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"Lin Qingqian!" Song Qingyue plunged into her arms, rubbing his head against her neck, and said in a cheerful and happy tone, "You're here!"

Lin Qingqian didn't say anything, but hugged the person in her arms a little tighter.

Suddenly, a sharp knife pierced her heart, splashing blood all over the face of the person in her arms.

No pain.

Lin Qingqian lowered her head, looked at Song Qingyue with a sweet smile and the sharp knife in her hand with a smile, and said softly, "I know this is a dream."

"How do you know?" Song Qingyue raised his eyebrows.His expression was not like the child she was familiar with, and his tone and demeanor even made Lin Qingqian seem to see another self in a trance.

She silently rested her chin on top of her head, feeling Song Qingyue's soft and soft hair, and gently wiped away the blood on her face with her fingertips.

"There is a noisy guy who is not floating in the sky. He probably hasn't woken up yet. I will introduce you to him another day."

Song Qingyue stared, "You must be crazy."

Lin Qingqian pinched her earlobe lovingly, did not answer, but bid farewell softly, "I should go, after all, she is waiting for me in reality."

She let go of Song Qingyue's hand and stepped back step by step. The blood-stained sharp knife slowly slipped out from her chest, staining the white transparent shirt with a red mark.

"See you later." Lin Qing said goodbye with a smile and closed her eyes.

Open it again, and in front of you is the familiar ceiling.She stood up and touched the pillow.

One piece was drenched with tears.

"It seems that I'm not as calm as I thought." Lin Qing smiled and shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The white belly was turned out of the window, she washed and made breakfast, everything was as usual.

Pa, a sleepy-eyed number two appeared behind him, muttering, "Why are you up so early? Can't sleep?"

"I'm dreaming again." Lin Qingqian mumbled with a piece of bread in his mouth while checking his luggage.

"Hey, how come?" Number two floated in front of her curiously, looking her up and down, "Didn't you stop dreaming since I could float out?"

Lin Qing sighed, "Probably because I was too flustered."

Day and night dream.

No. [-] nodded, then floated around Lin Qing again, muttering, "But I think your mental state is okay."

"Well, it's just an ordinary nightmare." Lin Qingqian checked the documents planned and printed last night for the last time, put them in the briefcase, and then put them in the suitcase.

"I'll see your little one soon! Excited or not!" "..." Lin Qingqian recalled the dream just now, feeling excited and flustered.

She took a deep breath and touched the position of the briefcase in the suitcase.

"Hope, it won't work."

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Lin Qingqian ordered the driver to stop and wait at the school gate.

"Lin Qingqian!" The car door was opened, and Song Qingyue plunged into Lin Qingqian's arms, rubbing his head against her neck, coquettishly, "I miss you so much."

Lin Qingqian blinked her eyes, feeling the same movement.

A little familiar.

"Qingyue, you don't have a knife with you, the sharp one."

Song Qingyue looked up in a daze, "What?"

"It's nothing," Lin Qingqian quickly changed her words, and smiled at the two girls who "escorted" Song Qingyue outside the car door, "Hello."

"Mr. Xiao Lin," Mao Banxue smiled at Lin Qing cautiously, nodded, and then pulled her star-eyed face full of "I'm knocked!" Leng Lan went to the car behind with an expression.

The car door was closed and the baffle was lowered, Song Qingyue pressed Lin Qingqian's cool lips with some urgency.

Lin Qingqian pressed her lips with her fingertips, not letting her approach, Song Qingyue looked at her aggrievedly, and opened her lips to hold her fingers.

"Hiss," Lin Qingqian gasped, feeling her fingertips were surrounded by warmth and moisture, and Song Qingyue's small teeth were still gently grinding her fingertips, numbness and itchiness spread from the fingers to the whole body.She couldn't help but tighten her arms around the person in her arms, and complained, "Does it belong to a dog?"

In exchange for Song Qingyue's heavy grinding, he reluctantly let go of her fingers.

"Why don't you give me a kiss? It was okay last time." Song Qingyue laid his head on Lin Qingqian's chest, listening to the dull and steady heartbeat.

