Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 233 I will consider it

When the banquet was over, almost everyone couldn't stand still, and everyone helped each other to go out.

Liang Zhong was almost drunk, but he still stood relatively steady.

He came over with a smile, put Cheng He on the shoulder, and said, "Old classmate, let's get together next time. In fact, it feels good to get together like this once in a while."

Sometimes I just think about doing nothing, just getting drunk and thinking about nothing.

Cheng He looked at him, it seems that he is also a person with a story!

Yes, after entering the society, who can still live a simple life like before?

Liang Zhong said again: "I saw the video of your Peach Blossom Village, it was well shot! I think your village has a very good future."

After all, he was working in the city, so he was very keen on economics and other aspects. Even if he was drunk, he would not forget these things.

Cheng He nodded: "Well, it's okay."

Liang Zhong said: "Actually, the city wants to support the work below, but finances require money for everything, and project approval is required for money, so there are a lot of messy reviews. However, there are various supports. Yes, if you have any questions, you can ask me at any time, I will tell you what I know, and if I don’t know, I can help you find out.”

Cheng He didn't know if this was what Liang Zhong said when he was drunk, or if he really thought so in his heart.

He said: "Well, thank you old classmate first. There must be a lot of things to ask you in the village in the future."

Regarding the establishment of the project, what support, what process, and what omissions can be provided, Liang Zhong must be more clear than him.

He said that first, and Cheng He would naturally ask him more in the future.

Just to say a word, he can save a lot of wrong roads, so why not do it.

When saying goodbye at the door, he took a special look at Tang Wei.

She also drank a lot today, and looking at her like that, she might throw up at any time.

Seeing her take a taxi and leave, Cheng He sighed inwardly.Well, I hope she gets better too.

Cheng He decomposed the alcohol in his body, and it was almost as if he hadn't drunk it at this time, but he didn't know if the alcohol could still be detected, so he found a substitute driver to drive him back.

When the car just turned out of the urban area, he saw a familiar figure.

That boy Cheng Shi drove his motorcycle with a girl behind him, and drove in the direction of Peach Blossom Village.

The girl looks very familiar, probably someone who works in the office of Taohua Village Primary School's online shop.

From the looks of it, he's here to pick up another girl to go to work.

The two of them were sitting quite close to each other on the motorcycle, not like the normal operation soliciting relationship.

Moreover, it seems that since the bamboo weaving industry has become busy, Cheng Shi has no time to run motorcycle operations anymore.It seems that this time is a special car to pick up.

Driving a motorcycle during the New Year's Eve, the cold wind blowing on his face may not feel good, but Cheng Shi's smile turned into a flower on his face.

Cheng He smiled, Cheng Shi, I didn't see him preaching, but he moved so fast!

Look at his mother was worried by him, now he found a girlfriend for himself every minute, didn't he?

He suddenly remembered that Cheng Shi's mother seemed to be muttering about his marriage yesterday. According to this, he hasn't told his mother yet?
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On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Cheng Erxi and his son, who came back from the United States, decided to return to the United States.

They arrived on the third day of the Lunar New Year and had already stayed for a week. The length of the journey was beyond their original plan.

Because of Cheng Erxi's age, and his physical condition is not so permissible, it is impossible to live for a long time.

In addition, his son Henry still has his own things to do, so he can't spend long here.

Both father and son were very satisfied with this journey.

For Cheng Erxi, he returned to his hometown and settled an important event in his heart.

For Henry, he helped his father fulfill his wish while he was still alive, which is a very fulfilling thing.

Moreover, he never thought that he would live in the countryside of China for such a week.

Everything is strange to him.

In the past in the United States, he could also go to Chinatown and see many Chinese-speaking Chinese.But not as deep as this week.

Those Chinese in Chinatown are already very Americanized, and they speak and act in a strong American style.

But here is a pure and authentic Chinese rural life.

He thought it seemed pretty good.Especially the strong human touch, which he had never thought about in his whole life.

The feeling that the whole village came to invite them to dinner, one family invited them today, and that family invited them tomorrow, and every family was extremely enthusiastic.

Such a life is unimaginable in the United States.

In terms of wealth, the people here are definitely not as good as his neighbors, but in terms of friendliness, they are not at the same level at all.

