Chapter 162 Sending New Year’s gifts to the Qi family

After seeing off Cui Guomin, Peng Qingliang walked in with a heavy gossip on his face.

"That was Cui Guomin just now, right? Why did he come to you?"

Xiang Wan told Cui Guomin's purpose of coming to him.

Peng Qingliang said: "You still keep in touch. I haven't heard you talk about him in the past two years. I thought you had lost contact a long time ago."

"We have always been in contact, but I have hardly met him. Every time Uncle Cui goes home, my dad is at home. I am either studying or doing business. Uncle Cui has a good relationship with my dad, but he just helps with questions.

A little thing to ask."

"That's true, but Cui Guomin has been very busy during this period. I heard that several shampoo and other factories have suddenly opened in the industrial zone, and they all make custom-made packaging bottles at Cui Guomin's factory."

Xiang Wan couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and then suddenly realized: "Let me tell you, no wonder no one has come to me to buy shampoo in the past few months. It turns out there is an emerging industry."

"Who says it's not, so if you want to make money, you have to do it early. When everyone thinks about it, there will be no more money to make." Peng Qingliang glanced at an architecture book on Xiang Wan's desk, frowned and said, "I

I noticed that you seem to particularly like this kind of books, what’s your hobby?”

"It's considered a hobby. I'm going to study architecture in college. I'm very interested in architecture."

Peng Qingliang frowned when he heard this: "You actually like this kind of cold, complicated and boring book. You are so talented, girl. But when it comes to construction, we had several acres of land behind the clothing factory. We had agreed to build a house.

Yes, I have forgotten about things during this period of time. I will have to find someone to start things up after a while. By the way, do you have any ideas about the house? How about designing one for yourself? "

Xiang Wan looked at Peng Qingliang in surprise: "Why did you say that suddenly?"

"I just saw that the design drawings you drew were quite detailed, and I thought it wouldn't be much different from drawing a house. It just so happens that you like reading architecture books, so you can try to draw a set of quilts yourself. It won't be a good idea to live in the house you like.

"

"It makes sense," Xiang Wan thought for a while and said, "Just wait for me to wait for two days, and I will think about it again and see if I can draw it."

"Dele, once you draw it, I'll find workers to build the house. It won't be built until next year anyway. It's still early, so don't worry."

After Peng Qingliang went out, Xiang Wan was in the office thinking about the future construction pattern of the house.

There are five or six acres of land behind the construction site, just for his own family and Peng Qingliang's family. Three acres for one family is already very large. Xiang Wan has always loved Huizhou courtyard architecture in his past life, and he has a rough idea of ​​it in his mind instantly.

Draw a rough outline on paper first, and then slowly arrange the detailed drawings when they are empty.

After get off work, Xiang Wan didn't take Peng Qingliang's car. The clothing factory was not too far from Qi's hometown and could be reached quickly by bicycle. Instead, before departure, he asked Peng Qingliang to go back and tell Xiang Xiong that he would not go home for dinner that evening. Then ride to Qihong Confucianism.

When Xiang Wan arrived, Qi Hongru was making noodles in the kitchen. When he heard Xiang Wan's voice outside the door, Qi Hongru immediately put down his chopsticks and opened the door.

"Why are you here? Have you eaten?"

Xiang Wan smiled, followed Qi Hongru inside, and replied: "No, I will come to see you after work. What will Grandpa Qi have for dinner? Do you have mine?"

Qi Hongru suddenly became happy: "Are you afraid that you won't have anything to eat when you come home? Let's have some noodles tonight. Wait."

About ten minutes later, an old man and a young man were sitting at the dining table, cooking noodles.

Qi Hongru looked Xiang Wan up and down, frowned and said, "Is your factory very busy? Didn't you eat well? Why do you look thinner than the last time I saw him?"

"It's unfair. I've gained several pounds. I eat a lot every meal. That's why you think I've lost weight. By the way, Grandpa Qi, how many people have come to see you for medical treatment recently?"

"Not much, what's wrong?"

Xiang Wan smiled again: "It's nothing, I just have a good relationship with my uncle. His mother is not in good health, and the doctor recommended seeing a Chinese medicine doctor. He is afraid of disturbing you by coming to the door, so let me ask you if you have time."

Qi Hongru was happy and nodded directly: "Then just ask him to bring his mother to me. I'll see the patient first."

"Okay, I'll call him when I get back. But Grandpa Qi, it's so deserted for you to live here alone. Why don't you think about it again and move in at home? It's easy to take care of everything here, and I

Dad is also worried about you being alone here. If you think the city is too noisy, then live over there at the factory."

Qi Hongru looked at Xiang Wan narrowly and said jokingly: "Why, let me live in the staff dormitory and work in your factory."

"You know that's not what I meant. When we first chose where to build the factory, we rented that piece of land. There were five or six acres of open space behind the garment factory. Brother Peng and I planned to use it to build two houses.

The environment there is quiet and the air is good, and it is clean to live there. When the house is built in the next year, you can move over and live with me, and it will be convenient for me to honor you."

Qi Hongru heard Xiang Wan's last words and couldn't say any words of rejection. His chest felt sore and his eyes were slightly moist. He looked at Xiang Wan with loving eyes and nodded slightly: "Okay, grandpa just promises you."

Xiang Wan showed a big smile, fearing that Xiang Xiong was worried about returning home too late, he quickly ate the noodles, hurriedly said a few words to Mr. Qi and left on his bicycle.

Qi Hongru stood at the door for a long time without returning to the house.

When Xiang Wan returned to the city, he did not go home first. Instead, he went to Peng Qingli's house and made a call to Cui Guomin. He told Qi Hongru's reply before returning home.

Xiang Xiong was not at home when he got home. He was probably still working in the shop. After washing up a few times, Xiang Wan went back to his room to continue drawing the house design, which he planned to finish in the next two days.

Early the next morning, Peng Qingliang drove a minivan to pick him up from home in Wan, along with Yin Zhengjiang.

The two of them loaded all the New Year's goods that Xiang Wan had left at home into the car, and then drove to Qi Zhen's home.

Fortunately, the time was set and Qi Zhen's family were all at home. Now the family of three was sitting in the living room drinking tea and chatting.

Gao Lan looked at his silent son across from him in surprise: "Xiao Jin, didn't you have an appointment with Duan Yi today, and you're still not going out now?"

Qi Jin looked uncertain and hummed softly: "It's not an important matter."

Gao Lan feels that he can't understand his son more and more recently. Is it because the child is older and has more thoughts?

Qi Zhen was not surprised at all. He glanced at Qi Jin lightly, shook the newspaper in his hand and turned to his wife and said: "Xiao Wan will come home soon, so we can have dinner at home at noon. Go and see if the dishes are prepared in the kitchen."

Not enough, not enough for people to buy."

Gao Lan stopped what he was thinking, said hello, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Qi Zhen said to Qi Jin again: "If you have nothing urgent to do, go to the street and buy some melon seeds and peanuts. You can't have nothing to entertain guests when they come."

Qi Jin said hello and got up to go out.
Chapter completed!