As soon as she returned to Xikeng Village, Yao Yao received a call from Xu Shan, and listened to a few words: "Mr. Long, the county magistrate Xu said that he had found a suitable place, in the development zone, two kilometers away from the county seat, it turned out to be a textile factory, with workshops, warehouses and office buildings, and the place is quite large. Ask if you want to check it out now. ”

Long Peng looked at the time, it was almost three o'clock, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

This county magistrate Xu really knows how to pick time.

Seeing a lot, he can already imagine the process behind: go up to the county seat at half past three, meet Xu Shan, go to see the factory and come down at five o'clock, and then warmly invite him to have a meal, meet Lu Changxiong and some other county leaders, and politely exchange each other for a round down, someone hates to see Long Peng late, and proposes to share the table......

"Tomorrow. Long Peng said indifferently.

He has never been in the habit of following other people's arrangements.

Yao Yao didn't think about it that much, it was a little strange that he didn't seem to care much about it.

According to the growth cycle of the seven-day flower, isn't the time to build a factory and a laboratory quite tight?

But Long Peng didn't say it, and she didn't want to ask, so she told Xu Shan that she would be notified when the time was set, and hung up the call and took him on.

The environment of the planned trestle bridge from Banshan Village to Fengmentang has been cleaned up, and the side of the mountain has hoeed off weeds and trees several meters high, so that it is convenient to plant various flower walls behind.

On the field-side side, especially in a large paddy field under the Fengmen Pond Dam, hundreds of villagers are digging mud to dig up a huge lotus field. The excavated mud is piled up at the bottom of the hill or on the slope of the dam to be used as base fertilizer for wisteria flowers and other plants.

The sheltering stone wall of Xiangyanggang is also being built, and the campsite at the end of the Fengmentang reservoir does not need to be tossed too much, so as not to disturb the flock of birds resting there.

Everywhere they went, Long Peng and Yao Yao would ask the village cadres and villagers who took the lead in detail about the progress of the project, what problems they encountered, whether they needed help, and so on.

Seeing him and Yao Yao, the villagers were enthusiastic. The village women joked about Yao Yao if she was in a relationship with Long Peng, and when she would invite him to drink, while the male villagers were Jing Long Peng who smoked cigarette after cigarette, so that he not only couldn't smoke, but also couldn't take it, and finally could only refuse on the grounds that he smoked less.

Both of them were a little overwhelmed, and in a hurry to deal with it, they ran to the dam.

The water is still the same, and it's not as quiet as it used to be.

Looking at the drain not far away, Yao Yao remembered the scene of the dragon surging to save Xiaoli that day, and a touch of tenderness appeared on her face.

Under the dam, the villagers are busy, the verdant rice rises with the wind, the water flowing out of the water outlet next to it bends in the field, the mountains on both sides are like flag waves rushing to the village entrance, Long Bang reminds of a poem: a water to protect the field will be green, and the two mountains will send the green.

Yao Yao was originally fanning her palms to fan her hot face that was provoked by the village women, and when she heard this, her beautiful eyes lit up and said: "The thatched eaves are long and clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand." This is exactly what you did in the Long Family Mansion, is this what your ideal life is?"

"Ideal life?"

Long Peng sneered: "My ideal life is to make salted fish." What is the ideal life?"

Yao Yao's expression froze, her lips moved, and finally she sighed silently.

Is Long Peng blaming her for changing his life and plans?

Or is it a hint that she keeps her distance?

Isn't he a businessman?

He asked him to design Yang Tiancun, although he was suspected of catching ducks on the shelves, but didn't he already get the price of 49% of the shares?

Or is it not enough for him to give up a leisurely life?

In Yao Yao's imagination, once the wisteria blossom company is on the right track, this half of the shares means hundreds of millions or even more wealth, if this can't be seen by Long Peng, then ......

What kind of person is he?

The rest of the road gets a bit tedious.

Yao Yao was still smiling on her face, but she didn't have the affinity and ease she had before, but ordinary villagers couldn't tell it.

After looking at the construction team that was building the foundation of the homestay on the hillside, Yao Yao received a call from Zhang Huanmei, asking her to return to the village committee when she was empty, and there were documents for her to sign.

Yao Yao's heart was in a mess, and when she heard the words, she beckoned Long Peng to go back, put him down at the intersection of Shangcun Road, and left after greeting him.

Looking at her distant figure, Long Peng frowned, turned around and went home.

In the courtyard, the construction team brought by Guo Xiaoqing is working together to build up pieces of Taihu Lake stones, and it seems that this rockery can be completed today.

On the side of the courtyard wall opposite the wisteria scaffolding, three workers are building a frame in a gazebo like building blocks on the shelf.

In addition to the glazed tiles on it, the entire pavilion is an all-wood mortise and tenon structure, without a single nail.

This was done after the workshop design was completed.

After greeting the workers, Long Pengbao had just sat down on the folding chair when his mobile phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, the corners of Long Peng's mouth flashed with a smile, and he pressed the answer button: "Uncle Qi, are you okay?"

"What a fart. ”

The refreshing laughter and scolding coming from the speaker made Long Peng Peng can't help but pull his phone away: "You kid doesn't do all day, you know to find me something." ”

Long Peng snorted and said, "Uncle Qi, did you go out to do something and were caught by Uncle Qi?"

The other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment: "Why do you kid have so many ghost thoughts?" Okay, don't talk about this, I asked Sister Hua to ask her master if he would like to run, and the old guy agreed. ”

This time it was Long Peng's turn to be stunned: "Old imperial doctor?"

"Well, that's him. ”

Long Peng's whole face was wrinkled: "Uncle Qi, you can't harm me like this." He's eighty years old, and if he comes here and feels like something, then I'm not going to die......"

"Are you afraid that he will let you marry his granddaughter again?" the other end of the phone smiled very happily: "It's decided." You've been giving me all day, and this time it's up to you how you end. Hahaha......"

Doodoo ......

Looking at the screen where the talk time stopped, Long Peng muttered: Isn't it just for you to ask those half-natives and natives to fight and rescue my two employees, and just pit my nephew......

Sighing, Long Peng threw his phone aside and began to ponder.

Although it was my cousin Long Fenghua who invited the "old imperial doctor" to come here, she definitely didn't have time to accompany her, if the old imperial doctor brought his great-granddaughter here, what should she do?

Thinking of Xiao Yue, who was as close as glue to Xiao You, the witch Shuangshu that no one dared to mess with in the capital, Long Peng had a headache.

Aunt Lan has been here, Xiao You must know that she is here, if she also comes......

Long Peng's head hurt even more.

However, there is nothing to do here, and those two lively girls who like to be lively will not come......

Right?

Long Peng looked up at the sky, and there was an urge to pray to God and worship Buddha in his heart.