After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Today, Qilitang Village has a completely new look and has become a wealthy village that everyone envies.

Every household built a new house and bought a car.

With the assistance provided by Yaoxing Group, dozens of large windmills provide continuous power supply, and all electricity used by the villagers is free of charge.

Air conditioning in summer, floor heating in winter.

Not to mention how moist my life was as a child.

"In the past, we, a girl from Qilitang Village, wanted to get married, leave this poor valley, and go to the city to live a good life."

The villagers of Qilitang Village are even more proud: "It's different now. Girls in the city only want to marry, open restaurants, do business, and be boss wives."

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Song Lingxiao generously helped the villagers live a good life.

Naturally, I won’t treat my grandparents badly.

The old house of the Song family has also undergone major changes in the past two years. The dilapidated old house has been rebuilt and designed into a unique Chinese-style courtyard.

Fruit trees, grapes, and wisterias are planted in the courtyard.

April is the season when wisteria blooms, and the flowers are luxuriant and beautiful.

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“We’re finally here, there are so many tourists!”

The RV drove into the village and circled the edge of the reservoir. Cars were parked in front of restaurants along the street.

Song Lingyan was rarely surprised: "It's twenty-eight years old, why are there so many tourists?"

“No firecrackers are allowed to be set off during the New Year in urban areas of J City.”

Song Lingxiao also opened a small restaurant opposite her old house, not to make a little money, but to let the employees take care of the two elderly people at home nearby.

"It doesn't feel like celebrating the New Year in the city. Many people choose to celebrate the New Year in the countryside."

"The number of people on the New Year's Eve is quite small. I heard from Manager Wang, who is in charge of the restaurant business, that our restaurant is fully booked for the banquets from the 30th to the 6th day of the Lunar New Year. Some tourists who often come to dine will start a month in advance. Make a reservation for New Year’s Eve dinner.”

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"It's better to be in the countryside."

Song Lingyan strongly agreed: "There is no point in not allowing firecrackers to be set off. I can't blame everyone for running to the southern mountains."

"Qingquan Town is considered the dividing line between the suburbs."

Song Lingxiao smiled: "Firecrackers are not allowed to be set off north of the Qingquan, but allowed in the mountainous areas to the south."

"Fortunately, my grandparents' home is south of Qingquan Town."

Song Lingyan smiled happily: "There is no ban on setting off firecrackers. The remote mountainous areas still have geographical advantages. At least the New Year is lively."

"Hahaha, you're right."

Song Lingxiao was happy to hear this and agreed very emphatically.

"arrive."

Li Xiaoyong turned the steering wheel and skillfully parked the RV at the door of the Song family's old house.

"finally reached."

Song Lingyan jumped for joy, opened the door of the rear compartment, and jumped out of the car first.

Wangcai was faster than her. He slipped past her and rushed towards the reservoir.

"Wangcai, don't run around."

Song Lingyan was startled and chased it across the road.

Li Xiaoyong did not forget his responsibilities, and chased after him in a few steps with his long legs.

The two men and the dog ran down the slope to the water's edge.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Wangcai was so suffocated in the car that he ran and had fun on the frozen, hard sand.

It’s windy and cold in winter, so there are fewer people fishing by the water.

At noon, tourists are dining in restaurants and enjoying delicious food.

There was no one by the water, so Song Lingyan felt relieved and allowed Wangcai to have fun.

Li Xiaoyong fell two meters behind her and followed her not far away.

Wherever she goes, he follows.

Silent, as quiet as if he didn't exist.

Song Lingyan suddenly became interested and wanted to tease him. She picked up a thin piece of stone from the sand, flicked it hard and threw it into the water.

The small stone piece floated on the water a dozen times in a row, leaving a series of ripples before falling into the water.

"Yeah, perfect!"

She clapped her hands proudly and looked at him provocatively.

Do you know?

Li Xiaoyong saw the meaning in his eyes and didn't want to be serious with her. Then I thought about it, the little woman's appearance was a bit too eye-catching.

Can't get used to it!

If he really wants her to look down on him, wouldn't she be more aggressive in the future and climb on top of him to act wild?

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"How about it?"

Song Lingyan didn't know what he was thinking, so she raised her eyebrows pretending to be provocative: "Are you interested in showing off your skills and making a fool of yourself?"

Who do you look down on?

Li Xiaoyong looked at her arrogant little expression, smiled jokingly, bent down to pick up a small stone piece, and threw it out very coolly.

The small pieces of stone jumped continuously on the water, drifting farther and farther, almost more than ten meters before falling into the water.

"Uh."

Song Lingyan was embarrassed.

This was the first time she met someone who was more slippery than her.

Originally I just wanted to tease him, but now I really tricked myself.

The base of the ears feels a little hot.

She turned around decisively, pretended not to see anything, and walked away leisurely.

"hehe."

Li Xiaoyong looked at the little woman who was deliberately cheating and let out a low and sweet laugh from his throat.

"Yanyan."

Song Lingxiao called from home: "Come back quickly, my grandparents want to see you."

"coming."

Song Lingyan instantly regained her energy when she thought of the two old people who loved her.

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Song family, old house.

Song Lingxiao walked in with a gift, and the two old men looked behind him in unison.

"Why are you back alone?"

Mrs. Song didn't see her granddaughter and stared at him dissatisfied.

"Yanyan was working as a volunteer in Africa and didn't come back."

Song Lingxiao made up her mind not to tell the two old people that her sister had died.

Mrs. Song was unhappy: "Yanyan hasn't come back, what are you doing here?"

"Cough cough."

Even though Song Lingxiao was used to her grandma being partial and loving her sister, the corner of her mouth still couldn't help but twitch when she heard these words.

"What are you talking about?"

Old Man Song didn't like what he heard, so he helped his grandson: "Ling Xiao is so busy, and it's already very hard for him to find time to come back to see us..."

"No matter how busy he is, it's still not as hard as Yan Yan."

Mrs. Song was still angry. For more than ten years, she was still complaining that Song Lingxiao had abandoned the army to go into business, causing her sister to suffer as a soldier.

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There is a reason why Mrs. Song loves her granddaughter.

When she was young, she worked hard in the cold weather and suffered frostbite, which was the root of the disease.

The year Song Lingyan was born, she miraculously recovered from her illness, and she has not relapsed for thirty years.

Mrs. Song believed from the bottom of her heart that her granddaughter was a blessed child who came to the Song family to repay her kindness, so she doted on her very much.

~

"Grandma is right."

Song Lingxiao felt clear in her heart, knowing that grandma was complaining about him again.

He didn't dare to talk back, which would add fuel to the fire. He could only smile with his face, hoping that this evil fire in her old man would be extinguished soon.

"Humph!"

Mrs. Song was disappointed not to have the granddaughter she had longed for. She was particularly displeased with her grandson.

She snorted and wanted to have a seizure.

Song Lingxiao spoke decisively to divert her attention: "Ling Xiao knows that grandma cares about my sister, so she specially brought another sister back and asked her to honor you on her behalf."

"younger sister?"

Mrs. Song was confused: "Which sister do you have?"

(End of this chapter)