Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 100 Auntie's Plea

The things on the mountain are taken care of by Hina, and He Changzai is also at ease, but it is enough to make a rain occasionally at night.

Everything can be done without anyone noticing.

He walked all the way to the old house, lay on the wicker chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

Sitting in the yard, Song Meijuan, who was holding a copy of Zhang Ailing's "Jasmine Fragrance" in her hand, put the book on her lap, chatting with He Chang.

"I read the news, saying that a beautiful woman in a wingsuit lost contact while flying, and it was finally confirmed that she was dead!"

He Changzai yawned and asked casually, "What is wingsuit flying?"

Song Meijuan replied:
"How should I put it, wearing clothes like bird's wings, jumping off a high mountain, and experiencing the feeling of flying freely like a bird, to put it bluntly is an extreme sport!"

He Changzai smiled and said: "The most important thing for a person to live is to keep his own life. It's not good to die for entertainment!"

Song Meijuan's eyes were deep, and she said seriously:

"Why do you speak so badly? I think that when you love something, you can give up anything for it!"

"I'm just a humble citizen, and my thinking has not yet reached this level... I don't know if you have heard the story of Wanhu Feitian. He is sitting on a chair tied with 47 rockets, holding a kite in his hand. , flew into the sky, and the rocket exploded, and everyone was gone!"

He Chang was lighting a cigarette, took a puff, and said calmly.

Song Meijuan snorted coldly, "People always grow up through failures step by step. You didn't see the Wright Brothers and invented the airplane, can you!"

"Isn't it just an airplane, what a big thing...if I can make it!"

He Chang subconsciously remembered the method of making wooden kites in Lu Ban's book, and said.

Song Meijuan said with a look of disdain: "Bragging, it's nonsense that you, a person who doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters, still makes airplanes. I think it's difficult for you to fold airplanes!"

"What if I can make it!"

"how is this possible!"

"everything is possible!"

"This... If you make an airplane, I'll kiss you!"

At this time, Si Xia came out from the room and joked:

"The two of you, your life style is too rough. It's early in the morning, and you're both relatives, and this and that, so don't feel ashamed to panic!"

Song Meijuan blushed and spat at Si Xia, "Don't talk nonsense, why is he always saying that he can make airplanes? Isn't that a fantasy? I just thought he couldn't do it, so I said that!"

"Explanation is to cover up, some things, be careful to describe more and more black!"

Si Xia said with an unreasonable air.

"Say it again, I'll scratch your armpit!"

Song Meijuan ran to Si Xia's side, and the two of them laughed and fought like little girls.

He Chang was watching the scene of the two chasing each other in the yard, and subconsciously remembered the scene of Jia Baoyu surrounded by women in the Dream of the Red Chamber.

That feeling, Yingying Yanyan, is so beautiful!
After being dazed for a while, he went back to the old house, found rulers, pencils, hacksaws, planes, nails and other tools, and dragged some poplar and cypress logs from the old house to build the house.

There was also a flood in the hometown last time, and a piece of dark wood with a diameter of two people surrounded by the upstream washed down. The old man spent money to find someone to fish it up, and prepared to make a coffin.

Concentrating on the expression, measuring the size on the wood, writing and drawing, and making wooden kites.

Prepare yourself to fly and experience life.

Song Meijuan and Si Xia, when they saw that He Changzai was really going to make a plane, they all came together to watch, with surprised expressions on their faces.

Si Xia reached out and touched He Changzai's forehead, and said:

"I don't have a fever either. Why are you doing something stupid? I thought you were joking with Sister Meijuan, but I didn't expect it to be serious!"

He Changzai glanced at Si Xia, said nothing, and continued to work on the matter at hand.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and the call was from his old lady.

A voice came out, "Your aunt will go to the house in a while, please do something, you have to promise her, this is your grandma in her forties, she was pregnant, my little sister, I kissed you when I was young... ..."

"Okay... wait until she comes, I know about it!"

He Changzai agreed to the matter as soon as he heard his mother let it go.

"Then you are busy, I hung up!"

As soon as He Changzai put the phone in his pocket, he saw his aunt Cao Lili tiptoeing into the courtyard, with an embarrassed expression on her face, she walked over and said:

"The reason why my aunt by the river said such unfeeling words just now is because I can't help it. Don't mind... I came this time to ask you to intercede with Boss Fu and let me continue to broadcast live on the show bar!"

He Chang took a look up and down at his aunt who is exquisitely built and very feminine, and said seriously:

"As a person, I rarely open my mouth to beg for help in my life!"

When Cao Lili heard that He Chang was refusing, she looked anxious and said:

"Chang Zai, do you know that the live broadcast is everything to me, and I'm used to the feeling of radiance and attention!"

He Changzai took a drag on the cigarette, threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, and said with a sneer:

"People always lose themselves under various auras. After being poured cold water on their heads, they will wake up instead... I think you have jumped into a strange circle and can't get out. You are no longer You were the one who always liked to hug me and play with me when I was young!"

"Society is changing, and people's hearts are also changing... Whether it's getting better or worse, we are actually adapting to life and trying to live. I hope I can help my aunt with this, please!"

He Changzai let out a long breath, his tone softened, and said:
"I just bought a restaurant, Yipinju in the county seat. If you are interested, you can help me take care of it and change the way of life!"

Yipinju, one of the most famous restaurants in the county, cost at least five or six million yuan.

Cao Lili knew this, and she didn't believe that He Changzai had the strength to buy the entire Yipinju.

But he didn't want to offend him and said clearly, "I'd better go to the live broadcast!"

He Changzai took out his mobile phone and asked for Yuan Jinhua's number through WeChat, got through to him, handed it to Cao Lili, and said:
"Ask yourself!"

Cao Lili answered the phone with suspicious eyes, and tried to exchange a few words with Yuan Jinhua.

After that, he hung up the phone, looked at He Changzai with eyes full of horror, and asked with trembling lips:
"Chang Zai, did you really spend 1000 million yuan to buy Yipinju? Do you know that I have been live broadcasting for more than five years, and I only left a car, some bags, clothes, and a six-figure deposit. !"

He Changzai nodded slightly and asked, "Have you thought about it clearly? If it's okay, I'll give you the key to Yipinju!"

A smart woman will often grasp the gains and losses very well.

After hesitating for a while, Cao Lili agreed to the matter.

The reason why He Changzai asked Cao Lili to take care of Yipinju was because he knew that his aunt was a very shrewd woman, at least she would not lose money if she took care of the shop.

Handing her the key, he jokingly asked, "Where's your cameraman!"

"Just find another job... I'll go to Yipinju to have a look, I'm always here, and my aunt will take you to have fun when I'm free!"

Cao Lili smiled charmingly, took the key of Yipinju, and left with a swaying figure.

"It's a pity!"

He Chang was looking at his aunt's back, sighed inexplicably, and buried himself in work.

(End of this chapter)