"So, you and Zhou Jianshe are together?" Shen Mo raised the corner of her mouth.
"Yes... yes, it's good. Building him... His family conditions are not very good, and he has no roots in the city." She frankly acknowledged the reality. There was no trace of disgust in her tone, but instead it was full of understanding and appreciation.
"But he is capable! Look at how clever he is! He handles all the important tasks of the team properly! Qingyang trusts him, and the villagers also respect him!"
"He is willing to endure hardships, is ambitious, and has a quick mind. He is in the production team, and is not much worse than those office workers in the city! I think that as long as both of us are willing to work hard and live a down-to-earth life here for a few years, our lives will be prosperous, and we can build a new house, buy new furniture, and have everything!"
"Besides." She turned her head and faced Shen Mo with a sly yet extremely satisfied smile on her face.
"Here, the air is good, the food is delicious, the work is smooth, and... he is with me. If I go back to the city, I will have to squeeze in, see my parents' faces, and wait for my turn to work. How can I be as free and comfortable as I am now? I think this is good! It's really good!"
Shen Mo nodded: "You are right."
Didn't Lu Qingyang also have nothing at the beginning? Now he has returned to the city.
What he meant was that he would return to the city after everything for the production team was arranged.
Now the production team has not only added fresh blood to its positions, but also some old cadres from before. The combination of the two is exerting the greatest effect.
After Lu Qingyang had made all these arrangements, he prepared to persuade Mr. Shen to return to the capital with them.
Uncle Shen sat on the edge of the kang, twisting his pipe unconsciously with his rough fingers, his brows twisted into a shape of a "꼇".
The room became quiet, with only the occasional crackling sound from the burning firewood in the stove.
"Grandpa, when you were drunk, you slammed the table and said loudly, 'I must go to the capital in this life to see how bright the emperor's Golden Palace is!' Xiaomo and I heard this at the time, right, Xiaomo?" He turned his head to look at Shen Mo, seeking support.
Shen Mo suppressed her laughter and nodded: "That's right, Grandpa! That voice is so loud!"
Uncle Shen blushed and muttered, "It's all old news... Besides, it was just drunken talk!"
"Drunk words reveal your true feelings! I know you can't bear to leave your home." Lu Qingyang changed the subject.
"But Grandpa, you have to think about Xiaomo. She is pregnant with two babies now. They are your great-grandchildren! Twins are much harder than one. In the future, when she gets older and her belly gets heavier, how inconvenient will it be for her to move?
After all, the medical facilities in the production team are limited. If you return to the capital, live in a more spacious place, be closer to a good hospital, and find an experienced obstetrician and gynecologist, wouldn't you feel at ease?
It would be wonderful if you could be there to watch the babies being born healthy and growing up!"
When Grandpa Shen heard the words "great-grandson", "twins", and "healthy", his eyes flickered noticeably.
Lu Qingyang struck while the iron was hot: "Also, if you want to go to Beijing, let's go together! If you miss home and want to come back to see your old friends and visit old places, that's no problem! When the time comes, we'll send a car to take you back directly. It's fast and safe. I guarantee you can come and go whenever you want, just as convenient as visiting someone in your own backyard! Tell me, what else do you have to worry about?"
"Really? You're not lying to me?"
"Grandpa, don't you know what I am like? If I deceive you about this matter, Xiaomo will eat me up, right?" Lu Qingyang smiled and spread his hands.
Uncle Shen's eyes moved back and forth between Lu Qingyang's frank and sincere face and Shen Mo's expectant eyes.
The last bit of strength stuck in the throat finally loosened completely as if the core had been pulled out.
"Where do we live then?"
"Don't worry about that. We have a separate yard and a vegetable garden. You can live like you do now."
His wrinkled face relaxed and he sighed, with a tone of compromise:
"Okay, okay! You kids, you make me feel warm inside! For my great-grandchildren... and for my old bones to see more of this beautiful land..."
He raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Let's go! Grandpa will go with you to the capital to broaden your horizons! Look at the Golden Palace!"
Everything was arranged properly, and the production team even held a farewell party for him.
Sun Xiangqian burped, and finally couldn't hold back his reluctance:
"Qingyang, you are my lifelong good brother! Seeing that you are better than me in every way, I am convinced in my heart! Now you are back to the city to pursue your career, good! It's a great thing! I am happy for you! But..."
He gulped down another glass of wine and wiped his mouth, "Why do I feel so...uncomfortable in my heart? I feel empty inside when you leave. I really can't bear to let you go!"
Lu Qingyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Everyone's life is getting better now, and it will only get better in the future. Just work hard. If you have any problems, come to me and I will definitely make good arrangements for you!"
"Oh my! Look at what a stupid brain I have! I was busy drinking!" Sun Xiangqian stood up in a hurry, his body swaying, and it was obvious that he was not drunk.
"Wait a minute! Qingyang! Wait for me!" Sun Xiangqian shouted without thinking, turned around and staggered out of the crowd, heading towards his home.
"Brother Xiang Qian? Where are you going?" Someone nearby quickly supported him.
Sun Xiangqian threw him away. Although his steps were weak, his tone was firm: "What else can I do? Good stuff! Leave good stuff for Qingyang! If he leaves... I don't know when he will come back, I have to bring it to him!"
He muttered to himself, sweating anxiously, "We can't let our good brothers return to the city empty-handed! How much has Qingyang worried about us?"
"Don't be so polite..."
A half-grown child immediately shouted, "Uncle Xiangqian, I can run fast. I'll go to your house to get the key!" and then he ran out.
Sun Xiangqian was supported by his wife. Although he couldn't stand steadily, he kept muttering, "I still have a big bag of the best peanuts from the autumn harvest, the driest and most fragrant wild mushrooms... Oh, yes! And the wild honey! My wife just cut a few pieces!"
At this time, a clear female voice interrupted.
Everyone looked and saw that it was a young wife named Sanni in the team.
She held a bamboo basket covered with clean white paper in her hand, walked over quickly and handed it to Sun Xiangqian, then looked at Lu Qingyang awkwardly:
"Captain, this is the tea set made from the newly ground wheat flour at home. I heard that people in the city are particular about drinking tea... You... please don't despise it. My mother said that thanks to you getting the rice mill and flour mill, there is no sand in the grain at home, and my father's cough has also improved a lot..."
"Thanks……"
Lu Qingyang couldn't refuse at all.
Soon, the half-grown child came back panting with a large sack of stuff.
"Put it over there. Yes, put more! Be gentle, be gentle, the honey jar might get bumped!"
The scene was a little hectic for a while, and many villagers around were inspired and ran back home to bring the "good things" from their homes.
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