Since Chen Chu's original cabin had been moved to another place, only a foundation remained.
Secretary Bai immediately instructed the construction team to begin laying the foundation.
"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. You've even started building a new house. Is your next step to get married and have children?"
Watching those workers busily working away.
On the mountain, in front of the Martyrs' Cemetery Management Office.
Meng Zhengyang remarked with some emotion, making a joke.
"If your dad could see that you can support yourself now, he would be very proud!"
"It's a pity that my father is no longer here, otherwise I could still take care of him."
Chen Chu peeled a pomegranate and popped a seed into his mouth.
"Chen Chu, I asked you to peel a pomegranate, and you actually stole some!"
Zhang Xiaotuan was lying down playing games.
This was Meng Zhengyang's personal recliner, but now Zhang Xiaotuan has taken it over.
On the coffee table next to it was a bowl full of peeled pomegranate seeds, each one like a ruby.
Chen Chu and Meng Zhengyang exchanged a glance and both gave a wry smile.
Chen Chu moved his cabin next to the management office, and Zhang Xiaotuan has been staying there for the past few days.
We'll move back when the new house is finished.
Chen Chu felt relieved, but Meng Zhengyang felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"Hey kid, go buy me another chair!"
Meng Zhengyang didn't dare to speak loudly to Zhang Xiaotuan, but he had complete control over Chen Chu's actions.
The construction team's work on the mountain naturally attracted the attention of the villagers in the village at the foot of the mountain.
Many families also have orchards on the mountain, and when they came to work, they all gathered around.
"Isn't this the Chen family's house?"
"What, looks like you're going to rebuild the house!"
"Oh dear, it's a pity Old Chen died so young. Young Chen has also made something of himself, raising Xiao Tuan for so many years, and finally he's living a good life!"
The surrounding villagers watched from the mountain road outside as construction vehicles came and went, transporting slag and building materials.
When Chen Chu saw them, he smiled and invited them to rest and cool off at the Martyrs' Cemetery Management Office.
"Uncles, aunts, and grandmas, these watermelons are home-grown, please don't be shy!"
Many of the villagers living at the foot of the mountain used to live on the mountain, and Chen Chu was quite familiar with them.
"Aunt Wang, how's Dajun doing lately?"
Chen Chu looked at a middle-aged woman who had wrapped her head in a towel and was wearing a straw hat.
“Oh dear, my husband went to work in the city, and now he only earns a few thousand yuan a month, which isn’t even enough for his own needs.”
"It's okay, it's okay, we'll get through this eventually."
Chen Chu offered some words of comfort, then looked at another old man, "I heard that Brother Zhuang went out to do business, and even came home last month?"
"Hehe, your brother Zhuang has really made his business a success now!"
The old man smiled shyly, like a countryman, but his smile carried a hint of pride.
An older woman standing nearby said with a hint of envy, "Dazhuang is doing really well now. He came back last month with a girl, and they're even driving a car!"
Chen Chu chatted with the villagers about everyday things, but the villagers kept praising Chen Chu for his success.
Someone did ask, "Building a house on the mountain must cost a lot of money, right? Last year, his second aunt's family spent over 300,000 yuan building a house!"
"Pretty much. It's just that building houses on the mountain will incur higher delivery fees for these vehicles!"
Chen Chu laughed, saying that he naturally couldn't say that building a house would cost several million.
The uncles and aunts chatted with Chen Chu for a while before heading down the mountain.
However, these villagers couldn't help but sigh as they descended the mountain.
Suddenly someone said, "The melon you were eating just now tastes sweeter than the ones from our orchard, and it has a refreshing aroma."
"Now that you mention it, I think so too. You know what, Xiao Chen's melon-growing skills really haven't let our village down!"
“Who can argue with that? These days, who among the young people still stays in the mountains? Only Xiao Chen has carried on the craftsmanship of our village.”
"..."
After the villagers came down the mountain, they spread the news that Chen Chu and his group were building a house.
Everyone is saying that Xiao Chen has made something of himself.
However, some discerning people noticed that Secretary Bai's company's construction vehicles and building materials were being transported up the mountain.
Someone said, "I've seen houses built like this on construction sites; only bosses build big villas like this!"
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. That big truck costs 500 yuan per trip, and it makes dozens of trips a day. Just think about it, the cost of just that one truck these days must be over 100,000 yuan!"
"Damn, wouldn't it cost him over a million to build that house?"
"Over a million? Ha, that's more than that! At least three million or more!"
As Chen Chu's villa gradually took shape, many people heard about it.
At first, they thought it was just an ordinary house.
However, as Secretary Bai's company accelerated construction, in just over ten days, the Chinese-style courtyard villa was situated halfway up the mountain.
The villagers from the villages at the foot of the mountain all came over to see what was going on.
Upon seeing this, everyone was amazed.
Although most of them don't understand it, some villagers work for such construction companies.
Therefore, they naturally knew the construction cost of this villa.
"Wow, such a grand courtyard, no wonder it costs several million!"
"Chen Chu has really made something of himself now!"
The news got out just like that.
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