It was almost time for dinner and the meal was ready. The family sat around, eating and discussing how to build a house.
I also told everyone what Old He and He Feng had just discussed.
After listening, everyone’s reaction was different, but the happiest one was He Luyi. Her idea had the possibility of being realized. She wanted to give a thumbs up to her father, who was very awesome!
If I were to say what kind of life I most yearn for, it would be the daily rural life I saw in my previous life.
The courtyard is full of flowers and fruits. You can stroll around with a few good friends, or sit in the courtyard to watch the clouds roll by, the sunrise and sunset, and the flowers bloom and fade.
Peaceful and tranquil, no busy work, no fast pace of life.
Every step he took was so steady. He didn't worry about making mistakes or being talked about. He closed the door and lived his own life, keeping just the right distance from other people in the village.
There are many videos of this type, but He Luyi’s favorite is Zi Qi, who has stopped updating, and a blogger she follows on a certain app.
The blogger is a man who "experiences the charm of traditional culture from the perspective of the ancients."
The introduction is very short, but each video echoes the introduction, with comfortable light music as the background. In the video, the man is busy, with a light expression, but very comfortable. There is no deliberate performance, just focusing on doing what he wants to do.
Making sundials, the ancient process of refining silver ore, making bellows and measuring ink fountains used by the ancients... presenting the wisdom of the ancients and highlighting the charm of traditional culture.
Every time he saw it, He Luyi felt that he was very patient. In that fast-food era, being able to calm down and do one thing was rare.
He Luyi felt pretty cool for being able to watch the entire video, haha.
Okay, I got it wrong again and even laughed out loud. Socially dead!
"My daughter, what's wrong? What makes you so happy?" Look, the concern from the old father was immediately delivered.
He Feng wondered if their discussion about the house was so funny that it could make his daughter laugh so happily.
But He Feng had no idea that He Luyi was not laughing because of this at all, she was just showing off!
"Ah?" He Luyi was smiling to herself. A question suddenly made her realize that they were at the dinner table. The family members around her were staring at her. She wanted to find a hole to bury herself.
[Emma, why am I daydreaming again? It's really embarrassing. Someone please help me.]
What else could she do about it? She could only blink and try to act cute to get away with it.
As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed. I'm thick-skinned, not too much, but a little bit.
Seeing that He Luyi didn't say anything and just stared back at him, Old He coughed and said, "Where were we just now?" It was really great to give himself a way out.
With Old He taking the lead, everyone continued to speak and continue the discussion.
He Feng didn't listen much. Anyway, he had an idea of what to do with his house. As a daughter-slave, how could he not satisfy his daughter's ideas first!
By the way, the wife’s opinion should also be taken into consideration, but as a mother, Donghua quite agrees with her husband’s idea. For herself, as long as it looks good, everything else doesn’t matter.
"...Okay, that's settled then. But let's each prepare the materials for building the house. Let's go find them together!"
The meeting is adjourned.
After lunch, He Feng would go to the village to find the party secretary again. In recent times, he felt that after running back and forth so much, the village was almost becoming his second home.
"Nephew, tell me, what's the matter?" He Genzhu was no longer surprised and was used to it.
"Uncle, I want to ask if our homestead is sufficient?" They were all old acquaintances, so there was no need to beat around the bush.
"What? Your family wants to build a house?" He Genzhu was surprised. It had only been a short time, and the He family was already building a house.
But when I think about it, it is indeed the case. If you make money, isn’t it meant to be spent? But I am still a little envious!
"Yes, my family wants to build a wooden house and two brick houses around the main house, so the foundation is..." He Feng explained the family's plan.
The more He Genzhu listened, the more shocked he became. The He family wasn't just building one house; they were planning to build one for each of their three sons! They were even planning to add a small second floor. That was quite a creative idea.
He Genzhu felt that Old He was quite decisive. He would repair it as soon as he said it would. This was really amazing!
"Stop, stop, stop. I understand what you're thinking. You just want to approve more foundations, right?"
"Yes, the best one is near my home." He Feng became more and more demanding and even made some requests.
"You know the area around your home well. Except for your few families, the rest is land. This is not easy to deal with!" He Genzhu directly pointed out the problem.
"I know, so, uncle, can you think of a solution?" He Genzhu was very pleased with He Feng's pleading look, but the existence of practical problems was ultimately difficult to solve.
"It's best for your family to negotiate on yourselves. Once the negotiation is successful, I will approve it." This is all He Genzhu can do. He can't do anything else. Rural people care most about their fields. Now if he wants to exchange other people's land, it depends on whether they are willing.
This question is both simple and difficult. The key lies in people's hearts.
He Feng listened to He Genzhu's words and understood the logic behind them. "Okay, thank you, uncle. I'll go back and think of a solution. Come to my house for a drink tonight. My dad's been missing you."
Since it can't be solved for the time being, just ignore it for now and go back and think about how to solve it.
However, it is good that he can obtain the homestead without dividing the family. He Feng will understand that this is taking care of his family. He also appreciates this and directly invites the other party to his house for a drink in the evening.
He wasn't lying, Old He was indeed talking about it, so it would be nice to take this opportunity to get together.
"Okay, then when you've finished it, just come to me and I'll approve it for your family. Good boy, keep up the good work!" He Genzhu was quite pleased. After all, they were all members of the He family. If they lived a good life, he would have one less thing to worry about, and everyone would be happy.
"Okay, uncle, I'll be leaving first."
Turning around, He Feng left the office.
On the way home, he kept thinking about how to solve that impossible problem. After all, the Zhao family was very difficult to deal with and would not give in even a little when it came to this matter. He Feng would be really distressed.
"Forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more upset I get. Let's just take it one step at a time and see what happens. When the time comes, things will work out."
Even though I tried to comfort myself in this way, there was always a knife hanging over my head, like a thorn in my throat, making me feel uneasy.
While working, I often get distracted and can work for half a day without making any progress.
Old He looked at the absent-minded He Feng, and probably knew what was bothering him. He didn't let him continue working, but pushed him aside and let him think about it slowly.
However, misfortunes often come with blessings, and blessings often come with misfortunes. Who would have thought that the turnaround would come so quickly?
He Feng would later wonder if he was God's chosen one. How come someone brought him a pillow whenever he felt sleepy?
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