The tunnel is open, but it is not just a matter of convenience, but directly opens the way to the outside of Fengsheng Village, although the county road is still a little close, not fully opened to traffic, but from Fengsheng out, to the section of the county, has been completely repaired.

Now Song Shan is riding a motorcycle and walking in Yudu, which only takes dozens of minutes, and it is convenient not to want it.

Not like before.

Just in the hillside, it takes half an hour.

So recently Song Shan went to Yudu more often, he went to Yudu, not to Jiangshan Grain and Oil to live a good year, now the headquarters of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, has moved to Xijing, in Yudu is Fengnian Company.

Fengnian Company has been regularized, and now it has recruited a lot of people, and there is no need for Song Shan to squat.

Song Shan came to Yudu, basically walked around, at most to look at the development trend, whether it was a good year or a grain and oil, he did not completely lose his hand, and now it is considered convenient transportation, as a shareholder, it is also appropriate to help keep an eye on it.

However, he didn't meddle in too many things, the development of grain and oil in the country, that was Song Jiang's business, and Fengnian, now Geng Zhongming has not retreated, Geng Zhongming is staring, and he doesn't have to care too much about the development below.

Song Shan went back to Mingyue Town directly after taking a trip to the Jade Capital to accompany Grandma Lin.

It's been like this for a few days.

In his memory, it seems that Grandma Lin went in ninety-eight years, and it was a pity for Song Shan at that time, and now he doesn't want to leave a regret, even if it is not for Lin Xi, he doesn't want an old man to go alone.

"Grandma Lin, your bun, your craftsmanship has improved again!"

Under the banyan tree, the mobile steamed bun shop, Song Shan is eating and selling: "Sell steamed buns, fragrant steamed buns, old brands, pass by, don't miss it!"

His shout drew a lot of people.

"Nonsense, grandma has been doing it all her life, and that's it!" Although Grandma Lin's spirit didn't look very good, she was still smiling, and she greeted the guests who came and went warmly.

"Grandma Lin, hasn't Xiao Xi come back recently?" Song Shan suddenly asked.

"Xiao Xi also has a mobile phone, if you want to know about Xiao Xi, you won't call Xiao Xi yourself!" Grandma Lin said: "You young people love to hide and tuck, at that time, we liked it simply, how could there be so much care!"

"Where do I care about her, I care about grandma and no one is with her!" Song Shan said.

"I'm an old bone, do I still need someone to accompany me!"

Grandma Lin stopped her hand kneading the dough and said to Song Shan: "Shanzi, grandma doesn't know how long she can live, I don't want to deal with those disobedient sons, I don't want to deal with them, I'm worried about Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi's family was broken since she was a child, and she grew up with my wife, I'm afraid that after I go, she will be alone!"

"Not anymore!"

There was a hint of polish in Song Shan's eyes: "Grandma lives a long life!"

"How can anyone live a long life!" Grandma Lin looked at the fallen leaves of the banyan tree and said softly: "I just hope that when I am alive, I can wait for him, or just a news, I am blinded!"

"It will definitely be!" Song Shan was not in a good mood, and he didn't know why.

He likes Grandma Lin, not only because Grandma Lin is Lin Xi's grandmother, but more importantly, Grandma Lin has an attachment in him, something he thinks he has been lacking.

If I could learn this affection and perseverance in my previous life, would I have a different life?

After closing the stall, Song Shan packed up the rest of the buns and was ready to take them back to eat, he cleaned the house again before leaving, and when he left, he thought about it and went to his grandmother's next door again.

"Aunt Fang, grandma's age is getting older and older, and her children are not around, Xiao Xiyuan is studying in Yanjing, I am usually busy with work, and I can't come every day, so I can only trouble you to help take care of it, I will give you a salary of five hundred yuan every month, if there is anything, call me directly!"

Song Shan entrusted the aunt next door to help take care of it, leaving his phone number.

This Aunt Fang and grandma have been neighbors for decades, with good character, Song Shan has received a salary of five hundred yuan a month, which is definitely a high salary in the ninety-eight year Yudu, and she will also be concerned about this matter in public and private.

In this way, Song Shan can be regarded as reassured.

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Song Shan came back from Mingyue, it only took ten minutes, it was only five o'clock at this time, it was dark and not dark, if the tunnel was not open to traffic, he would come back at this time, at least it would be dark before returning home.

It cost nearly 10 million to build a tunnel.

But it's worth it.

With this tunnel, Fengsheng's relationship with the outside world has become much closer, and many relatives in the village have moved around a lot more frequently, and now Fengsheng Village is no longer the isolated village.

Even some people who come here will come to visit, the mountains and rivers here are very good, the Yanshui River flows endlessly, the mountains on both sides of the northwest are overlapping, and the environment is first-class.

At dinner in the evening, someone came to the door.

"Correction, eighth, why are you here!"

Seeing the two of them coming to the door, Song Jifang hurriedly greeted him personally.

Feng Xiu and Song Jin went out to break into the world together in their early years, and later did some small business outside, they couldn't get rich, they couldn't starve to death, and recently they heard that the village had opened a tunnel to traffic, and they came back upside down.

