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He covered his beating heart, and the ruddy color spread from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, why did he blush and heartbeat when he thought of that girl.

Why is he only bored with Wen Yingying's approach?

Although Mrs. Wen's eyes were dizzy, she could see the expression on the face of her grandson, who was very close, and her heart was sweeter than eating honey.

The old lady doesn't want to pay attention to this snobbish daughter-in-law, don't think that she doesn't understand when she's old, she has lived for such an age, isn't this daughter-in-law still watching her daughter's grandson get better, and she wants to get on it?

"Chen'er, don't pay attention to your aunt, tell grandma, do you have someone you like? Don't say no, your face is red!" The old lady's eyes turned into a slit with a smile, and the wrinkles on her forehead and loose eyelids became more and more cute.

Like?

Yang Yichen heard this statement for the first time, and asked his heart, when he was far away, he couldn't help but want to get closer, and when he was close, he was inexplicably relaxed.

Wen Yingying said that she was really beautiful, but in his eyes, she was no different from other girls, and she was completely unrecognizable.

The round little face, the big black and watery eyes, and the two small dimples, the sound and smile of the past are vivid, and they have never been forgotten, and they are becoming clearer and clearer at this moment.

Is this the urge to like it? The urge to be together all the time?

The young man who was teased became more and more embarrassed, completely different from the cold Shura in the dark night, it turned out that people like him would also like it? This feeling is so wonderful, and his heart trembled slightly.

"Ahem, grandma, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you after the exam!"

For the first time, Yang Yichen had the urge to run away, for fear that after a while, Old Madam Wen would say something even more terrifying.

On the way back, he put away his disguised smile, and used his IQ of 200 to think seriously......

That's right, the old lady reminded him with a joking remark, this is liking! Could it be that the familiarity of the past also stems from this?

Yang Yichen, who recognized his heart, became brighter and brighter, and the corners of his lips slightly raised the arc of his ambition.

What is the girl he is thinking about?

Sanhe Village is a busy and thriving scene everywhere.

The man who shook his arms and sweated, the woman who did the laundry and cooked on the fire, the children who ran around to help carry small items, and the old man with white hair and pale eyes squinting and smoking a dry cigarette......

The gray cloth coarse clothes could not hide the girl's slender figure and the brilliance of the whole body, her sweat slowly flowed down the hairline under the sun, her fair face showed a transparent color, and the two twisted braids were coiled together for a sharp rope, like a flower.

In a group of people full of local flavor, she still can't hide her elegance.

"Qingxi, you go to my house to see if we are doing the right thing!"

"Okay, let's go. Liu Qingxi patted the soil on his hands, and he didn't even have the time to wash it.

This side has just finished busy, and that side has started again, the weight of the grass is the most difficult to control, and everyone has no experience, so Liu Qingxi specially trained Zhang Sanyou and others.

In order to reasonably arrange the construction time, Liuqingxi's manpower is far from enough, and the scale needs to be expanded.

Therefore, the luckiest are the villagers of Shilipu.

In order to save money, the farmers generally did their own adobe production in the early stage, which was not very technical, and Liu Qingxi was responsible for guiding it.

As for the other workers, she handed them over to the village head, Zhang Wuliang.

No, the liveliness of Shilipu is not inferior to Sanhe Village.

Zhang Wuliang's house was surrounded by villagers who came to apply.

In front of the door of the hall, Zhang Wuliang's back was straight, and his hands were behind his back: "Don't talk yet, let's say a few words." ”

Suddenly, the noisy courtyard was quiet, and everyone listened in silence.

"Speaking of which, the big guy has to thank Qingxi for this girl, isn't this taking over such a big project in Sanhe Village, there are not enough people, so I want to recruit more people, so naturally we will consider our own people first!"

"That's not it, who let the Qingxi girl be ten miles away?" an old man with a black cloth smoking a dry cigarette opened his mouth in the mist.

aroused everyone's fame: "Yes, yes, at least we don't have to go to the town every day to find a job, not to mention the exhausting work, and often don't pay wages." ”

"I've heard that there are several of them in three, and this number is counted in a day!" Ten swarthy fingers almost blinded everyone's eyes.

The sound of sucking in cold air is constant, oh my God, so much money, it's three percent higher than the town.

"And I also know that they work for four hours a day, not more than five hours at most, which is no different from picking up money for nothing. ”

"No, no, I have to behave. ”

Everyone hurriedly sorted out their clothes, to see if the buttons were not fastened, whether their hair was combed today, and whether their faces were cleaned, for fear that a little bad impression would remain in Zhang Wuliang's heart.

"Village chief, we are all our own people, you can help more!"

"What did you say? Can I show favoritism for the good things of our village? As long as you are willing to take a good look, there will be more work in the future, and there will be a next time if it doesn't work this time. ”

Zhang Wuliang was afraid that the villagers would be resentful because they didn't get a chance this time, after all, he was tempted in the face of such a big benefit, not to mention the villagers who had never seen the world.

The work in the town is tiring and tiring, and I can't wait for people to work day and night, so that I can only have those few pennies a day.

Compared to following Liu Qingxi, it is really a hell and a paradise.

But here comes the problem again, after all, this is a skilled job, and many people have never worked as bricklayers.

"Don't worry about this, Tiegen is from our village, and I and Qingxi girls have talked to him, as long as the people in our village are willing to learn, he is willing to teach." ”

The change in this concept is inseparable from Liu Qingxi's long-term touting.

After all, the craft work is generally a skill passed down from generation to generation, and it is easy not to pass it on, or it is not uncommon for the apprentice to starve to death of the master.

Liu Qingxi knew that he was moved by reason: "Uncle Tiegen, we can't just look at the interests in front of us, do you think, we will have more than this little business in the future, and we will have a lot of work, if one day, we will take over dozens of houses at once, or even hundreds of houses, just rely on these few people? ”

Zhang Tiegen was smoking a mouthful of dry tobacco at that time: "Can we still take on so many jobs?"

Forgive him for living for more than thirty years, and at most he lived two or three houses at about the same time.

As for too many, he hadn't encountered it, and Liu Qingxi said that he thought it was a big talk and a braggart.

The deep-rooted idea could not be easily changed for a while, and Liu Qingxi was just trying to plant a seed in Zhang Tiegen's heart, a seed to carry forward his construction team and make it famous in Xiyue Kingdom.

Until one day, when a ray of sunlight shines in, it will try its best to absorb the sunlight, take root and sprout, and finally grow into a towering tree.