Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 845 The Truth About Xiao Hong Having No Siblings

Chen Xiao said, "You can't stop thinking about the dance hall. Is it because I'm not letting you go? Why don't you think about buying Xiaobaihua? There's a movie theater there, and they can even show pornographic videos."

Chen Xiao glared at Chen Xiao: "What nonsense are you talking about? Get lost."

Xiao Wei said, "We don't get involved in things like dance hall video recordings; it's too chaotic. Bathhouses, swimming pools, bowling all work, as do Western restaurants, cafes, gyms, and billiards. Billiards is also an option, but not just anyone can go in; there have to be rules."

Chen Hui said, "A coffee shop, that's nice. You can sit for a while and listen to music, it's comfortable. How about we open one upstairs?"

Xiao Wei turned to look at the building and said, "If you want to build one, just build one. There's space anyway. Just factor in the cost of the interior components."

Chen Xiao said, "We always veer off-topic when we start talking. Roses, shall we buy them or not?"

Xiao Wei laughed and said, "Buy it, if you can buy it, then buy it. It'll save us the trouble of going to the capital to look for it. If you rush into it, it's not a good deal, and you'll just end up being taken advantage of."

The old man asked, "What kind of roses are you talking about?"

Xiao Wei said, "A hotel. A large guesthouse or inn, just bigger, with more services."

The old man nodded: "It's just a place for people to stay, right? Does that need to be managed by Hong Kong people? Just put up a bed, that's all. Just charge people who come to stay, provide some hot water and washbasins, and maybe set up a canteen."

Xiao Wei's dad said, "Xiao Wei and his team want to build a high-end hotel. You wouldn't understand, brother."

The old man asked, "High-class? Even the most high-class place is just for sleeping. How much does it cost to stay there for a day?"

Chen Hui said, "Two or three hundred, depending on the room. A regular room is two or three hundred, and a good one is five or six hundred."

Xiao Wei said, "If it involves renovations, this price probably won't be enough, right?"

Chen Hui said, "That definitely won't work. We'll see how it goes. We can't make it too expensive."

The old man was startled: "My goodness, you're sleeping on gold? Who would go there?"

Xiao Wei's mother stood at the building entrance and called out, "Stop talking, everyone, come back for dinner. Big brother, would you like to have a bite here?"

The old man said, "I don't eat that stuff. I'm going home. I stewed a chicken today and used Longjiang potatoes."

Xiaowei's mom said, "Longjiang potatoes are good, as are the flour. I'll bring some back tomorrow to stew some green beans."

The old man went home, and the people here came in to eat. There was rice porridge, boiled potatoes and eggplant, scallions and lettuce, blanched wild vegetables, freshly fried egg sauce, and radish and beef soup. They also blanched a big bowl of radish slices.

Xiao Wei's dad said, "This is good. Radish slices with sauce, so fresh! Why not wait for construction?"

Aunt Wang checked the time and said, "Let's eat and wait. We haven't received a call yet, and it should be about time by now."

Xiao Wei asked Chen Hui, "How much do you estimate it will cost? We don't have enough money on hand, do we? How about we buy some houses?"

Chen Hui pulled out a chair for Chen Xiao and said, "Don't rush. We didn't use our own money for the An Dong Da Lian Xi project, and we still have the principal. If we provide a house now, it's a bit of a loss according to your logic. If it really doesn't work, let Shenhe District help us find a solution. They'd love to."

Xiao Wei said, "If only our area were in Shenhe, it would be great. It's just across the street. Dongling is an agricultural area, and its conditions in all aspects are indeed not as good as Shenhe."

Chen Hui said, "Then it'll happen soon. Look around here, things should be moving around a lot soon. Several construction sites have started. I heard that the road is going to be rebuilt. This area will be considered part of the city area in the future. I estimate that it will either belong to Heping or Shenhe. Dongling can't hold onto it. The Wulihe area wasn't originally Dongling. After it's built, you'll see, it will be Heping."

Xiao Wei sat down next to Chen Hui, handed out chopsticks to everyone, and said, "What good is the Eastern Tombs? They just use the good places and then tear them down."

Chen Hui said, "I heard that Dongling is also going to expand its area. Yu Hong will allocate a part of it to build a development zone, which is located in the area of ​​the Agricultural University. Do you think we should acquire land in the development zone and expand a few factories there, building specialized factory buildings and employee residential areas?"

Xiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "That's a good idea. The costs over there shouldn't be too high. And it seems like the packaging plants are all there, which would be convenient."

Chen Hui said, "There are many small private factories there, mainly because of their low costs. Land, factory buildings, and labor are all cheap. There seem to be several cardboard and shoe box factories, as well as printing and packaging factories and plastic bag factories. I'm worried that the supporting infrastructure won't keep up. There isn't even a decent road there; it's all muddy when it rains."

Xiao Wei said, "Now that it's a development zone, the government should build it, right?"

Xiaowei's mother said, "Let's eat, let's eat first, then we can talk about your important military and national affairs."

Xiao Hong came in pouting: "You didn't even call me for meals! Are you trying to starve me? Are you all planning to abandon me?"

Aunt Wang laughed and scolded, "You're like a pig every day now, all you do is eat and sleep. Who knows what time you're going to sleep? Your food is still in the pot, go get it yourself."

Xiaowei's mom said, "That's true, Xiaohong. Why don't we have Xiaowei accompany you to the hospital for a checkup? You've been sleeping way too much lately, eating a lot, and you haven't gained any weight. Could something be wrong?"

Xiao Hong pulled out a chair and sat down, saying, "You all don't wish me any good things. Where's my dad?"

Aunt Wang went to the pot and brought over the dishes she had saved for Xiaohong, saying, "It's time to get home, eat first."

Before he had even finished a potato, Uncle Wang came in, smiling, and said, "Wow, you've already started eating?" He put down his bag, washed his hands, and sat down. "Where's the rice? You need sorghum rice to make rice; regular rice doesn't taste as good."

Xiao Hong said, "I disagree. Sorghum rice is too hard to eat; it makes my throat feel rough."

Uncle Wang took a sip of water and rice, rolled up a scallion in a lettuce leaf, and said, "You guys have never suffered. Back then, it was a blessing to be able to eat your fill, let alone be picky. We had to eat tree leaves, and sorghum was considered a good thing. Don't you know that eating more whole grains is good for your health?"

Xiao Wei's dad said, "Back then, sorghum was definitely considered a good thing. I remember many families relied on sorghum to feed their children, otherwise they would have starved to death. Actually, tree leaves weren't bad to eat either; I quite liked elm seed buns."

Uncle Wang said, "Our place is alright, we're not too short of food. Those who own land can manage to fill their stomachs. What can't we eat on the mountain in summer and autumn? It was in the city that we were really starving back then. Food rations were so tight. To be honest, if it weren't for you guys supporting us, Xiao Hong might have starved to death. If she hadn't been starving, Xiao Hong would have had a younger brother, but we didn't dare to have one."

Xiao Hong: "Huh? My life is so hard? I feel like our family has been doing alright since I was little. I remember when I was little, I even brought Xiao Wei some white flour steamed buns, and he said he couldn't get any at home."

Xiao Wei's father said, "Back then, we really couldn't get enough to eat. The city's grain stations supplied refined grains, but where were we supposed to get them in the countryside? We ate whatever we grew, so why would we spend money to buy them? Besides, we didn't have the money."

(End of this chapter)