Lin Qingqian laughed, but a large part of the tension in her heart was relieved by Song Qingyue's reaction.She pinched Song Qingyue's earlobe and rubbed it, and said softly, "Let me ask you, did you have any grudges against me again about the incident a few days ago?"

She sent a message to ask Song Qingyue to conceal the truth.

As smart as Song Qingyue, seeing the trending searches on Weibo, combined with these, he should be able to guess the actual situation with a good degree of accuracy.

She looked at Song Qingyue's face with a sluggish expression, and lifted the boulder in her heart again, and stopped making small gestures of intimacy with her hands. She honestly put it by her side and pressed against the seam of her trousers, lowered her head and waited to be scolded, as well-behaved as a pupils.

Song Qingyue pursed her lips, looked at Lin Qingqian who looked a little aggrieved although her expression didn't change, sighed, raised her chin, found her lips, and kissed her.

Lin Qingqian's lips carried a slight chill, but were as soft as clouds.She carefully traced her lip shape, took her lower lip and sucked it, making a slight sound of water.When Song Qingyue was dissatisfied and just fumbled outside the pass, her offensive became a bit more violent, knocking on the pass and attacking the city.

Lin Qingqian couldn't bear it any longer, she clasped the back of Song Qingyue's head with one hand, turning her back on the guest, and deepened the kiss; the other hand clasped around her waist slowly slipped into the coat, and through a T-shirt, it was on the child's waist. parade.

Song Qingyue trembled all over, limp in Lin Qingqian's arms, occasionally opened his eyes with misty watery light, and whimpered as a small beast.

No. [-] rushed into Lin Qingqian's consciousness with a whoosh, shrunk into a ball, covered her ears and closed her eyes, and murmured, "I can't hear you if you are yours."

Lin Qingqian laughed and left Song Qingyue's lips.

Even if she didn't mind the existence of No. [-], she wouldn't just come and go in the car—although she wanted to.

What's more, she minds very much.

Song Qingyue took a breath, rubbing Lin Qingqian's eyebrows with his fingers, and said softly, "Do you know my answer?"

Lin Qingqian was silent, her arms tightly wrapped around Song Qingyue's waist, so strong that Song Qingyue suspected that she was going to cut off her waist.

"I can't find a solution to the question, I will look at your answer," she said in a gentle tone, "You are the most important, no matter what you choose, you are the most important, this is not a difficult question conclusion."

Lin Qing lowered her eyes.

Song Qingyue has already given her answer.

She suddenly had a very ridiculous metaphor in her mind - Song Qingyue was like a big bad wolf who answered the right question outside the door, if he wanted to come in and eat his little white rabbit at any time, it depended on whether he would open the door for her.

She... really wants to open the door for Song Qingyue.

All worries, all secrets, want to be opened to Song Qingyue.

"Qingyue, you know, Mom's side..." She hesitated, wanting to talk about the thing she was most worried about and most imminent.

"Well, what's the matter, Mom?" Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian's rare hesitation and weakness, and looked a little more serious.

"Mom...it's okay." Lin Qingqian still closed the door that was ajar, her expression quickly changed, "Hey, forget it, let her solve it by herself, it's not a big deal."

lie.

Song Qingyue realized that something was wrong with Lin Qingqian, but he didn't delve into it. He just kept the matter in his heart and put a question mark on it.

"Let's take a look at the map." Lin Qingqian changed the subject, put her arm around Song Qingyue and touched a tablet from the side with the other, "Your hometown, let me see, ah, is it right here?"

Song Qingyue tilted his head to look, nodded, and kissed Lin Qingqian again, "The preparations are well done."

Lin Qing smiled slightly, changed to a more comfortable position, half-lyed down, let Song Qingyue lay on top of her, and scratched the bridge of her nose, "I said, I have prepared a surprise for you, just go and see it." knew."

Song Qingyue lay lazily, "Is that why Director Li Bing followed?"

"One of them." Lin Qingqian nodded.

A small designated poverty alleviation village is not enough for the two core directors of the Lin family to visit in person. Lin Qingqian is because she is with Song Qingyue, and Li Bing... Lin Qingqian guessed that it was probably some arrangement made by Lin Zhiyin.

"By the way, there is another very interesting thing." Lin Qingqian zoomed out on the map, "Look, your home is quite close to Wanfo Mountain."

