Chapter 229: Pumpkin Vines

Song Tan asked this because she was truly anxious in her heart.

After all, although Zhao Fangyuan guaranteed it repeatedly, exceeding the budget and time for renovation and building a house was simply a situation everyone defaulted to.

It's already April; if the house isn't built by July when the heat enters, then everyone squeezing together will suffer.

The person in charge laughed:

"Girl, how many years has it been since you've seen a proper house being built in the village? Still worried about this?"

That's true.

Song Tan's only impression of building a house remained from when her family built a house when she was young; her dad held coins and wedding candies mixed together and scattered them down...

And she was unlucky, only picking up one jiao.

During that time, Wu Lan pulled up a simple shed with plastic sheets not far away, with a gas stove underneath, cooking right next to the construction site.

Thinking about it now, she didn't know if they were eating rice or dust.

But regardless of whether this memory was bitter or sweet, just this ordinary bungalow and courtyard of the family stretched the timeline very far.

The kitchen and the restaurant and guest room next to it were all added later.

The person in charge handed over the tablet:

"Don't worry, this isn't the first or second time we've cooperated with Little Zhao. In the past, they wanted to spend a month just on the foundation. Now? Plan well, one day to clean up, one day to open trenches, dig slots, tie steel bars, and pour concrete—that excavator shovel down, isn't it stronger than people huffing and puffing for half a day?"

He promised: "Don't worry."

"Three months, she even included your later renovation time, right? More than enough!"

"Even if it takes time for the cement concrete to dry in the middle, we won't waste this free time; there are other jobs to do."

"Girl, don't worry, you're anxious, we're anxious too; there are jobs waiting behind. If it weren't for Little Zhao's relationship, I would have had to push your house building to after autumn."

Autumn won't do; there are too many jobs in autumn.

Moreover, with all these people living in her house now, they have to squat in a row on the side of the road to brush their teeth early in the morning; where can they turn around?

The person in charge looked to be in his 40s, very capable, and at this moment, he said all the good things and had to praise his partner: "And the time Little Zhao picked for you is also good, just this turn of spring and summer, not cold or hot, and the days are long, so we can work from dawn to night."

"And this season, we basically have no rain here. Even if there is, it falls fast and hard, and stops quickly, so the construction period basically won't be delayed."

That's true.

When Song Tan wanted to be lazy when picking tea as a child, this time period was the hardest to endure because it never rained.

Zhang Yanping passed by and heard a bit, and couldn't help but be very surprised: "There are so many requirements for building a house?"

The foreman became proud: "What's wrong with that, we are professionals!"

"Then where do you eat and live, do you clean it up yourselves?"

Song Tan confirmed again.

Their construction site needed quite a few people; if they wanted to eat at home, Seventh Uncle couldn't handle it.

Looking at his body and energy, they were more than enough, but after all, he was at such an old age, and Song Tan couldn't do this exploitative work; there was a pile of things at home every day to feed the pigs, and the appetite was big enough.

Fortunately, the person in charge was straightforward: "You don't have to worry about this, we are used to it; as long as the place is cleared, in this weather, it can be lived in with a simple cleanup, and someone is specially responsible for cooking and cleaning."

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Since that's the case, Song Tan was completely relieved.

"Fine, if everything is looked at, let's go adjust the water and electricity of the old house first; we're moving."

The construction team's efficiency was amazing, and their own family couldn't drag their feet either.

Seeing Song Tan already leading the construction team to Grandpa's house in a hurry, Seventh Uncle walked around the courtyard twice and raised his voice directly.

"Qiao Qiao, let's go pick vegetables!"

Ever since Song Tan had Aunt Lianhua pick up the old lady at home to the courtyard, because they planned to move in the last two days, although she didn't pick her up, she was getting more and more nimble at work.

So much so that early this morning, Qiao Qiao actually had nothing to do.

After serving the few treasures at home, he honestly followed Xin Jun back to the room to learn word formation.

Sister said, if he performed well, he would go to the amusement park again next time; the amusement park is really fun!

He must work harder.

And going to school is really interesting; he can even read the words on the amusement park now.

It's strange to say, although he is silly, loves to play and make trouble, he can calm down very well when sitting down.

The feeling of Xin Jun teaching him was much more relaxed than when he was a tutor himself.

Pondering it, he attributed this to the lack of academic pressure and school requirements, so he felt happier instead.

Seeing Qiao Qiao close the notebook and about to set off, he pointed to the phone placed on the side:

"Qiao Qiao, your sister told me, you can live stream more; have you not been live streaming lately?"

This is Qiao Qiao's way of earning money.

Qiao Qiao then remembered that Xin Jun had him as a student, and he also had a group of students online.

Although they are a bit stupid and have to learn everything, he won't dislike them.

It's just... he is a teacher now; if his students see him calculating wrong, will he lose face?

A big person with a small heart also began to have many worries.

But at this moment, picking vegetables is what he is good at!

Qiao Qiao then regained his confidence: "Okay, I'll live stream now."

He familiarly opened the app and went out with Seventh Uncle.

Xin Jun looked at the time—

Damn!

It's only 8:40 in the morning.

A streamer who really wants performance would never choose this unpopular time.

But Qiao Qiao live streaming...

Xin Jun had already prepared mentally to bring a child, and he was quite open-minded: as long as he is happy.

Qiao Qiao was indeed very happy at this moment.

Because Seventh Uncle didn't take him far, just along the courtyard wall, walking all the way to the trench behind.

The phone lens had no technical content, just pointing directly at the scenery in front.

The live stream room received a notification, and a dozen or twenty viewers trickled in, growing very slowly.

【Look at what I found, Grandma, the streamer you follow is live!】

【It's not even nine o'clock yet; streamer, I believe you really live in the countryside now; this schedule is too un-urban.】

【The early bird catches the worm, early viewers have Qiao Qiao.】

【I'm here to ask again, where is that big big big dog? Offering a high price to buy!】

【After laying the groundwork for so long, today should finally be the time to put up the link, right? What should we sell?】

【Exactly! Just be quick about what to sell; it's not like I don't have money!】

Seventh Uncle's thin figure walked in front, not bringing any tools in his hand:

"Let's go, let's pull out all the pumpkin vines in the trench in the backyard today; tearing down the house later, it's a waste if we don't eat them." ===== CHAPTER 230 =====