Lin Ziyan hadn't come to her senses yet when she felt herself leaning backward, so she quickly grabbed the car.
A gust of wind whistled past my ear...
"What happened to that chubby girl...?"
I didn't hear what was said after that; it was drowned out by the wind.
The chubby girl slowed down after riding for almost ten meters.
The houses in Haitang Village are mostly built of large stones, and the roofs are relatively high.
The shadows of the trees swayed, blocking most of the sunlight.
You can tell how developed a village is just by looking at its architectural style.
Haitang Village is clearly wealthier than Haibi Village.
Although the path was also made of black mud, it was noticeably smoother than that of Haibi Village.
"Ayan, Haitang is good in every way, but the worst thing about it is the village entrance."
“A bunch of elderly people gather here every day, and everyone who walks by gets stared at.” The chubby girl parked her car at the Huang family’s gate.
She stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Uncle Huang..."
"Who is it!" came a strong, resonant voice from inside.
With a clang, the iron gate was pulled open.
Lin Ziyan glanced at the Huang family's gate and nodded.
Most people in Haitang Village are surnamed Wei, and there is only one Huang family.
I heard that they were refugees who fled here during the war, but they didn't move away, so the village allocated land and houses to them.
“Fatty, Chen Liu’s daughter,” Fatty replied.
Grandpa Huang, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, glanced at the two of them and then took out two rattan chairs from the yard.
"Sit down." He squinted at Lin Ziyan.
Grandpa Huang's eyesight is failing, but he still recognized Lin Ziyan at a glance.
Lin Ziyan looks just like her great-grandmother; she's very easy to recognize.
"You must be Granny Lin's eldest granddaughter?" He nodded, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan.
"Yes, I am Lin Ziyan, sir. You can just call me Ayan." Lin Ziyan said after sitting down.
She took the blueprints out of her bag and handed them to him.
"Could you take a look and see if this house can be built?" Lin Ziyan continued.
Grandpa Huang glanced at it and said, "It can be done."
"However, you'll need to find the glass yourself; I'll only help with the installation."
The chubby girl sat to the side without saying a word.
"Okay!" Lin Ziyan nodded.
She could tell from the sight of the Huang family's house that the old man in front of her was a capable person.
The roof, foundation, and even the carvings at the entrance are all out of place with modern architecture.
"You can go back now. Once the date is set, just have Chen Liu give me a message." After saying that, Grandpa Huang stood up.
The old lady in the family went to the fields, and he had to cook lunch, so he didn't have time to chat with them.
Besides, the drawings are clear, so there's nothing to talk about.
"Then we'll be going now." Lin Ziyan nodded to him and pulled the chubby girl away.
"Ayan, why didn't you ask more questions?" The chubby girl asked after riding her bike quite a distance.
Lin Ziyan: "There's no need. If he can understand the diagram, it means he can do it."
The saying "There are many hidden masters among ordinary people" didn't come out of thin air.
Grandpa Huang's house uses glazed tiles, and the roof rarely leaks unless hit by stones.
Moreover, she had just glanced at the kitchen and noticed that the stove was connected to the sink, which was quite rare in those days.
After returning from Haitang Village
Lin Ziyan really wanted to call Huo Qizhen, but as soon as she stepped out the door, he was already sitting on the stone stool in front of his own house.
He wore floral shorts with a white polo shirt, and his skin was so dark it looked like he had just returned from Africa.
"Boss Huo, did you go to Guangzhou to work as a laborer?" Lin Ziyan teased.
She took a bottle of water with one hand, glanced at it, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
They even delivered water to her house?
Huo Qizhen unscrewed the bottle cap, drank half a bottle first, and then said, "Recently, I've been staking out the port of Guangzhou every day, hoping to find some sea crabs, but all I've found are sea fish."
"Boss Lin, please help me out."
Lin Ziyan sat on the other stone stool. "A winter menu?"
Huo Qizhen nodded. It's good to talk to smart people; there's no need to beat around the bush.
"Hot pot," Lin Ziyan said casually.
She felt that if she opened a restaurant in this day and age, she would probably make a fortune.
But Lin Ziyan only thought about it and didn't intend to do it.
Huo Qizhen's eyes darkened. He had thought about hot pot, but there was nothing new about it.
"Change it," he said, frowning.
Lin Ziyan said, "Boss Huo, let's have dinner at my house tonight. I'll cook you a hot pot."
"This hot pot is not that hot pot."
…
night,
Lu Qiuying rushed to the fishing village and went straight to the Lin family's house.
She paused for a moment when she saw a group of people as she stepped into the courtyard.
"Is there some good news? A get-together?" Lu Qiuying asked as she saw her grandparents before going inside.
"Qiuying, go home and call Yun Shen and the others over," Grandma Lan called out, without answering her question.
Ah Jian said, "Grandma Lan, I'll go."
He finished speaking and ran out, disappearing in a flash.
There were three round tables in the courtyard, each with a charcoal stove on it and a clay pot on it.
"Grandma, what day is it today?" Lu Qiuying put her bag aside and continued to ask.
"On a rare occasion, Ayan treated us to hot pot, saying we'd never had it before," Grandma Lan said, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan while cracking sunflower seeds.
Old Man He was sitting to the side chatting with Uncle Chen.
Lu Qiuying then noticed that the house had been demolished, which explained why it was so much more spacious now.
"What are you keeping me in suspense for, Ah Yan? I'm so impatient, I can't wait any longer." Aunt Chen craned her neck to look.
Lu Qiuying sat next to her grandmother, equally confused.
Huo Qizhen was even more anxious than they were, his forehead was constantly sweating, and his back felt cold.
"Make way, the food is served." The chubby girl brought out the food in a bamboo basket, which was covered with a layer of banana leaves.
It contains shellfish, shrimp, crab, oysters, and more.
Three baskets, containing the same dishes.
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