Three days passed quickly.

During this period, An Hao asked Lu Jiu to check the background of this bamboo and wood building.

If you don’t check it, you will find that such a small furniture brand actually has many complex relationships.

The second boy from the village chief’s family in Zhucun is real name Ji Song. The person looks good from the photo and has the potential to be a novice. In fact, he has indeed become a novice.

He married the daughter of a large furniture factory owner in Dijing City.

Therefore, from his initial poverty and backwardness to the owner of Zhumulou, the high-end furniture brand of Dijing, the Yue Family has made an indelible contribution.

However, he also hid a lot of things. At least, he had never said that the cheap original goods in Zhu Village had been mentioned before. Even every time he went to pick up goods, he would do it himself.

It can be said that even Ji Song’s pillow is not clear about his purchase channels.

While sleeping with someone else's daughter, she used the Yue family's connections to pave the way for herself. While fooling the elders of the village to stuff 90% of the money into their pockets, she also took out part of the money to raise more than two lovers, and even the illegitimate child is two and a half years old.

An Hao felt that Ji Song could do this, which completely refreshed her new understanding of the word shamelessness.

Lu Jiu looked at An Hao holding the information for a long time and asked, "An Hao, what are your plans?"

When she first got these information, she had to go through it first to avoid An Hao seeing any bad things, and after reading it, she was disgusted by the information here.

If An Hao planned to deal with Ji Song, she would definitely agree.

An Hao threw the information on the coffee table and rubbed his eyebrows, "The most important thing about this is what Anan said, the craft handed down by his ancestors cannot be cut off. So, I wondered whether it can be possible for the small village of Zhucun to see the light of day again, and that it and its heritage will be presented to the people of Huazhou, so that this craft can be truly understood and loved by people outside. I think that with awareness, it can be spread. Huazhou has a population of billions, and there will always be people interested in this craft. If there are people who want to learn it, it will be passed on from generation to generation!"

Since she had this idea, An Hao didn't bother to investigate Ji Song and his bamboo and wood building. She believed that if her plan could be successful, she would not have to deal with Ji Song, and this person would be criticized by thousands of people who knew the inside story.

That night, An Hao washed up and did not have a daily telephone call with Pei Sheng, but took out his computer to log in to a website that he hadn't entered for a long time.

The page of the website is very simple, freehand landscape, ink-colored bamboo, and ancient.

She first looked at the people online and clicked on the dialog box of one of them.

"Old Qiu, have you not rest yet?"

Dijing, Cuiweishan Villa.

Qiu Mingtao was sitting in front of the desk in the study to correct students' papers. When he heard the prompt sound of the computer, he clicked on the small icon that kept flashing in the lower right corner of the desktop.

The eyes lit up.

Put your hand on the keyboard and type, "Among Yatou, why did you suddenly remember to chat with me, the old man?"

An Hao didn't expect that Mr. Qiu would come back in seconds, and then he went back: "Mainly I want to ask you for help."

Qiu Mingtao raised his white eyebrows in front of the computer: "Among, you are not kind anymore. How many times have you invited you to Dijing before, but you haven't come to meet us old guys. Suddenly, he said hello and asked me, the old man, to help me. I'm not kind or kind! Tell me, what's the matter?"

When An Hao saw the word "大学" and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Sometimes she felt that these cute grandparents and grandparents lived avant-garde than young people. The so-called "people are old and don't have their hearts to be old" should be like this!

"I heard that Mr. Qiu is planning the second issue of "Memory of Huazhou". I have a material here. I wonder if you can choose it?"

Qiu Mingtao's eyes were filled with interest, "Tell me, girl An."

"To be honest, Mr. Qiu, I accidentally got lost a few days ago and went to a very closed village. I found that people in this village have the skills of weaving bamboo, and the finished products weaving are no worse than the bamboo artworks we see outside. From my perspective, the things they craft have a more ancient charm. However, as far as I know, there are very few young people in this village, most of them are elderly people. They are facing severance when they see the next generation. So I think that if more people see this skill, I will always learn it because they like it, so that the inheritance will not be broken."

