Chapter 7 Termites and the New House
As a fat man, seven points are destined to be a day, and three points are determined by hard work.
McDull is the best among them. In more than a month, his height has not increased, but his weight has soared to the sky. Look at his round butt, the wooden boards on the stairs are shaking.
Han Xuan was thinking about how to lose weight for McDull, but the little donkey didn't know that his master was unintentional, so he jumped onto the sofa and leaned against him, found a comfortable position, tried hard to stretch his neck, wanted to eat strawberries on the table, and after he succeeded, he showed a satisfied expression, sighing at the perfection of the donkey.
Since the teachers left, Han Xuan suddenly became bored and had to read all the messy books on the bookshelf.
TV shows are boring. I occasionally encounter a fun one, and my hair will turn white after the next episode. I may be filming where to shoot now.
Don’t even think about computers. There are not many cattle or sheep in the wilderness. Who can you expect to pull the internet cable for you? What’s more, the iron lumps from the 1990s are ugly when you buy decorations.
Just as Han Xuan was empty, a stinging pain suddenly came from his arm. He looked down and saw a small white ant planning to escape.
"termite?"
Xiao Hanxuan said in surprise, I don’t know why there was this thing at home, so I lay on the sofa and followed it all the way. It took me a long time to wait until termites crawl into the crack in the wall, which shows how boring Han Baby is now.
I stood up and reached out to knock on the wooden board. I heard a muffled sound, needless to say, it was already empty inside.
Han Xuan was immediately excited and finally found something to do. He knocked left and right, and was surprised to find that many wooden boards were all empty, even the main beams supporting the wooden house were like this. At this time, it was not a surprise but a horror.
"It's all like this, but it's not over yet," Han Xuan thought, intending to go downstairs to tell his parents about the news. He went downstairs safely, and McDull was not so lucky.
Just when there were a few steps off the ground, a wooden board suddenly collapsed, and the fat donkey fell to the ground with a thud, obviously a little confused.
Han Baobao was startled and was about to go up to check, but when he saw McDull rolling and standing up. He was afraid that he was still a little excited. He trotted and prepared to do it again...
What's going on with this weird masochistic tendency? There are still benefits to having too much fat, at least it's resistant to falling and bumps. However, like McDull, it's not good to be blocked by oil.
Han Xuan dragged McDull out of the house and left the dangerous area. The donkey was still sitting on the ground in anger, looking like I was angry.
"You stupid." Han Xuan was so amused and worried that it would do something stupid, so he continued to pull it to find his father, leaving a long mark behind him, which was caused by McDull's butt rubbing against the ground.
Han Qianshan was busy in the garage. He thought of the son who cheated his father-in-law and himself, and left the car with care every month to prevent oxidation and rust. The baby naturally would not do this, so he could only suffer.
My son said that he would rely on this thing to find his daughter-in-law in the future. This is a big deal that is extremely careless, so of course he has to use snacks.
I have to say that the workmanship of Ferrari is indeed good. Han Qianshan looked at the old Ford pickup next to him and lamented that it was time to be corrupt.
Seeing his son dragging his green butt McDull, he didn't know what happened, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Dad, our house is about to collapse." Han Xuan said.
Han Qianshan was startled and suddenly remembered that his son was in the house. He suddenly thought that the boy in front of him was just like that. He felt funny when he felt relieved and said lightly: "It's just collapse. The house for more than 20 years old is time to be renovated."
"The house was emptied by termites, and McDull fell off the stairs. Renovation may be useless, and the main beam is broken."
"Then it's rebuilt, what a big deal."
In one sentence, Han Xuan blocked everything he wanted to say. He rolled his eyes at his second-generation father, reached out to open the car door and sat in: "Take me out for a ride, dad.
"Son, I just wiped this car with your dad."
"It's okay, come back and wipe it again."
“…”
In the next few days, the whole family lived in a temporary wooden house, with kitchen and bathroom, two rooms, one large and one small. They were originally planned to live in for new employees, but they didn't expect it to come in handy.
The architects in the Great Falls City have already visited. The old house cannot be lived in anymore. A large ant nest was dug out from the back of the house. After spraying pesticides to kill insects, ensuring that no pests will occur again.
The red-roofed wooden house is about to be pushed out today, and everything is moved out. Han Xuan is reluctant to leave, and his father and mother are not very happy. After all, they have lived there for many years and have too many memories.
However, when the designer arrived, the situation changed instantly. The family sat at the table and talked to describe the house they wanted.
Designer Jensen recorded in his notebook that he, who is used to this kind of scene, would naturally not speak at this time. They would compromise with each other while arguing, and it would be easy to draw conclusions at that time.
