"Demolition?" Jiang Kuo was a little surprised, "What is the purpose of demolition in that area?"
"Do you build a building?" Ding Zhe said with a smile, "Why don't you ask Jiang always whether he bought it."
"The total market area is not very big," Jiang Kuo said. "Houses are not good, shopping malls are not good, and the location is to lose money."
"I don't know if it's true," Duan Feifei shook his legs, lowered his head and quickly sent a message on his mobile phone, inquiring with a few bags in the market, "Last time I said that the municipal government was going to demolish the garden, but I didn't say anything. "
There have been rumors that the market will be demolished over the years. After all, this market is almost passed down from the ancestors of the city, but every time the rumors spread, they gradually fade away.
This time, it's a little surprising that the old boss can actually work with the administrator because of the rumors.
"The garden is most likely, if it is to be demolished," Jiang Kuo said, "that old boss, where did he get the news?"
"I don't know," Duan Feifei said, "I haven't been at home for a while. I'm inquiring now. I'll ask when I go back."
"Let President Jiang ask." Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone.
"Hey, hey," Duan Feifei hurriedly held his hand, "If the old boss can catch the wind on this matter, then it won't sound difficult, and there's no need to trouble a savage knife like President Jiang."
Jiang Kuo smiled.
"No," Dong Kun frowned, "If it was a real demolition, did Sister Ling say that the old boss had worked with the administrator? Why? It wasn't the administrator who demolished it."
"The management fee has started to rise this month," Duan Feifei said. "Last month, when he said it would rise, he stood at the door and scolded him for three hours. Now he feels that he has to pay for demolition, and he doesn't want to pay."
"Is this troublesome?" Sun Ji sighed, "The market has been here for almost 30 years. It's really demolished, and it will be affected wherever it moves."
"That's for sure. When the flower and bird market moved a few years ago, you can see how many years have passed and there are still no people," Duan Feifei turned his phone, "and where is the new market, how long does it take to build it, what is the price, and can you grab it? The booths... are not accurate." Duan Feifei's tone sounded quite relaxed, Jiang Kuo couldn't help but leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you worried?"
"I'm worried," Duan Feifei sighed, "but it depends on whether it's true in the end."
"It's not really, you have to think about what to do next." Jiang Kuo said, "It will be demolished sooner or later."
"I told my uncle to open a store too much before, but he has been reluctant, afraid of being too busy, and afraid of losing money," Duan Feifei said, "I'll talk to him when I go back, the market is there, you are Niu San Knives, if the market is gone, everyone can say that they are three knives."
The feedback from the bag inquirers is very vague and will not be stated explicitly, but it is roughly the case.
There is no place for civic activities in this area. The elderly and children can’t find a place to go out for a walk at night. They dance square dances and dance at the door of the store. They make noise every day. It is estimated that this place is changed to a public park or an activity center. .
When Duan Feifei was talking to Jiang Kuo, it was quite easy, but it wasn't that easy.
Uncle is not a person who is particularly good at business. It is impossible to say that he has not saved money for so many years, but to say how much he has, it is not much. With the pension money, neither of them are in very good health, and they have to guard against the need for money to see a doctor in the future.
To open a branch is really not something they can think about.
Go back and have a good chat with the old uncle, Duan Feifei stretched and eased his emotions.
Things still have to be resolved, but you can wait until you go back tomorrow to think about it. After all, this is the last day he and Jiang Kuo will stay together before school starts.
President Jiang invited them to have two meals. The original plan was for them to invite them back tonight, but President Jiang went on a business trip temporarily. After a bowl, Mrs. Jiang went to the county town to pick up a litter of dogs that had just been rescued, and she couldn't catch up with dinner.
"Why, is your mother still helping?" Ding Zhe was surprised.
"Well, I go to the adoption courtyard to clean up every week, and I go to the charity sale once a month," Jiang Kuo said. "It's been like this for many years."
"I'm so moved." Liu Fatty said.
"Let's eat by ourselves in the evening," Jiang Kuo arranged. "Take our luggage to the hotel in a while, and then we will go to the folk village to eat farm food."
"Is it yours too?" Dong Kun asked.
"Well, it's almost gone," Jiang Kuo said, "Mr. Jiang plans to sell it, and hurry up and eat a few meals while you can still eat free food."
"It's over, it's over," Ding Zhe shook his head, "You're such a good young master, you've been with us for a long time, and the word "free food" actually comes to mind."
When going out, Jiang Kuo took Benben with him. The Folk Village has an event venue, so you can take it to play.
