Chapter Ninety-One: Fertilizer and Water Do Not Flow into Outsiders' Fields

When she got home, Wang Bingqian felt uncomfortable.

"Husband, blame me, I'm careless, Longteng Company is late, not early, but at this time, it is still our class-struggle that the strings are not tight."

"Qianqian, nothing, you don't need to go online, hum, who killed the deer, it is not yet known, besides, don't we still pick up three cheap ones?" Zhang Mingyu comforted her.

These plots will soar with the planning and construction of the subway, and the degree of tightness is difficult to match other plots in Jiangcheng.

This is the current situation of urban development, and when the transportation is convenient, the housing prices are high.

Zhang Mingyu thought to himself that today, most urban planners in China blindly pursue large-scale demolition and construction, resulting in the original atmosphere of the city's streets and alleys disappearing.

Instead, towering high-rises, reinforced concrete buildings, people come and go in this society, busy shuttling between cities.

In the jungle of reinforced concrete, rushing for a living, it is too late to enjoy the scenery on the side of the road.

In the midst of the high-rise buildings, all kinds of people make up for the lack of dissatisfaction in material wealth.

The cycle repeats, spring goes to autumn, there is no color, and the city gradually loses its former heritage.

Zhang Mingyu thought of the lyrics of "Urban Forest":

Crowded crowds of people on the bustling streets

Not a single familiar face in sight

Hurried footsteps of the vast figure

I don't see a sincere smile

The lonely south comes to the lonely north

Apathy is the passport to this forest

Boring left to empty right

Depression is an epidemic in the city......

Zhang Mingyu hopes that the urban planning of Jiangcheng City, in the hands of Mayor Jiang Guoqing, can see the cultural atmosphere and urban heritage of the city.

Fortunately, Mayor Jiang Guoqing still misses the taste of the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng in the past, and still remembers the humanistic atmosphere of Jiangcheng City.

Moreover, when the brothers gathered, Zhang Mingyu would make a noise about the atmosphere of the city, and often scolded those planners who were eager for quick success.

Jiang Guoqing also thought that what Zhang Mingyu said was reasonable.

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September 28 is the 22nd day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and this day is the birthday of Zhang Mingyu's mother and little sister Mingcan.

Chen Xiulian is 65 years old this year, and the old lady is illiterate, but only knows how to live happily all day long.

As for the so-called ear obedience, it doesn't matter if you can listen to the words of the ear, and it doesn't matter if you can listen to anything, and nothing violates the heart, and so on, the words of Mr. Confucius, she doesn't care about it.

Mingcan is Chinese New Year's Eve today, and the year of the establishment is over, and he rushed back to Sichuan from Xiangjiu two days ago to celebrate his birthday with his mother.

The year of establishment refers to the age when a person reaches the age of 30, which should be the age of self-reliance in personality, knowledge, and career.

This battle will definitely not be like Zhang Jianghai last time.

As soon as several sisters are combined, it is indispensable for their relatives to come to celebrate, and among friends, those who have played well can pick up one after another, and the gifts are exchanged.

The banquet is still invited to the family banquet master, full of calculations, ten tables are enough, and make more Sichuan water and three fresh, Zhang Mingyu wants to give it away.

Zhang Mingyu and his family of four arrived in Chuanshui last night.

Several sisters, together with several brothers and sisters of the second uncle's family, discussed the banquet together, and stayed up late.

To be honest, a group of sisters, relatively speaking, are closer to Chen Xiulian.

Back then, Zhang Jianghai was a cadre in the commune, stationed everywhere, and only went home once a week, or even two weeks, while the children of the whole family grew up thriving under the care of Chen Xiulian.

It can be said that without Chen Xiulian, there would be no children today.

Therefore, what the sisters discussed was to celebrate the birthday of the old man in a lively manner, and by the way, let the little sister shine.

Early in the morning, when everyone was not coming, when the master was desperately making three fresh water in Sichuan, Zhang Mingyu and Wang Bingqian went to the construction site to have a look.

But it can be seen that six houses have risen from the ground, and Tingtingyu stands in the "Yu Red Magnolia World".

Directly in front of the community, an expressway leading to the Jiangchuan Expressway has been renovated, and some of the facades facing the street at the main entrance of the community are being renovated.

The houses that were launched in August are basically sold out today.

Comrade Zhang Mingyu resolutely selected six houses from the tight housing supply and left them to his family.

The building near the water is the first to get the month.

Back at his parents' house, most of the master's Sichuan water three fresh dishes were completed, and he just waited for the meat cake to be steamed, and it was done.

Crowds came one after another, not far away, not close, relatives from far and near.

It was almost eleven o'clock, Zhang Mingyu saw that his company's vehicle drove over, and he was startled when he saw it.

Mr. Fang and Mr. Tao took a group of department managers, as well as some minions, Shi Shiran got out of the car, and complained about Zhang Mingyu,

"Mr. Zhang, you are too disagreeable, and you won't let us know about such a big event."

Seeing everyone, Zhang Mingyu was embarrassed to explain again, smiled innocently, and hurriedly brought everyone into the door.

Even the driver and people, more than two dozen people, all sent blessings to the old lady.

This is the current situation in China around 2002, Zhang Mingyu is not the person who does not eat fireworks in the world, and has no intention of changing this atmosphere of hospitality and gift-giving.

Besides, even if you want to change, at most it is a don Quixote with a mantis arm blocking the car, waving a windmill and no one responds.

The birthday banquet is very grand.

After the guests from all parties toasted to congratulate Chen Xiulian and Mingcan on their birthdays, according to the local rules of Chuanshui, when steaming the buckle meat, firecrackers rang out outside the house.

The atmosphere at the wine table was also lively.

Needless to say, the relatives at home drank the toasts of Zhang Mingyu and their sisters, and some relatives drank almost enough.

The hardest thing is Zhang Mingyu's colleagues, who rushed from Jiangcheng early in the morning, and before they could breathe, they were choked by Zhang Mingyu's sisters.

There are a lot of people in the Nanjiang Provincial Material Corporation.

Zhang Mingyu's sisters, brother and sister-in-law, sister and brother-in-law, cousin and sister-in-law, ...... fully demonstrated the excellent quality of hospitality of the people of Chuanshui, and used guerrilla warfare, wheel warfare and stalking to break through each of them, and made the comrades of the Nanjiang Provincial Material Corporation dizzy.

Especially on weekdays, Li Guang, Wang Hai and others, who are known as "not drunk at eight taels", were even more begged for mercy by the sisters in the spirit of "beating the water dogs".

Zhang Mingyu secretly rejoiced, thanks to Comrade Dacheng's not coming, the world is our Sichuan people today.

Mr. Fang and the others took a look, we didn't drink much at Zhang Mingyu's father's birthday banquet last time, but this time, Zhang Mingyu's mother's birthday, we almost drank it.

They protested loudly at Zhang Mingyu, "Mr. Zhang, you can't do it like this." ”

Zhang Mingyu replied, "Ladies and gentlemen, colleagues, aren't we a family?" Let's call it the fertilizer water does not flow into the fields of outsiders! ”