Chapter 494 The old Qin family is not short of that little money
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Nu Mu Jin Gang
Yongning Village, the old house of the Qin family.
The old house is a two-story house. The exterior wall of the house retains the original red brick style without putty.
According to current popular saying, this is a Syrian style decoration.
In front of the old house, there is a courtyard of nearly [-] square meters.
You can park your car and have a banquet.
Qin Wenzheng's eightieth birthday is planned to be held in his own courtyard.
at this time.
Old Mr. Qin was sitting in the hall of the house. He was sitting on a bamboo chair with squinted eyes and making fighting sounds.
[Sisters, I can’t help it anymore. I must share this bare-leg artifact immediately... No matter how I jump, it won’t get stuck...]
Song Tao tilted his head, closed his eyes, and snored quietly.
Hearing the voice coming from Qin Wenzheng's cell phone, he secretly opened his eyes and took a look, looking at it with gusto.
This old man Qin is amazing. What kind of keywords does he feed to big data all day long? It is so easy to find the female Bodhisattva.
Every time I watch the videos, they are always so plain...
At this time, a roar came from far to near.
Qin Wenzheng subconsciously put away his mobile phone, "Whose tractor has a cylinder explosion?"
Song Tao pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
"It doesn't seem like a tractor..."
As time went by, the sound became louder and louder, until finally, the sound stopped at the slope in front of the old house.
The two thought the tractor was completely broken.
Unexpectedly, there was a roar next.
The huge engine roared and exploded in the Qin family courtyard.
Song Tao instinctively wanted to step forward to check, but Qin Wenzheng held him back.
"Mr. Qin, I'll go take a look. Don't worry about me."
Song Tao was a little moved.
In times of crisis, the old man still has me as a junior in his heart and will not let me take risks.
"No, I want to go see you. Please give me a hand first. I can't get up..."
Song Tao "..."
Qin Wenzheng stood up slowly with the help of Song Tao.
"grandfather!"
A standard Mandarin sound came from the yard.
Qin Wenzheng, who wanted help a second ago, subconsciously tugged and stood up.
With this tug, Song Tao almost fell down.
The voice just now was the voice of him caring about his beloved grandson day and night.
Qin Chuan's figure appeared at the door.
He took three steps at a time and rushed in through the door.
When their eyes met, Qin Wenzheng's body trembled with excitement.
Looking at Qin Chuan, he showed a kind smile and kept nodding, nodding, nodding...
"Xiaochuan...you are back..."
"Well, grandpa, I'm back."
It has been half a year since the last time the grandfather and grandson met.
For Qin Wenzheng, these six months have been like three autumns.
Whenever he meets his grandson, he is always worried that it will be the last time.
So he cherished the time he spent with Qin Chuan.
As long as Qin Chuan comes back, he will hold his grandson's hand tightly like he did when he was a child.
"I've lost weight... I've lost weight... I've lost weight..."
Qin Wenzheng touched Qin Chuan's face and said
"After you started working in Kyoto, did your dad stop giving you living expenses? Prices in Kyoto are so high. Douyin said that a bowl of noodles in Kyoto costs more than 20 yuan. You are still growing, so don't be reluctant. eat."
With that said, Qin Wenzheng reached into his pocket to take out the money.
Qin Chuan held Qin Wenzheng's hand, "Grandpa, I'm eating well, don't worry. I have low body fat, not thin. I'm still a few kilograms heavier than before."
Qin Chuan made a gesture to show off his biceps to Qin Wenzheng.
Qin Wenzheng smiled and nodded.
"Where's your dad? Where's your uncle? Why don't they come in?"
"They are moving today, I will come back first."
"Moving? Who bought the house?"
"I bought a house for my uncle and my second aunt each. The three families are close together. Grandpa, after the Chinese New Year, you and grandma will go to the city together. Live in whose house you like, everyone. To take care of you."
When Qin Wenzheng heard that he was entering the city, he immediately turned his head away.
"Going to the city? I won't go. The houses in the city are small and the land is small. If I go, I always feel uncomfortable. I won't go if I don't go."
Qin Wenzheng's three children had invited their parents to live in the city in the early years.
But he is a sensible and sensible person.
The eldest son Qin Guohui lives in an apartment, which is crowded and uncomfortable for five people.
Although the second daughter's family is big, Qin Wenzheng always wants to say something to her when she lives with her son-in-law.
As for the younger son’s house, the environment in the factory dormitory is too noisy.
"Grandpa, the house I bought is ten times bigger than our old house! Moreover, the community is very green, quiet and not noisy. There is a lake in the backyard, and my dad and the others plan to buy a boat and go fishing on the lake every day."
