
Song Minghui's worries are not unfounded.
Song Yiyi agreed.
Cen Yue drove the car directly to the gate of the courtyard, left the leather suitcase behind, and replaced it with a soft backpack to pack his things.
They didn't have much luggage, and some of it was buried in the ground, so there was no need to pack it up.
Before leaving, Song Yiyi got in the car and leaned against the window. She said to Song Minghui, "Dad, are you running for election?"
Song Minghui waved his hand and said, "I'm too busy with school matters to attend."
Song Yiyi disagreed.
"Five years at most, it's time for you to retire early."
Song Minghui was obviously hesitant. "I understand. Please drive slowly on the road."
When Cen Yue and Song Yiyi drove away, Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun were still standing at the door.
Cai Mengjun whispered, "I don't know when Cheng Ze will be able to get married."
Before Song Minghui could answer, a group of people from the village headed towards them.
Passing by the Song family, the old director was shocked when he saw the scene in the courtyard: "Minghui, what's going on in your family?"
Song Minghui thought of what Song Yiyi said, smiled and said: "It's okay, it rained a lot recently, the foundation was not laid well, and the house where the child lived collapsed."
The old director looked incredulous. "Is he okay? Where are the two children? I was thinking that someone from the county would come today, and I wanted to ask your son-in-law to come along..."
The news that Song Minghui's military officer son-in-law had returned spread throughout the village within two days.
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