After determining the land, it's time to design the house.

Yang Cong is very enthusiastic and gives Xia Qian many suggestions. But Xia Qian threw him a drawing: "uncle, you build a house according to this!"

"What's this?" Yang Cong was stunned. He couldn't understand the drawing.

Generally, building houses in rural areas is very simple, but Xia Qian's drawings are the standard style of siheyuan! That's the standard for landlords!

"When I build a house, I must build the best one in Yangliu village!" Xia Qian raised her chin with pride.

But Yang Cong said, "at least one hundred taels of silver will come down."

"It's OK. I have money." Xia Qian said.

She used to live in luxury houses in her previous life. Now she really doesn't want to live in a small house. She wants to live in an ancient luxury house!

"But I haven't built such a room. I don't know if it's ok..." Yang Cong is under great pressure.

Xia Qianqian said, "it's OK, I understand. You just do as I say. "

In ancient times, men were all engaged in construction. They don't need any complicated drawings. They all talk with their mouths and rely on their understanding and experience. The styles of houses are similar to each other.

Therefore, Yang Cong is skeptical of Xia Qianqian's ability: "Qianqian, building a house is to live for several generations. It must be firm. It's not a kiln. It will be replaced in a few years."

"I know. The house I designed must be strong. Dig the foundation first, and I'll tell you the structure slowly. You'll check the quality and make sure it's built. It's the most beautiful house in all the villages. "

Xia Qianqian is full of confidence, Yang Cong is not good to say anything, said: "well, I will do my best."

"Well."

Before he left, Yang Cong went to old Xia's home. He told Yang about Xia Qianqian's plan to build a super big house. Yang was very happy: "brother, you must build it well and build it solid! In the future, I will live in that big house

"What are you talking about?" Yang Cong lowered his face. "That's Xia Qian's house, not yours."

"Brother, you don't understand. Xia Qianqian said that she will go to the capital in the future. She won't stay in Yangliu village all the time. When she moves away, the big house will be mine

Yang Cong Leng Leng: "since she wants to go to the capital, why spend a lot of money to build such a good house?"

"I don't know. She's rich now. She doesn't worry about spending. Just do what she says. " Yang said with a smile.

Xia Qianqian is so generous. She wants to be the landlord of Yangliu village!

Lao Xia's family, it's time to be proud again.

Yang quickly slaughtered the chicken and sent it to him happily.

But at the door of Xia Qian's house, there was a carriage. The two boys were moving things in, each of which was filled with red silk and red baskets. They were very happy.

Is Mr. Gu offering the bride price?

Yang was even more happy, carrying the chicken in, shouting: "Qianqian, the third aunt has come to send you the chicken..."

But instead of meeting Gu Changsheng at home, he was a handsome young man.

"Mr. Song, do you see that? There is no shortage of meat in our family. Take everything back with you. " Xia Qian stares at Song deqiu with a straight face.

She was so angry that song deqiu came to her home quietly to propose marriage!

And brought a bunch of gifts to make a big show.

What if you let Gu Changsheng know?

"Miss Xia, I'm sincere. Please think about it carefully. As for betrothal gifts, you may ask, but I will do it. " Song deqiu said.

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