Chapter 290: There is the truth of brain supplementation

Although the White Horse River villa area is still under construction, the fence near the national highway has been completed.

With the whole cyan mushroom stone as the column, the black cast iron railing is erected between the columns, and the rosaceae plants at the foot of the wall are densely packed, which is a complete wall that seems to leak but not leak to cover and rest.

On the east side, the corner closest to the small shop in the mountains is the location of the first model house. The surrounding lawn has taken shape, and the transplanted flowers and trees are growing just right.

The basic requirement for planting grass and trees is that the planting soil should be thick, and there is no shortage in this countryside. Irrigation also has to keep up, and the water of the Hakuba River is sufficient. In order to grow the grass and trees quickly, Wong Tai Sin even ran to pull it in person.

The banks of the White Horse River are not suitable for farming, with ups and downs, ravines and rocks, and Xiao Xiao has maintained the original geomorphological characteristics to a large extent when he carried out the overall planning.

When everyone walked over, the security guards were already on duty, although there was only one family living in the villa area.

This gate will be the east gate of the community, lined up in turn, as well as the main gate and the west gate, which have not yet been built, and various construction vehicles enter and exit from the west gate.

The villas are quite far away, and they will not be lined up, it feels like a second-rate farmer, digging a pit wherever you want, and planting a villa. Looking back, I planted another one. More than 10 have been planted now.

If the two neighbors do not intend to interact, they will basically not affect each other, and the undulating terrain is matched with green plants, and it is well isolated.

"Welcome, welcome!" A middle-aged woman stood at the gate of the small courtyard to greet her, her smile was warm and loud, and she was holding a three- or four-year-old boy in her hand, "Qining, call someone!"

"Brother, sister!" the little boy's voice was very crisp and delicate, and his eyes were rolling around.

Wang Qi'an whispered to Yu Le, "My mother, my brother, just came over today, and my brother is in kindergarten. ”

"Ha, I didn't know you had a younger brother. Yu Le smiled, "It's hard work!"

"Brother Le, I always heard Qi'an talk about you at home, please come in!" Mrs. Wang still freshened up, and her clothes were noble, but she looked older than Mr. Wang. It should be the foundation of rural women, and they have worked hard, and they have only improved over the years, and they have become more skilled in dealing with people, and their nobility has not yet been cultivated.

The most superficial feature is that the glottis is relatively loud.

Jiang Wan squatted down and touched the little boy's head, and pointed to the small mountain shop next door, "Qining, okay, go over there to play another day, sister, please eat candy." ”

"It's not good to eat sugar, and it hurts to eat sugar. Wang Qining bit her red lip, "Sister, is the sugar delicious?"

"Sugar ......" Jiang Wan smiled and changed her words, "There are a lot of little brothers and sisters over there, you can play together." ”

"Mom, can I find my little brother and sister to play with?" Wang Qining turned around and pulled the corner of his mother's clothes, "They are not dirty over there!"

"Okay, okay, mom will accompany you another day!" Mrs. Wang agreed one after another, but she felt that she might not necessarily fulfill it.

Maybe it's because it's dirty next door?

In contrast, Wang Qi'an seems to be wild, Wang Qining is a flower in a greenhouse, and there are more rules.

Or is it that when you have money, you will practice a trumpet seriously?

Wantong Wang's family banquet, of course, will not only eat steamed buns.

Why don't you have some millet porridge and cold vegetables.

In the palatial restaurant, the large round table can seat ten people, all kinds of side dishes have been arranged, and the configuration of the cups should refer to the star-rated hotel. The two nannies, one old and one young, stood quietly in the corner with their hands folded on their abdomen.

After everyone entered the restaurant, a fat chef wearing a high hat brought over a pot of soup, and the seventeen or eighteen-year-old nanny went over to share the meal.

"Lele is here!" the old lady came out with a large dustpan, covered with a white bag, and the slightest steam of steam.

"Mother, I'm coming!" Mrs. Wang went over and grabbed the dustpan, and put her waist in the middle of the big round table.

The dustpan is a common food container in rural areas, and the raw material is a thin rod under the sorghum ear, which is strung together with twine and bent into various shapes. It is most suitable for steamed bread and steamed buns that are not soaked in sparkling water.

Of course, Yu Le's family also has it, and he is used to it, and it is very warm to look at.

But in the restaurant renovated by this star-rated hotel, it is still a little abrupt to be next to other shiny and golden tableware.

"Grandma has worked hard, it's all grandma's blessing!" Yu Le was no stranger to the old lady, and he stepped forward to touch it with a smile, "Hehe, I'm also a little blessed." Xiaowan, do you want to ********** it!" Jiang Wan also stepped forward to touch it with a smile, but was touched by the old lady, "I said it blindly! ”

The old lady was not tall, clear and thin, but the bones of her hands and feet were thick, and she was also an old woman who was accustomed to farm work.

The dress is also modest, and the top of the head is covered with a black mesh bag, so that the hair will not fall out. A coarse cloth apron is wrapped around the waist, or made of various fabrics.

"Mother, you sit here, your son and grandson are blessed!" Mr. Wang was indeed very blessed, and stepped forward with a smile to help the old lady into her seat.

"Then there's a pot of radish filling, and it'll be ready in no time. The old lady slapped Mr. Wang's hand away in disgust, turned around and went back to the kitchen, and Mrs. Wang also followed up to do it herself.

Wang Qining quietly climbed onto a chair, but sat there obediently in an inconspicuous position in the corner.

