"Yeah! Oh..." Ling Xiaowei responded a little disappointed, she hadn't gone home for a long time.
I don't know what happened to my family.
I don’t know if the printed floor tiles she chose will look good or not after they are laid.
The more I think about it, the more I want to go back and take a look.
"Dad, I'll go back for a while after breakfast. I'll be back soon." Ling Xiaowei begged.
Ling Guoqiang nodded and said, "Okay, go and come back quickly."
After breakfast, Ling Xiaowei couldn't wait to ride her bicycle back with Zhang Cuifen and Ming Ming. Shi Mingwei also insisted on going with Ling Xiaowei in the same car to Ling Xiaowei's house.
I haven’t been home for a week. When I came back last week, everything had been built, and the gravel floor was being poured inside the house. Originally, my father wanted to pour this floor into the entire house. She didn’t think it looked good, but downstairs
Everyone poured this.
Her room is upstairs, with one room on each side. Hers is the room on the right. It has a pink printed floor. It was not cheap when I bought it. It cost 50 cents a piece. It was so expensive that it hurt my body. I bought it for 50 yuan.
Many blocks.
But she likes it. Every girl has a pink princess dream. Ling Xiaowei also has one deep in her heart. Although her heart is no longer that of a little girl, she still still has a princess dream.
When we arrived at the door of the house, all the messy bricks and stones piled up in front of the door had been cleaned up. There was a churning sound in the house, which was the sound of grinding cement and stones. This is what the water-sanding floor is like, but it looks good after it is done.
Ling Xiaowei was extremely happy when she saw the two-story building that had been expanded to her home. The windows had also been replaced. This house was very conspicuous compared to the houses next door.
"Oh, Cuifen is back! Look at how high your house is built, it blocks the sun from my house!" Aunt Qiao, the neighbor behind the house, said bitterly.
"How tall is this? It can block the sunlight in your house. It's not as tall as the ginkgo trees in front of your house!" Aunt Qiao planted two ginkgo trees in front of her house, one male and one female. She harvested the ginkgo trees and sold them every year.
Originally, her family had four ginkgo trees, but she sold two of them for a lot of money.
It was a sensation in the village. No, in the past few years, many people have planted ginkgo trees in front of their homes. The ginkgo trees produced can also be sold for money. Aunt Qiao’s family specializes in harvesting ginkgo fruits. In recent years, her family has been busy
It's better than most homes in the village.
Now Zhang Cuifen came to complain. Her two ginkgo trees were next to her house and took up a lot of land in her house. Ling Xiaowei ignored Aunt Qiao lazily. She hurriedly ran upstairs to take a look at her house.
Room.
The staircase is relatively narrow. It was originally an extension of the original hut. The staircase does not take up much space, but this narrow staircase is already not small for Ling Xiaowei.
When she got upstairs and entered her room, Ling Xiaowei was pleasantly surprised to find that the floor tiles in her room had already been laid. The color she chose was relatively light and elegant. It would be easy to cover the entire floor, and it would be very beautiful.
"Is this your room?" Shi Mingwei asked curiously.
"Yes, how is it? My room is nice, isn't it!" Ling Xiaowei was particularly satisfied. The room was more than ten square meters and had large windows. The bright sunlight shone through the glass and shone into the room, making it warm.
Although it is not very big, it can still hold a lot of things. When the time comes, she will buy a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk. The more she thinks about it, the more excited and happy she becomes.
"There is another room next door, who lives there?" Shi Mingwei pointed to the room next to him.
"When Mingming gets older, let Mingming live there," Ling Xiaowei said.
"I really envy Mingming!" Shi Mingwei sighed for no reason.
He reached out and rubbed Ling Xiaowei's hair, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have your own nest."
"Congratulations, just congratulations. No matter how you move your hands, you will mess up my hair." Ling Xiaowei slapped Shi Mingwei's hand away and said angrily.
Shi Mingwei chuckled and looked at Ling Xiaowei with very gentle eyes. He liked to see her angry, it was so cute.
After coming down from upstairs, Zhang Cuifen talked to her grandma at the door.
Judging from what they chatted about, the house will be finished next week.
"That's really great. Then we'll go to the town to pick out some furniture and come back, clean it up, and have a good New Year." Zhang Cuifen is really happy. She has lived so long that she never dared to think about herself.
One day I can live in a building. The better this day is, the better it will be.
"Mom, this is your room!" Zhang Cuifen pointed to the room on the right on the first floor and said.
Grandma had known about it for a long time, but when she heard it from her daughter-in-law, it felt different. She smiled and said, "Hey, I'm a lot older. I don't deserve to live in such a good house."
"Mom, what is worthy of it? This is the room prepared for you. It has big windows. It has sunshine and warmth in winter!" Zhang Cuifen said happily.
Grandma smiled from ear to ear, with tears in her eyes. It was worth it. She never imagined that after living for most of her life, she would finally enjoy the blessings with her little son.
After looking at the house, Ling Xiaowei hurried back. A truck was coming to pull goods, and she had to rush back to help.
She and Shi Mingwei went back first, while Zhang Cuifen stayed to watch the work. She still needed to pay more attention to some small areas at home.
I rode to the factory and saw a large truck parked at the door. Several workers were loading goods into the truck. Aunt Yao Hong was holding a notebook and counting the goods one by one beside the car.
"Where's my dad?" Ling Xiaowei asked.
"Your dad is busy inside. He asked me to come out and check the goods. Xiaowei, you're back just in time. You can do it right!" Yao Hong handed the notebook to Ling Xiaowei and explained how much she got right and how many of each style she got right.
Number of pieces.
It's quite clear and logical.
Ling Xiaowei looked at the words and data written in the notebook and found them to be very organized. She was slightly surprised. Aunt Yao Hong was so secretive! She could also keep accounts. Although the writing was not good, it was better than neatness.
.
"Thank you, Aunt Yao Hong, otherwise you should continue. You know what's going on, and I'll be counting from the side." Ling Xiaowei said.
Workers dragged sacks out of the factory one after another. Ling Xiaowei counted the clothes. Each bag of clothes had been counted and put in. She opened it again and looked at it again, and then asked Yao Hong to write down the style and quantity.
This batch of clothes is to be sent to Shanghai. There are 500 pieces in total and six styles. Once this batch of goods is shipped, you can have some leisure time. This is also the last batch of goods at the end of the year, so it is also an extremely important batch.
goods.
"Xiaowei, the goods are ready. Please take a look and see if the data is correct." Yao Hong handed the matched styles and data to Ling Xiaowei.
Ling Xiaowei checked and found that the quantity was the same as that of Agarwood, yes!
"By the way, the five sample clothes for next spring are ready!"
"Your dad is rushing inside. There is a coat being sewn. I'll go take a look." After Yao Hong finished speaking, she ran to the workshop.
"Hurry up! Fortunately, I can get to Shanghai today. Otherwise, I have to wait until tomorrow to get to Shanghai." The truck driver said anxiously.
