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Next to each other, one is an old-fashioned building on stilts, and the other is a brick house with a renovated façade.

I only saw the dove tree roll up her cuffs, sit on a big stone with her buttocks, and point to the house in the distance:

"The god of the village is there, and the form of the village is also there."

"What we need to do now is to improve the quality of life within the villagers."

Next to him were Banxia, Chen Lin, Zuo Chao and Guangbai, several people were standing, either holding stacks of drawings in their hands or holding notebooks, recording the main points that Hengtong said.

"How to improve?"

Chen Lin asked.

"Some of the previous renovation of the brick house was Shu Ting's house, and the renovation of the stilted building was Uncle Li's house."

"But they all have particularities, and although they can be the most demonstrative, they have limitations."

"So I hope that in the remaining days, we can make a few templates for the renovation of the brick houses and stilted buildings..."

"After we leave, the folks can make changes according to the drawings..."

The villagers think about it thoroughly.

As he was talking, he suddenly ran over in the distance, his face was a little short, and he was panting:

"White. . . Brother Bai, a leader from the province has come to our village, and the village chief asked me to call you and let you go to the village to greet you, hoping to leave a good impression on the leader! ”

When Jue Tong heard this, his brows immediately wrinkled, but his ass still didn't mean to get up.

Meiyu relaxed: "Take a breath, what are you doing running so fast." ”

"Alright, alright, you get busy first."

"I'll go in a minute..."

Seeing the anxiety on He Biao's face, Jue Tong finally stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Okay, Brother Bai, you have to hurry up, I heard that the leaders will be there soon."

"I'll go back to the kiln first, there's still some preparation over there..."

When the words fell, He Biao hurried home.

Jue Tong looked at his back, and when he couldn't see it, under the gaze of Chen Lin and a few people, he actually sat down with another butt.

"Chief, you.."

Zuo Chao screamed in surprise.

"Let's go on, where did you just go..."

But he saw that Juetong waved his hand, took the book in Banxia's hand, and said nonchalantly.

At this time, the provincial leaders came over, it was too obvious, and it was clear that the person who came was not good, and it stands to reason that he should be worried about his face to please him.

But on the contrary, the stubbornness of the dove has come up.

I'm here to make the villagers have a more comfortable and brighter life, I am only responsible for the villagers, and I really don't like to tie up with you, the leader!

At the entrance of the village, the village chief, the village secretary and Lao Yang are all there.

In addition to these people, there are also Shu Ting and the rest of the villagers.

"They should be almost there, why hasn't Designer Bai come yet?"

The village chief looked at the entrance of the village, a little worried, and his hands were rubbing unconsciously.

"Jue Tong said that he wanted to make a few more indoor renovation templates for the houses in the village, hoping that everyone in the village could also improve the quality of life after we left."

Lao Yang was also a little uncertain in his heart, who knows what kind of character the leaders in this province will be, and whether they have the ability to distinguish between good and bad.

If it really comes with the crowd, then it will be a big trouble.

The village chief, the village secretary and the villagers were silent when they heard Lao Yang's words, and they became more and more determined in their hearts.

No matter what, you can't let the white designer suffer a little grievance!

"When will Designer Bai come?"

"Director Yang, why don't you give him a call and ask again!"

The village secretary asked.

"No, I know my brother..."

When Lao Yang heard this, he waved and said in a deep voice: "He is a typical person who eats soft and does not eat hard, and has his own pride." ”

"I see, he's not going to come this time."

At this moment, in the distance of the village, there was the sound of cars honking from far and near.

"If you don't come, you won't come!"

The village chief said in a low voice: "Designer Bai is the great benefactor of our village, and we will take care of these things for him!" ”

The two cars stopped before and after, and the county leader was the director and deputy director of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, followed by the members of the inspection team led by Mao Fangyi.

"Leaders have worked hard!"

"I'm the head of Banwan Village..."

The village chief and village secretary smiled and took the lead in greeting each other and shaking hands one by one.

"Leaders, I am the director of the dream transformation home in Banwan Village, your surname is Yang, you can call me Xiao Yang."

Lao Yang also followed, and his posture was lowered.