Cannon didn't go with him, he had to go home to meet the supplier, and everyone crowded into a car and set off.
"Or do I drive?" Ding Zhe asked while sitting in the cab.
"Why don't you go to the street and ask again," Duan Feifei sat in the middle of the back row, "How sincere."
"Let's go!" Ding Zhe shouted with a smile and drove the car out of the garage.
The journey has entered the final stage of being idle but having a touch of sadness. After a few days of high-spirited eating, drinking and playing, everyone is now starting to relax.
With a little tiredness and emotion, enjoy the final relaxation.
"When I go back, I should be busy with the New Year." Dong Kun leaned against the car door with a displeased face, "I haven't cleaned up my room, and haven't washed the duvet cover sheets... ah..."
"I'm fine," Liu Fatty said, "my mother got it all done."
"I still have a bunch of goods to send when I go back." Duan Feifei raised his head, followed by Benben and licked his hair. He quickly sat up straight again, and patted Benben's head with his hand.
"I'll go over and pack for you when I have time," Ding Zhe said. "Anyway, my family's New Year's Eve is easy. Just go to my grandpa's house at some point."
"You got it," said Duan Feifei, "you stay at home for a few days, and if you want to eat beef, I will run errands to deliver it to you."
"I can't stay at home, I'm afraid they will drag me to go on foot with my uncles and aunts again," Ding Zhe said, "lady, help aunty carry this bag, young man, help uncle carry this bag..."
"How did you spend the New Year?" Jiang Kuo asked Duan Feifei.
"I also go to my grandmother's house," Duan Feifei opened the photo album on his phone and flipped through it, "Every year, all relatives go there, my uncle's family, my aunt's family, my uncle's family... Not necessarily, my uncle doesn't have a good relationship with everyone... "
"How many pictures of me have you taken?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice.
"There's no way to count, just add a hundred or ten videos," Duan Feifei said with a smile, and clicked on the special album for the New Year, "Look."
Jiang Kuo saw the New Year's family portrait, a group of people gathered around a large round table, the table was placed beside the bed, and a kind-looking old lady sat on the bed.
"Your grandma looks so kind." Jiang Kuo said.
"Actually, she's very kind. She didn't even touch a finger of me when I was a child." Duan Feifei flipped through a few pictures, "These two are the stupid sons of my aunt's family, second-year idiots in high school. Just my uncle, my dad and my uncle used to fight with him, two fights one, it can't be called a fight anymore, it's pure beating."
Jiang Kuo laughed and coughed.
"Really, his uncle is quite annoying," Dong Kun said. "Did we see it once last year, and let the old uncle pay the old lady to see a doctor."
"Yes, that's the time when I knew that the old man was quite capable of fighting," Ding Zhe said. "The first time I saw the old man beating the old man, the young man was fighting beside him."
"Is that you guy?" Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifei.
"Otherwise," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "Do you still expect them to fight? It's fine if you don't go up to help."
"His uncle really needs to clean up." Dong Kun sighed.
Duan Feifei has a lot of family members, three brothers plus an eldest sister, six children, the eldest son of the uncle's family and a daughter, the photos are packed.
In contrast, Jiang Kuo's family was quite deserted during the Chinese New Year. President Jiang's side was their family and grandmother, and mother's side was also their grandmother and their family. Uncle's family was not in the country all the year round.
For Jiang Kuo during the Chinese New Year, if he doesn't go on a trip, he is boring. He even faintly envys when Cannon complains about visiting relatives. At least he has something to do, right
Seeing that Duan Feifei's house was so crowded, he sighed. Although he didn't like a bunch of noisy relatives, he also didn't like being lonely.
The rooms in the hotel were still the three rooms they had stayed in before, and they didn't divide them any further, so they entered the room directly in the previous order.
Ben Ben was left at the front desk to wait for them.
"Would it be good for the guests to see a dog?" Duan Feifei asked.
"This is a pet-friendly hotel," Jiang Kuo leaned against the table. "It's just that these rooms are not pet rooms. There are special pet rooms with kennels."
"Very good." Duan Feifei said.
"Are you speechless?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile.
"Well," Duan Feifei walked up to him, "I almost didn't find it if I had no words to ask for."
"Do you want to go back?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I think about it and I don't want to," Duan Feifei said. "If you go back, you will have to think about a lot of things."
Jiang Kuo kissed him on the lips.
"Why," Duan Feifei asked, "what about the injury test?"
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "see if it's appropriate to kiss."
