National Treasure Artist

Chapter 90 The Troubles of the Old People (Gageng, Happy New Year Everyone!)
By the time Li Jinhang's renovation was completed, the reconstruction project of Banwan Village had already been completed for less than half.

The façades of the old and new villages have been unified and repaired, the transformation of the primary school has gradually come to an end, and the mud path is being rested.
The god of the village is being revived bit by bit in the hands of Davidia involucrata.

At this time, the renovation of Banwan Village no longer belonged to the Dream Reformer drama group or the hosts of Dragon TV. They had become matchmakers and diggers of the project.

However, the program group still enjoys the right to record and shoot the program and is the beneficiary.

The proximity of the provincial government's policies and the financial support of large groups are the reasons for the smooth progress of the entire project.

Bai Gongtong is the planner and operator of such a village transformation, or it can also be called the dream fulfiller of the villagers of Banwan Village.

One job after another was reported to him, and one job after another was dealt with.

The three groups of renovations in Shanghai and Rongcheng have also begun to finish.

It's been very busy, but it's really a lot of exercise, and everyone on the team is improving.

In the past few days, the atmosphere in the village has been a little weird. As for what it is like, I can't tell.

The place where the Baigongtong team lives has clearly informed the villagers that they will no longer accept any gifts from the villagers.

All the members also got the request from Davidia involucrata, even if it was a cigarette handed over, they waved their hands and refused.

After Li Jinxing went out, the villagers couldn't bear it any longer, and tried their best to hope that Bai Gongtong's designer could visit his house.

Designer Bai is too powerful, he has the magical power to turn decay into magic, even more immortal than immortals.

This seems to be the consensus of all.

First, the gift was rejected, and then the villagers began to think about entrusting the relationship. The village head, senior village officials, and even relevant leaders in the town visited Davidia involucrata one after another.

Davidia involucrata received them one by one, but she didn't let go of the renovation at all.

He doesn't care if you are from the village or the township, no one will buy it!

I'm not afraid of you telling stories. The renovation project of Banwan Village is a key project in the province, and it has long been pushed to the public. At this juncture, anyone who dares to stretch out their claws will become a martyr, and you can be drowned in saliva alone.

No discount, the villagers feel that it really depends on the mood of the white designer, and it all depends on the blessings they cultivated in their previous lives.

In every household, pairs of eyes were fixed on Davidia Davidia involuntarily.

Which road Davidia involucrata walks in the village, whose door it passes by, and where it stays will be passed on by word of mouth, pondered and interpreted.

At noon, an ordinary family in Banwan Village.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was not happy, even a little tense.

"I said his father, can you think of something else?"

"Forget about Shu Ting's family. Look, He Biao and Li Jinxing, who were far behind our family before, are about to surpass our family."

"Once the village becomes such a tourist attraction, their family will definitely soar, and our family will be left far behind."

"At that time, their family will eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and we will remain the same!"

The hostess put the bowl on the table, frowned, and said in a deep voice.

"What can I do?"

"It's not like you don't know, now Designer Bai doesn't accept gifts from anyone, and it's useless to find anyone!"

"Everyone has said that, it still depends on their own luck and the mood of the designer."

The host replied.

At the dinner table, the son and daughter-in-law were thinking about it, and the old man in the family, the fat old man who was always cheerful, was sullen and didn't intend to interrupt.

Now in this family, the daughter-in-law is the one who says nothing, and he has the lowest status, so he doesn't blame his son. The whole village is like this, and he is a little fearful of guilt.

The fat old man didn't respond to his son and daughter-in-law's muttering, but he couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

He felt that his son and daughter-in-law were delusional.

The old man didn't say anything, but unexpectedly, at this moment, the daughter-in-law rolled her eyes, and the conversation suddenly turned to the fat old man.

"I said father, how about?"

"Why don't you talk to Designer Bai?"

The words came too suddenly, choking the fat old man to cough.

"I?"

"I don't know Designer Bai, and it's useless for the village secretary to find him, and it's even more useless for me to go!"

Waving hands again and again.

"Father, you don't know."

"I've noticed that Designer Bai treats old people of your age with great respect."

"Go and talk about it, it will definitely succeed!"

The more the daughter-in-law thought about it, the more she felt it was feasible, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Father, you have to hurry up about this."

"I'm thinking, the first person can get Designer Bai's consent. Once everyone thinks of this idea, it will definitely be useless!"

His tone became a little hasty, and he stared straight at the old man.

"How about you go now?"

"Hey, what else do you want to eat? When you come back, I will make you whatever you want."

No, the fat old man wiped his face and suppressed his voice: "I won't go."

"Go, you go!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the daughter-in-law pulled it down with a slap in the face.

He picked up the bowl on the table and dropped it hard on the table.

There was only a 'bang', which made people shiver.

"I think you don't need to eat this meal!"

"I don't want to help the family even if I'm busy, and I'm a free eater at home"

"Look at Li Er's family..."

The words were getting worse and worse, and the voice seemed harsh.

The fat old man's face also became ugly, and he glanced at Mu Sheng's son angrily, but there was no reaction when he saw it.

The old man was also on fire.

Putting the bowl in front of him, he stood up from his seat with a huff.

"I really won't eat your bowl of rice."

After saying a word, without looking at his daughter-in-law, he got up and went out the door.

Going out, it's the old place, I plan to bask in the sun by the corner and smoke a cigarette.

to the land.

Hey, the old brothers are all here!
Everyone's face was not very good-looking, and they were smoking in muffled voices.

The old men looked at each other like this, and they made a guess in their hearts.

"you."

"you."

One after another, followed by a sigh: "Oh!"

"It's said that raising children will prevent old age, and raising children will prevent old age. I didn't expect that we would be so angry when we grow old."

The old man squatting in the corner said in a deep voice.

"Is there any way? It's not that we can't do it anymore. We have to be served at home every day, and we have to eat nothing."

"My daughter-in-law came up with an idea today. She wants me to find Designer Bai, and wants me to sell this old face."

"Can I promise? I definitely can't!"

"Don't say you don't have this ability, even if you have it, it won't work!"

The fat old man found a rock and sat down without any hesitation. He took out a dry cigarette and lit it, saying in a deep voice.

"If we can also have a job to do, it will be better than now, at least we are not idlers."

"What can we do? We are all at this age, and we can't even get off the ground."

"I suffer from this bird's anger every day!"

Several old men murmured and fell silent while puffing on their cigarettes.

"We can sing opera, Bouyei opera, eight-tone sitting singing, why can't we?"

After a while, someone suddenly spoke up.

"What good is it if we know how to sing? No one wants to listen to it now!"

"Old Li, if you want to say that our village's Buyi Opera is the second, no one dares to say the first."

He agreed twice, but as the atmosphere sank, the old people came to their senses and knew what the old man wanted to express earlier.

After a pause, someone said in a deep voice:
"Do you think Designer Bai is what we think?"

"It's been a few days, why hasn't there been any movement!"

"If he can really bring our old crafts to life, we can still be masters of this opera."

"Don't need too much money, just let us satisfy our own life"

"Hey, this is equivalent to saving us old men."

"If you can have an income, your status in the family will rise, and you don't have to treat us old men like masters anymore!"

"Don't tell me, if there is such a land, I'm willing to do it even if I don't have money."

"I just love these old crafts, and I'm afraid they will be lost."

"Me too, me too, it's so comfortable to be able to sing and sing operas when I'm old."

　New Years Chapter 1!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)