It's just that this family is obviously different.
Which seven-year-old child will participate in such a discussion? Even if he has any ideas, he will be suppressed by adults. What's more, they all talk about things that are wild and imaginative. Who would make his own home a base for transforming gold and steel, or Superman's Crystal Castle?
I only heard the child say, "I hope the house is close to the woods and the lake, the garage can hold about 20 cars, and the inner room of the room should be equipped with a study room, and the sun should be sufficient."
"Twenty?" Jansen said in confusion, turning his head to look at Han Qianshan, but he didn't expect his father to nod!
"What a spoiled Chinese." Jansen thought to himself, but his face was not showing any expression. "So how big is the size of the house?"
Han Qianshan hadn't thought about this problem yet, so he turned his head to look at his son: "What do you think?"
"It's about 500 square meters. Two floors of 1,000 square meters are enough. Grandpa and grandpa and grandpa can come here in the future. The furniture is made of rosewood and yellow rosewood. If there is history, it's better. The longer the better."
Han's father turned his son's eyes blank: "You can spend money, a little brat!"
After thinking about it, he said to Jansen: "Just do what he said. The foundation and wall must be made of the best materials. The interior decoration is Chinese-style and it is enough to be comfortable."
"The best one? That costs a lot of money." Jansen replied.
"Yes, the best, I hope it can be passed down with the family." Guo's mother also agreed.
Jansen closed the book and nodded: "We are all Chinese designers in charge of decoration, so you don't have to worry about it. I already know the matter. The first draft and budget will be sent in a few days. If the construction team is needed, we will also be responsible for helping to contact us. The reputation is definitely the top in Montana."
"That's so thank you."
"You're welcome, Mr. Han, this is what we should do. Isn't it the best service to customers? And I will also get a large commission, haha, now I want to go on a field trip and disturb you."
"Please do whatever you want."
Seeing Jansen leave, Han’s father lay on the sofa and was looking forward to it. As long as Guo’s mother is beautiful and comfortable, the most important thing for the whole family to be together, so she never interrupts much, and listens to the father and son.
"The garage of 20 cars?" Guo's mother turned to look at her son, reached out and twisted her ear: "Do you want us to starve to death on the streets when we are old?"
"It hurts, mom." Han Xuan shouted: "Didn't that Ferrari appreciate a lot? One sold at the last time at the Pebble Beach Motor Show in California, and the quality was not as good as ours, and it sold $7 million."
"How do you know? There are so many seven million?" Han's father was shocked.
Han Xuan said stinkyly: "The newspapers are all published. Do you not read so many copies?"
"Aren't you all busy earning your wife's fortune for you? Good guy, it's worth the money I've earned in a few years."
"Hey, you guy has a good vision and knows he is a baby. He kept silent back then, otherwise it would be a bad thing for his father-in-law... Oh, wife, it's the same with our father-in-law."
Seeing that his wife had bad eyes, Han Qianshan quickly changed his words, while Han Xuan rubbed his ears and laughed secretly.
Five days later, Jansen indeed sent the design drawings, with each angle, and the hand-painted them very exquisitely, with a thick book.
In front is a fountain with a garden, covered with white marble tiles.
The statue was designed by Han Xuan. He originally planned to use his appearance, but on the phone, Han Xuan strongly asked to add McDull. The couple was speechless, thinking that they would give it to him in the future, so they would let him go.
In the statue, McDull was on the ground with his feet on all sides, and several front teeth were clearly visible. A little boy was sitting on it with a smile on his face, and he looked very harmonious overall.
The couple nodded with satisfaction and continued to flip back.
The two-story villa is white, the roof is light red, and the tall French floor-to-ceiling windows are engraved with various patterns. An open-air swimming pool extends diagonally to the south. You can see the woods and pastures, and the scenery is very good.
The building area is more than 400, and the surrounding grasslands and woods...
Anyway, there is an easement, as long as the United States is still there, it belongs to him. What should I do if I calculate it so clearly?
The interior decoration was also very satisfied. The family nodded to look at it. Han Qianshan stretched out his hand and said to Jansen: "You got this job, and you have a budget of about 2 million, right? The construction team is also asking you to contact me."
Conservatively counting that he could earn $100,000 in it, Jansen thought and said excitedly: "Thank you sir, I will supervise it myself until it is completed!"
Jansen smiled until he left, which was worth his two years of income.
Han Qianshan watched him leave. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the phone ringing on the table. When he answered the phone, he could only hear the old man's voice coming from inside.
"Thousands of Mountains?"
"Yeah, dad."
"In a few days I have time to bring my grandson to New York."
Bang! Drop, drip, drip.
Chapter completed!