"If we have time, we can visit Aunt Zeqing." She rubbed Song Qingyue's face, "When I take over the Lin family, after Mom retires, maybe there will be another person in the family?"

She touched the piece of warm jade around her neck, and thought of that thrilling moment again.

Even now, thinking about it is a little scary.

"Sure, we haven't seen a real person yet." Song Qingyue nodded, with a narrow smile on his lips, "I want to see what kind of woman Mom can never forget."

"Tch, I don't think there are any of these." Lin Qing smiled, and his eyes lit up with interest.

The elders' gossip is really delicious.

"We can still be with Xie Wenting and Xie Wengu." Song Qingyue sat up supporting Lin Qingqian's shoulders and stretched, "They will also go to Wanfo Mountain to visit Aunt Zeqing soon."

"Ah?" Lin Qingqian blinked, "Why didn't Wen Ting tell me?"

They just called yesterday.

"Probably because I was afraid that you would tell Mom," Song Qingyue shrugged, "Xie Wenting said that he would go back to see her every year."

Lin Qingqian pondered for a while, "Does he bring Xie Wengu with him every year?"

"Ah, no way?"

"Then why did you bring it this year?"

The two looked at each other.

"No way!"

in unison.

"They are brothers!"

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Xie Wengu sneezed violently and rubbed his nose strangely, "It's summer, how could I catch a cold?"

Xie Wenting tried his best to stuff a thin down jacket into his suitcase, "It's very cold on the mountain, you take it with you, it's another matter whether you wear it or not, and also," he lacked exercise, and he was out of breath after a few pushes with Xie Wengu , pierced his waist and said, "Why did you come with me?" Xie Wengu smiled innocently, "Isn't this why I heard that Qingqian and Qingyue are nearby? They probably will come to Wanfo Mountain, so I can tap cp by the way!" He Rubbing his paws excitedly, "It's been a long time since I saw them together, and there's also the love-hate relationship between Aunt Zeqing and Aunt Zhiyin! If they come, Auntie Qing must remember the past , I can hear the story of that year!"

Elder's melon, sweet and delicious.

Xie Wenting pursed his lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he couldn't tell what he was feeling.

There was a wonderful mixture of a little bit of relief and a little bit of anger.

"That's good," he muttered, "I thought you had something wrong with me."

"What?" Xie Wengu really didn't hear clearly.

"It's okay." He poked Xie Wengu's head, "I know you are green every day, and I don't see you caring so much about other people."

"Ah, yes," Xie Wengu pushed Xie Wenting's hand away, confidently, "I finally know what my feelings for Qingqian are!"

"Huh? You said."

"Chasing stars!"

"..." Xie Wenting couldn't help wondering again if something went wrong when he was teaching people, why he was able to teach such an idiot.

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"Mom keeps talking about my gas consumption." Lin Qingqian poured drinks for them and sat around the table.

Li Bing didn't join them and took a step first.

Slight noises are absorbed by the top-notch sound insulation materials in sevens and eights, and it is as smooth as land.

Lin Qingqian was sitting in Lin Zhiyin's Bombardier 6000. She first rushed from S City to Shanghai Stock Market, picked up Song Qingyue and her two roommates, and then went to the Sichuan-Chongqing area near the border.

After Lin Zhiyin learned of Lin Qingqian's flight plan, she was heartbroken, "It's not that you just pay for the gas and go through all this hassle!"

Song Qingyue rested her head on Lin Qingqian's shoulder, and her hand was sipping the drink while playing with Lin Qingqian's other hand. She pinched her fingertips, rubbed them, and then slowly separated them. So gradually clasping fingers together.He said lazily, "Actually, we can come to S City to find you first, so we don't need to go around in such a big circle. Anyway, I haven't had any activities for half a year, so I'm confused."

"That's not good," Lin Qingqian said solemnly, "How can I have the heart to let you make such a long trip."

The two looked at each other, the corners of Song Qingyue's lips curled up, his little head slipped into Lin Qingqian's arms, and found a more comfortable position, the exposed tips of his ears were reddish, and his heart burned.

"Wow!" Leng Lan cried bitterly and hugged Mao Banxue tightly, "Maomao, I'm done!"

