I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 367: Unbelievable Concept

Moreover, Qiao Zhihai and Wang Mei, this couple, always spoke negatively at home, and their sons were inevitably influenced by it.

Moreover, why did Qiao Family’s second son dare to do so?

It was because he was sure of himself, knowing that even if he were to poke a hole in the sky now, the Qiao Family would definitely help him patch it up.

This included his father, Qiao Zhicai.

And he was the main person involved.

Qiao Qingyu stood in the courtyard. At this time, her uncle who had received the letter had already pushed the door open and entered. Qiao Qingyu smiled, "Uncle, how come you are back? Isn’t it very busy at harvest?"

"I heard that you had come home, and I had to come back to see you. Speaking of which, your Uncle Sun knows you are back too. He said he would come tomorrow to see you and has some matters to discuss with you in person."

Uncle Sun referred to Vice Director Sun. Qiao Qingyu guessed it was probably about the Qiao Family Team’s seed base and the rice crops.

She smiled and agreed, then pointed at the pile of red bricks and asked, "Uncle, are these bricks for building a house?"

Qiao Zhiyuan nodded, "Planning to renovate this house after the harvest this summer."

The east and west wing rooms were just left as they were.

But the main house needed to be rebuilt.

Shengbao wasn’t young anymore. He was the youngest son and would be of age to get married in a couple of years. There were quite a few people proposing for him now. The money he earned himself was actually enough to build a house and marry a wife, but as parents, they could not just do nothing.

So they decided to rebuild the main house, changing the roof from straw to tiles, which would lessen their suffering from wind and rain.

And later, they planned to build a separate house for Qiao Shengbao.

But Qiao Qingyu said, "Uncle, if you trust me, don’t build the house just yet."

Qiao Zhiyuan paused and asked, "Why not build the house?"

Qiao Qingyu couldn’t be absolutely certain, but the basic trend was as she envisioned, unless it was the end of the world, which nobody could handle.

"Uncle, let me tell you, my initial idea is like this..."

Soon, Qiao Qingyu shared her preliminary thoughts about the Qiao Family Team with Qiao Zhiyuan.

As Qiao Qingyu spoke, Qiao Zhiyuan’s eyes widened, and he looked at her in disbelief.

After Qiao Qingyu finished, he took a long time to come back to reality and then murmured, "Qingyu, is what you said really true? This sounds like something out of a movie. Is it feasible?"

The village roads would be straight and wide, every household living in a two-story western-style building, centralized heating, and access to tap water...

He even felt his niece was spouting nonsense with her eyes open.

How could this be possible?

Not to mention the Qiao Family Team or the Harvest Commune, even the entire Ning’an County couldn’t achieve it.

"Uncle, believe me, since I’ve said this, we have a plan to follow, but it needs two to three years..."

"Don’t talk about two or three years, even if it could be done thirty years later, it would be a dream come true."

When Qiao Zhiyuan regained his senses, he sighed and said, "Qingyu, I know you want what’s best for the Qiao Family Team, but this isn’t easy, it’s tremendously difficult, nearly impossible."

First of all, where would the money come from?

Building wide cement roads and then constructing a two-story building for each family, plus a central heating boiler room—my god, how much would that cost?

Even if their seed base could now sell seeds at a high price, but still, he’s a farmer, an old farmer who has worked with the land his whole life. He knew that seed prices couldn’t go that high, how could they sell like gold?

So, this was impractical.

But the child had such beautiful ideas, he couldn’t dampen her spirits.

He continued, "No hurry, let’s take it slowly. Look at our last few New Years, we struggled to have a meal of dumplings, but look at this New Year, every household had not just dumplings but tables filled with chicken, duck, and fish."

On the side, the always quiet Qiao Shengbao shifted his eyes. He always felt his cousin wasn’t speaking nonsense or bragging.

But even he, who had seen the world, felt it was unlikely.

He added, "Indeed, life changes day by day. The first time I went to Nangang City and then the second time, and this last time I went, right next to the wholesale market, there were more than a dozen high-rise buildings..."

Qiao Qingyu knew these two didn’t believe her, and she also knew that after speaking out, no one would believe her.

However, perhaps some people would believe, thinking this was money arranged by Wu Xiucai.

But impossible, why would Wu Xiucai donate money for Qiao Family Team to fix roads and build villas? That’s a joke.

Qiao Qingyu just smiled and then shifted the topic to inquire about Qiao Zhihai’s situation.

"Uncle, do you know the contracting team in the county city? How come they suddenly asked my second uncle to manage things?"

"The head of the contracting team came from our village, just established last year. They build houses in the city, it’s Li Erguai’s son, Li Tie."

The Qiao Family Team also had many non-Qiao surnames, with Qiaos now only making up a small half.

To be frank, for the north, this number is already quite large; the north was originally settled by pioneers from various places, often with mixed surnames.

There’s also a part where an entire family migrated, just like the Qiao Family Team, their original home was indeed in Shanhai City.

Qiao Qingyu thought about it, her second uncle didn’t seem to have any special relation with Li Tie.

"Uncle, when did my second uncle become so close with Li Tie?"

Qiao Zhiyuan just scoffed, "Close? It’s all just opportunism."

Since the uncle saw clearly, Qiao Qingyu felt a bit relieved but still reminded her uncle, "Uncle, be careful. There’s no gain without reason. Why would Li Tie ask my second uncle to manage things for him out of the blue? My second uncle neither has the education nor the character, and he just got out. There’s no reason to use him from any angle, honestly, it must be targeting either you or my grandfather."

Qiao Zhiyuan bitterly smiled, "What could it be targeting me for? I’m just a team leader. At the end of the day, it’s definitely targeting your grandfather."

He then resentfully continued, "Your second uncle has changed, just like a toad."

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly echoed from outside the gate, "Why are you bad-mouthing him behind his back, big brother, what did my man do to deserve this treatment from you?"

It was Wang Mei.

The few people in the courtyard simultaneously frowned.

Then Wang Mei pushed the door and entered, strutting around the courtyard, her gaze finally landing on Qiao Qingyu.