A small van drove into Daping Township, with four or five people sitting in the car.

Huang Maoqiang looked at Zhong Yue with a look of disbelief, "Ah Yue, let me ask you again, do you really want to decorate your old mansion?"

"I've answered it a hundred times, yes, yes, it's to decorate my house. ”

"Where did you get the money, don't tell me, it's for my pleasure. ”

The contractor who was driving the car smoked a cigarette and let out a long exhale, "Qiangzi, don't ask." Your brother is so sure, naturally he is not fooling us, today I will take a look at the house, and I am not here to work today, I really can't talk about it, so I think I am here to play. ”

"What's so fun in the poor ravine? Brother Liu, you don't know, this kid's money to go to college was all collected by the villagers, and last year's funeral of Uncle Zhong was also ...... Don't talk about it, Ah Yue, if you lie to ......"

Huang Maoqiang's eyes were attracted by a stack of red hairy grandfathers.

"Brother, brother Yue, I believe it, I believe it!"

said it 10,000 times, it is not as real as Grandpa Mao's eyes. When several people from the construction team in the car saw the money, they were also determined, and this job was settled.

The car turned a corner of the road, and there was a loud click on the gravel road, "Xiaoyue, this peach forest belongs to your family?"

"Yes, it's late, and a month earlier, it's all peach blossoms. ”

"Cheng, when the peaches are fruitful, you have to pick a few to taste. Liu Qinghua, who was driving, also talked more.

As soon as the door opened, several people got out of the car. Zhong Yue saw a lively figure appear in front of him.

"How's it going, have you been taken aback?"

Seeing Gu Qin, who was wearing a hip-hop cap and looking cynical, was completely different from the young intern of the newspaper at the beginning, Zhong Yue's eyes also lit up, "Why are you here?

"Idiot, it's the weekend. ”

Zhong Yue was stunned, now in his concept, there is no weekend or weekend, every day is the same.

"Ah Yue, don't you introduce me, who is this girl?"

Seeing the ruffian Huang Maoqiang, Gu Qin's face suddenly became a little unhappy.

Liu Qinghua on the side patted Huang Maoqiang on the back of the head, "Boy, keep your mouth clean." This little girl is Ah Yue's classmate, hello, we are the construction team who came to decorate Ah Yue's house. ”

Gu Qin smiled slightly, "You want to decorate the house?"

"Otherwise, would you like the construction team to come and dance?"

“……”

Liu Qinghua saw that the two of them still had something to say, so he said, "You two talk slowly, let's take a look outside the house first." ”

Huang Mao scratched his head, "No, Ah Yue, is there such a person among our classmates?"

Before he could figure it out, he was dragged away by Liu Qinghua by the back collar, "Stupid, you kid is destined to be a single dog!"

“……”

Zhong Yue saw Liu Qinghua walking away, so he asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What, you're not welcome?"

"No, you little girl, what if something happens along the way from the city here?" Zhong Yue suddenly saw a windy motorcycle listening behind the tree, and his eyes were about to pop out, "You, riding this?"

"When I was a child, I will be twenty years old in one year, two months and twenty-seven days. How's that, it's amazing, it's flying all the way. ”

Zhong Yue's sweat, who is this person sacred, he is simply a witch of change, when he came to interview with Huang Lao, he still looked quiet, and suddenly turned into a crazy girl in drag racing. It seems that those who study art, in addition to having a sullen heart, may also have a wild body.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Picking the wind. Gu Qin carried the drawing board on the car on his shoulder, "Why, this little lotus mountain still doesn't let people pick up the wind?"

Zhong Yue smiled, "Then you are free." ”

"Hey, you haven't told me yet, why are you decorating the house? ”

"Pig farming. ”

Gu Qin looked at Zhong Yue's appearance and was a little speechless, this person, can you have a good chat?

Zhong Yue took Liu Qinghua around the house.

"It's all well to talk about the plumbing and water laying, but are you sure you want to put all three rooms on the floor?"

"Hmm. ”

The door leaf should also be replaced with antique, right?

"That's right. ”

"Floor lamps, chandeliers, and curtains, we can help contact, I made a preliminary estimate, the floor is calculated according to three hundred and one square meters, these three rooms are more than 100 square meters, plus the wall is wiped out, the tiles on it are sorted out, renovated, about 80,000 yuan, this is also the preliminary budget, but the entry and exit is 18,000, if this approximate price is acceptable, after signing the contract, will give a detailed budget. ”

"No problem. ”

Huang Maoqiang was stunned, "It's really no problem, it's no problem?"

"Do I need to pay any deposit?"

Liu Qinghua smiled: "No, wait for the budget and material list to come out, and then pay half of the money, and then settle the balance when the decoration is completed." In Z County, I, Liu Qinghua, am also the oldest batch of decoration contractors, although after so many years, the battle is still like this, but the reputation has always been leveraged. ”

"That's it for today. Zhong Yue sent Liu Qinghua and the others outside the door. Seeing that Gu Qin was still leaning on the side of the motorcycle, he walked over, "You still don't want to go to collect wind?"

"Okay, I haven't seen you for a few days, you've become a local tyrant? ”

"I haven't settled accounts with you yet. I read that report, and the writing is very good, and it's really humiliating not to write a novel. ”

An embarrassed smile flashed on Gu Qin's face, "Are you making fun of me?"

"How dare you, our Zhong calligrapher, but we rely on the pen of the heroine to reproduce the rivers and lakes. ”

"No matter how much you sarcastically mock me, believe it or not, I crashed into your door with a motorcycle?"

Zhong Yue frowned, "Heroines pay attention to demeanor." ”

"Give you ten minutes, take a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and follow this woman up the mountain to collect the wind. ”

“……”

The corners of Gu Qin's mouth raised, "Don't want to?" Then I'm going to bang on your door." ”

Zhong Yue turned around and went back to the house, put the pen he got from the system and the paper and pen he had contacted before into his schoolbag, and took a few bags of instant noodles with him, so as not to starve to death in the mountains when he got it.

The black Harley whizzed through the countryside, causing a flurry of chickens and dogs to jump.

"What's the matter, there's thunder in the sky?"

The middle-aged woman holding a bamboo sieve sifting soybeans glanced at the wild racing duo and said with a smile: "What a thunderstorm, a motorcycle." ”

", what kind of motorcycle is so loud. ”

"Damn! It's a motorcycle!"

Zhong Yue, who was sitting in the back seat, looked depressed, because he couldn't see anything, and his face was covered with Gu Qin's fragrant hair.

"Gu Qin!"

"What? inaudible!"

"Wear a helmet, wear a helmet!" Zhong Yue brushed her hair away from his face.

"It's safe, you don't have to wear it!"

Zhong Yue clinged to the charming denim and yelled, "I'm not safe!"