The things on the mountain are taken care of by Sheena, and He Chang can rest assured, just go to make a rain at night once in a while.

Everything can be done without knowing God and ghosts.

He walked all the way to the old house, lay on a wicker chair, closed his eyes and rested.

Song Meijuan, who was sitting in the courtyard on the side, with a copy of Zhang Ailing's "Jasmine Tablets" in her hand, put the book on her lap and chatted with He Chang.

"I watched the news and said that a beautiful woman in a wingsuit lost contact in flight, and finally it was determined that she was dead!"

He Changzai yawned and asked casually, "What is wingsuit flying?"

Song Meijuan replied:

"How can I put it, jumping down a mountain in clothes like a bird's wings and experiencing the feeling of flying freely like a bird is an extreme sport to put it bluntly!"

He Changzai smiled and said: "The most important thing for a person to live is to save his little life, and it's not good to die by entertainment!"

Song Meijuan's eyes were deep, and she said with a serious face:

"Why do you talk so ugly, I think when you love something, you can give up anything for it!"

"I'm just a small people, and my thinking hasn't reached this level yet...... I don't know if you've heard the story of Wanhu flying into the sky, he sat on a chair tied to 47 rockets, held a kite in his hand, and flew into the sky, but the rocket exploded and the people were gone!"

He Chang lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said calmly.

Song Meijuan snorted coldly, "People always grow up in failure step by step, you didn't look at the Wright brothers, and they also invented the airplane, can you!"

"Isn't it just an airplane, what a big deal...... What if I could invent it!"

He Chang subconsciously remembered the method of making wooden kites in Luban's book, and spoke.

Song Meijuan said with a disdainful face: "Bragging, you who don't know a lot of words, and you also make airplanes, it's, I think it's difficult for you to stack airplanes!"

"If only I could make it!"

"How is that possible!"

"Anything is possible!"

"This ...... If you make a plane, I'll kiss you!"

At this time, Si Xia came out of the house and teased:

"You two, your style of life is too inappropriate, early in the morning, it's pro, it's this and that, and you're not too scared!"

Song Meijuan made a big red face and spat Si Xia, "Don't talk nonsense, why don't you say nonsense, why is he saying that he can do airplanes, isn't it a fantasy, I just think he can't do it, so I said this!"

"The explanation is to cover up, some things, be careful to draw more and more black!"

Si Xia said with a rather unreasonable meaning.

"Tell me again, I'm scratching your armpits!"

Song Meijuan ran to Si Xia's side, and the two of them laughed and fought like little girls.

He Changzai watched the scene of the two chasing in the yard, and subconsciously remembered the scene in the dream of Red Mansions, where Jia Baoyu was huddled in the pile of women.

That feeling, the warbler and the swallow, are simply beautiful!

After being stunned for a while, he returned to the old mansion, found a ruler, pencil, hacksaw, planer, nail and other tools, dragged down some houses from the upper floor of the old mansion, and left some poplar and cypress wood.

There was also a big flood in my hometown last time, and a diameter was washed down from the upstream to be surrounded by two people, and my father spent money to find someone to fish it up, and prepared to make a coffin of a gloomy wood.

With a focused expression, he measures the wood, writes and paints, and makes wooden kites.

Prepare to fly yourself and experience life.

Song Meijuan and Si Xia, seeing that He Changzai was really going to fly, came up to see it, with surprised expressions.

Si Xia stretched out his hand and touched He Changzai's forehead and said:

"I don't have a fever either, how can I do stupid things, I thought you were joking with Sister Meijuan, but I didn't expect to take it seriously!"

He Changzai glanced at Si Xia, didn't say anything, and continued to work on the matter at hand.

At this moment, his mobile phone rang, and the call was from his mother.

A voice came out, "Your aunt will go to the house in a while, please do something, you have to promise her, this is your grandmother in her forties, pregnant and born, my little sister, I kissed you when I was a child......"

"Okay...... I'll talk about it when she comes, I know about it!"

He Changzai heard what his mother said, and agreed to the matter.

"Then you're busy, I'm hanging!"

As soon as He Changzai put his mobile phone in his pocket, he saw his aunt Cao Lili tiptoeing into the courtyard, with an embarrassed expression, walked over, and said:

"The reason why my aunt by the river just said such ruthless words, I can't help myself, don't mind...... I'm here this time to ask you to intercede with Boss Fu and let me continue to broadcast live on the show!"

He Chang looked up and down at his delicate and feminine aunt, and said with a serious face:

"I'm a person, I rarely open my mouth to beg for someone in my life!"

When Cao Lili heard that He Chang was refusing, she looked anxious and said:

"Always, do you know that live broadcast is everything to me, I'm used to that feeling of being radiant and watchful!"

He Changzai took a puff of cigarette, threw the butt of the cigarette to the ground, stepped on it, and sneered:

"People are always under all kinds of halos, losing themselves, and after being poured a basin of cold water on their heads, they will wake up...... I think you've jumped into a strange circle and can't get out, and you're no longer the one you used to play with me when you were a child!"

"Society is changing, and so are people's hearts...... Whether it gets better or worse, in fact, we are all adapting to life and trying to live, I hope I can help my aunt with this, please!"

He Chang let out a long breath, his tone softened, and said:

"I just bought a restaurant, a product in the county, if you are interested, you can help me take care of it and change the way of living!"

Yipinju, one of the most famous restaurants in the county, costs at least five or six million.

Cao Lili knew this, and she didn't believe that He Changzai had the strength to buy the entire Yipinju.

But he didn't want to offend him, so he said, "I'd better go live broadcast!"

He Changzai took out his mobile phone and asked for Yuan Jinhua's phone number through WeChat, called him, handed it to Cao Lili, and said:

"Ask yourself!"

Cao Lili took the phone, her eyes were suspicious, and she tried to exchange a few words with Yuan Jinhua.

After hanging up the phone, looking at He Changzai's eyes full of horror, his lips trembled and asked:

"Chang Zai, did you really spend 10 million to buy Yipinju, do you know that I have been live broadcasting for more than five years, and I have left a car, some bags, clothes, and a six-figure deposit!"

He Changzai nodded slightly and asked, "Have you thought about it clearly, if it's okay, I'll give you the key to Yipinju!"

A smart woman often has a good grasp of gains and losses.

After hesitating for a while, Cao Lili agreed to the matter.

The reason why He Changzai asked Cao Liliru to take care of Yipinju was because he knew that his aunt was a very shrewd woman, and at least she would not lose money if she took care of the store.

Hand her the key and quipped, "Where's your cameraman?"

"It's time to find another job...... I'll go to Yipinju to have a look, I'm always there, and my aunt will take you to have a good time when I have time!"

Cao Lili smiled charmingly, took the key to Yipinju, and left with a swaying posture.

"It's a pity!"

He Chang was looking at his aunt's back, sighed inexplicably, and buried himself in work.