Chapter 220: Building a Factory
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When I arrived at the door of Huang Fatzi's house, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
When he opened the door, the fat man shouted loudly, "Mom and Dad, I'm back." β
Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu followed him and walked into the house.
Huang Fat's parents are both sitting on the sofa.
"Uncle, aunt." Lin Xiaofeng followed behind, shouted with a smile, and then pointed to Xiang Zhu behind him and said, "This is my classmate." β
"Hey, I know, I know, I heard Qianyi say things, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."
Huang Fatzi's mother was very enthusiastic, which made Lin Xiaofeng a little confused.
It didn't take long for him to understand.
Feelings: Huang Fat's parents regarded Xiang Zhu as their girlfriend.
After eating, this was not the place to speak, so Lin Xiaofeng excused himself and said that he had to go home and clean up the house, and the fat man Huang walked to Lin Xiaofeng's house together in the name of helping.
"By the way, what happened to my uncle and aunt last time, there is nothing wrong, right?"
Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Huang Fatzi nodded: "Don't worry, I comforted them at home for so many days." β
Xiang Zhu followed behind the two, looked at the scenery in the community curiously, and asked with a smile: "You two grew up here?" β
"Hmm."
Lin Xiaofeng nodded, pointed to a chair in the community, and said with some nostalgia: "When I was young with the fat man, I tripped over this chair once, and then the two of us pried the chair and threw it into the grass."
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Huang Fatzi glared at Lin Xiaofeng: "You are embarrassed to say that it was because of your bad idea at the time that I was beaten up by my parents, you kid is good, there is no." β
"Speaking of which, you two are still childhood sweethearts?" Xiang Zhu asked.
"Who's with him is a childhood sweetheart." As soon as the fat man finished speaking, suddenly, his mobile phone rang.
He picked up the phone and made a boo gesture.
"Hey, Director Fang? Well, that's right, that train? Here's what it is......"
Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu looked for him to have something to do, so they didn't speak on the side.
After the fat man told the story on the train, he chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
"What did Director Fang say?" Lin Xiaofeng asked on the side.
Huang Fatzi said: "The matter seems to be a bit big, after all, thousands of people have seen this supernatural case. β
"It's quite troublesome to deal with the follow-up." Huang Fat Man smiled: "But how to deal with it is their business, and it has nothing to do with them, do you go out for supper later?" β
"Supper? Forget it, I have to go back to my hometown early tomorrow morning, I haven't been back for more than half a year, and I always have to go to the pillar incense with my ancestors and ancestors. Lin Xiaofeng shook his head and refused.
Lin Xiaofeng's home was not messy, but there was a lot of dust, and the three of them quickly cleaned the house.
Although there are two rooms, one of them is the house of Lin Xiaofeng's parents, although his parents have been missing for many years and their life and death are uncertain, but Lin Xiaofeng has kept that room for them and has not let anyone go in.
Even if he has such a good relationship, if he lives in Lin Xiaofeng's house, he will either sleep with Lin Xiaofeng or sleep on the sofa.
So here's the problem.
Xiang Zhu is such a big girl, can't Lin Xiaofeng sleep in the room and let her sleep on the sofa, right?
The two couldn't help but stare at each other a little, and finally took the suggestion of the yellow fat man, the fairest method, rock-paper-scissors.
Then Lin Xiaofeng had to sleep on the sofa for the next month.
Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu spent a lot of strength and energy on the train, and they were already very tired.
He fell asleep.
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The traffic of Huangyu Village is the most prosperous among the villages in ten miles and eight directions, and there is a wide road to it.
As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads.
Lin Xiaofeng's grandfather, that is, the village chief of Topaz Village, Lin Fude was extremely far-sighted, and after the road was repaired, the coins, wreaths, incense candles and other items produced in Topaz Village could be transported out in a larger area.
Topaz Village is definitely a first-class village in the nearby villages, with all kinds of small bungalows covered, and there is no common blue-tiled house in the countryside.
Lin Xiaofeng rode a motorcycle, took Xiang Xu, and returned to Huangyu Village.
"This is Topaz Village?" Xiang Zhu looked at it curiously, and couldn't help asking, "Is this a rural area?" How is it somewhat like a villa community. β
Lin Xiaofeng is very good at motorcycles, and said: "Hey, ten miles and eight townships, who doesn't know why Huangyu Village is rich." β
As he spoke, he took Xiang Zhu and walked inside.
An old man was sitting in the door of his house, smoking a dry cigarette.
"Fifth grandfather, what about smoking?" Lin Xiaofeng stepped forward and handed over a cigarette.
The old man smiled and said, "Mmmm, what about smoking, Xiaofeng, your kid is finally back, hurry up, go to the back of the village to see the excitement." β
"What's wrong?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
"I don't know very well, anyway, your uncle and second uncle all ran over with hoes." The old man finished.
Lin Xiaofeng was curious, so he took Xiang Zhu to the back of the village.
At the back of the village, Lin Xiaofeng remembered that it was the cemetery of the entire village.
At this time, more than 30 uncles and aunts in the village were there, pointing to more than a dozen people wearing hard hats and dressed as construction workers.
"What's going on?" Lin Xiaofeng stepped forward and came to the front.
A man in a suit, who looked to be in his forties, said with a smile: "Fellow villagers, the times are different now, relying on your hands to make paper money, the days of incense and candles have passed, my name is Zhou Xiaolong, and I am going to build a paper money factory here, and if you come to apply for a job as a worker, you will be treated preferentially." β
"Uncle Liu, what's going on?" Lin Xiaofeng found the person who walked in front and asked.
This person also looks to be in his forties, dressed very plainly, he is the current village head of Huangyu Village, Liu Baoguo.
"Zhou Xiaolong has to build a factory around our Huangyu Village." Liu Baoguo said with a sad face, and as soon as he finished speaking, he asked again: "Xiaofeng, when did you come back?" β
"Isn't the construction of a factory driving the economy of our village, and it's not a bad thing." Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Liu Baoguo patted his thigh: "This bastard, where do you guess you want to build the factory?" It will be built on the ancestral grave of the people. β
Hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng paused for a moment: "How is it possible?" β
"The government approval has come down." Liu Baoguo gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for the government's approval, I would have disabled him by now." β
"Baoguo, what are you talking about with this bastard, beat him."
A crowd of people behind him shouted.
Zhou Xiaolong said with a smile: "Everyone, be quiet, this grave is just a tomb, just move it, besides, every time you move a grave, don't you have a subsidy of tens of thousands of yuan, why are you so excited?" β
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