Chapter 82: The Unproductive College Student (Ask for Collection, Recommendation)
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Finally walked to a place where no one was, and Jue Tong secretly waved his hand and shouted quietly.
"Look, am I not washing my face, or am I wearing my clothes backwards?"
"Could it be that the hairstyle is messed up again?"
"Hey, how come along the way, I feel like we're all national treasures in the zoo!"
Banxia heard the shout, just turned his head to look, heard such a mutter, and immediately laughed.
"Look at you poor."
"I don't know how to steal the fun!"
Banxia's big eyes bent into crescent moons, looked at Jue Tong, and said with disgust.
No, her slightly doting reaction surprised Jutong and Zuo, and the two of them looked at the girl with wide eyes.
"You won't get sick, will you?"
As he spoke, Jue Tong reached out and touched the forehead of the Banxia girl, then put it on his head and tried it, muttering, "There shouldn't be." ā
Jue Tong's actions made Banxia Qiao's face flush and wipe her body away.
This cold-faced and hot-hearted girl will not hide her emotions more and more in front of Jue Tong.
At present, the engineering team of the entire Banwan Village is divided into three groups, two large groups are being renovated in Xinzhai and Laozhai respectively, and one group is a mobile unit led by Hengtong, which is responsible for the local transformation work in Laozhai.
They walked to the entrance of the village, and the teachers invited from nearby were already waiting.
"Master, I've kept you waiting for a long time."
"I don't know if this clay kiln can be repaired today, and I may have to trouble a few masters tomorrow."
Jue Tong stepped forward to shake hands one by one, followed by the cigarettes handed by Banxia, and dispersed for the masters.
To build this clay kiln, the ordinary construction team does not have that skill, and these old craftsmen are needed.
"And that's it, let's go?"
After a few more pleasantries, Jue Tong said.
In the surroundings, the kung fu of the few people who spoke was already seen by the villagers.
I thought in my heart, looking at the preparation of Bai Juetong's designer, someone else would be selected.
I don't know whose family is so lucky?
It's so enviable!
Can you find a way to invite Designer Bai to my house?
They're gone, keep up, keep up, and see whose house it is!
Hey, in this direction... It can't be Uncle Li's house, right?
It's a corner, it seems that Uncle Li's family doesn't have this blessing, could it be Aunt Wang...
The group was pushing a trolley, and there were village women behind them, and the idle men followed, constantly guessing in their hearts.
They have all been to He Shuting's house, and they are envious in their hearts.
It's not Aunt Wang's house, it's not Uncle Li's house, it's the only college student in the village, He Biao's house, where the destination of the people in Hengtong is.
Early in the morning, He Biao finished washing.
He also heard about the changes in He Shuting's house last night, and remembered Designer Bai's actions in front of his house, and he was a little anxious and expectant.
Restless in the house, suffering from gains and losses, as soon as breakfast was finished in the morning, He Biao didn't go anywhere, and began to wander and look at the door of the house.
Standing on the stone in front of the door, my heart was nervous, and I looked into the distance.
Designer Bai won't forget.
When will he come?
Will he come to my house?
"Cub, what are you doing standing there?"
He Biao's mother took a broom and swept away the garbage from the hall, and when she saw her son's distraction, she stopped shouting.
"I'll wait for the white designer."
"If he comes to our house, I'll catch him up in advance."
He Biao responded.
"What are you thinking?"
"Don't come down yet, go into the house quickly, and get a cold when you turn around."
He Biao's mother was an honest middle-aged woman, and when she heard this, her face was blank, so she hurriedly asked him to come down.
"You've heard about the changes in Shu Ting's family, right?"
"I said cub, you just let your mother worry less about snacks, what kind of person is Designer Bai? I've inquired, and this is the same in the world out there! ā
With a thumbs up, the mother said in a deep voice.
"Can such a person come to our house?"
"Hold your heart."
"You, you, people are smart, but their hearts are too high, they are not willing to do things in a down-to-earth manner, they think about everything all day long, and they have graduated from college for more than a year, and they haven't done anything."
"Our family is about to become the laughing stock of our neighbors!"
He Biao is the only college student in the village in recent years, at first, which family in the village and outside the village is not envious?
They are all praising college students and letting children learn, which is a role model.
But who would have thought that more than a year after graduation, the college students who were pinned on by the whole village would stay at home and have not done anything!
It's better to earn more money by not studying, but going out to work.
Unproductive son.
His mother's words poked He Biao's sore spot, and his heart sank to the bottom, and he lowered his head and silently prepared to step down from the stone.
I was depressed and felt that I was really whimsical.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, changes suddenly occurred.
Someone suddenly shouted his name in the distance.
"He Biao!"
"He Biao!"
My heart hung up and I looked at it quickly.
The voice is very familiar, it seems that it is Jue Tong calling him!
When he saw the figure clearly, sure enough, He Biao's eyes widened suddenly, his expression appeared, and his mouth opened open.
The heart was beating violently.
"Designer Bai, you're here!"
An arrow leaped down from the stone, and was about to run towards the comer, but he did not forget to turn back and shout to his mother, who was stunned at the door of the hall:
"Mother, you quickly clean up the house, the designer Bai Jingtong is coming to our house!"
The words fell, and the whole person had already run away.
"Designer Bai, I'll carry this, how can I let you carry it."
"Master, give me this one in your hand."
Jue Tong didn't refuse, and patted He Biao's shoulder with a smile: "How about it, the books you read, the craftsmanship you picked up are all right?" ā
"Designer Bai, don't worry!"
He Biao's entire mental outlook has completely changed, just like the moment when he was admitted to university, his face was radiant and radiant.
At the door of the house, He Biao's mother reacted after a while, snorted, folded her hands and prayed a few words, and hurriedly went to the house, hurriedly preparing something.
The villagers who followed the entourage finally knew who the second lucky family was.
It's something that no one has ever thought about.
He Biao, who of them doesn't know?
The only university student in the village in recent years!
A college student who was once envied and proud, but now looked down upon!
"How could it be their house?"
"What kind of luck did He Biao have to let Designer Bai come to their house to make trouble."
"Who knows, pie in the sky!"
"What's the use of that, even if the family is comfortable, this He Biao is still incapable, and it is not as good as my cub working in the field to earn more money."
"Also, what do you think he is doing with reading this book?"
"Blind money!"
The news was quickly spread, some were envious, some were surprised, and of course, some were even more jealous.
Chatting a few words in twos and threes, the tone was a little sour.
On the construction site, He Biao's father, who was waiting to work, looked like an ordinary farmer, and was originally snorting dry tobacco, and he was stunned when he heard the information.
At first, I didn't know what was going on, but then I realized that something good had happened to me.
Rubbing his hand on his clothes, he asked the foreman for a leave of absence, and hurried home.
Different from the situation when no one cared about Shu Ting's house when they renovated it, since Jue Tong came to He Biao's house, hundreds of families in the entire village have been paying attention intentionally or unintentionally.
They don't know, what kind of changes can the designers of Bai Jue Tong make in the Biao family?
Is it to improve the living environment and quality like Shu Ting's family, or is it something else?
However, no matter how you guessed, the result was far beyond everyone's expectations.
"Designer Bai Juetong has become the Buddha of He Biao's family!"
After knowing the result, there was an elderly man, knocking on his pipe and suppressing his throat.