Li Jingming followed Liangshan into Song Siyang's car.
"Xiao Li, how wide and deep is the river in your village?"
"It's about twenty meters wide, and the deepest part of the river is two meters."
Li Jingming made a rough estimate, and Liang Shan nodded, already having a rough idea in his mind.
Zhao Wenhu's car followed Song Siyang's car silently.
When the two vehicles arrived at the construction site, workers installing steel bars were already waiting at the site.
During the loading time, Liang Shan squatted aside, took a wooden stick and made a simple budget and plan on the ground.
Although Li Jingming didn't understand, he could still understand that Liang Shan was drawing a drawing of an arch bridge.
He was a rough man and his cultural level was not high. Facing an intellectual like Liang Shan, he admired him from the bottom of his heart. Seeing Liang Shan's wrists slightly exerted and his movements quick and agile, he drew pictures and made calculations. He stood aside a little nervous.
After loading the steel bars, Li Jingming took a group of people to Yang Lina's store for dinner. After that, he went to the cement factory to order dozens of tons of cement, and then rushed to Yangjiacun.
Song Siyang personally sent Liangshan to Yangjiacun. When Liangshan came to the scene and took a look, he thought that the riverbed was quite wide and the bridge must be repaired a little better so that agricultural vehicles and other vehicles could pass through it in the future.
"Brother Jingming, tell me first, how much money do you plan to invest in this bridge?"
Liang Shan thought that if it were simply built so that humans and animals could cross it, it wouldn't cost much, but according to the specifications, it would cost a lot of money to build the bridge.
"Uncle Liang, I am a layman and don't understand this.
But I think, since it needs to be built, it must be built strong and spacious, right?”
Li Jingming actually didn't know what he was doing, so he just tried his best.
"If this bridge is repaired and can be opened to traffic, it will cost at least 30,000 yuan. If it is just a pedestrian walkway, it will only cost several thousand yuan. I need to know your ideas before I can design the drawings reasonably."
Liang Shan saw that Li Jingming was someone Song Siyang valued, so he told the truth without hiding his thoughts.
"Uncle Liang, to tell you the truth, I came from this village. If the villagers hadn't helped me this time, my brick and tile factory would probably have been washed away. I can't repay their kindness.
No matter where I go from now on, I will live as a member of this village and die as a ghost of this village.
The bridge in the village has collapsed. Children from several surrounding villages are studying in our village school. The bridge will have to be repaired sooner or later.
It didn't matter who paid for it, I just thought, since we want to repair it, we have to build it more solidly.
I, Li Jingming, can't follow my words once I say something.
Uncle Song said, you are a professional.
I don’t have any other requirements, just that the bridge must be strong and open to traffic, and 30,000 yuan won’t affect it.”
After Li Jingming finished speaking, Liang Shan's mouth curved.
Not to mention, Lao Song has poisonous eyes.
This guy, he got it right.
Liang Shan raised his hand and patted Li Jingming's shoulder, adjusted his old-fashioned quartz glasses and said: "Good boy, no wonder your Uncle Song thinks so highly of you.
You can rest assured that as long as it is a bridge designed by me, there will be no safety hazards."
With Liangshan's guarantee, Li Jingming naturally felt at ease.
Liangshan was arranged by Li Jingming to live in a wing of his home. In the following days, all the women and children in the village worked as workers.
***
In Chenjiacun, Chen Er'e was sitting on the threshold of her home with a cane in her hand, her eyes looking into the distance, as if she was expecting someone to arrive.
Chen Yunyun's car came from a distance. He drove too fast, and a cloud of dust rolled up behind the car.
Chen Er'e didn't wait for the person she wanted to see. She glanced at Chen Yunyun's arrogant look from the corner of her eye, moved her body, turned her head away, closed her eyes and stopped looking at Chen Yunyun.
Chen Yunyun was holding large and small bags of things in his hands with a sly smile on his face.
"Auntie, I bought some things to see you. If you need anything, just ask me. You can use me as your son. Don't be polite to me."
Chen Yunyun nodded and bowed, looking like a grandson who owed money to someone.
Chen Er'e said nothing.
After Chen Yunyun came back from the fight, he ran to her as an old woman every three days, showing courtesy to her for nothing, committing adultery or stealing.
Thinking of Chen Yunyun's previous behavior, this made the homeless Chen Er'e feel very uneasy.
Could it be that she wanted to wait until she died and occupy her old house, or occupy her own land?
Chen Er'e was unsure, but when she saw the thing in Chen Yunyun's hand, she said calmly: "You have been running so diligently recently. I don't know, I really thought you were my son."
Chen Er'e muttered, but Chen Yunyun smiled playfully.
"Auntie, look at what you said. I used to have a good relationship with Brother Ye in the village. But now that Brother Ye is away, shouldn't it be right for me to take care of you for him?"
Chen Yunyun said, seeing Chen Er'e struggling to stand up, he stretched out his hand to help her.
Chen Er'e sneered.
In the past, people in the village saw her as a widow and often bullied their orphans and widowed mothers. She knew better than anyone how they survived the hard life.
Ever since she learned Su Lin's true identity, Chen Er'e didn't dare to go to Yang Lina, fearing that if Yang Lina got excited, she would reveal Su Lin's identity, and her daughter would have to suffer with her for the rest of her life.
Simply, she just endured it by herself.
As the saying goes, it is better to die than to live, but she felt that it would be better to die than to live in all kinds of pain.
However, she did not dare to die.
I don’t know if her son is still alive?
He had been running away for more than a year. Chen Er'e dreamed many times that Yang Liye was covered in blood and dying.
Chen Er'e felt that Yang Liye must still be alive in some corner of this world.
She thought, it would be better if she didn't die, at least she would keep a life, and wait for her son to come back and see him again.
Hearing Chen Yunyun mention Yang Liye, Chen Er'e felt inexplicably bitter in her heart.
"How wonderful would it be if my son was still alive?"
As Chen Er'e muttered, Chen Yunyun rolled his eyes and said in agreement: "It will definitely happen. Maybe brother Ding Ye will transform into a big shot and come back one day.
You too, if you can't rely on your son, you can still rely on your daughter, but you always like to be alone.
Don't you know that your daughter and her husband donated a bridge to Yangjia Village?
When the couple returned to the village, they brought back two people from the capital. They heard that their daughter had been found in Yangjiacun. The couple also donated money to build a school in Yangjiacun.
To be ungrateful, your daughter is cruel. She doesn't care about her mother's life, old age, illness or death. She just spends the whole day hanging around her husband's family worrying about her.
Let me tell you, aunt, you should go to her and ask her to give you money to support you. Otherwise, how can you afford to be pregnant for ten months?"
When Chen Yunyun was talking, he deliberately glanced at Chen Er'e.
Chen Er'e's footsteps paused, and her body shook uncontrollably.
"What did you say?
Someone from the capital?
Well, do you know their last names?"
"I heard someone say that the surname seems to be that the male's surname is Su and the female's surname is Xue."