The dragon who collects gems and jewelry, Ying Qiao's basement and third floor are his treasure house. When he moved to this villa, it took a month to transfer + tidy up.
Chen Hua still remembers the fear of being dominated by moving.
"Not a villa."
Ying Qiao wanted to say just find an ordinary house, but he didn't have any idea about the houses where ordinary little monsters live, so he could only say: "Jiang Li's younger brother is coming to borrow from my house, the villa is too ostentatious."
Chen Hua understood that this was to fool Jiang Greed.
"When will it be?"
"Just tonight," Ying Qiao said, "ten o'clock at the latest."
Chen Hua: ...
You might as well beat me up.
"I'll try my best." Chen Hua said nicely, but mmp in her heart.
At this point, the normal intermediaries have already left work, so he can only find a way to find an acquaintance to find a house.
Ying Qiao hung up the phone, took a few steps in the bedroom, felt uneasy after thinking about it, and went upstairs to pack a box of daily clothes, and still picked out the ones whose brands and prices could not be seen, for fear of missing something.
When Chen Hua called and said that the house was found, it was already 8:30 in the evening.
Ying Qiao took the packed clothes and drove there.
The house is in Hanyang District, which is a relatively new community. Ying Qiao went upstairs and was slightly satisfied with the small and well-furnished house, but there was no popularity in the house.
When Chen Hua came back from buying daily necessities, Ying Qiao hung the clothes he brought in the cabinet, trying to make it look like someone lived there.
After finishing the operation, it was already half past nine.
Ying Qiao pursed her lips and called Jiang Lu, saying that she was off work and was going to go from the company. After hanging up the phone, he hurried downstairs to pick up someone in his car.
Chen Hua saw that he was in a mess, hurried downstairs before he had time to tidy up, and sighed twice, thinking that this is really one thing for another.
This old dogecoin also has today.
He immediately raised his eyebrows and walked away feeling refreshed.
Ying Qiao arrived at the Jianglu community, subconsciously glanced at the car interior mirror to tidy up his appearance when he parked, and saw the messed-up person in the mirror, and realized that he just cleaned up the house just now, and he was so messed up that he hadn't had time to tidy up.
The clothes are all crumpled, the shiny leather shoes are covered with dust, the well-groomed hairstyle has long been messed up, and a few strands of hair hang down randomly, becoming more untidy. Ying Qiao smelled herself again, and immediately frowned in disgust, there was still a faint smell of sweat on her body.
With a froze face, he stood at the gate of the community for a long time without being able to move.
It wasn't until Jiang Li sent a message asking if he had arrived that he walked towards the community with difficulty.
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Ying Qiao's whole dragon was boiling hot, burning his heart and lungs. In all these years of living, he has never been so embarrassed in his memory. As an exquisite dragon, he would never allow himself to be in a mess, especially in front of little monsters.
As he walked, he thought anxiously, won't the little monster smell the sweat on his body later
The author has something to say:
Exquisite Longlong: I actually smell of sweat, I'm not clean anymore.
Rough guy greedy:? ?
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Chapter 50
Ying Qiao dawdled to the door of Jiang Li's house, and saw that the door was open, probably knowing that he was coming, so he opened it on purpose.
In the living room, Jiang Li was packing his suitcase. Suan Ni and Jiaotu's things were packed into a suitcase, and he even brought his tablet with him.
When he turned around, he happened to see Ying Qiao at the door, and greeted him, "You're here? Do you want to take a rest first?"
At this moment, Ying Qiao wished he could go back and tidy himself up, for fear that he would notice that he was scribbled all over, so he would not be able to sit still, so he said vaguely: "No, you have to get up early tomorrow, I'll take them over, you go to bed early .”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Greed handed the suitcase to Jiaotu, while Suan Ni squatted on the suitcase consciously.
"This week, I will be busy with work in the countryside, so I will trouble you to take care of them for the time being." Jiang Li explained the preferences of the two younger brothers, and specifically asked Ying Qiao: "Don't let them play games for too long, at most one day Four hours."
Then he said to Suannijiaotu: "I'll visit you when I'm resting, don't make trouble for Ying Qiao."
Both brothers agreed obediently.
Jiang Greed finished his instructions with worry, and then handed over his younger brother to Ying Qiao.
Ying Qiao kept a careful distance from him all the time, and when he saw that he didn't notice her scribbled description, she breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Jiang Li would notice after staying for a long time, so he said goodbye to Jiang Li after a few words of greeting at the door, picked up Suan Ni in one hand, and took the suitcase in the other and went downstairs.
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Jiang Greed originally wanted to send them down, but Ying Qiao stopped him a little bit forcefully.
After seeing off Ying Qiao and his younger brother, Jiang Li packed the things he was going to bring tomorrow into his bag, and then washed and rested early.
At 5:30 the next day, just after dawn, Jiang Li got into Xue Meng's car and set off for Sanshui Village.
