San Fu

"Demolition?" Jiang Kuo was a little surprised, "What is the purpose of demolition in that area?"

"Building a building?" Ding Zhe said with a smile, "Why don't you ask Mr. Jiang if he bought it."

"The market site is not very big," Jiang Kuo said. "The housing is not good, and the shopping malls are not good. The location will lose money."

"I don't know if it's true yet," Duan Feifei shook his legs, lowered his head and quickly sent a message on his mobile phone, asking some people in the market, "Last time it was said that the municipal government was going to demolish the garden, but there was nothing to say. "

There have been rumors that the market will be demolished over the years. After all, this market is almost passed down from the ancestors of this city, but every time the rumor spreads for a while, it gradually fades away.

This time, the old boss Zhang was able to fight with the administrator because of rumors, which was a bit unexpected.

"The garden is most likely, if it is to be demolished," Jiang Kuo said, "That old man, where did he get the news?"

"I don't know," Duan Feifan said, "I'm not at home for a while, I'm inquiring now, I'll ask when I get back."

"Let President Jiang ask." Jiang Kuo took out his phone.

"Hey, hey," Duan Feihua hurriedly pressed his hand, "If old boss Zhang can get wind of this matter, then it sounds like it's not too difficult to fight, and you don't need to trouble Mr. Jiang with a sledgehammer."

Jiang Kuo smiled.

"No," Dong Kun frowned, "If it's real demolition, does Ling Jie say that Mr. Zhang and the administrator have messed up? Why? It's not the administrator who demolished it."

"The management fee has started to increase this month," Duan Feifei said. "When he said last month that it was going to increase, he stood at the door and scolded him for three hours. Now he feels that the price will increase while the demolition is going on, and he doesn't want to pay it."

"Is this troublesome?" Sun Ji sighed, "The market has been here for almost 30 years. It's really demolished, and it will be affected wherever you move it."

"That's for sure. The flower and bird market was moved a few years ago. Look how many years there are still no people." Duan Feifei turned his phone, "And where is the new market? The stalls...are not counted correctly." Duan Feifei's tone sounded quite relaxed, and Jiang Kuo couldn't help but leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you worried?"

"I'm worried," Duan Feifei sighed, "But it depends on whether it's true in the end."

"If it's not true, we have to think about what to do next." Jiang Kuo said, "It will be demolished sooner or later."

"Before I told my uncle to open a store too much, he has always been reluctant, afraid of being too busy, and afraid of losing money," Duan Feifei said, "I'll talk to him when I go back. The market is here, and you are Niu San Knife, if the market is gone, anyone can say that they are Niu Sandao.”

The feedback from the inquiring staff is very vague, and they won't say it clearly, but there is roughly such a thing.

There are no places for civic activities in this area. The elderly and children can't find a place to go for a walk at night. They dance square dances and beat the door of the store. It's noisy every day. I guess it means changing it into a civic park or an activity center. .

When Duan Feifei chatted with Jiang Kuo, it was quite easy, but this matter was not so easy.

The old uncle is not a person who is particularly good at doing business. It is impossible to say that he has not saved money for so many years, but it is not much. Last year he helped Duan Ling pay a down payment for a house, and he still needs to keep With the pension money, both of them are not in good health, and they have to guard against the money for medical treatment in the future.

To open a branch is really not something they can think about.

Go back and have a good chat with the old uncle. Duan Feifei stretched his waist to relieve his emotions.

Things still have to be resolved, but they can wait until tomorrow when they go back to think about it. After all, this is the last day he and Jiang Kuo will be together before school starts.

Mr. Jiang invited them to two meals. The original plan was to invite them back tonight, but Mr. Jiang went on a temporary business trip. After a bowl, Mrs. Jiang is going to the county to pick up a litter of dogs that have just been rescued, and she won't be able to make it in time for dinner.

"Why, your mother is still helping?" Ding Zhe was surprised.

"Well, I still go to the adoption yard to clean up every week, and I go to the charity sale once a month," Jiang Kuo said, "It's been like this for many years."

"I'm so touched." Fatty Liu said.

"Let's eat by ourselves at night," Jiang Kuo arranged, "we will take our luggage to the hotel in a while, and then we will go to the folk village to eat farm food."

"Is it your family too?" Dong Kun asked.

"Well, it's almost over," Jiang Kuo said, "Boss Jiang is going to sell it, so hurry up and eat a few meals while he still has free food."

"It's over, it's over," Ding Zhe shook his head, "What a young master, after hanging out with us for a long time, the word "free food" actually comes to mind."

When going out, Jiang Kuo took Benben with him. There is an event venue in the folk village, so he can take it to play.

