After lunch, Meng Qidi went to the sandy land, where Ling Fugui and the other man were already waiting.
Seeing Meng Qidi coming, the two of them hurried to greet her.
"My niece."
"My dear niece, what do we need to do? How do we brush it?"
Meng Qidi didn't bother them and pointed at the two buckets of varnish they brought over. "Do you know how to mix it?"
Ling Fugui was somewhat at a loss, but Ling Laosi rubbed his hands and said, "Yes, I've done this before."
Meng Qidi placed two buckets of varnish in front of him and said, "Just work together. I don't need to tell you what to do, right?"
Ling Laosi waved his hands quickly, "This meeting, that is, the food..."
"Food is provided, but accommodation is not." Meng Qidi pointed at those who had not brushed their cards, "You start from here."
Hearing that meals were provided, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't have to work for free, and they could also get ideas on how to make money from her.
This Meng Qidi is really capable. Not only has her father made a lot of money, but even the family of Ling Tiansheng, the captain who gets along well with her, has made money.
Of course, they also wanted to come and rob her, but they couldn't beat them before. Now that Ling Xiao is back, there's no need to think about it...
So I can only ask her for help...
Sighing silently, the two of them focused on painting. It was such a hot day, so they wanted to finish it quickly.
Meng Qidi ignored the two of them and went back to bring back two buckets of varnish and a ladder.
The sun was a little strong in the afternoon, so Meng Qidi worked much faster and moved several racks past in a flash.
When Ling Laosi and his companions next door found that Meng Qidi had surpassed them alone, their men sped up and chased after her...
When Wang Jinhua came over with the chilled watermelon, the three of them had already finished most of the food.
"Third sister-in-law, are there watermelons at this time?" Ling Fugui couldn't help asking while eating the watermelon.
You know, it’s just the beginning of summer.
"Last year's melon seeds were planted earlier this year, so they matured earlier."
Wang Jinhua paused, "Not many, there are only two or three people in the family."
In fact, she only brought three pieces of watermelon, one piece for each person. She wanted to leave the rest for her son and Ling Cheng and Mr. Qiu Sanye.
Meng Qidi took two bites and fell into deep thought. She didn’t think it was urgent before, but now, maybe she should start growing watermelons.
However, we dare not use too much Yuquan water, as it will definitely arouse suspicion if it grows too fast.
The growth period of watermelon is about three months, even if she speeds it up, she can only control it within two and a half months.
It is now mid-June in the solar calendar and the end of May in the lunar calendar. Normally, it would be around August or September before we can eat it. If she uses research as an excuse, it would be around July or August...
By this calculation, we can only plant less.
When they finished work in the evening, the three of them still had one-third of the paint to finish.
"Come early tomorrow morning. When I'm done, I'll tell you what I'm doing." Meng Qidi took the empty paint bucket, left a word and went back.
Since Meng Qidi said tomorrow, then it can only be tomorrow.
Of course, I still had to go to dinner, but there were a lot of people at the Ling family’s table.
The people in Ling Xiao's own village were not that scared, except for Mr. Qiu San, whom Meng Qidi called Dad.
It was not until they came out after finishing their meal that they realized that Meng Qidi had a new father? And he didn't seem to be a local.
They suddenly felt fortunate that they had not entertained any bad thoughts. Being timid did have its benefits...
"Those two were pretty scared by the Third Master." As soon as the two men left, Yi Bo felt a little gloating.
Mr. Qiu San took a sip of tea calmly, as if he was not the one who scared people just now.
Glancing at his daughter who was enjoying the cool under a tree, he said, "Do you have enough money to build a house in the county? If not, I have some money here."
"It's enough. We've made a lot of money in the past few years. After Ling Xiao is done with his work, we should be able to start laying the foundation."
"You guys chat, I'm going to walk around the hill."
Meng Qidi grabbed the flashlight and stood up, remembering that she had not yet gone to see the flowers she planted yesterday, and didn't know whether they were still alive.
When Ling Xiao heard that his wife was going to see the flowers, he didn't even bother to wipe his hands after washing the dishes and ran after her.
Third Master Qiu sneered, a little disdainfully, "I guess when he was working in the city, he was always thinking about his wife and future."
"Third Master, it's good if the two children have a good relationship." Yi Bo smiled.
"A follower." Uncle Qiu snorted and turned his wheelchair. "I'm going to teach Little Orange Chujiu how to do his homework."
It was getting dark. Ling Xiao followed Meng Qidi with a flashlight, "The moon is still rounder in our hometown..."
Meng Qidi looked up suspiciously, "Brother, it's the end of the month, it's a crescent moon."
Ling Xiao coughed lightly, "Ahem, it's Liang, please walk slower."
It’s good to have electricity at home. At least you don’t have to get dirty when taking a shower or washing dishes. After installing an antenna, the whole family can watch TV.
The stream water has a great power generation capacity, and the electricity for my father-in-law's house is also drawn from their home.
After a walk around, I found that most of the roses I planted survived. In fact, it is impossible for them not to survive if they have been soaked in Yuquan water.
After walking around, the two leaned on the railing and looked towards the other side of the river, where they could vaguely see a few candle lights.
"Or, I can find someone to lay the foundation tomorrow, and I'll take a look when I have time, so as not to delay things."
Ling Xiao asked. Although he was washing dishes in the backyard just now, he still heard the talking in front.
"Can you handle it?" Meng Qidi was a little worried.
"Well, I don't have to work, but you have to give me the blueprints so I know what kind of house to build."
Ling Xiao broke off a large leaf and gently fanned his wife. There was not a trace of wind tonight and the air was a little hot.
"Well, I have time to draw it." Meng Qidi nodded. How about drawing it when we go back?
It just so happened that he was there, so the two of them could discuss it.
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