Mao Banxue pushed her away silently, "Hi'er."

Lin Qingqian's ears turned red, and she lifted Song Qingyue, who had no bones, and put it aside, ignoring the distant look in Song Qingyue's eyes, and asked the two of them pretending to be serious, "Seriously, do you know why Qingyue settled in that place?" ?"

Leng Lan nodded, "Qingyue told us that it's her hometown."

"But...?" Leng Lan was a little confused.

Song Qingyue has never talked about his life experience in any programs or interviews, and the household registration in the summary of various personal information is also in S City.

Having been classmates for almost a year, both Leng Lan and Mao Banxue's mothers have visited several times, but Song Qingyue's family has never appeared.

"What is the relationship between you two?"

Lin Qingqian was taken aback, then coughed lightly, "This is a long story." She looked at Song Qingyue, who blushed and nodded, "Tell me, they won't reveal it."

Lin Qingqian pondered for a while, and then said something like thunder on the ground, which scared the two of them half to death, "Qingyue and I were on the same household registration book when we were young."

Their eyes widened and they looked at each other.

orthopedics?

Mao Banxue saw the burning soul of gossip in her own eyes from Leng Lan's suddenly lit eyes.

"It doesn't count, because when we were together, they were no longer on the same household registration book." Lin Qingqian rationalized his thoughts, "Well, let's put it this way, my aunt and adoptive mother's physical marriage partner is Qingyue's father."

The two seemed to have heard a shocking secret, and they were so shocked that they did not speak for a long time.After a while, Mao Banxue muttered to himself, "Your circle is really chaotic."

"Then you both saw each other when you were young?" Leng Lan looked curiously at Song Qingyue, then at Lin Qingqian.

"No." The two said in unison, denying it.

Song Qingyue patted Lin Qingqian's shoulder complainingly, "Let me tell you Lin Qingqian, I finally figured it out, you were crazy when you were young, and when you were nice to me, you were so nice, gentle and cute, but sometimes You are also very indifferent and violent, and the latter is a bit more, so sometimes I think you are sick when you are gentle, Xiaoben remembers it clearly."

"You'll be the next one, that's how it will be." Song Qingyue shrugged.

Lin Qingqian opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she heard No. [-]'s urgent voice, "Say it again?"

"That's my upbringing restraining me, okay?" Lin Qingqian's heart moved, but she didn't ask the question according to number two.

"You rarely do things beyond your upbringing," Song Qingyue explained, "but it's just different. Lin Qingqian who gave me the little silver bracelet and Lin Qingqian who threw away the giraffe are completely two people, okay?"

"But you look different in front of Mom and Aunt Zhang, smart, sharp but obedient." Song Qingyue lowered his head and grabbed the corner of her clothes, "How could I compare with you at that time? "

"Anyway, she is crazy. People love and hate to death. When they were in love, there was a filter. I thought she was good before, but now she is so enthusiastic. Looking back, she was really crazy at that time."

Lin Qingqian listened to No. [-] who mumbled "crazy" repeatedly, and her heart moved, but she didn't show it on her face.

His eyes darkened, he grabbed the child by the back collar, threw it into his arms, and clasped it, "What's the enthusiasm?"

Song Qingyue stared at her, relying on Leng Lan and Mao Banxue behind her, she couldn't see her lips, and mouthed:

Lin Qingqian, you can't!

There was some resentment in her eyes.

Lin Qingqian blushed, cursed number two in her heart, coughed lightly, let go of Song Qingyue, looked at the two beautiful single dogs who were hugging and hiccupping, and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"By the way, Boss Xiaolin," Leng Lan let go of Mao Banxue who pushed her, cleared her throat, and became serious on her face, "As Qingyue's roommate and good friend, I think I have to say something. sentence."

Lin Qingqian was taken aback, and looked at Song Qingyue blankly, but saw the same blank child blinking his eyes.

"I might be a little offended," Leng Lan took a deep breath, "Can you treat Qing better?"

Song Qingyue stood up suddenly, anxious and annoyed, "Leng Lan, what are you talking about!"

Mao Banxue was also in a hurry, unable to hold Leng Lan back, wanted to cover her mouth, but Leng Lan threw her hand away, "I don't know what happened to you two, but well, I sleep late, I can often hear Qingyue say daydream."