Da Pao didn't go with him, so he had to go home to meet with the supplier, so everyone squeezed into a car and set off.

"Or should I drive?" Ding Zhe asked while sitting in the cab.

"Why don't you ask after driving on the street," Duan Feifei sat in the middle of the back row, "How sincere."

"Let's go!" Ding Zhe shouted with a smile, and drove the car out of the garage.

The journey has entered the final stage of idleness and sadness, after a few days of eating, drinking and having fun, everyone is starting to relax.

With a little tiredness and emotion, enjoy the final relaxation.

"I should be busy with Chinese New Year when I get back home," Dong Kun leaned against the car door with a displeased expression on his face, "My room hasn't been cleaned yet, and the quilt cover and sheets haven't been washed...ah..."

"I'm fine," Fatty Liu said, "My mother messed it up."

"I still have a bunch of goods to deliver when I go back." Duan Feifei raised his head, followed by Benben and licked his hair, he quickly sat up straight again, and patted Benben on the head with his hand back.

"I'll go over and pack for you if I have time," Ding Zhe said, "Anyway, my family's New Year's Eve is simple, just go to my grandpa's house at some point."

"Come on," Duan Feifei said, "You stay at home for a few days, if you want some beef, I'll ask an errand to bring it to you."

"I can't stay at home, I'm afraid they will drag me to go hiking with uncles and aunts again," Ding Zhe said, "Young man, help my aunt carry this bag, young man, help my uncle carry this bag..."

"How did you spend the New Year?" Jiang Kuo asked Duan Feifan.

"I also go to grandma's house," Duan Feifei poked open the mobile phone photo album, "it happens every year, all relatives go, my uncle's family, aunt's family, uncle's family... not necessarily uncle, uncle has a bad relationship with everyone ..."

"How many photos of me have you taken?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice.

"There's no way to count, let's add another hundred or so videos," Duan Feifei smiled and whispered, and clicked on the special photo album for the Chinese New Year, "Look."

Jiang Kuo saw the family portrait of the Chinese New Year, a group of people gathered around a big round table, the table was placed beside the bed, and a kind-hearted old lady was sitting on the bed.

"Your grandma is so kind." Jiang Kuo said.

"Actually, she's quite kind. She didn't touch a single finger when I caused any troubles when I was young." Duan Feifei flipped through a few photos, "These two are the stupid sons of my aunt's family, the second-best in high school. As far as my uncle, my dad and my old uncle used to fight with him, two against one, it can’t be called fighting anymore, it’s pure beating.”

Jiang Kuo laughed and coughed.

"Really, his uncle is quite annoying," Dong Kun said, "Did we meet once last year, and asked the old uncle to give the old lady money for medical treatment."

"Yes, that's when I knew that the old man was quite capable of fighting," Ding Zhe said, "It was the first time I saw the old man beating the old man, and the young man was fighting beside him."

"Is that you, young man?" Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan.

"Otherwise," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "do you still expect the two of them to fight? It would be good if they didn't go up to help."

"His uncle is really messed up." Dong Kun sighed.

Duan Feifei has a lot of family members, three brothers plus an eldest sister, and six children. The eldest son of the uncle's family also has a daughter. The photo is full of people.

In contrast, Jiang Kuo's family was quite deserted during the Chinese New Year. Mr. Jiang's side was just his family and his grandma, his mother's side was just his grandma and their family, and his uncle's family was not in the country all year round.

For Jiang Kuo, if he doesn't go on a trip during the Chinese New Year, it's boring. He even secretly envies Da Pao when he complains about leaving his relatives. At least he has something to do, right?

Now seeing the crowded room of Duan Feifei's family, he sighed. Although he didn't like a bunch of relatives being noisy, he didn't like being deserted either.

The hotel rooms were still the three rooms they had stayed in before, and no one divided them any further, so they entered the rooms in the same order as before.

Benben was left at the front desk to wait for them.

"Would it be good for the guests to see a dog?" Duan Feifei asked.

"This is a pet-friendly hotel," Jiang Kuo leaned against the table, "It's just that these rooms are not pet rooms, there are special pet rooms with kennels."

"Very good." Duan Feifei said.

"Have you nothing to say?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile.

"Well," Duan Feifei walked up to him, "I almost didn't find anything to talk about."

"Do you not want to go back?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Thinking and not thinking," Duan Feifei said, "Going back has a lot of things, if you don't go back, you still have to think about those things."

Jiang Kuo kissed him on the lips.

"Why," Duan Feifei asked, "what about the injury check?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "see if it's suitable for kissing."