Again, if the inside of the family can live better than the outside, few people are willing to go out and run the rivers and lakes.

They saw a business opportunity in the village.

So after the flowing water seat in Fengsheng Village, it stayed.

"Brother Jifang, we have some questions to discuss with Shan Wazi!" Song Jin said.

"Old eight, sit down!"

The hall is not big, except for the kang bed, there is a TV in front of it, and there are many fewer empty seats, Chen Ruhui moved two chairs and let the two sit down.

"Eighth uncle, what are you looking for me?"

Song Shan is eating, eating noodles at night, northerners like pasta, Song Shan likes rice, but Chen Ruhui can't ignore him every day and ignore her husband, so now the Song family has a meal of noodles and a meal of rice.

"Mountain baby, I see that there are a lot of people who have come to the village to watch recently, I want to open a hotel or something in the village, what do you think?" Song Jin spoke first.

Although he and the Song family are already in a relationship outside the five suits, they are also clansmen, so they don't speak so many twists and turns, and they go straight to the point.

He had already asked Feng Jianjin about this.

Feng Jianjin said that he couldn't make up his mind, let him come to Song Shan, now the development of the village, the old Xiucai of the Feng family and the old patriarch of the Song family support Song Shan, Song Shan said the same, the key Song Shan brought about the changes are immediate, the people in the village all support Song Shan, even if it is the village party secretary, the village head, they are not as good as Song Shan.

"Hotels?"

Song Shan thought for a while, looked at Song Jin, and said, "Eighth uncle, the idea is not bad, what do you think!"

"I just saw that there have been a lot of new faces in the village recently, they all heard that the environment of Fengsheng Village is good, come to see our Fengsheng Village!" Song Jin said: "The cost of opening a restaurant outside is too much, I have been doing it for so many years, and I don't have much savings, I gritted my teeth, I feel that I do it at home, if there is a business, maybe it is better than outside, and now it is also open to traffic, it is easy to enter and exit, and it is easy to buy goods, so I ...... it."

"If you want me to say, you are not a very good thing to do!" Song Shan said: "The village is open to traffic, but Fengsheng has no reputation, although the environment is good, but there is no plan to develop tourism, there is no tourism to help, do catering, naturally it is almost almost, it is better to contract some land to plant!"

"Shanwazi, the environment in the village is so good, why not develop tourism, isn't it better?"

Feng asked.

"The environment of Fengsheng Village is the legacy left by our ancestors for generations, and the tourism industry is good, but it is easy to damage the environment!" Song Shan shook his head, but he pointed to the two of them: "If you really want to do catering, it's not that there is no way, do farmhouse, with the farmhouse environment as the main body, I still agree to let outsiders come to us to have fun!"

He doesn't want to do tourism, because once he wants to do tourism, he has to add equipment, artificially transform the environment, and change Fengsheng into the most suitable scenic spot for viewing, which can't avoid destroying the original atmosphere of Fengsheng.

But to do a farmhouse, it is much simpler, the farmhouse is originally a kind of tourism that is biased towards agriculture, and strawberry fields and vineyards have been developed one after another, so it is more suitable.

"Farm stay?"

The two were confused.

"Haven't heard of it?"

"No!" Don't look at the two of them who have been doing it for so many years, but they don't know much about tourism, the most important thing is that the rise of farmhouses is not long, and for the northwest, there is very little such a way of operation, not less, but basically nothing.

A poor horse in the northwest, more on the high slopes of the loess, windy and sandy, doing farmhouse, there is no future at all.

"Shanzi, you are a capable person, you can point out uncle!" Song Jin hurriedly pulled Song Shan and began to ask.

"In fact, the purpose of the farmhouse is to relieve the pressure of some people in the city, tourist attractions, all depend on whether the environment is good or not, and the farmhouse is more inclined to the theme of farmhouse pleasure and returning to nature!"

Song Shan said a lot of words, don't fool Feng Xiu and Song Jin, when the two of them walked out of the Song family, they were still a little dizzy.

"Shanzi, can this farmhouse make money?"

Song Jifang was a little worried: "Don't pit your eighth uncle when the time comes, your eighth uncle has not been easy these years, and several children in the family go to school!"

"Well done, of course!"

Song Shan said: "Dad, if you don't join a share, I'll give you an idea, and you will partner with the eighth uncle!"

"No way!"

Song Jifang said: "How can I do business!"

"You didn't know how to settle accounts before, don't you also look at the account books now!" Song Shan said: "Now that the ancestral hall is almost completed, you have nothing to do next, if you are allowed to go to Fengsheng Agriculture, then you will not work, but watch others work, it is better to do something with Uncle Eight to do something for our family, do you say yes!"

"That's right!"

Song Jifang was a little tempted.

He's the standard one who can't be idle.

Before the expansion and decoration of the ancestral hall, he, as the old patriarch's optimistic person, had to stare at it with all his might, so naturally he didn't have much time, but now that the ancestral hall is almost repaired, the house in the family is almost completed, and he has nothing to do.

If he is idle, he doesn't know what to do all day, just his identity, he goes to the vegetable shed, no one dares to let him work, he goes to the rich agriculture, everyone provides for it, the more this is the case, the more he has no energy.