Dress up as an eighty-year-old girl, earn money and learn to do everything

While Peng Qingliang and Qi Jin were talking about the house, Xiang Wan also used serving chopsticks to pick up a rib for Qi Jin.

Reciprocity, there is absolutely no selfishness.

At the same time that piece of pork ribs fell into the bowl, the corners of Qi Jin's mouth twitched as he was talking to Peng Qingliang, his eyebrows and eyes were infinitely gentle.

After dinner, Peng Qingliang invited Qi Jin to his house for a few drinks, and Qi Jin readily agreed, thinking about Xiang Wan's drawings.

Xiang Wan was sent to the door of the house by the three, bid farewell to him and hurried home.

Recently, because of the weather, many people went straight home after work. The business in the shop was not as good as in summer, so Xiang Xiong didn't make many side dishes, and closed the shop early every day to go home.

When Xiang Wan got home, Xiang Xiong was listening to the radio at home, sitting leisurely in the living room, baking the stove.

Seeing his daughter coming back with a thermos bottle, Xiang Xiong patted his forehead annoyed: "Look at my memory, I said to go to the hospital to find two bottles to warm your hands a few years ago, but I forgot when I got busy, and my father will go there tomorrow morning." The hospital took it, it must have been frozen today, it’s all my father’s fault, I didn’t take good care of you with this little thing.”

Xiang Guan couldn't bear to see Xiang Xiong feel guilty for such a trivial matter, so he smiled warmly and said, "Aunt Qiu asked Wu Yan to bring this to me, Brother Peng also said to go to the hospital to get me more thermos bottles, Dad, I'm not cold .”

"Then father will boil some more water for you tomorrow morning. You can use this bottle first, and wait for Xiao Peng to find a few more. Then put two under the bed. You won't be afraid of the cold when you sleep at night. The coal stove in your house I have already burned charcoal for you, hurry up and do your homework, and you have to get up early to study tomorrow."

Xiang Xiong was in the living room just to wait for his daughter to come back, and he was always worried if she didn't come back.

Hearing his daughter say yes, Xiang Xiong continued: "Don't take a bath every day when it's cold, you will feel uncomfortable if you get sick again. There is hot water on the stove, go wash your face first."

After speaking, Xiang Xiong got up and went to the kitchen, fetched a basin of hot water for his daughter, and after she finished washing her face, he took the footbath and put it on the floor.

After Xiang Wan washed up, Xiang Xiong went back to his room to sleep.

Going to school the next day, Xiang Wan stuffed a water bottle filled with hot water in his stomach, and added a pair of thick cotton socks after listening to Xiang Xiong's words. He also obediently wore a scarf and hat. sweat.

When she arrived in the classroom, Wu Yan was reviewing her homework honestly in her seat, with a very serious expression on her face.

Xiang Guan smiled faintly, greeted Huang Beibei and the others, and walked to his seat in a few steps.

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

Wu Yan raised her head in an instant, smiled, and moved the English textbook in her hand to Xiang Wan's: "I've read the rest, but there are a few parts that I don't quite understand. Why is English so difficult? I don't know how to go abroad. Learn what to do."

Xiang Guan ignored Wu Yan's daily complaints, smiled and explained in detail what she didn't understand, and then took out the textbook to read.

After Wu Yan understood it, she stopped complaining, her eyes fell on Xiang Wan's textbook, and she exclaimed: "Xiao Wan, you're already reading the textbook of the second year of high school, it's amazing."

"I finished reading this semester's textbooks during the winter vacation. If I didn't understand, I asked my friends for advice. They all said that the second year of high school is very stressful. I will read it in advance so that I won't be able to keep up with the teacher's progress."

Wu Yan was full of admiration, recalling the envious eyes and bitter words of her classmates, she couldn't help but said: "Others only know that you have good grades, so they don't come to see how hard you work."

Xiang Wan smiled indifferently: "Working hard is for myself. If I want to go to the best university in the future, I have to pay more than others. The same goes for you. If I want to go to a good university in the future, I have to review more and preview in advance. , so that we will not let down our great years."

"Yeah, I know, I will definitely look up to you, let's work hard secretly, and when the time comes, others will envy you, hehe."

Classes start late in winter, and students go to the classroom early to review individually. Occasionally, some students come to ask Xiang Wan for advice.

Xiang Wan, a freshman in high school, knows it by heart. Apart from listening to the teacher's opinions and explanations every day, he supervises Wu Yan's study. The rest of the time is previewing the theories of the second year of high school. After all, he is going to Beishi University, so good In the academy, the students inside must be among the best of the best. Even if they are admitted, they must still be among the best, so as to live up to their own experience.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the weekend holiday, and Xiang Guan got into the car driven by Peng Qingliang early on Saturday morning to go to the garment factory.

The workers in the open space behind have already laid the foundation, and the two houses stand side by side with the back of the mountain facing forward. The distance between the houses is about 50 meters, which is convenient for trimming the fence later.

Peng Qingliang brought Xiang Wan to the foreman, and a large sheet of Xiang Wan's drawings was spread on the table.

Peng Qingliang pointed to the foreman Tong and introduced to Wan: "This is Liu Cheng, the foreman who repaired our house. The craftsmanship of building houses is well-known in Beishi. I also asked someone to find a relationship before jumping in and letting him give priority to building our house."

Liu Cheng waved his hands again and again, with modesty: "Boss Peng is joking, I am just a person who repairs houses, and the bosses look for me, so I will just build the house honestly, this must be Peng The boss said the person who drew the blueprints. I didn’t expect to be such a young girl. When I first saw this blueprint, my eyes lit up. It’s rare to see this style of house. Every design is very reasonable, and there are new additions. There are a lot of ideas, and it can be seen that the person who drew this blueprint is very hardworking, you and Boss Peng can just call me Foreman Liu."

"Hello, Foreman Liu," Xiang Wan smiled at him, and continued, "Actually, most of this blueprint is what I borrowed from the book, and I just added my own design in the subtle places. The Huizhou-style architecture looks simple. , it’s more complicated to repair than it actually is, and it’s going to be hard for Foreman Liu.”

"I can also see that the foundation alone is much more than the houses I built in the past, and they all have to be built with wood. But after the general frame is out, the progress will be much faster than other houses, but I still have some details. We need to communicate with the two of you again, and if you have free time, you can take a look at it more often, and we can modify it in time if there is anything we are not satisfied with."

Liu Cheng spoke sincerely, and Xiang Wan also felt his ability from the communication, so far, he is very satisfied. As for the future, we will not know until the house is completed.

Peng Qingliang didn't understand the blueprints, including the future appearance of the house. At first, he also looked at Wanhua's blueprints and thought they were novel, especially because there were so many rooms. Several rooms even had separate toilets. Peng Qingliang was more satisfied, and immediately decided to go with him The same as Guanjian.

He had no experience with architecture, so Peng Qingliang couldn't get in the way at all. He just wanted to say a few words to find a sense of presence, but he couldn't understand what the two said, so he simply gave up his seat to Xiang Wan.

"I don't know much about this, you can talk to Foreman Liu, I'll go over there and have a look."