Duan Feifei didn't say a word, he took a look at the closed door, turned his head and kissed it.

Both phones rang at the same time.

Jiang Kuo stared at Duan Feifan's mouth and said, "It's okay, it's not broken."

"It can still be broken all the time," Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone, "Do you have a saw in your mouth?"

[Sun Zhuanghan] I'm back with fat

Duan Feifei replied quickly before Ding Zhe and the others could reply.

[Duan Yingjun] Qian and I are on good terms

[Ding Weiwu] Waiting for the wedding wine of you two couples

Jiang Kuo laughed out loud at this sentence: "Ding Zhe is so cheap."

"Sun Ji's words are also ambiguous," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "I didn't pay attention, I just wanted not to be the slowest house."

"Go," Jiang Kuo waved, "We'll be the first to go out."

The folk village is quite lively, with various small shops and restaurants, and a singing and dancing square.

There is a large grassy slope at the back door of the farmhouse restaurant that Jiang Kuo took them to. Benben can run and play by himself. Although the grass is all yellow now, Benben doesn’t care. As long as he can run wildly in a fresh place, he can satisfy.

Puppies are very easy to satisfy, a meal and a nest that can shelter from the rain are all you need.It would be nice if people were like dogs.

"Is farm food so high-end now?" Fatty Liu sighed after entering the box.

"His food is very delicious, it's the kind of very rustic dish, but it's a bit foreign," Jiang Kuo said, "foreign-style local dishes."

"Okay, let's try the foreign fart of this local dog." Duan Feifei said.

"I just let them serve it casually," Jiang Kuo called the waiter over, "It's all signature dishes."

"Are you still drinking?" Fatty Liu asked.

"Stop drinking," Dong Kun said, "I just got hungover yesterday, and I have to drive tomorrow."

"That's right," Fatty Liu nodded, "Have some tea."

"Give me a tea set." Jiang Kuo took out a small bag of tea from his pocket.

"Damn," Ding Zhe smiled, "do you always bring tea when you go out to eat?"

"What kind of good tea can a restaurant have? Drinking their tea is worse than drinking plain water," Jiang Kuo said. "This tea Jiang Zong just brought back. If you don't have good wine, just drink some good tea."

Regardless of whether it is local or foreign, the atmosphere of farmhouse dishes is the most enthusiastic, just like hot pot and barbecue.

Even if you don't drink alcohol, if you eat and chat noisily for a meal, you will feel a little dizzy as if you have drunk alcohol.

After dark, Benben was taken back to their box by the waiter, Duan Feifan opened a can for him, and he lay down next to him and fell asleep after eating.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock that they finished eating and left before Benben got up and shook his hair.

"Go shopping for a while." Jiang Kuo said, "Night market."

Because the Folk Village is in the city, it is similar to a commercial street, so although it is cold at night, it is still quite lively.

A group of people walked slowly along the crowd, and all kinds of small shops came to have a look.

Passing by a shop that sells wool and handmade sweaters, Jiang Kuo stopped, and the eldest sister who was knitting a sweater in the shop immediately greeted: "Come in and have a look!"

"I'll buy you a scarf," Jiang Kuo said, "Okay, I don't have time to buy one now, let's make do with one first, lest someone say that winter is almost over."

"Yeah." Duan Feifei glanced forward, the group of people were surrounding a cotton candy shop.

He and Jiang Kuo entered the woolen shop.

"Do you have a cashmere scarf?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Yes!" The eldest sister got up and led them in a little bit, "It's all here. The cashmere has fewer colors and is generally more plain."

"Just the essentials." Jiang Kuo looked down and picked out a dark green one. "Black, white, gray and red are so good," said the eldest sister, "You pick this color, which is often used by middle-aged people. Do you use it yourself?"

"If you have a pretty face, you can hold it," Jiang Kuo said, "This color has a temperament."

The eldest sister looked at his face.

Duan Feifei held back a smile beside him.

"That's true." The eldest sister nodded seriously while looking at his face, "Your face is fine."

Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing out loud.

This scarf feels good to the touch and looks good, but Duan Feifei still thinks it is too expensive for more than 500 yuan, which is almost 600 yuan.

Jiang Kuo hadn't negotiated the price yet, so he scanned the QR code directly, probably because he returned to the familiar environment, and forgot that he had already mastered the stunt of bargaining.

Duan Feifan didn't remind him that this was a scarf given to him by Jiang Kuo. If he reminded him, it would feel impure.

He wrapped the scarf around his neck and walked out of the shop under the puzzled eyes of the elder sister.

Why, can't this face hold up!

"How is it?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Do you like it?"