After An Hao typed this paragraph and sent it, Qiu Mingtao looked at the computer screen and was silent for a long time before reaching out to press the keyboard: "Among Yatou, you also know that my "Huazhou Memory" was nodded by that person. Every material selection must be cautious. This way, give me the address of this Zhu Village, and I will send a few of my students to conduct a field investigation. If it is really worth it, I will compile it into it."

Qiu Mingtao's speed is extremely fast.

Just finished chatting last night, and the next afternoon, when An Hao was planting the seeds of those aquatic plants by the wasteland river, Lu Jiu brought three people to come here.

"Yunhao, these people said they were the "Memory of Huazhou". They called for you to see you. If you couldn't get through the phone, I brought them here."

An Hao straightened up. She was standing in the shallow water area by the river. Because she was wearing pants, she was now tied to her knees and the mud on her hands was fine. She just bent down and washed in the water. But her current image was a bit embarrassing when comparing the several solemnly dressed people on the opposite side.

What's more, she walked ashore barefoot without shoes, and An Hao moved her feet, which was a little embarrassed.

Lu Jiu and An Hao have been together for a long time. When they saw her like this, they clenched their fists and coughed lightly, turned their heads to look at the young man walking in front, "Mr. Qiu, let's go there first!"

The direction she pointed was a small pavilion built by the river, which was a distance from Anhao, and there was a raspberry tree in the middle, so that the scene here could not be seen.

Qiu Yanrui nodded and glanced at the two people behind him, "Let's go there first!"

When they left, An Hao quickly got ashore, put on his shoes and put down his trouser legs, and didn't bother to see how he looked like now. He casually walked towards the pavilion along with his hair.

Qiu Yanrui sat in the pavilion and swept around with interest, but what he thought in his mind was Miss An who seemed completely different from his grandfather's mouth.

What did your grandfather say?

An Yatou is a gentle and polite child, with a gentle and strong personality, and has a big world in his heart. He is a girl who lives very brightly. Whoever sees her likes it!

And what he saw?

My hair was loose and I was afraid of falling into the water. There was a trace of mud on my face that I accidentally got up. I was wearing a black plain dress, rolled up my legs and bent down to plant rice seedlings, making me look like a southern farm girl.

Apart from being very beautiful, there seems to be no similarity!

"Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I didn't expect Mr. Qiu to move so quickly." An Hao said, and had already raised his foot into the pavilion and smiled apologetically at Qiu Yanrui.

Qiu Yanrui was immediately pulled back his flying thoughts by this glance.

"We are anxious, Miss An just now?" He was really curious, not only curious about the girl in front of him who was praised by his grandfather, but also curious about the place they are now.

He said it was farmland, but he had something to say, trees, rivers and scenery, but he said it was not farmland. He had also returned to his hometown to lay the ground. The green plant planted not far away was not leeks.

"Oh, I'm growing some aquatic vegetables!"

An Hao sat down in the pavilion, thinking that this place was not far from the house, so he asked Lu Jiu to bring a pot of water over, "I wonder if these two gentlemen and this girl's surname are noble?"

Qiu Yanrui looked at An Hao sitting opposite him. The other party did not change his clothes to grow vegetables in the water. His hair was still loosely tied, and only the mud on his face was wiped off, but his whole body felt completely different.

Now that he is in peace, he is just like the girl in his grandfather's mouth. No, he has to be more generous. I don't know if it's his own illusion, but he feels like his aura is being crushed.

While this made Qiu Yanrui feel incredible, his eyes looked at An Hao more cautiously.

"I don't have the surname Qiu, Qiu Yanrui, and Qiu Mingtao is my grandfather."

Another man wearing a light casual suit also nodded in Chao Anhao, "Song Mingzhi, Teacher Qiu's apprentice."

Finally, the woman who had been paying attention to An Hao gently opened her lips, "Feng Yi is also a student of Teacher Qiu."

An Hao nodded, "My name is An Hao. This time the inspection of Zhu Village was also proposed by Mr. Qiu. It was a bit late today, and it would take more than an hour to drive from here to Zhu Village. So, I suggest that we will go there early tomorrow morning!"