Duan Feifei didn't say anything, glanced that the door was closed, turned his head and kissed it.
Both phones rang at the same time.
Jiang Kuo stared at Duan Feifei's mouth and said, "It's okay, it's not broken."
"It can still be broken," Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone, "Do you have a saw on your mouth?"
[Sun Zhuanghan] I'm fat again
Duan Feifei quickly replied before Ding Zhe and the others replied.
[Duan Yingjun] I'm okay with money
[Ding Weiwu] Waiting for the wedding wine of the two of you
Jiang Kuo laughed when he saw this sentence: "Ding Zhe is really cheap."
"Sun Ji's words are also ambiguous," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "I didn't pay attention, I just thought about not being the slowest house."
"Let's go," Jiang Kuo waved, "We'll be the first to go out."
The folk village is quite lively, with various small shops and restaurants, as well as a singing and dancing square.
There is a large grassy slope at the back door of the farmhouse restaurant Jiang Kuo took them to. Benben can run and play by himself. Although the grass is turning yellow now, Benben doesn't care. Satisfy.
Puppies are very easy to satisfy, a meal, a shelter that can shelter from the rain is enough. It's good to be like a dog.
"Is farmer's meals so high-end now?" Liu Fatty sighed as he entered the box.
"His family's dishes are particularly delicious. It's the kind of very earthy dishes, but it's a bit foreign-style," Jiang Kuo said. "It's foreign-style earthy dishes."
"Okay, let's try this shit." Duan Feifei said.
"I'll just let them serve," Jiang Kuo called the waiter over, "it's all the signature dishes."
"Are you still drinking?" Liu Fat asked.
"Don't drink," Dong Kun said, "I just finished my hangover yesterday, and I have to catch a car tomorrow."
"Yes," Liu Fat nodded, "have some tea."
"Give me a tea set." Jiang Kuo took a small packet of tea leaves from his pocket.
"Shit," Ding Zhe smiled, "Do you bring tea with you when you go out to dinner?"
"What good tea can a restaurant have? It's better to drink plain water than drinking their tea," Jiang Kuo said. "This tea was just brought back by President Jiang. If there is no good wine, just drink some good tea."
No matter whether the farmhouse dishes are local or foreign, the atmosphere is the most enthusiastic, just like hot pot and barbecue.
Even if he didn't drink, he was chattering while eating and chatting, and he was a little dizzy as if he had been drinking.
After it got dark, Benben was taken back to their box by the waiter, Duan Feifei opened a can for him, and he started to sleep after eating.
It wasn't until after eight o'clock that they finished eating and left, and Benben got up and shook his hair.
"Let's go shopping for a while." Jiang Kuo said, "Night market."
Because the folk village is in the city, it is similar to a commercial street, so although it is cold at night, it is still quite lively.
A group of people walked slowly along the crowd, and all kinds of small shops came over to have a look.
Passing by a shop that sells wool and custom-made handmade sweaters, Jiang Kuo stopped, and the eldest sister who was knitting sweaters in the store immediately greeted: "Come in and have a look!"
"I'll buy you a scarf," Jiang Kuo said. "Okay, it's too late to buy one now. I'll make do with one first, so that no one will say that winter is almost over."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei glanced forward, the group of people were surrounding a cotton candy shop.
He and Jiang Kuo entered the woolen shop.
"Is there a cashmere scarf?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Yes!" The eldest sister got up and took them inside a little. "It's all here. The colors of cashmere are a little less, and they are generally more plain."
"It's just the elements." Jiang Kuo looked down and picked a dark green one. "Black, white, gray, and red are so good," the eldest sister said. "You pick these colors, and middle-aged people use them a lot. Are you using them yourself?"
"If you have a good-looking face, you can hold it," Jiang Kuo said. "This color has a temperament."
The elder sister looked at his face.
Duan Feifei held back a smile.
"That's right," the eldest sister nodded earnestly looking at his face, "your face is okay."
Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing.
This scarf feels good in the hand and looks like a good workmanship, but Duan Feifei still thinks it is too expensive for more than 500 to 600 yuan.
Jiang Kuo hadn't negotiated the price yet, so he scanned the code directly. It is estimated that when he returned to the familiar environment, he forgot that he had mastered the stunt of bargaining.
Duan Feifei didn't remind him that this was the scarf Jiang Kuo gave him. If he reminded him, it would not feel pure.
He wrapped the scarf around his neck and walked out of the store under the eldest sister's suspicious eyes.
Why, can't this face hold up
"How is it?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Do you like it?"