"Calling your name."

Song Qingyue was taken aback, touched his lips, "Do I have it?"

Leng Lan took out her mobile phone, "I recorded it, do you want to listen?"

"Hey, it's just been a long time since I missed her." Song Qingyue looked at her complainingly, then raised his eyes to look at Lin Qingqian's expression, as if to make sure if she was angry, and frantically made love, "We always Isn’t it very common to gather less and disperse more?”

Leng Lan didn't know where the courage came from, and pressed a recording saved in the phone under the prompt of Song Qingyue's crazy eyes.

A thin sobbing sound came from the phone.

"Oh, Lin Qingqian, you bastard, why...?"

A long series of ramblings, only this sentence can be heard clearly.

Leng Lan looked at Lin Qingqian's moved expression and Song Qingyue's surprised face, and said softly, "You, treat Qingyue well."

Song Qingyue bit her lower lip uneasily, before being pulled into her arms by Lin Qingqian.

With a gentle and indulgent smile, the woman whispered in her ear, "It's okay, I'm not angry." Then she looked at Leng Lan, who was pursing her lips tightly, but her calves were trembling, "Don't worry, I will Treat her well."

Lin Qingqian held Song Qingyue's hand, and suddenly made a decision in her heart. Hidden under the skin of a gentle smile, it was an indomitable determination and drive.

Leng Lan nodded solemnly, then let out a sigh of relief, crying and shrunk into Mao Banxue's arms, "Maomao! I'm promising! I'm at the peak of my life!"

Mao Banxue sat a little further away angrily, "Yes, you are promising! Dare to shake my hand and show my face!"

Leng Lan suddenly panicked like a mouse after seeing a cat, and carefully grabbed the corner of Mao Banxue's clothes, "I was wrong, don't ignore me."

Lin Qingqian looked at Qingyue's two roommates with a smile on her lips.

"Lin Qingqian, what Leng Lan said, don't worry about it." Song Qingyue said softly, not looking at Lin Qingqian, but staring at Leng Lan who was regaining Mao Banxue's "favor", "I thought about it For a long time, I didn't understand."

She lowered her head, "What you did at that time was the best way."

Lin Qingqian was taken aback, looked at her depressed side face, sighed, touched her head, "I'm sorry too."

She still remembers that broken photo with the seal Song Qingyue carved for herself.

"You haven't solved it either?" She looked at Song Qingyue who was depressed, and she didn't know why she was also depressed. "Hey, it's really hard for you."

How can one person solve that kind of problem?

Not even if she is the main character.

In Lin Qingqian's heart, the sadness that she was about to lose something suddenly rose again. She raised her head and looked blankly at No. [-], who was still muttering "crazy" to herself, who seemed to be unaffected at all. Sigh heavily.

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"What are you going to teach?" Lin Qingqian helped Song Qingyue carry the box and walked on the rugged mountain road.

She has eaten well recently, her physical fitness has returned, and she doesn't have to work hard to carry a bag and a suitcase.

Song Qingyue was only a little worse than her, and said pantingly, "The principal said that we can teach music and art. As for sports... The principal tactfully said that our physical fitness may not be as good as that of the young children, and there are still some qualities. We can also take the course." Lin Qingqian looked back at them, "Why are you also a top student in Shanghai Finance, why, you are not allowed to teach mathematics and English?"

Song Qingyue supported his knees, looked back at Mao Banxue, who could hardly walk, and Leng Lan, who was carrying Mao Banxue, and stretched out his hand, "The principal said, they have a teacher who teaches these things, and that teacher is stubborn, no Don't worry, let us teach."

Lin Qingqian laughed, "What kind of teacher is this, let me tell him."

"Hey, he has his teaching schedule."

"Boss Lin! We're late!" Li Bing from afar came over with a group of people, "It's a little late, why didn't you wait for yourself at the bottom and come up."

"Idle is idle, let's exercise by the way, look at those two children who are panting, their physical fitness is too poor." Lin Qingqian looked up and down Li Bing who was wearing a peasant woman's calico shirt, and said with a smile, "Why are you dressed like this? "

"Don't dress too formally here." Li Bing seemed to have less chill on his face, and smiled heartily, "Do as the Romans do, if you dress like you are in S City, the villagers will not dump you."

