Ju Ying's house built a tall wall, not a stone, but a brick built on the foundation of the stone. Cement was sewn on the top of the ceiling, and there were white and green broken glass standing up on the cement to prevent climbing.

Of course, a grand wall must be equipped with a grand gate.

The main door is two styles of opening and closing, and one of them has a small door. If you don’t walk on the car or the animal, just open this small door to connect with people. It’s quite convenient and practical.

The gate and the fence are connected by two gate stacks. The most impressive one is this gate stack, with ceramic tiles on it, which looks elegant.

Several families next to Ju Ying's family probably felt that their broken wooden sticks were too shabby, so they built walls. Those who had good conditions were bricks, while those who had almost had stones. Anyway, they could not be much worse than those of Ju Ying's family.

With these stores at the entrance of the village, the entire Xiaofuqiang Village looks much more grand than before. However, if you walk inside, you will reveal the filling, and the ones from door to door are still the same.

Zhang Yongmei was spending a lot of money at home, and the crazy grandma sat in front of the stove pit and roasted the fire. Ju Ling pushed the door and entered the room without even taking a look.

"Why don't you make a phone call when you come back? I would have known that you would have made some delicious food for you today. This is a mess, and I have only made a lot of porridge," Zhang Yongmei said happily and annoyed when she saw her.

Ju Ling put down his luggage and schoolbag, squeezed it with the crazy grandma to cook the fire, and then said to Zhang Yongmei: "I just like to drink big porridge, you can make it a little sticky."

"It's so sticky, so sticky," Zhang Yongmei said happily: "I also put some beets. Your old sister-in-law in the Shen family said that it's so sweet to make big porridge with some beets. She doesn't have to add sugar anymore. She also gave me a few beets. Today, I'll make you catch up with it for the first time."

After the big porridge was cooked, Zhang Yongmei filled her with a large bowl. The corn, rice and beans were cooked very hard, and it was sticky when stirred, which made people feel particularly appetizing.

Zhang Yongmei also brought out all the pickles at home for her to eat, including spicy and refreshing garlic eggplant, salty and crispy pickles, and pickled leaves that are particularly rare in winter.

Seeing that Ju Lingguang looked at her without moving her chopsticks, Zhang Yongmei smiled and patted her head: "Little Skin Beans, I can't do anything like that."

As he said that, Zhang Yongmei took out a small bowl from the bowl cabinet and put it in front of Ju Ling.

It's fried chili noodles.

Ju Ling was not satisfied with what he wanted, so he insisted on saying: "Oh, if it was fried, it would be nice, it would be fragrant."

Zhang Yongmei snored happily and said, "Eat quickly, it will be cold later."

When Ju Ling held the bowl and slugged the corn crumbs, Zhang Yongmei put them next to her and carefully fed her grandma.

Grandma doesn't know how much she has to eat now, so she can feed her as much as she can. Zhang Yongmei is afraid of being hungry and being overwhelmed, so she feeds her on time. No matter how delicious it is, she only feeds one bowl at a time.

"Mom, I see that several families in the village have built walls. The red brick walls are very grand, especially my aunt's family. Why do she think of how much money is spent on building walls when she is here?" Ju Ling chatted casually while drinking porridge.

When it comes to building a wall, Zhang Yongmei has something to say.

"In the past, there were only a few families in our villages with stone walls, and they didn't think it was wrong. Now, when other villages had walls like bricks, they began to be envious and wanted to build them. Even if they couldn't afford bricks, they had to pay someone to knock on stones to build a beautiful stone wall. It seemed that there was a wall that could speak hard. I really didn't know what these people were thinking." Let's talk about the general situation first, and the next thing Zhang Yongmei wanted to say was the key point.

She continued, "Your aunt told Yuping that your uncle wanted to be the village chief and wanted to clean up the family and make it look grand and the villagers were willing to choose him. Yuping sent a lot of money to your aunt, and then your aunt found someone to build a wall."

"What does it have to do with whether he chooses or not the house is arrogant?" Ju Lingnahan said: "The village chooses a village chief who can manage affairs and have ideas. It's not who has the money to choose who they have to clean up. They are useless."

Zhang Yongmei glanced at her and sighed, "You little kid don't know anything. Why do people in the village want your father to be the village chief? You patted your breasts and told the truth that your father is the village chief? He is also the village chief. He even acted as a parent. The villagers are not blind and have many eyes and are like hornets' nests. They can't see it? One by one, they don't have any profits, they just want to bring your father up to our house to have a banquet. It's so affordable."

So, if you really have no money, there is nothing, the villagers may not choose someone to be the village chief.

"Mom, do you want my dad to be the village chief?" Ju Ling asked quite seriously.

If Zhang Yongmei wants to, then the votes of the two sisters she holds in her hands will definitely be voted for Ju Wenqi. If Zhang Yongmei doesn't want it, it will be useless if Ju Wenqi jumps up in a hurry.

Zhang Yongmei grabbed a corner of the towel hanging on her grandma's neck and wiped her mouth, then hummed and said, "He is a fool. If he is really capable, I won't say anything. He is not like that and still wants to be a life, but his life is too quiet and he will be idle."

It seemed that he was quite resentful. Zhang Yongmei put down the bowl and approached Ju Ling and said, "It's not that I said your father. The older you are, the worse your brain will be. He will be so arrogant. If he really becomes the village chief, he will be so good. If he really becomes the village chief, he still doesn't know what to do with our good family. If I want me to say, I can be better than your father as a village chief!"

Ju Ling chuckled, and also walked to Zhang Yongmei, and asked mysteriously: "Mom, do you want to be the village chief? Do you want to be me and vote for you for your eldest sister and second sister."

Zhang Yongmei raised her hand and wanted to hit her. The raised slap gently fell on Ju Ling's arm. Both mother and daughter smiled as if they were scratched.

The crazy grandmother, who had enough food and drink, didn't know what the two of them were laughing at, and she would laugh as well when she saw them laughing.

What Ju Wenqi saw when he returned home was that his mother, wife and children laughed like someone who made people laugh. He was so scared that he almost slammed the door.

"Why are you back? Who will watch the hotel when you are back?" Zhang Yongmei immediately asked with a smile.

Ju Wenqi sat happily at the table and pointed at Jiangshan, "My man, give me a bowl, I can smell the fragrance in the restaurant."

There was no answer to Zhang Yongmei's question at all.

Zhang Yongmei was about to get up and give him a big porridge, and Ju Ling stood up first: "Mom, you can rest for a while, I'll give it to my dad."

Ju Wenqi didn't realize that Ju Ling had something in his words, and was still happy and praised, "I am really not raised in vain. I will serve your father."
Chapter completed!