With the route map that Xiao Xiaoyu sent yesterday, their journey went much smoother without detours, and they arrived at the entrance of the village about a quarter past eight.
Probably because of the cloudy weather, Sanshui Village looks a little gloomy today. There is a black and thin man with a hunchback standing at the entrance of the village. He waved when he saw their car. Judging by his figure and clothes, he should be the village secretary Huang Youtian. .
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Jiang Greed parked his car under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and Huang Zhishu came up to meet him. When he saw Jiang Greed and Xue Meng, he was stunned for a moment, rubbed his hands and asked, "Why didn't the lesbians come here yesterday?"
"We are her colleagues, and the leader arranged for us to come here in turn." Jiang Li always felt that it was a bit strange for him to ask Xiao Xiaoyu as soon as he came up, so he couldn't help but look at him more.
The man was dark and thin, a head shorter than him. I don't know the exact age, but just looking at the weather on his face, he is estimated to be in his fifties. The palm is wide and rough, and it looks like a farmer digging in the ground. Even the face has the simplicity and honesty unique to farmers.
"That's it, please come in quickly. The two comrades helped us a lot yesterday and even said they would solve our difficulties."
Huang Zhishu seemed to just mention it casually, and didn't ask any more questions after that. He only warmly invited them to sit at home first, asked them if they had breakfast, and asked his wife to cook some eggs for them.
Jiang Greed and Xue Meng ate bread on the road, so naturally they quickly refused, saying that they had eaten it.
Sanshui Village is really poor that can be seen with the naked eye. Even if they don't eat breakfast, they are embarrassed to ask the village party secretary to prepare breakfast for them.
Seeing that they were indeed not being polite, Zhishu Huang stopped persuading them and took them around the village to get a general idea of the situation.
There are not many households in Sanshui Village. Jiang Li counted and found that there were only about thirty households, which was somewhat different from the forty-five households shown in the information. Many houses were vacant and dusty, unoccupied.
Jiang Greed was puzzled, so he asked one more question: "Have the owners of these vacant houses left the village?"
"Yeah, let's go." Huang Zhishu looked at the vacant houses, and his face became more and more troubled.
"We are the only ones left half buried in the ground, waiting to die in the village."
Xue Meng was close to his grandfather, and he couldn't hear the old man's words the most, so he said quickly: "Don't say these depressing words, after the village has built roads and tap water, life will be easier."
Huang Zhishu chuckled, rubbed his rough palms, and said, "Yes."
"We are here to give a head start to the comrades of the Poverty Alleviation Office. First, we will understand everyone's difficulties and ideas. When the comrades from the Poverty Alleviation Office come later, we will try our best to solve your difficulties..."
Xue Meng gave full play to his true nature of chatterbox, obviously he had forgotten the fear before coming here, and chatted with Huang Zhishu very happily.
Jiang Greed followed them, his eyes swept over the old houses.
Probably due to the bad weather and the lights not turned on, these houses looked dark. Jiang Li looked away lightly, and then went to look at a family in front of him who was holding a funeral.
No one was seen in the village because the villagers gathered in front of the house where the funeral was held.
At a glance, there are many men and few women, and most of them are middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, and there are only a handful of young people and children.
They stood in two rows on both sides of the gate of the host's house, and there was a black coffin in the middle of the main room. In front of the coffin, a middle-aged couple was kneeling. Kowtowing to the coffin.
The atmosphere is very solemn.
After kowtowing, the middle-aged couple supported each other and said in a trembling voice, "Get up!"
Then there were four strong men waiting aside, each of them lifted the coffin to the woods in the north of the village for burial.
Jiang Li and Xue Meng were watching the ceremony. Xue Meng and Huang Zhishu had already chatted acquaintedly, and they called each other: "Is there still a burial in our village? Now the country advocates cremation, which is environmentally friendly."
Huang Zhishu turned to look at him when he heard the words, his cloudy eyes didn't move for a long time.
Xue Meng was taken aback by him and laughed dryly.
Branch Secretary Huang withdrew his gaze and smiled strangely: "This custom in the village has been around for many years, if it is changed randomly, I'm afraid it will anger the ancestors and kill them."
Xue Meng knew that cremation was taboo in some villages, so he stopped mentioning it and changed the topic to relieve the awkward and stiff atmosphere: "Yesterday Xiaoyu said that the fertilizer in Grandma Huang's field has not been finished yet, let's continue today. Wait for the afternoon After the funeral is over, I will trouble you to get the big guys together again, we will conduct a survey and mobilization of the intention to go out to work, and when the number of applicants is determined, we will contact the surrounding enterprises and factories to fight for jobs for everyone."
Huang Zhishu rubbed his hands and said, "OK."
He said again: "The fields of Mrs. Huang's family have been taken care of, so I don't need to bother you. It's hard for you to travel all the way, but you caught up with the village office.