Song Qingyue translated for the two children thoughtfully, "I just don't care about what you mean."

The person brought down by Li Bing took the luggage for several people.Lin Qingqian turned around and introduced, "This is Li Bing, who is also Lin's director."

Except for Song Qingyue, the two suddenly called Li Dong awkwardly.

"You don't need to be so restrained," Li Bing smiled again for the first time, "Just call me Aunt Li."

"Aunt Li." The two looked at each other and called honestly.

"Lin Qingqian, why are there so many people from the Lin family here?" Song Qingyue looked at the busy crowd curiously.

Lin Qing smiled and looked at Li Dong mysteriously.

Li Bing explained with a smile, "Miss Yue, in order to show his attitude, Mrs. Lin planned to help a poor village. Mr. Lin and Mr. Lin chose this place despite all the arguments."

Song Qingyue stared blankly at the smiling Lin Qingqian, his eyes gradually moistened.

"The conditions here are actually very bad. In Dashangou, close to the border, there is no economic income except farming, and there is basically no access, just the one under our feet. Although the water and electricity are connected, the voltage is not stable. We are planning. , and see how to improve their hardware or move them as a whole." Lin Qingqian added gently.

Song Qingyue threw himself into Lin Qingqian's arms, sobbing.

"However, Mr. Lin, here, uh... the folk customs are more sturdy." Li Bing considered his words.

"What kind of tough method?" Lin Qingqian asked curiously as she looked at Song Qingyue whose expression suddenly became unnatural.

The angry cursing suddenly came from a distance, and it could be heard clearly from a long distance away.

"Ha Mapi, you bastard, I thought I got it. I see that I will clean up your son today, fried pork with bamboo shoots, and swollen the ditches for you! You and I are still messing with each other, don't you Your doll is screaming, your doll doesn’t know that the pot is poured with iron!”[1]

A burly man was lifting a bare-bottomed kid, roaring angrily.

"Probably so." Li Bing shrugged.

Lin Qingqian looked at Song Qingyue hesitantly.

"He's talking..." Song Qingyue's lips trembled, but he gave up on translating, "The kid lied to him, he's swearing."

Behind Leng Lanmao Banxue trembled.

"Guawazi." The man spat heavily, left the dirty little kid behind, turned his head, and saw Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue, their eyes were bright, and they approached them flatteringly, speaking Mandarin with a strong accent, " The girl looks so good, what are you doing here?"

Li Bing stepped forward, "This is our President Lin."

"You young man?" The man was startled, and hurriedly nodded and bowed, "Thank you, boss."

"Then...how many?" He looked at the younger Song Qingyue, Leng Lan and Mao Banxue, even more elusive.

Song Qingyue stepped forward, "We are here to teach, where is the village chief?"

The man slapped his head, "Look at my pig head, I can forget everything I have explained."

He yelled behind him, "Old man! Teacher is here!"

He smiled and shook the back of his head, "The village head is my old man, I will take you there."

Leng Lan moved closer to Song Qingyue, and asked cautiously, "Is this husband and wife?"

Song Qingyue shook his body, "The old man is called Dad."

"Oh oh oh!" Leng Lan hurriedly agreed, and then looked at the burly man who was swearing wildly before, her throat rolled slightly, "Is this the son of the village chief?"

"should be."

Leng Lan and Mao Banxue looked at each other, and suddenly felt that this week's teaching time might be quite long.

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The village chief's Mandarin is not bad, and he nodded cautiously at Lin Qingqian, who looked like a rich kid, "You just live with the bosses, and I will arrange a single room for you? Our place is poor, don't mind. "

Lin Qing nodded and comforted the old village chief with a smile, "It's okay, I'm here to solve the problem, so I won't be spoiled."

Song Qingyue came in from the door suddenly, and called out the old village chief's name in surprise, "Uncle Peng?"

The village chief rubbed his eyes and widened his eyes, "Song Caihua's baby?"

"It's me!" Song Qingyue jumped in front of the village head, "Lend me a few people for a while, I live in my mother's house." She grabbed Lin Qingqian, "Let's go with her. "

The old village head was stunned, obviously not knowing what happened.

