After chatting for so long, the Yan and Fu families have a general understanding of Taoxi Village.
Seeing Qiqi and Zhang Xifeng rushing out one after another, Yan Huai stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go take a look too."
He also wanted to see with his own eyes what was so special about this village that his granddaughter loved.
My first impression of Taoxi Village was that it was dilapidated, backward, and poor. Six words could describe it.
Including this small fenced courtyard, the same is true.
The mud house has been standing for who knows how many years. The exterior walls have not even been painted. The yellow wall blanks can be seen at a glance. They are full of scratches and unevenness due to the years of wind and frost.
Even the back room was not much better. The white paint had long since turned into gray paint, and large pieces of paint had peeled off in many places. They were only covered with old newspapers.
As for the valuable electrical appliances and furniture in the house, they were probably added by Song Yueliang later.
Yan Huai looked around the small courtyard for a week.
The only thing that is commendable about this yard is probably that it is clean and tidy, and has a friendly atmosphere.
He walked out first, and the others followed, including the old man who was not interested in Yanhuai.
You should visit the places where your little one lived and learn more about them.
Qiqi and Goudan were younger, but they ran the fastest and quickly left the alley.
In this little time, the people who had just arrived at the entrance of the village were already surrounded by crowds and entered the village.
Goudan glanced at his parents walking in the front, a young couple under thirty years old. They were carrying luggage on their backs and plastic bags in their hands. They couldn't hide the fatigue of their lives.
"Dad, Mom!" Goudan shouted and rushed over, tears streaming down his face.
"Goudan, my parents are back!" The one who answered was a young man of medium build and good looks, with a free and easy voice, but his eyes were red.
How much his son missed them, when he called back the day before yesterday, the old father told him everything on the phone.
But in the past, in order to survive, I had no choice but to swallow the pain and sorrow in my own belly.
Goudan has already rushed to his parents, grinning and sobbing while accusing him, "I told you not to leave, don't leave. You can make money by growing sweet potatoes at home, but you just didn't listen! Are you okay now? We were all caught.
I went to jail! I almost didn’t get my wages, and I was beaten so hard!”
"Hey, hey, can we go home and cry again? The things your dad is carrying are so heavy, so let me go home and put them away first." The man joked with red eyes.
Goudan's mother also held back her tears and lifted the plastic bag in her hand, "Goudan, let's go home first. Mom bought you a lot of snacks that can only be bought in the city. They are delicious!"
"Really?" Goudan wiped away his tears, took the bag, opened it, took a look, and immediately turned around to pick up Qiqi, who was standing quietly aside, "Let's go, Qiqi, go to my brother's house and give you some delicious food! I
Just say that my parents must have brought back some food!"
Goudan's parents, who were left behind, were instantly dumbfounded, and the villagers burst into laughter.
"Goudan now has something to eat and even his parents don't want it anymore, hahaha!"
"That's Qiqi, you're such a good boy. Last time you came back, you didn't stay for two days and then left again. You haven't seen her yet, have you?"
"Hey, stop talking in the middle of the street. Go home first, everyone go home first, freshen up and have a rest. Later, we can all have dinner together and chat slowly!"
Not only Goudan’s parents came back this time, but also everyone in the village who worked at Qiming Electronics Factory came back.
The boss has a bad heart. They can't stay in that factory any longer. They need to go home first.
As for whether to go out to find a job or stay at home and plant melons, I will consider it at that time.
The thick crowd that was hanging on the village road quickly dispersed and went home.
When Mr. Fu, Yan Huai and others came over, they only saw the last lively scene. As for their little treasure Qiqi, they didn't know where they were abducted.
Zhang Xifeng said cheerfully, "Qiqi went to Goudan's house to play. It's not far from my yard, a few minutes away. She will come back later by herself. Everyone in the village looks up and down with everyone she knows, so it's very safe."
,Don't worry."
Qiqi has long been the favorite of the group in Taoxi Village. Everyone loves and protects Qiqi closely, and no one will bully Qiqi.
Even the naughty children in the village pampered and protected Qiqi, making her very popular.
"Everyone has dispersed, let's go back." Zhang Xifeng greeted a group of people around her who were dressed in a way that made them look eye-catching.
She, an old peasant woman, stood in front of a few people, being looked at and teased by the passing villagers, feeling as uncomfortable as if she had lice.
"Yueyue got home around seven o'clock. There are also people from the village who come to watch TV at home in the evening. Adults and children gather together. It will be lively and noisy by then. You may not be used to it."
After finishing talking to herself, Zhang Xifeng remembered and turned to look at the people, "Are you going to stay at home tonight? Or are you going back to the city?"
"I won't come back." The old and young gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen all said in unison.
After answering, they looked at each other in confusion.
The Zhang family courtyard is very small, with only four rooms in total. If they all lived in it, they would definitely not be able to live in it.
They all understand this truth, but no one wants to leave.
Yan Huai could only squeeze out one day, and he had to rush back to Kyoto tomorrow, so naturally he didn't want to miss a single minute of being with his granddaughter.
The old man can return to Huicheng, but he is on guard against Yanhuai robbing people, so it is even less possible for him to leave and give up the opportunity in vain.
The two "masters" made the decision, and the others basically had no room to say no. In the end, the old man and Mr. Yan were left looking at each other with their swords in the shadows.
Of course, it was the old man who used the sword unilaterally.
Zhang Xifeng frowned and thought for a moment. She couldn't live in the house, but there were many empty rooms in the village. It wouldn't be a problem if people could move out.
After thinking about it, she turned around again and said in a hurry, "You guys go home first. I'll go to Jianhe to say hello to the village chief and ask them to clean up a room in their house and use it to live in. We only have four rooms in our house, and we live in three of them."
There are no more people, and there is only one room left, which is not enough to live in."
Only one room left?
The old man flew toward Yanhuai again with a sharp look in his eyes, "I'm staying in the Zhang Family Courtyard tonight!"
He was the oldest and spoke first, not believing that Yanhuai would dare to compete with him.
snort!
Yanhuai did not rob it.
Yan Huai said, "Okay, Dad, I'll stay with you tonight. We haven't had a good chat for a long time, so it's just right."
I'm just right, your guava is just right!
All businessmen are treacherous!
The old man was so angry that his beard stood up.
At this time, Qi Qi had been dragged all the way back home by Gou Dan. Little Dan Man was so angry that he wanted to discharge Philosopher Bee several times, but in the end he was suppressed by reason.
It's not worth wasting its power on a little brat, Mad!
The two little ones didn't even enter the house, they were squatting under the eaves of the porch and happily looking for snacks.
"This is biscuits, this is bubble gum, this is malt crisps..." Goudan took out the snacks one by one and piled them all into Qiqi's arms.
"Qiqi, you can eat whatever you like, I'll give you the first pick!" Brother Goudan was so proud.