Qin Wenzheng was stunned when he heard this, "Can you still fish in the house? Didn't you buy the house in the Yuan Universe?"
Qin Chuan asked, "Yuan Universe?"
When Song Tao saw that none of the Qin brothers came back, he was a little angry and felt that he had been cheated.
I waited here for two hours in vain.
"Old man, I've been waiting with you for two hours. Did Guoming and Guohui deliberately let me go? The contract can't wait any longer..."
Qin Wenzheng put aside the Yuanshi villa for the time being, picked up the contract and said.
"Ogawa, this contract is from Hatsune Miku..."
"Hope for the future, hope for the company in the future!!"
Song Tao collapsed...[-]-year-old man or two-dimensional...
Qin Wenzheng glared at Song Tao.
"What I'm talking about is hope for the future, am I wrong?"
"Ah, right, right..." Song Tao didn't dare to explain any more.
"Ogawa, this is the contract between Hatsune Miku Company and us to rent land. Fifty acres of land, rented for ten years, [-] a year. If the contract is signed today, they will give us ten years of rent in one go. ..."
Song Tao's face turned red from suppressing the pain, and his fingernails were almost bleeding...
This time he did not interrupt and continued to let Qin Wenzheng express himself freely.
Anyway, the contract clearly states the future hopes, so that’s fine.
"Grandpa, if we don't sign it, the old Qin family doesn't need the money."
Qin Chuan handed the contract back to Song Tao.
"Village chief, the Qin family's ancestral graves cannot be touched, let alone used to build a pig farm. Let them choose another piece of land."
Song Tao is the same generation as Qin Guoming and Qin Guohui, and can be regarded as Qin Chuan's elders.
He looked Qin Chuan up and down, his eyes full of disdain and suspicion.
"You kid doesn't understand, so don't get involved."
He turned to Qin Wenzheng and said, "Old man, the pig farm is not only related to your family, but also to the future development of our village. Do you know how much economic benefit a pig farm alone can bring to the village? How much policy and fund subsidy can it bring to the village? Among other things, the pig farm needs manpower. I hope that the company will give priority to people from our village in the future."
Qin Wenzheng's eyes narrowed.
Are you saying that my grandson is ignorant?Well, Song Tao, who do you think you are?Is my grandson something you can easily scare?
Qin Wenzheng's face changed slightly and he said coldly.
"Xiao Song, if you say so, the position of director of the pig farm will not be your son, right?"
The old house is a two-story house. The exterior wall of the house retains the original red brick style without putty.
According to current popular saying, this is a Syrian style decoration.
In front of the old house, there is a courtyard of nearly [-] square meters.
You can park your car and have a banquet.
Qin Wenzheng's eightieth birthday is planned to be held in his own courtyard.
at this time.
Old Mr. Qin was sitting in the hall of the house. He was sitting on a bamboo chair with squinted eyes and making fighting sounds.
[Sisters, I can’t help it anymore. I must share this bare-leg artifact immediately... No matter how I jump, it won’t get stuck...]
Song Tao tilted his head, closed his eyes, and snored quietly.
Hearing the voice coming from Qin Wenzheng's cell phone, he secretly opened his eyes and took a look, looking at it with gusto.
This old man Qin is amazing. What kind of keywords does he feed to big data all day long? It is so easy to find the female Bodhisattva.
Every time I watch the videos, they are always so plain...
At this time, a roar came from far to near.
Qin Wenzheng subconsciously put away his mobile phone, "Whose tractor has a cylinder explosion?"
Song Tao pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
"It doesn't seem like a tractor..."
As time went by, the sound became louder and louder, until finally, the sound stopped at the slope in front of the old house.
The two thought the tractor was completely broken.
Unexpectedly, there was a roar next.
The huge engine roared and exploded in the Qin family courtyard.
Song Tao instinctively wanted to step forward to check, but Qin Wenzheng held him back.
"Mr. Qin, I'll go take a look. Don't worry about me."
Song Tao was a little moved.
In times of crisis, the old man still has me as a junior in his heart and will not let me take risks.
"No, I want to go see you. Please give me a hand first. I can't get up..."
Song Tao "..."
Qin Wenzheng stood up slowly with the help of Song Tao.
"grandfather!"
A standard Mandarin sound came from the yard.
Qin Wenzheng, who wanted help a second ago, subconsciously tugged and stood up.
With this tug, Song Tao almost fell down.
The voice just now was the voice of him caring about his beloved grandson day and night.
Qin Chuan's figure appeared at the door.
He took three steps at a time and rushed in through the door.
When their eyes met, Qin Wenzheng's body trembled with excitement.
Looking at Qin Chuan, he showed a kind smile and kept nodding, nodding, nodding...
