As for selling houses, there are none.
Who would sell a house for no reason?
After all, it's ancestral property. If it were for sale, it wouldn't be available to the educated youth who came to the countryside.
Song Qinghe knew the chances were slim, but she still wanted to give it a try.
When Wu You heard Song Qinghe speak, she instinctively wanted to say something sarcastic, but she swallowed the words back.
If such a good thing really existed, she would like to do it too.
She's not stupid; if she can live alone, why would she need to stay at someone else's house?
Upon hearing Song Qinghe's words, Lu Jinguang did not rush to refuse, but instead said, "It's not that the village won't build it for you, but that there's no extra space."
"As for selling houses, who in the village would want to sell their house? And where would they live if they did?"
"Look everyone, who wants to take one more back with them!"
“Village chief, it’s difficult for each of us to take one child back home, so we won’t get involved.”
"That's right, nobody wants to have more mouths to feed!"
"You figure something out. If all else fails, you can take him back to your own home."
"Go, go, go, really! Village chief, is it the usual rule? We'll assign them work again tomorrow."
As they spoke, a group of people quickly pulled several educated youths away, fearing that Lu Jinguang might be in a bad mood and leave them behind, forcing them to take the people back with him.
Before Chen Shili was taken away, he turned back to look at Song Qinghe, but ultimately didn't say anything more.
Seeing them flee, Lu Jinguang couldn't help but sneer, "You little bastards, you're all pretty fast. I've never seen them this quick when we're working in the fields."
“Come on, girl, I’ll go with you to see! Whether he can take you in is hard to say, I can’t make that decision for him, it depends on his own decision.”
"He definitely won't sell this house. He's not short of money. As for renting it, forget it, you two can negotiate!"
There was such a person in the village, but he was not often at home, so Lu Jinguang did not include him when arranging the educated youth.
Lu Zhaolin was a well-known handsome young man in the surrounding villages.
As soon as the female educated youth said that, Lu Jingguang immediately thought of him.
Lu Zhaolin is not only good-looking and from a good family, but also young and promising. He is now an officer in the army. The key thing is that even though he has done well, he has not forgotten his roots and his old home.
You should know that if you go back three generations, Lu Zhaolin's grandfather, Lu Jianye, was a founding marshal and a famous general. When the country was founded, he climbed the city wall with the great man.
That's the pride of their whole village!
Later, after Lu Zhaolin joined the army, his station happened to be in this area, so he often came back to the old house to stay.
I've been home these past few days, I don't know if it's because I'm on vacation or for some other reason.
Lu Jinguang didn't dare to ask. He knew in his heart that they were no longer on the same level.
If he asks too many questions, the other person might get annoyed.
It would be a huge loss to arrest him as a spy later!
Although if you look closely, they are still close relatives, and Lu Zhaolin should call him "uncle".
However, after thinking it over, it seems that there is no one more suitable than him in the whole village.
We can't really let that female educated youth sleep on the streets, can we?
Hearing him say that, Song Qinghe became quite curious. She could tell that the village chief was the kind of person who meant what he said and was very effective in the village.
Otherwise, those villagers wouldn't have obediently taken the person back.
Unexpectedly, there were still people he couldn't handle, and things he couldn't guarantee.
Soon, Lu Jinguang led her to a small courtyard. He pushed open the door and went in to call for help, intending to talk to Lu Zhaolin first. If Lu Zhaolin disagreed, he would think of other ways.
Song Qinghe stood alone at the door, looking around at the surroundings. It was quite elegant, to be honest.
There's a cherry tree planted by the door. It's cherry season, and the little red cherries are swaying in the wind, looking absolutely adorable.
As Song Qinghe walked by, a tender green branch accidentally caught on her hair. She had to put her suitcase aside and stand on tiptoe to untangle it.
At that moment, someone approached from behind—
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