"I like it," Duan Feifei nodded, "I like it very much, it's very warm."

When they walked to the cotton candy shop, several people had already lined up and started to get cotton candy, and they were handing out lumps of cotton candy.

Jiang Kuo got a blue one, and Duan Feifei got a pink and red one.

"I just forgot to bargain." Jiang Kuo took a bite of the marshmallow, and stopped in the middle of the conversation.

"En." Duan Feifei nodded.

"You didn't remind me?" Jiang Kuo turned to look at him.

"I just want a scarf that you bought." Duan Feifei said while eating, "But it's really expensive. I think I can talk about 51. If you are thick-skinned, you can cut it down to [-]."

"That's not much," Jiang Kuo regained his balance instantly, and glanced at him after thinking about it, "Are you romantic or childish?"

"Romantic." Duan Feifei said.

"Then you should buy two," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll get one too, for a couple outfit."

"That would be a waste," Duan Feifei said, "I remember you have a pair that looks a bit like this one, you can use that one."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "How dare you call it romantic?"

"You bought a scarf?" Sun Ji turned around and saw the scarf on Duan Feifei's neck.

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

"It's pretty," Sun Ji touched it. "The cashmere one? It's nice to touch."

"Take your hands away," Duan Feifan said, "If your hands are clean, just touch them blindly."

"Fuck, it's clean!" Sun Ji said, "Where did you buy it? I'll get one too."

"Five hundred and seven." Duan Feifei said.

Sun Ji quickly withdrew his hand: "I won't buy it."

Duan Feifei was happy: "I can't buy it anymore, just this one."

"Crazy, buy such an expensive one?" Fatty Liu leaned over, "This must be Jiang Kuo's style."

"Will Jiang Kuo buy a five hundred and seventy scarf!" Ding Zhe said.

"No," Dong Kun said, "He's three thousand five thousand a month. To be honest, he can't afford it."

Jiang Kuo bit the marshmallow and gave it a ton.

After shopping around the streets of the Folk Village, Benben was exhausted, and a group of people went back to the hotel.

"Jiang Kuo, you don't have to see us off tomorrow," Liu Fatty said, "We can go by ourselves, the time is about the same."

"It's not bad to be shivering," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll take you all there in one car tomorrow. If the time is not up, just have a cup of coffee and wait at the station."

"Alright." Ding Zhe fell down on the sofa, "Fatty, let's have a game."

Several people were paralyzed in Ding Zhe and Dong Kun's room, ready to play games for a while.

Jiang Kuo winked at Duan Feifan, meaning that you are here to play together first.

But Duan Feifei didn't fully understand.

He nodded and said to several people, "I'll come over later."

Then walked out.

Jiang Kuo sighed and had no choice but to go out together.

"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei stretched out his hand and quickly rubbed Jiang Kuo's face twice.

"Are you stupid?" Jiang Kuo patted his hand away, "I'll let you play together first, and we'll talk about it later."

"You should go back after playing for a while," Duan Feifei said in a low voice, "I haven't stayed at home for so many days, and only your mother is at home tonight."

"Yeah, why don't you send me out when I'm leaving?" Jiang Kuo said, "Why do we come out now?"

Duan Feifei thought for a while, turned around and walked to his room: "Go back to the bathroom."

"Are you the kind of person who needs to go back to your room to go to the bathroom?" Jiang Kuo followed him.

"I'm not," Duan Feifei said, "You are."

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue: "It only takes 2 minutes to go to the bathroom."

Duan Feifei entered the room and opened his arms to him: "Two minutes is fine, cuddling is enough."

Jiang Kuo went over and hugged him.

Duan Feifei tightened his arms.

"I'll go back early tomorrow morning, handsome." Jiang Kuo said.

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

"It's still a long time since I left school, handsome." Jiang Kuo said again.

"Well," Duan Feifei smiled, "It hasn't been long."

"I'll go back to school early after the Chinese New Year," Jiang Kuo said, "It's fine to stay at home anyway."

"I can't get into the dormitory," Duan Feifei said, "You didn't apply in advance."

"Is it possible to get in with you here?" Jiang Kuo said, "I feel that you can ask the cafeteria to directly cook for you."

Duan Feifei laughed: "No way, they were on vacation at that time, and there was no one in the cafeteria."

"I can live in the house of Da Pao," Jiang Kuo said, "He won't be able to go back until after the New Year."

"Are you serious?" Duan Feifei leaned back and looked at him.

"Don't you want to see me?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

"Think." Duan Feifei said.

"There will be ten days between now and the end of the new year," Jiang Kuo said, "enough for us to experience how much we miss."