Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

When Wan An Ning talked about building a bridge, it was not just for the sake of building a bridge.

She still wants to build a few houses on the ditch to display the furniture produced by the furniture factory!

Seeing that Feng Fuxiang was very enthusiastic about building the bridge, she told him her idea: "... when the time comes, make the bridge wider, leaving a path wide enough for people to pass through, and build a few houses in the rest of the area..."

Feng Fuxiang was speechless after being tricked by Wan An Ning. After all the talk, he still wanted to build a house on the ditch!

He sighed, with a bit of helplessness: "Then tell me, why do you have to build a few houses on the ditch? What are they used for?"

"Didn't my fifth uncle just say that people from all over the village would come to the factory to look at the furniture? I thought, let's build a few houses on the ditch next to it, level with the national highway above, and then put our furniture inside. Then, if anyone wants to see it in the future, they don't have to go to the factory to disturb the craftsmen from working, they can just look at it here."

Feng Fuxiang thought about it and thought that this was indeed a good idea. He looked down.

The ditch under the national highway is not wide, only about five meters. The deepest part of the ditch is about four or five meters away from the national highway and about two meters away from the foundation of the furniture factory...

Feng Fuxiang gestured a few times and finally said, "Your idea is not bad. When the time comes, we can just raise the wall of the furniture factory a little higher and put up a few prefabricated panels. It's not impossible..."

Wan An Ning blinked: "Didn't Fifth Uncle just say that the prefabricated panels were not strong?"

Feng Fuxiang glared at him and said, "It's so expensive to use reinforced concrete. The house has never been damaged by a tractor. Okay, leave it to me. I know how to do it!"

Wan An Ning thought about it and felt that what Feng Fuxiang said made sense, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll leave this matter to Uncle Wu to handle. However, you can use prefabricated panels inside the house, but the foundation must be solid."

"I know. You don't need to tell me this. Everybody who builds a house has to lay a solid foundation first!"

There was nothing going on at the Jianqun Furniture Factory, so An Ning decided to go to her fourth uncle's house to check on the situation.

Feng Fuxiang went to the factory to make some arrangements, and then followed Wan An Ning to the village: "I'm going to go to the secretary's house first. I have to inform him about the bridge repair, and I also need his permission to build a house on the ditch..."

After entering the village, the two separated.

Wan An Ning went to his fourth uncle Feng Fulai's house. As soon as he entered the alley, he heard a noisy sound. The loudspeaker of the brigade, which they had borrowed and hung on a big tree in the yard, was playing cheerful and festive songs...

Several young men who got along well with Feng Xiangyang were busy chatting and laughing. Some were busy setting up a shed, some were busy putting up pots and stoves, and some were busy borrowing tables, chairs and benches...

When Wan An Ning came in, someone who knew her saw her and couldn't help but shout, "Wan, Wan An Ning!"

The people in the yard stopped laughing for a moment, and many pairs of eyes looked at Wan An Ning.

Wan An Ning waved to them and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"No, it's not hard."

"It's only right to help each other!"

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Feng Xiangyang, who was fiddling with tapes in the house, heard the noise in the yard. He stuck his head out and saw that it was Wan An Ning coming over. He quickly put down what he was doing and ran out.

"An An, you're here!"

"Well, I went to the furniture factory, so I came a little late."

"It's not too late. You can go inside and take a rest first. We'll set up the stove and cook noodles later..."

Wan An Ning followed Feng Xiangyang into the house. Looking at the newly decorated room, she couldn't help but nodded: "Brother Xiangyang, the new house is decorated very beautifully!"

Feng Xiangyang smiled innocently: "It's just so-so."

On the desk in front of the window, there was a rectangular tape recorder, taking up half of the desk.

Seeing Wan An Ning's eyes fall on the tape recorder, Xiang Yang reached out to turn off the recorder, took out the tape inside, and the loud speaker outside immediately stopped playing.

"This is a tape I brought back from S City. It contains many great songs. An An, take a look at these songs. I'll play any song you want to hear."

Wan An Ning took the tape and looked at the song titles written on it, all of which were classic old songs. He returned the tape to Feng Xiangyang.

"I think these all sound pretty good, just play them."

Feng Xiangyang put the tape back into the recorder, pressed the switch, and the music that had just been played rang out again from the speaker...

Just at this moment, a cry of surprise was heard in the yard.

Wan An Ning and Feng Xiangyang couldn't help but go out to check the situation. As soon as they walked out of the door, they saw a sturdy middle-aged man with an oilcloth on his body and a pig on his shoulder walking in...

The people who were helping in the yard quickly carried a table over. The strong man shrugged slightly and put a piece of pork on the table.

"Xiangyang, you are amazing! You even bought some pork to marry your wife!"

Feng Xiangyang smiled, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the sturdy man: "You are wrong, Xiangyang didn't buy a piece of pork, he bought a whole pig, and I will send the other one over right away!"

He said the last sentence to Feng Xiangyang. Without waiting for anyone's reaction, he turned around and left the yard to look at another piece of pork.

In the main room, Feng Xiangkun sat at the desk in front of the window, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, turning them gently.

He looked like he was reading a book, but actually his attention was always on the yard.

When Wan An Ning came in, he raised his eyelids slightly, thinking of what his parents said, that Wan An Ning sent a TV to the family because he wanted to curry favor with him. He immediately sat up straight, waiting for Wan An Ning to come and talk to him.

Unexpectedly, Wan An Ning followed Feng Xiangyang directly into the house. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but finally thought that it was probably because Feng Xiangyang didn't tell An Ning that he was back.

He was thinking about whether he should go out first, let Wan An Ning see that he was at home, and then come over to talk to him.

Unexpectedly, before he could go out, the village butcher came to deliver meat. When he saw a whole side of pork, he felt a little blocked in his heart. He thought Feng Xiangyang was too extravagant. It was just a wedding, why did he need to buy so much meat?

Before he could finish his sigh, he heard the butcher say that Feng Xiangyang actually ordered a whole pig!

Feng Xiangkun was so anxious that he almost jumped up!

For Feng Xiangkun, every penny Feng Xiangyang spent on his wedding made him heartbroken!

If this money is not spent on Feng Xiangyang, it will definitely be spent on him later.

He had just been assigned a job and would have many places to spend money in the future. He really couldn't bear to see Feng Xiangyang spending his money so lavishly!

Feng Xiangkun clenched his fists again and again, trying to hold back, but in the end he couldn't hold back any longer, slammed the table, stood up and walked out...