"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it!"
Without a second thought, Lu Jinguang replied that if the homestead land didn't require approval from higher authorities, he would have already found a solution for Song Qinghe.
Who told her to be a hero, a precious gem in his eyes?
He wished he could build a house for Song Qinghe overnight and then leave her in the village.
As for the rest, none of that matters.
Song Qinghe had been waiting for Lu Jinguang to say this, so she quickly said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle. I'm new here and don't know anything, so I'll have to trouble you to help me find people and buy materials."
"Here's five hundred yuan, a bonus from the commune leaders. Please take it first, and let me know if it's not enough."
Lu Jinguang exclaimed in surprise, "Five hundred yuan! My goodness, the commune is really being generous for once."
"No need to rush to pay, we can settle the bill together after the house is built."
"You just focus on your work, I'll take care of the house."
Building a house mainly involves labor and materials, and it's impossible to calculate the costs now.
The odds and ends are the hardest to calculate, so it's better to wait until the end and calculate them all at once.
"Don't we need to calculate the workers' wages in advance?"
"No need, everyone's just sitting around doing nothing anyway. We're working for you, not for someone else, so don't worry!"
Lu Jinguang practically patted his chest and assured her that, after all, he had been the village chief for so many years and was confident in his abilities.
Building a house is nothing difficult.
Moreover, Song Qinghe is no outsider. Just because of the seed drill and the double-wheeled double-furrow plow, many people would probably be willing to come and help.
Relieved, Song Qinghe took out her design drawings and handed them over.
"Uncle, this is roughly the outline of the house I want."
"Let me see."
Lu Jinguang took it and examined it carefully. The 300-square-meter courtyard was divided into several areas by Song Qinghe.
It has four bedrooms, a kitchen, a washroom, a storage room, and a toilet.
The toilet is located in the courtyard, and a small covered walkway is thoughtfully painted on the path leading to it.
The doors to all the bedrooms are connected, so you don't have to worry about getting wet when you go to the toilet on cloudy or rainy days.
That's great.
Lu Jinguang was surprised that Song Qinghe had such skills, but since she could even draw farm tools, drawing a design for a bungalow shouldn't be a problem for her.
This educated youth, Song, was truly a multi-talented person.
Song Qinghe originally planned to build a sunroom similar to those of decades from now, so that it could provide warmth in winter and cool off in summer by opening the windows.
But after thinking it over, it still doesn't quite fit the characteristics of this era.
Moreover, it's not easy to find so many steel bars and tempered glass.
In the end, I gave up and let it go.
If you build a connecting corridor like this, you won't get wet when you go to the toilet.
Once my family arrives, we can see if there's anything we're not satisfied with and then make any changes.
Song Qinghe asked, "Uncle, is this easy to do?"
Lu Jinguang said, "It's easy. You don't need to worry about it. They've done their job. The location of the land they gave you is pretty good. There's a small river in front and a mountain behind. Once the house is built, you can fence it off and grow some vegetables or something. That will be fine."
"Most importantly, it's not far from Lu Zhaolin's courtyard, so you can look out for each other."
"Qinghe, please sit down first. I'll go find someone to make arrangements and ask a fortune teller to calculate an auspicious day for us to start work."
It has to be at least an auspicious day; you have to be especially careful when building a house.
Song Qinghe nodded; she really hadn't thought of that.
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