Chapter 174 Fang Lin, who loves to brag

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Thinking like this, Fang Lin's mood improved a lot and he stopped worrying about it.

After the car left the city, it quickly drove off the provincial highway and entered the path leading to Fenghuang Village.

Looking at the brand-new cement road, Fang Baojun was shocked several times and questioned: "Xiao Lin, you pointed the right way, right? Is this really the road to Fenghuang Village?"

Not only him, but also Yang Huilan was also surprised, with disbelief on his face.

As for Fang Ping and Fangyuan, they were both in elementary school when they left, and they still more or less remember the situation in Phoenix Village.

At this time, everyone looked at the road outside a few times in surprise.

Fang Lin smiled and said: "Of course you are right. Didn't I tell my aunt just now that the roads in the village have been repaired and are very easy to walk."

Yang Huilan curled her lips and said, "Is it built by the government?

So what if we just build roads? Staying in the countryside will never make a difference.

With your face facing the loess and your back facing the sky, you won't be able to earn even a few thousand yuan a year.

If you have a headache or fever, you have to ask others for medical expenses, how can you be so embarrassed?"

Fang Lin smiled and said: "Second Aunt, Fenghuang Village is doing very well now. Everyone is making money. Every household can earn at least tens of thousands a year."

"Every household can earn at least tens of thousands a year?" Yang Huilan sneered, as if she had heard something funny.

Fang Baojun also shook his head, thinking that Fang Lin was talking nonsense, and said: "Xiao Lin, you have never done business, so you don't know how hard it is to make money.

Not to mention more than a year, if you want to earn 50,000 yuan, you need a net income of more than 4,000 yuan a month.

What is the situation in Fenghuang Village? How can I not know about your second uncle? It would be great to earn three to five thousand a year."

Yang Huilan said: "Xiao Lin, I see that you have been a soldier for several years, but your real skills have not improved, but your bragging skills are much better.

If it were true, as you said, that people in the village were so profitable, wouldn't your father even be able to pay for your college education?

Will you not even be able to get the money for your mother’s medical treatment?”

Saying that, Yang Huilan glanced at Fang Ping proudly and said, "Fing Ping has passed the second grade of college entrance examination this year, so my aunt can afford to send him to college.

Not only did his aunt send him to college, but she also planned to give him two thousand yuan a month for living expenses.

As a child, it’s time for you to grow up. When you go to college, you might be able to meet someone again, so you don’t have to have money to spend.”

When Fang Ping heard what Yang Huilan said, he removed his eyes from the phone and said to Yang Huilan with a smile: "Thanks, Mom!"

Yang Huilan smiled helpfully and said: "By the way, your sister Tianai is in the same grade as Pingping. She also took the college entrance examination this year, right?

I wonder if Tianai got admitted to the undergraduate program this time?

In fact, it is not bad to take a junior college examination. After all, the teaching resources in rural areas cannot keep up, which is excusable.

However, since the village is so profitable, even if Tianai gets admitted to university, your family will not ask us to borrow tuition fees, right?"

Fang Lin's smile faded a little, and he nodded: "No, aunt, don't worry."

"That's good." Yang Huilan smiled and said, "Today we are here to pay homage to your grandfather and his family, and we will leave in the afternoon.

You can't leave your family business alone. If you don't open it for a day, you will lose a day's money.

Hey, forget it, you don’t understand what I’m telling you, a peasant boy.”

As she spoke, she waved her hands and stopped talking in disinterest.

There were some words that she planned to keep in front of Wang Xiu'e.

The new road leading from Fenghuang Village to the provincial highway is not long. Soon, Fenghuang Village will be in sight.

When you cross the mountain peak, the first thing you see is a magnificent project rising from the ground!

The large-scale theme framework of that project has been released, covering an area of ​​1,000 acres. Although it has not been completely built, it looks like a miniature version of the palace!

Then, there is a green base field in the distance, and several large trucks parked next to the field, loading and unloading fresh vegetables.

To the north, the signboard of Fengyang Winery is also vaguely visible, and on the south hillside, there seem to be people working hard.

This is completely different from the poor and backward Fenghuang Village with a few adobe houses scattered in Fang Baojun's impression!

If you hadn't seen the surrounding mountains that were familiar to you, as well as the stone tablet at the entrance of the village with the three characters "Fenghuang Village" engraved on it.

They once doubted whether this was Phoenix Village after all!

Fang Baojun stepped lightly on the accelerator.

It's like a foreigner suddenly driving outside Xuanwumen in the capital. He is in awe and can't help but slow down the car.

Fang Baojun stared at it with wide eyes and murmured: "Xiao Lin, is this really Phoenix Village?

What was built at that construction site?" xdw8

Fang Lin smiled and replied: "Second uncle, all the old houses were demolished.

The palace was built there, a bit like a courtyard made up of courtyards.

The palace will be built soon, and then every household in the village will be able to get one or two sets."

"Oh!" Fang Baojun responded blankly: "It will cost a lot of money to build this, right?"

Fang Lin said softly: "It won't cost much, just tens of millions.

After all, the land belongs to you, and the builders are all acquaintances.

The bulk of it is the cost of materials and workers.”

Yang Huilan's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know why, but when she heard Fang Lin say it was tens of millions, it seemed as if he said it very easily?

"Is this also funded by the government?" Yang Huilan is a little confused. Even if the government helps the poor, it is enough to build roads, but it will rebuild such luxurious houses for the villagers?

Fang Lin shook his head and said: "It was not the government that funded it, it was built by me, including this new road. I also paid for it.

This road didn’t cost much, just a few million.”

There was a brief silence in the carriage.

Fang Ping and Fangyuan, who had never looked at Fang Lin before, looked at him blankly.

Yang Huilan's mouth twitched and said: "Xiao Lin, you really don't need money to brag. You can brag as much as you want."

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Fang Lin smiled and didn't explain.

When the car drove into the village and got out of the car, Fang Lin pointed to the row of colored steel houses in front and said: "The villagers are living in the colored steel houses for the time being. My father and mother are also there. Let's go there."

At this time, a child ran to the car and curiously picked out the 320i logo on the back of the car.

Fang Baojun suddenly became anxious, pushed the child away, and said: "Whose child is this, what are you touching?

This is a BMW, it costs more than 300,000 yuan, can you afford to pay for it?"

The child was startled, came behind Fang Lin, and said aggrievedly: "Your car isn't that good, either. It's not as good-looking as the village chief's car. What's so great about it?"

Fang Baojun sneered and said: "What do you know, you kid? Are you talking about Liu Xiangyang? How beautiful his car can be, you should point it out to me."

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