"Her surname is Lin, and she is the daughter of the woman who sent me here to attend the funeral."

"Oh oh oh!" The old village head understood, and his smile on Lin Qingqian became more real in an instant, "Then you live in the baby's house! Although there are not many things in their house, it is still spacious."

At this time, a burly man walked in shortly, shouting, "Old man, Uncle Wang insists that Li Sanquan stole his chicken, you go and have a look."

"Well, they don't get along with each other." The old village chief slapped his head, "That's right, bring a few people to clean up the house for your Madam Song's son."

The burly man blinked, scanned the group of people, and finally focused on Song Qingyue.

"This female doll is Madam Song's baby?"

"Well."

The burly man suddenly showed a naive smile, and gestured, "When you came back in the past, you only made a loud noise, so I didn't recognize you." He looked at Song Qingyue with a little love in his eyes, "I'll take you there."

Lin Qingqian wanted to pick up something, but was carried away by the strong man with his hands on his shoulders, so the group of people followed in a hurry.

"Are you married?" The burly man smiled heartily.

Song Qingyue blushed and looked at Lin Qingqian.

A marriage proposal was proposed, but so many things happened.

"not yet."

The burly man stood up in an instant, and said proudly, "I have two of my babies, they are very tough and resistant to beating."

"Is that what you said just now?"

"That's right, that baby poured out all the wine I made, and I won't be smooth if I don't have a beating."

Song Qingyue pursed his lips and smiled.

"Hey, help me out!" the man yelled as he walked, and brought in a few strong men to help Song Qingyue clean up the house.

"Well, do you live together or separately? Actually the bed is pretty big, I guess it's two meters long." Song Qingyue blushed slightly, looked at Leng Lan and Mao Banxue, "I live with Lin Qingqian."

Before Mao Banxue could answer, Leng Lan raised her hand to answer, "Live together!"

As soon as she reached the edge of her mouth, the words stopped again. She took a deep look at Leng Lan and nodded, "Then let's go together."

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"The general situation here is like this." Lin Qingqian didn't clean up the house, so naturally she didn't know about the quarrel between Song Qingyue's two roommates. She listened to Li Bing's report with lowered eyebrows, and rubbed the center of her brows.

"So the best solution now is to move to Shanding County?"

"Yes," Li Bing nodded, "There is only the most basic water and electricity here, and there is nothing else. Instead of spending a lot of money on repairing bridges, roads, installing TVs and setting up the Internet, it is better to move to the county as a whole, and spend less money. They live The quality has also improved rapidly.”

Lin Qing frowned slightly, "Have you negotiated with the village?"

"Not yet." Li Bing shook his head, "I plan to talk about it tomorrow."

"What if there are people who are unwilling to relocate? Have you considered it?" Lin Qing looked at the information, "Most young people have left, and most of the age composition is left-behind elderly and children, and they may not be willing to leave. "

Li Bing shook his head regretfully, "Let's understand it with reason and move it with emotion. We have no other way. The manpower, material resources and relocation required to completely build this village are not at the same order of magnitude. What's more, we not only have to teach You still have to teach people how to fish, and you still stay in the village. There is no economic growth point except farming, but how many acres of land can be cultivated in the mountains?"

Lin Qingqian pondered over the document for a while, then nodded, "Okay, just do as you said."

She closed the document, looked at Li Bing, with a slight smile on her lips, "I still want to know, why did Mom send you here?"

Li Bing pretended not to know, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean? I'm here to assist you in this matter."

Lin Qing raised her lips slightly, "Is there anything you are hiding from me? Mom has no other arrangements and arrangements? The two core directors are really overqualified."

Li Bing bowed his head in silence, as if unable to speak.

"Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to." Lin Qingqian walked out the door, "Let's go."

"Boss Lin," Li Bing hesitated for a while, and stopped her, "Do you know what Director Lin is facing?"

Lin Qingqian turned her head and stared at Li Bing's troubled face.

"Tell me."

The author has something to say: [1]: From Baidu search "Sichuan dialect swearing", the first article, if you are interested, you can translate it yourself, it is not dirty

Wuwuwu, I will definitely not be able to finish it tomorrow, I think I have to write [-] words!