"An Hao looked down at Feng Yi's high heels, and admired her for being able to walk so steadily on the uneven dirt road that had not been repaired, but the road in Zhucun is harder to walk than here. "Miss Feng, I suggest you change to a pair of flat shoes tomorrow. The road in Zhucun is not easy to walk. It will be very uncomfortable to wear such thin high heels."

Feng Yi looked at An Hao's face when he heard the sound, lowered his eyes and nodded softly.

An Hao sensitively realized that this woman named Feng Yi didn't like her very much.

I don't know the reason yet.

Lu Jiu came in with a kettle tea cup, poured the water one by one in front of the four people, and picked up the tea cup: "Because this place is also on the way to build, I would like to forgive the poor hospitality place."

"No!" Qiu Yanrui quickly waved his hand, picked up the teacup and drank the water. His eyes were slightly brighter, and he drank the water in one sip before he put it down. "I'm a little curious, why Miss An is in such a place? Are you studying crops?"

An Hao was stunned by her question, put down the teacup and nodded, "That's right. This place will gradually become richer in the future!"

Qiu Yanrui was actually quite curious and wanted to walk around, but this was someone else's place. It would be a bit embarrassing if he didn't ask for it, so he simply gave up this idea.

I sent Qiu Yanrui and the others away, calmed down my hair, walked back to the river, took off my shoes, rolled up my trousers, and continued to sow seeds.

The next morning, after dinner, An Hao drove her van to the town guesthouse in Liutian Town.

Qiu Yanrui also knew that they were here with a mission, so he woke up Song Mingzhi and Feng Yi early in the morning. When An Hao called him, they had already finished their breakfast and walked out of the guesthouse.

As soon as I looked up, I saw An Hao, wearing a gray trousers and jacket across the street, standing next to a van of the same gray color, waving at them.

Qiu Yanrui walked over with the man, An Hao waved his cell phone, "I'm going to call you. Have all three of you eaten?"

The three of them nodded together.

An Hao opened the car door in the middle, "Okay, get in the car, let's go here."

Qiu Yanrui wanted to say that he would drive it himself, after all, they were a little embarrassed to let a girl drive.

Who knew that before he could speak, he had already gotten into the driver's seat neatly and charged the safety fee. He put his hand on the steering wheel and looked at the rearview mirror, "Are you done?"

Qiu Yanrui had to swallow the words back, "Sit down!"

"Then let's go!" An Hao said and started the car.

As it turns out, this car is not that easy to make.

Qiu Yanrui and the other three truly experienced the feeling of driving a van out of a racing car.

When they arrived at the entrance of Zhucun Village, Feng Yi had already vomited once, and Qiu Yanrui and Song Mingzhi also had pale faces.

Seeing that they were stuck in their seats, An Hao took three bottles of water from the back compartment and handed them over to others one by one. Someone ran to the driver's seat to take out a bottle of motion sickness medicine, and each person divided two. "If I had known you were motion sickness, I would have asked you to take it before getting on the bus!"

Qiu Yanrui trembled and threw the motion sickness medicine into his mouth. He looked at An Hao before drinking water. At this moment, he really wanted to ask: Is this a problem of motion sickness? He has been doing so many cars since he was a child, and it is the first time he has experienced the feeling of motion sickness. It is clearly the driver's problem?

After waiting for the three of them to lean on the car body for a while, they felt excited and turned to see the destination of their trip.

At this sight, the three of them were stunned.

They were already mentally prepared when they came. Mr. Qiu said that this place was very broken and backward, but he didn't expect it to be broken to this point.

In the entire village, as long as they saw, there was no good house. They were all dangerous houses that were worried about collapse in the next second when they walked in.

"How could it be so broken?"

Feng Yi couldn't help but sigh softly, and there was a feeling of compassion between his eyebrows and eyes. Girls always had to be sentimental. "Isn't anyone repaired this house? How can people live in this way? If it encounters windy and rainy weather, it will feel like a disaster!"
To be continued...