The experience is magical.

So, this holiday, they all lived very comfortably, exceeding expectations.

Now, Cheng He is going to take them to the airport in the provincial capital.

The whole village watched them off at the entrance of the village and welcomed them to come again.

Cheng He and Henry carried Cheng Erxi into the car, folded his wheelchair, put it in the car, and prepared to move on.

In the rearview mirror, you can clearly see the people who came to see them off, densely packed behind the car.

Cheng Erxi was very moved. He stretched out his hand and waved to them.

Seeing his father happy, Henry was also happy, and joked: "Dad, I think you don't want to go back a little bit?"

"Hey... I never dreamed that I would come back one day. Henry, tell me, am I dreaming these days?"

"Dad, how many times have I told you that it's not a dream. Of course it's not a dream! Since you're so happy, shall we come again next time?"

"Well, I still come, I must come. Henry, remember, after I die, I will be buried in my hometown."

Generally speaking, many people are afraid to mention the word "death" when they get old.But Cheng Erxi is more than 90 years old, and he is already bearish on these things, so it is natural to say it.

Henry looked at his old father with a peaceful face, and said, "Dad, you will surely live a long life."

Cheng Erxi laughed: "Long life to a hundred years? Hurry up."

He is over 90 years old, not very far away from a hundred years old.

But thinking that he could come back to have a look while alive, and be buried in his hometown after death, he has nothing to be dissatisfied with.

Next is a section of the mountain road that must be passed to the city.The road conditions are not good, and it is certainly not comparable to the country roads in the United States.

Cheng He drove slowly, trying to minimize the bumps, and took care of the old man's body.

Cheng Erxi watched the Peach Blossom Village drifting away through the window, feeling a sense of reluctance welling up in his heart.

He suddenly said to his son: "Henry, why not finish your electronic project in China?"

Cheng Erxi himself did not go to school. After moving to the United States, he only learned some spoken English, but he was able to endure hardships. With his hard work, his children went to college in the United States.

If people of yellow race want to live well in the United States, it is necessary to go to a university. People who are illiterate like him can only do the lowest jobs.

In terms of enduring hardship, probably no one can compare to them yellow race.

His son is also very hardworking. In terms of business, Henry is very talented. He started from scratch and founded a small company with two or three people, and then continued to accumulate and develop. Over the past few decades, he has created extraordinary wealth.

People of yellow race own villas in famous neighborhoods in Manhattan, which is difficult for many aboriginal Americans.

This is due to luck, and of course it is also inseparable from his diligence.

Now, Henry has a project in hand and is planning to develop abroad.

In terms of labor costs, it is cheaper to develop abroad than in the United States, and he is looking for exporting countries.

Vietnam, Thailand and other countries are all under consideration. Of course, China was originally considered.

He was thinking about where it would be cheaper at the end.

Now, Cheng Erxi said: "Henry, why not finish your electronics project in China?"

There is a layer of blood relationship here, so it is naturally different from other countries.

Henry smiled and said, "Dad, I will think about it."

Cheng Erxi looked at the muddy road outside the car window and said, "Let's spend some money to repair this road."

This is an investment, a strategy, and a human relationship.

It can be seen that the city is already spending money on road repairs, but without thinking about it, the city lacks funds and repairs are very slow.

They don't have to spend all of it, they just need to reinvest most of it.

When they go to Thailand and Vietnam to build factories, they must also invest in road construction.

However, is it convenient for a pure foreigner to open a factory, or is it convenient for a person with the same Chinese descent to open a factory?
Definitely the latter.

They are from Nanshan City and have built roads for Nanshan City, so they can naturally get good policy support from China.

The same is spending money, why not just spend it in your hometown?

Henry nodded again and said, "Dad, I will think about it."

He will also consider a series of cost calculations, and cannot make a decision based on just one thought.

Of course, with a connection like the hometown, such a proportion is very heavy.

He will seriously consider it.

If we really build a factory here in the future, my father will probably be able to return to his hometown often.

He is old, and he doesn't know how many times he can go back—or rather, he doesn't know if there will be a next time.

When people get old, there are a lot of variables.

However, these were spoken in the English they were familiar with, and they spoke endlessly, Cheng He didn't understand, just thought they were chatting normally.

(End of this chapter)