When An Jingzhi was talking at the Public Security Bureau, the An family had been sitting next to them. As soon as An Jingzhi came back, they felt like they had found their backbone. They just watched An Jingzhi talking to the director of the Public Security Bureau and the county magistrate without saying a word.
As soon as he left the Public Security Bureau, An Jingzhi asked someone to help carry An Dapeng into the car and put his wheelchair in the trunk.
I went to the hospital again to pick up An Qingxin, whose wound had been bandaged.
"Uncle, thank you for your help." An Qingxin said a little embarrassedly.
"Why do we say these things as a family? This time it's all thanks to you, kid. You're a good guy."
"Those electrical appliances are just personal possessions. They're gone once they're gone. They're not worth much. You did a great job not chasing after them."
If An Qingxin had chased after him regardless of his life or death, the scene might have been completely different.
Fortunately, he had always asked Chen Yaozhen and her daughter in Hong Kong to keep in touch with their family. They were still not clear about An Jingzhi's financial situation, but they already knew that this amount of electrical appliances was indeed a small amount of money for An Jingzhi, and investing in building a factory was a matter of investment.
An Qingxin felt a little embarrassed by the praise. He scratched the back of his head with his other uninjured hand and said, "At that time, I was thinking about my grandparents at home. My father couldn't protect them all by himself."
"Good job."
An Jingzhi said: "In the future, there will be police patrolling around our village, and things like this will never happen again."
"Mom, Dad, don't worry."
"Son, has your family delayed your work?" Zhang Weifen asked.
"Mother," An Jingzhi said unhappily, "Look at what you're saying. What's the point of delaying this? I'm your son."
After returning home, the An family found that the stolen electrical appliances were quietly placed in the yard again.
Zhang Weifen hurried over to check and found scratches next to the washing machine. She was so distressed that she kept muttering to herself and cursing the thieves from time to time.
"These damn bastards."
An Jingzhi looked at the wall of his house. The outer wall was made of mud and could not block anything at all. It just left a space to block the view of people outside.
Probably no one expected that there would be someone so bold in the village.
"Mom and Dad, we can't surround our yard with anything, and this house is too old and doesn't look safe. How about this, we tear down the house and rebuild it. We can build a three-story Western-style building. When people enter the village, they can see our magnificent Western-style building."
Zhang Weifen no longer had the heart to worry about the scratches on the washing machine.
"Son, do you really want to build a house?" A house is the most important thing engraved in the bones of Chinese people.
"Build it. I'll lay the floor tiles and paint them with porcelain powder. Once it's built, I'll have someone run a telephone line through the house. It will be convenient for me to make phone calls in the future without having to go to the brigade headquarters."
"We'll also raise the wall outside our small building, plant some thorns on it, and put in glass, so no one can get in from now on."
An Jingzhi just described it in a few simple sentences, and the whole family was looking forward to it.
It’s a three-story Western-style house, and I need to lay floor tiles on it. How much will it cost?
If it is really built, their family will be the best family in the village.
"This," Zhang Weifen said happily but hesitantly, "Will it cost too much?"
An Jingzhi helped Zhang Weifen sit on a stool and said, "Mom, don't worry about money. This little money doesn't even bother me. I can even invest in a factory, so how can I not have money to build a house for our family?"
"My son hasn't been home for so many years, and now he can finally come back. Mother, you must give him the opportunity to fulfill his filial duty."
Zhang Weifen was coaxed by him and her face was full of smiles, and her heart was warmed.
An Dapeng also wanted to build a new house at home, but this old house was built brick by brick by him and his eldest son, and he was reluctant to give it up.
As soon as Zhang Weifen saw the conflicted look on his face, she knew what he was thinking.
"If you can't bear to give up this house, we can apply for new land from the village. Jingzhi hasn't applied for any land yet."
An Dapeng thought it made sense. "Then I'll go to the brigade headquarters and apply for it. It's just the right time to use a piece of land to build a house, so we can live in the old house."
After making the decision, he became impatient and hoped that the house would be built immediately.
As soon as the brigade heard that the An family wanted to apply for land to build a house, they immediately agreed.
It is a reasonable and legal matter, and no one would want to offend the An family.
An Jingzhi received a notice from the province yesterday. Director Zhou called him specifically to tell him the results of the provincial leaders' discussion.
The province agreed to all of An Jingzhi's requests, and they only had to wait for An Jingzhi to go through the formalities before they could start selecting an address.
The task of building the house was handed over to An Dapeng. An Dapeng was thinking about it every day with great energy. He no longer felt like a disabled person and pushed his wheelchair around every day.
With money and connections with An Jingzhi, the purchase of construction materials was very smooth. Construction workers could be recruited directly from the village, and the rest of the matters would be taken care of by the An family.
After An Jingzhi returned to the province and completed the formalities, he and Director Zhou were selecting a factory site.
"Our factory is quite large and covers a considerable area. In the province, only the east and north sides have more land, and they are all connected together." Director Zhou took out a map and introduced the situation in the province to An Jingzhi.
An Jingzhi chatted with him for a while, selected a few places, then drove to take a look in person, and finally decided on a piece of land as the factory site.
The location has been selected and work will begin soon. If all goes well, the factory will be able to officially recruit workers in a month and a half.
Director Zhou was in a good mood, but he did not forget the most important thing.
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