We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Today, the Sanlie Construction Team is well-known far and wide, and the number of people has increased from seven or eight at the beginning to more than thirty people now, all of whom are fellow villagers from Sanlie Village.

Old Man Wen is a nostalgic person and always brings his fellow villagers with him whenever he does anything.

"Originally, I didn't have time to come, but the county seems to be planning to build a building and is waiting for some design drawings." Father Wen sighed, "They said they hired someone from Shanghai to draw it, and our team can only start after the design is ready, so I've been free lately."

Father Wen paused, glanced at Wen Qin and Jie Mingxia, and then scanned the clean and tidy house, as well as the so-called electrical appliances in the house that he actually didn't understand at all, all kinds of this and that. Knowing that his daughter and son-in-law were doing well now, he suddenly became eager to go back.

"How about you two help me see if there are any train tickets going back today? Your second brother and I will go back right away."

"Ah?" Except for him, the other three people were a little surprised.

"What? Dad, you're leaving on your first day here. This is a slap in the face of your daughter." Wen Qin immediately disagreed, "If the elder sisters knew, they would think that I couldn't stand you and drove you away."

Xie Mingxia also looked disapproving: "I have reserved a room for you in the guesthouse."

Wen Jiang also looked reluctant. The last time he sent his sister to the capital, there was a large group of people following him, and he had to accommodate the two girls' poor physical strength, so he didn't have much fun.

The most important thing was that I was afraid that my sister would have a hard time living in the capital, so she was hesitant to spend money and didn’t buy everything she wanted.

Now it seems that my sister and the others no longer need me to support them, and I have saved a lot of money in the past two years. Wen Jiang's mind became active.

But before he even started taking action, his father said he wanted to go back.

Father Wen was reluctant to scold his daughter and son-in-law, but he was very rude to his son: "What's with that expression? Are you still not happy?"

Wen Jiang's face froze, and he subconsciously stood behind his sister: "I haven't seen my sister for so many years, can't you stay for two more days?"

Father Wen was about to hit him, but just as he raised his hand, Wen Qin hugged him and said, "Second brother is right, Dad, don't you miss me at all? I finally came here, but you didn't even give me a chance to show my filial piety to you."

A hint of hesitation appeared on Old Man Wen's face.

He was indeed concerned about the family affairs, but he also really wanted to see his precious daughter: "Then stay for a few days?"

There was some uncertainty in his tone, but Wen Jiang could not help but cheer. Then he quickly took advantage of the murderous look of Old Man Wen, but still exchanged glances with Wen Qin.

"Just stay for two days. But forget about the guesthouse you just mentioned. Your second brother and I can just sleep on the floor here. Don't waste the money." Old Man Wen looked at his son-in-law with disapproval.

Xie Mingxia and Wen Jiang did the same thing. They stood behind their wives, and their meaning was obvious: "Talk to your daughter yourself."

Wen Qin immediately followed up: "It doesn't cost much to stay in a guesthouse for a day. Dad, you rarely come here, and I'll make you sleep on the floor. If you don't want to stay in the guesthouse, how about this, you sleep in our room. Jie Mingxia and I will sleep on the floor here?"

Father Wen immediately disagreed: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Then he hesitated for a while, "Then your second brother and I will pay for the guesthouse ourselves."

Wen Qin directly pulled the man up and walked out: "Oh, my dear father! Don't always think about saving money for your daughter. Your daughter doesn't lack money for anything now."

"You're talking nonsense again!" Old Man Wen was eventually dragged out of the door by his daughter.

Of course, Xiao Quan had just booked the guesthouse, and people around were already eyeing it.

Since this person tricked Father Wen into coming to the capital, he must have a backup plan.

Jiangcheng has also increased its manpower, and the person in charge there is said to have almost shot himself in shame and anger.

The guesthouse was not far from Wen Qin's home, so Xiao Quan drove the car directly over. Old Man Wen sat stiffly in the back seat. On his left was Wen He, who was touching things here and there excitedly like a monkey, and on his right was Wen Qin, who was looking at him with a smile.

"My daughter, is this, is this really the car assigned to you by the organization?" Old Man Wen had never ridden in a car in his life and felt very embarrassed.

The back seat was spacious enough for the three of them, and the car drove smoothly on the street. They didn't feel any bumps. The trunk could hold a lot of things. It was fast. It even had a driver.

"My girl, what a great achievement you have made."

"Keep it secret." Wen Qin leaned close to Old Man Wen's ear and said mysteriously, "Ming Xia and I have both signed a confidentiality agreement."

When he heard that it was confidential, Old Man Wen immediately sat down and stopped asking questions.

The car quickly arrived at the guesthouse, and Old Man Wen was a little clumsy when getting out of the car.

From the outside, the guesthouse is just an ordinary two-story building. The rooms are simple and clean standard rooms.

When checking in at the front desk, Mr. Wen asked about the room rate. When he found out it was several dollars a day, he immediately became unhappy.

"Isn't it a waste for two of us to live in one room?" Old Man Wen pulled Wen Qin aside.

"Dad, you weren't such a mean person before." Wen Qin was also a little annoyed, "Can't you let your daughter honor you for once?"

Seeing that his daughter was really annoyed, Father Wen stopped nagging and went back to his room with his luggage.

When they got to the room, because there was a separate bathroom, Mr. Wen kept saying it was such a waste.

This time even Xie Mingxia looked unhappy.

Old Man Wen finally behaved himself.

As for the later arrangement of dinner for the father and son, he simply turned his head with a blank face and pretended not to see it, otherwise his heart would have bled.

Wen Qin felt a little strange. In her heart, her father was not the kind of person who would haggle over every penny. In front of her, he never calculated how much he spent.

"You lost money in business? You told me the good news but not the bad news?" Wen Qin asked Wen Jiang, pulling him aside. "Did you run into some trouble at home but didn't tell me?"

Wen Jiang was speechless for a moment: "Dad has been this stingy since he was a child." Then Wen Jiang thought for a moment and added, "Except in front of you, Dad has always been this stingy in front of others. He is stingy with others and even more stingy with himself."

Wen Qin felt a little upset. She had never counted the money she spent from her father before. In her memory, her father was a generous spender who never haggled over every penny.

Suddenly, something in my heart was overturned, and it seemed that something else was also overturned.

It can be said that it is a mixed feeling.

"Hey, sister, don't cry, what if dad thinks I bullied you and beats me up?"

Wen Qin put away her bitterness and pushed Wen Jiang: "What nonsense are you talking about."