After a period of greetings, Mao Fangyi suddenly looked at Lao Yang, and his eyes showed some sternness:

"You're a director?"

"Yes, leading you..."

"I want to ask, tell me honestly, while Bai Jingtong is renovating Banwan Village, is he still taking care of the design work of your ten families?"

The tone was loud and full of questioning.

In front of the village, the atmosphere of everyone suddenly quieted, and the village chief and village secretary felt a sigh in their hearts.

I just got out of the car, and the first thing I did was to be held accountable, and it seemed that it was really menacing.

"Leader..."

Lao Yang wanted to explain, but as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted.

"You just have to answer, yes or no!"

"Yes, but..."

"Okay, how dare you make fun of these thousands of ordinary people?"

When Mao Fangyi heard the affirmative answer, his eyes widened, his tone was full of anger, and he shouted loudly.

Suddenly, at the entrance of this village, the atmosphere became extremely tense.

Lao Yang, the village head, the village secretary, and the leaders of the township were all suppressed by Mao Fangyi.

Shu Ting, who was hiding behind her grandmother, looked around, her round eyes were bent in her sockets, she was a little afraid of that uncle...

But then, he shook his teeth, held his little hands, and ran towards Mao Fangyi.

"Uncle."

"Don't be angry."

"Brother Hengtong is a good person, I don't allow you to bully him!"

In the blink of an eye, I saw Shu Ting grabbing Mao Fangyi's gown and shouting crisply.

The immature child's voice sounded, and the tense and serious atmosphere was diluted at once.

Everyone looked at the little girl with surprise in their eyes.

Over there, Mao Fangyi lowered his head and saw the girl's big watery eyes, and pleading on her little face.

Seeing such a little girl, who can be hard-hearted?

"Doll, who taught you this?"

Mao Fangyi's heart softened, leaned over and patted the girl's head, and asked softly.

"Uncle, no one taught me."

"Then you say, where is Bai Jingtong? He didn't wholeheartedly renovate your village! ”

"Uncle! I don't allow you to speak ill of Brother Jingtong, my grandmother said that Brother Jingtong is the benefactor of our family! ”

Shu Ting's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and when she heard Mao Fangyi still talking about Juetong, she immediately said angrily.

People often say that children's words are unscrupulous, but children's words often come from the heart.

Seeing this, Mao Fangyi, Zhang Xiuli and the inspection team couldn't help but be suspicious.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this?

A child can fulfill her promise to protect Bai Jingtong.

How can they, the adults, retreat?

The village chief, the village secretary and the remaining villagers took a few steps forward, looked at Mao Fangyi and the others, and said with serious and sincere faces.

"Leader, Designer Bai is really the benefactor of our village!"

"Yes, he's not like those city people who only care about themselves, Designer Bai is completely thinking about us."

"Leader, you must not wronged the white designer."

"The white designer is the Buddha of our village, and we will never let the white designer suffer a little grievance!"

"White designers are good people..."

......

At the entrance of the village, the village chiefs are saying good things for the dove tree.

In the village, the villagers are also busy for the dove tree.

Wan Nian Tai, fat man, thin man, several old men have serious faces.

"Lao He, we will have to use the strength to eat milk in a while, and we must give a good performance!"

"Yes, you have to perform well."

"Let's sing well, maybe the leader will be happy, and he won't wronged the white designer."

"This time we are not singing this play for ourselves, nor are we singing for the leader, we are singing for the white designer!"

......

Splendid Fang, the women of the village get together.

"The village chief said that he will bring the leaders here to inspect later, and we have to show the best craftsmanship!"

"Let the leader see, this is all the favor of the white designer!"

"The leader dares to let Designer Bai be wronged, I don't want him to care..."

......

Old restaurant, Ma Ye and apprentice.

"Master, didn't you never like those leaders?"

"There used to be provincial leaders who wanted you to cook, but you kicked them out, how did you do this time..."

"What's the matter, do your job."

"If something goes wrong this time, your leg will be broken..."

......

The brewer's family, He Biao's family...

Bai Hengtong was for the villagers, but he didn't know that the villagers also spontaneously united, in order to protect him, in order not to let him be wronged! (To be continued.) )