Everyone gave in, and finally took a seat nearby, and the main seat was reserved for the old lady.

Mr. Wang stared at the big dustpan with a deep voice, and even his breathing was a little heavy, "I didn't expect to be able to eat the big buns of the old lady's bun again, thank you so much Brother Le." ”

"Uncle, you're polite, look at grandma's spirit, you can still eat for decades. Yu Le laughed silly.

"Haha, that's a good dare!" Mr. Wang pointed to the wine cabinet, red, white, yellow, dazzling, looking at the packaging is not cheap, "What are you used to drinking?" Qi'an said you can drink some. ”

"I can drink it, but I don't like to drink it, so I'll eat steamed buns today. Mr. Niu, what are you used to drinking?" Yu Le let Niu Ben.

In front of outsiders, Niu Ben is an investor after all, and Yu Le is Mr. Niu's year-old friend and spokesperson. There are some things that are neither big nor small when they speak, which shows that the friendship is thick and there is no distinction between each other.

Of course, Mr. Wang is an outsider, in fact, Wang Qi'an is too.

Among the people who deal with Yu Le the most, Gao Xiaomi may be able to see some clues, although no one will say it.

But Gao Xiaomi's understanding should be that Jiang Wan is the real boss hiding at the back.

No matter who it is, there is a truth that is made up by the brain, not explained.

"Then it's up to Brother Niu to decide, haha, I have to drink with Brother Niu!" Mr. Wang enthusiastically agreed.

Two successful men of the same age certainly have more in common. Mr. Wang is also sympathetic to Mr. Niu, although everyone is not in the same field, and he can't write two money words in one stroke.

However, today's theme is to thank the divine doctor, and Yu Le is the protagonist, so Mr. Wang put his position very right.

Is money important, or is life important?

Since Yu Le wants to highlight Niu Ben, of course Mr. Wang will also fight snakes with sticks, maybe there can be further cooperation.

A few years ago at Lakeside University, Mr. Wang listened to Mr. Niu's lectures. It's not very understandable, but it's certainly excellent......

"I don't like to drink either, I'll eat steamed buns today!" Niu Ben, who is dressed in round-mouthed cloth shoes in the Tang Dynasty, is more majestic than Yu Le, and also brings the elegance and mellowness of a middle-aged man, as well as easy-going.

Compared with Mr. Wang's roughness and briskness, they can be regarded as having their own merits, and they can all be called successful people.

"Then another day, I'll please, just our old brothers, have a good drink!" Mr. Wang didn't insist, and everyone chatted giggled.

After a while, Mrs. Wang came out with another dustpan of steamed buns, and the old lady took off her apron and sat down, and the steamed bun feast officially began.

Yu Le ate violently, and when he saw the old lady looking at herself, she opened her mouth and smirked, "It's delicious!"

The noodles of this bun are well-made, soft, white and elastic, the diced meat is neatly cut, and the taste is also good.

The young nanny brought a meal of food, all of which were soup, and Yu Le also drank it in one go.

Mrs. Wang lowered her voice and explained that the chef was invited from a five-star hotel in Canghai at a high price, and the soup was especially well done, which made up for her mother-in-law's body, and her mother-in-law dragged so many children to suffer in her early years.

Although her voice was still not small, she worked hard.

Yu Le also praised the chef twice.

The old lady doesn't seem to like to talk much, or she thinks she can't speak well, but she has been kindly watching everyone eat steamed buns, and she also has a sense of accomplishment.

"Xiao Li, what's the matter, slow down!"

Just as he was about to eat, Wang Qi'an's mobile phone rang suddenly, and after answering, he frowned, "Quancheng Hong...... Hit the door?"

Wang Qi'an hung up the phone, and just wanted to say something, but Mr. Wang patted him on the shoulder, "I don't know who had a car accident, mother, at the door of our house, I'll go out and see if I can help." Qi'an, you accompany Brother Le and Mr. Niu. ”

"Oh!" Wang Qi'an swallowed all the words in his mouth, and when he looked up again, he was already full of smiles, "Brother Le, another bun? I had the best bite when I was a child, but my grandmother hasn't wrapped it for several years." ”

"I'm already full, but I still want to eat, hehe!" Yu Le really grabbed another bun, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and Niu Ben stood up, "Grandma, I'm done! Oh, my stomach is too swollen, I'll walk with Mr. Wang!"

The old lady smiled and said a good ......

Little finches skim over the White Horse River.

Two cars were parked at the gate, a black SUV and a red supercar.

The off-road vehicle crashed head-on into the cast-iron fence gate, and an iron gate crumbling and blocking the doorway.

The scissor-shaped doors of the supercar are cocked, and a young man reclines back in his seat, shaking his legs and smoking a cigarette.

There were four or five young people in different costumes standing in front of the car, smoking or not, all lighting cigarettes.

Behind the fence gate, a security guard sat on the ground and covered his legs, looking like he was injured.

Another security guard was holding a mobile phone with an anxious expression, and when he saw Mr. Wang walking towards this side, he ran two steps over and reported angrily and fearfully, "Mr. Wang, they drove and slammed the door without saying a few words! Xiao Zhang was knocked down!"

Mr. Wang nodded solemnly and continued to walk towards the door, Niu Ben followed casually.

Next to the supercar, a young man in a suit and leather shoes wearing gold wire glasses strode over, his voice was not loud but aggressive, "Who is Wang Hounian between the two of you?"

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