"Miss Liu has a letter, Miss Liu has a letter!" the person trotted to Shilipu, holding a letter in his hand, and shouted excitedly.

Huhula, sitting at the door of the house, the people standing next to the old locust tree rushed to the people one by one, and the excitement was like a hungry wolf.

Fortunately, the scene was controlled in time, and they looked expectantly at the person holding the letter in their hands.

Zhang Wuliang, the default boss of the villagers, came late, and people spontaneously and consciously gave way to a road.

The envelope was well sealed, after all the twists and turns, slightly wrinkled, Zhang Wuliang carefully opened the envelope in front of everyone, only to see a few yellowed pieces of paper exposed.

Zhang Wuliang has not stopped studying over the years, as long as the words are not particularly obscure, he can recognize them, he slowly spoke, and read out the contents of the letter in everyone's expectant eyes.

First of all, Liu Qingxi reassured the villagers that she had settled in the capital, and with Yang Yichen to take care of her, her home had been cleaned up. The second is that Liu Qingyan has already found a school and officially started studying.

Finally, I asked the villagers about the recent situation, thank you for your hard work, and Zhang Wuliang re-arranged the salary this season, she was relieved, I hope everyone is safe and sound, and I look forward to replying to the letter.

The content of the letter is not short, including the details and bits and pieces of Liu Qingxi's life in the capital, and indicates the direction of future development, and she will promote her own architecture in the capital as much as possible.

"Oh, Miss Qingxi is so relieved that I'm over there. ”

"No, although it's not my own child, but I also watched her grow up, and suddenly left, and I didn't feel sure about it. Song rubbed his sour eyes.

She was the first person in the village to be close to Liu Qingxi, and she did regard her as her own child, following in Liu Qingxi's footsteps, their family lived in a solid blue brick house, and ate white noodles, polished rice, and meat that they never dared to think of before.

She also felt that there were not a few people, and at the entrance of Shilipu Village, Liu Qingxi's letter, which had traveled thousands of miles, caused an uproar in the village, and its popularity was no less than the news that happened in the village.

"Okay, that's what Qingxi wrote, I'll write a letter to her when I go back, and let her rest assured. Zhang Wuliang stood in the middle of the crowd, calming people's agitated emotions.

Suddenly, Song patted his head, pulled Zhang Wuliang's arm and said, "Village chief, can I give a couple of words to Qingxi girl?"

As soon as she said this, the onlookers suddenly realized: "I also want to say a few words." ”

"And me, and me!" the man who was squeezed behind stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and raised his hands in an attempt to find a sense of presence.

Zhang Wuliang saw that the big guy was so anxious, and then agreed to everyone's request: "But let's send a letter, there must be too much content in it, let's try to make a long story short, so that everyone has a chance to say a few words to Qingxi." ”

"Good!" The applause was thunderous, and the applause was endless.

As night fell, the night gradually covered the earth, and Fuqi, who was lying in the quilt, whispered about Liu Qingxi's words: "Master, what do you say to Miss Liu?"

"I can still speak, care about my body, and Lord Yang and Mrs. Yang. ”

The woman cut and pinched the soft flesh on the man's waist: "Don't you say this is in vain? So many people have left messages for Miss Liu, how can she pay attention to us? Although she has gone to the capital, if you have Miss Liu's help, you may be able to be a steward in the future." ”

Yes, she is not the only one who wants to brush her face in front of Liu Qingxi like a woman, after all, they are not as close to Liu Qingxi as Zhang Sanyou, and the benefits that those close people get make them blush, but they dare not show it blatantly.

This time, who doesn't want to perform well?

The man who was tired for a day could no longer hear what the woman was saying: "Okay, okay, you can think for yourself, just watch and do it." ”

The woman was choked, her heart was aggrieved, and sad tears swirled in her eyes, men are so informal most of the time, there is no way, she is worried about her life.

The next day, thinking about what to say, she ran to Zhang Wuliang's house and cautiously added a few short sentences of herself to the letter.

At Liu Qingxi's house, the few little maids who stayed behind usually saw that the villagers were busy in addition to sprinkling and sweeping, so they would take the initiative to send some mung bean water, help cook some food, and get along with the villagers like a family.

This time, in Liu Qingxi's letter, he also mentioned a few of them, saying that they had worked hard, and thanked them for their dedicated protection.

"Let's write a letter when we go back, and we can take it with us while the people in the village are going to send it out. ”

"Okay, okay, let's write now!" The two little maids put their heads on their heads, discussing how to send the letter out and how to let Zhang Wuliang lead the way.

At this moment, looking at Shilipu, the community built next to it is completed little by little, the outline is gradually revealed, the color is slowly increasing, and with the progress of the progress, they see a complete appearance of the community.

If the previous half had already shocked them, now this place is like a fairyland on earth, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

It would be nice to be able to record its beauty with a camera at this moment.

It's a pity that Zhang Wuliang can only describe Liu Qingxi with a slightly dry description, but he can't express the shock that wells up in his chest.

There are several of them that have been completed and are in the most outermost position, as if they have become a living advertisement for ten-mile shops.

Think about Liu Qingxi's explanation in the letter, speed up the construction as much as possible, complete the construction of the house before the winter comes, and the first phase of the project can be moved in.

After all, the gimmick has been done for so long, so many houses have been sold in advance, and if the house is not delivered before winter, the snow will cover the mountain, the weather will be cold, and construction will not be possible, so you can only wait until next year.

At that time, people's expectations of the ten-mile shop house will slowly decline, and the early effect will not be achieved, so it is necessary to strike while the iron is hot, and the head of the first phase will become the best publicity for the second phase.

Zhang Wuliang roughly estimated the construction period, and now all the craftsmen are working on the construction of the house, even if they go all out, there may still be some manpower.

I had no choice but to expand my enrollment again. However, for the expansion of the team, he is already familiar with the road and can control it with ease.

At night, under the dim kerosene lamp, Zhang Wuliang sorted out the words of everyone today, and he was more concerned about Liu Qingxi.

Finally, he and Ji Zhong separately reported the construction progress and the next plan to see if Liu Qingxi had other instructions.

"Qingxi don't read, everything is fine in Shilipu, the house is going very smoothly, I will assign people according to your schedule, you can rest assured, when you go out, you must be cautious, not careless, pay attention to your body, protect yourself." ”