"I like it," Duan Feifei nodded, "I like it very much, very warm."
When I walked to the cotton candy store, several people had already finished the line and started to take the cotton candy, which was distributed one by one.
Jiang Kuo got a blue one, and Duan Feifei got a pink and red one.
"I just forgot to bargain." Jiang Kuo took a bite of the marshmallow and stopped and said something when he was halfway through.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
"You didn't remind me?" Jiang Kuo turned to look at him.
"I just want a scarf that you bought purely." Duan Feifei said while eating, "But it's really expensive, I feel like I can talk about fifty-one hundred. If you have a thick skin, you can cut two-hundred. ."
"That's not much," Jiang Kuo instantly balanced, and glanced at him after thinking about it, "Are you romantic or naive?"
"Romantic." Duan Feifei said.
"Then you should buy two," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll get one too and make up a couple's outfit."
"That's a waste," Duan Feifei said, "I remember you have a piece that looks a bit like this, you can use that one."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "You are too embarrassed to call it romantic?"
"You bought a scarf?" Sun Ji looked back and saw the scarf on Duan Feifei's neck.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"It's pretty," Sun Ji touched. "Cashmere? Good to touch."
"Take your hands away," Duan Feifei said, "if your hands are clean, just touch them."
"Fuck, it's clean!" Sun Ji said, "Where did you buy it? I'll get one too."
"Five hundred and seven." Duan Feifei said.
Sun Ji quickly withdrew his hand: "I won't buy it anymore."
Duan Feifei was overjoyed: "No more purchases, just this one."
"Are you crazy to buy such an expensive one?" Liu Fat came over, "This must be Jiang Kuo's style."
"Will Jiang Kuo buy five hundred and seven scarves!" Ding Zhe said.
"No," said Dong Kun, "he can't afford it for three thousand and five a month, to be honest."
Jiang Kuo bit the marshmallow and enjoyed it.
After walking around the streets of the Folk Village, all the people were gone, and a group of talents returned to the hotel.
"Jiang Kuo, you don't have to send us tomorrow," Liu Fatty said, "We can go by ourselves, the time is about the same."
"It's not bad," Jiang Kuo said. "Tomorrow, I'll take you all in a car. If it's not time, just drink a cup of coffee at the station and wait."
"Also." Ding Zhe fell on the sofa, "Fatty, let's have a game."
Several people were paralyzed in Ding Zhe and Dong Kun's house, ready to play games for a while.
Jiang Kuochong and Duan Feifei winked, meaning that you are just here to play together.
But Duan Feifei didn't fully understand it.
He nodded and said to a few people, "I'll come over in a while."
Then went out.
Jiang Kuo sighed and had to go out together.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei reached out and quickly rubbed Jiang Kuo's face twice.
"Are you stupid?" Jiang Kuo clapped his hand away, "I'll let you play together first, and then talk about it later."
"You should go back after playing for a while," Duan Feihan said in a low voice, "I haven't been at home for so many days, and only your mother is home tonight."
"Yeah, why don't you just send me out when I leave?" Jiang Kuo said, "What's the reason for us to come out now?"
Duan Feifei thought for a while, then turned around and walked to his room: "Go back to the room and use the toilet."
"Are you the kind of person who needs to go back to your room to go to the toilet?" Jiang Kuo followed after him.
"I'm not," Duan Feifei said, "you are."
Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue: "It only takes two minutes to go to the toilet."
Duan Feifei entered the room and opened his arms at him: "Two minutes is enough, hugging is enough."
Jiang Kuo went over and hugged him.
Duan Feifei tightened his arms.
"Go back early tomorrow morning, handsome." Jiang Kuo said.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"It's still a long time away from school, handsome." Jiang Kuo said again.
"Well," Duan Feifei smiled, "it won't be long."
"I'll go back to school early after the New Year," Jiang Kuo said. "It's okay to stay at home anyway."
"You can't get into the dormitory," said Duan Feifei, "you didn't apply in advance."
"Can't you get in without you," Jiang Kuo said, "I think you can let the cafeteria cook for you directly."
Duan Feifei laughed: "No, they were also on holiday at that time, and there was no one in the cafeteria."
"I can live in Cannon's house," Jiang Kuo said. "It will take a while for him to go back after the year."
"Are you serious?" Duan Feifei leaned back and looked at him.
"Don't you want to see me?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.
"Think." Duan Feifei said.
"There will be ten days between now and the end of the New Year," Jiang Kuo said, "enough for us to experience how much we think."