"Xiaochuan...you are back..."
"Well, grandpa, I'm back."
It has been half a year since the last time the grandfather and grandson met.
For Qin Wenzheng, these six months have been like three autumns.
Whenever he meets his grandson, he is always worried that it will be the last time.
So he cherished the time he spent with Qin Chuan.
As long as Qin Chuan comes back, he will hold his grandson's hand tightly like he did when he was a child.
"I've lost weight... I've lost weight... I've lost weight..."
Qin Wenzheng touched Qin Chuan's face and said
"After you started working in Kyoto, did your dad stop giving you living expenses? Prices in Kyoto are so high. Douyin said that a bowl of noodles in Kyoto costs more than 20 yuan. You are still growing, so don't be reluctant. eat."
With that said, Qin Wenzheng reached into his pocket to take out the money.
Qin Chuan held Qin Wenzheng's hand, "Grandpa, I'm eating well, don't worry. I have low body fat, not thin. I'm still a few kilograms heavier than before."
Qin Chuan made a gesture to show off his biceps to Qin Wenzheng.
Qin Wenzheng smiled and nodded.
"Where's your dad? Where's your uncle? Why don't they come in?"
"They are moving today, I will come back first."
"Moving? Who bought the house?"
"I bought a house for my uncle and my second aunt each. The three families are close together. Grandpa, after the Chinese New Year, you and grandma will go to the city together. Live in whose house you like, everyone. To take care of you."
When Qin Wenzheng heard that he was entering the city, he immediately turned his head away.
"Going to the city? I won't go. The houses in the city are small and the land is small. If I go, I always feel uncomfortable. I won't go if I don't go."
Qin Wenzheng's three children had invited their parents to live in the city in the early years.
But he is a sensible and sensible person.
The eldest son Qin Guohui lives in an apartment, which is crowded and uncomfortable for five people.
Although the second daughter's family is big, Qin Wenzheng always wants to say something to her when she lives with her son-in-law.
As for the younger son’s house, the environment in the factory dormitory is too noisy.
"Grandpa, the house I bought is ten times bigger than our old house! Moreover, the community is very green, quiet and not noisy. There is a lake in the backyard, and my dad and the others plan to buy a boat and go fishing on the lake every day."
Qin Wenzheng was stunned when he heard this, "Can you still fish in the house? Didn't you buy the house in the Yuan Universe?"
Qin Chuan asked, "Yuan Universe?"
When Song Tao saw that none of the Qin brothers came back, he was a little angry and felt that he had been cheated.
I waited here for two hours in vain.
"Old man, I've been waiting with you for two hours. Did Guoming and Guohui deliberately let me go? The contract can't wait any longer..."
Qin Wenzheng put aside the Yuanshi villa for the time being, picked up the contract and said.
"Ogawa, this contract is from Hatsune Miku..."
"Hope for the future, hope for the company in the future!!"
Song Tao collapsed...[-]-year-old man or two-dimensional...
Qin Wenzheng glared at Song Tao.
"What I'm talking about is hope for the future, am I wrong?"
"Ah, right, right..." Song Tao didn't dare to explain any more.
"Ogawa, this is the contract between Hatsune Miku Company and us to rent land. Fifty acres of land, rented for ten years, [-] a year. If the contract is signed today, they will give us ten years of rent in one go. ..."
Song Tao's face turned red from suppressing the pain, and his fingernails were almost bleeding...
This time he did not interrupt and continued to let Qin Wenzheng express himself freely.
Anyway, the contract clearly states the future hopes, so that’s fine.
"Grandpa, if we don't sign it, the old Qin family doesn't need the money."
Qin Chuan handed the contract back to Song Tao.
"Village chief, the Qin family's ancestral graves cannot be touched, let alone used to build a pig farm. Let them choose another piece of land."
Song Tao is the same generation as Qin Guoming and Qin Guohui, and can be regarded as Qin Chuan's elders.
He looked Qin Chuan up and down, his eyes full of disdain and suspicion.
"You kid doesn't understand, so don't get involved."
He turned to Qin Wenzheng and said, "Old man, the pig farm is not only related to your family, but also to the future development of our village. Do you know how much economic benefit a pig farm alone can bring to the village? How much policy and fund subsidy can it bring to the village? Among other things, the pig farm needs manpower. I hope that the company will give priority to people from our village in the future."
Qin Wenzheng's eyes narrowed.
Are you saying that my grandson is ignorant?Well, Song Tao, who do you think you are?Is my grandson something you can easily scare?
Qin Wenzheng's face changed slightly and he said coldly.
"Xiao Song, if you say so, the position of director of the pig farm will not be your son, right?"
