Han Songlin was curious about this, but it was obviously unrealistic to want to investigate. Not every truth in the world can be found.
'Where's Mom?' Han Songlin asked in a low voice, still looking in the direction of the bedroom.
Liu Yuyan said, 'Mom went to Songcai's place.'
Han Songlin was slightly stunned. What was Songcai doing over there?
'Songcai is in Rongcheng most of the time now, and he said he opened a decoration shop there. Business is quite good; he only comes back once every ten days or half a month.'
Transportation from Rongcheng to Yuechi was not very convenient at the moment, so this was not surprising.
After nearly 30 years of development, there was no way there wouldn't be a huge gap.
'He really opened it up!' Han Songlin looked very calm, and he was also quite happy that Han Songcai was doing well.
Liu Yuyan leaned against Han Songlin, with a faint feeling of sadness in her heart.
Usually, Liu Yuyan didn't have much to do, and she had also met some people in the county town.
When chatting together, she had heard that some men made money outside and then directly sought mistresses and the like.
Such men must be kept under control.
Han Songlin, however, was unaware of Liu Yuyan's worries. He was hugging Han Yufei, beaming from ear to ear.
The little one was already eight months old and could crawl around on the floor.
In the house, all the various things with horns were now wrapped up.
Facing Han Songlin, whom she had not seen for several months, Han Yufei did not appear shy. She lifted her little hand and teased Han Songlin.
'Mom's health, I didn't explain it very clearly on the phone, is there really nothing wrong?'
Han Songlin took a more open view of life and death, but also felt that in the world of mortals, there is nothing higher than life and death.
As long as it is not about life and death, it is a trivial matter.
Liu Yuyan whispered, 'Mom's health is not very good. She went to the hospital for a check-up and there was nothing serious, just high blood pressure. She is taking medicine to lower her blood pressure.'
'Also, I think Mom wants to go live in the countryside!'
Han Songlin opened his mouth. He could understand this; according to tradition, if someone died outside, no paper offerings could be burnt in front of the ancestral shrine in the main room in the future.
Instead, the paper offerings had to be burnt outside the house.
This difference in treatment was too great for the elderly.
It was as if they were not even allowed to enter the house when they died!
How miserable to describe it.
In the years that followed, people's thinking constantly evolved, and not many people cared about this, except for the elderly.
Rubbing his head, he thought this was really troublesome.
Han Songlin was not going to say anything to change the outlook on life that the elderly had held for decades.
This outlook on life starts to take shape slowly when you're a teenager, and by your thirties it's basically set in stone.
In your forties and fifties, it basically becomes very difficult to accept new ideas.
After that, you start to be called an old stubborn.
If you have a high level of education, your thinking will become less stereotyped over time.
Life outlook is definitely related to one's experiences, so don't casually mock other people's views.
'What do you think should be done?' Han Songlin was indecisive, so he consulted Liu Yuyan.
Liu Yuyan said, 'Why don't I go back to the countryside with my mother?'
Usually, Han Songlin was not around, and Han Songlin was a bit lonely with the children in the city.
Liu Mingcheng and Yang Xiufang went to the pig farm, which was under construction, so Liu Mingcheng hurried over.
As for Liu Yang, he only went home on weekends.
He is usually at school.
Liu Yang will be in his third year of high school in the second half of the year, and he will have to take the college entrance exam next year.
He is getting more and more nervous about his studies.
Going to the countryside?
Han Songlin looked up and stared at Liu Yuyan; then he frowned and thought for a moment, shaking his head and saying, 'I haven't lived in the house in the countryside for a long time, and if I go back, I'll have to clean up for a while.'
'Oh, by the way, has the cement road on the team been repaired?'
'I heard that it has been repaired, but I haven't been back to see.'
Liu Yuyan had heard a lot about it from her sister-in-law.
Han Songlin said, 'At Fuxing Industry, although there are still some things that haven't been done well, it's on the right track. In the future, when the road from Yuechi to Yanghe is repaired, it will be much more convenient to travel back and forth. By then, I'll be able to come back every week.'
Liu Yuyan couldn't help but feel a little surprised on hearing this: 'Really?'
'Of course it's true, I'll come back every week to pay my taxes!'
'You're so annoying! The kids are still here,' Liu Yuyan said, lightly smacking Han Songlin. How could she say such things in front of the children?
Han Songlin put Han Yufei down, looked at Han Ting, and said with a smile, "Ting'er, you look after your sister, while Mum and I go inside and talk about something.'
Han Ting: "Oh, okay!'
Liu Yuyan blushed in embarrassment, somewhat unwilling, but she was forcibly pulled into the house by Han Songlin.
Han Ting's birthday was not really taken seriously, so she just went to the cake shop and bought a cake, and then some close family and friends came over for a simple meal, and that was it.
Han Songlin's words in Yanghe were fine, but after coming back to Yuechi, some relationships naturally had to be maintained.
Relationships must be maintained.
Over time, even the best relationships can become strangers.
Zhou Youwei is riding high these days, and the economy of Yuechi is expected to improve even further this year.
At this time, Yuechi is undergoing a facelift.
The sidewalks are being paved with bricks, which makes the streets look much nicer than before.
'Zhou County, I heard that the county is going to demolish the old street and build new buildings there?'
What is the old street of Yuechi?
If you really trace it back, it can be said to be very old.
The history of the founding of cities in China is relatively long, often thousands of years, and the shortest ones are only a few hundred years.
Industrial and mining cities like Mufan City, which have only risen in the past few decades, account for a relatively small proportion of cities in China.
Zhou Youwei nodded and looked at Han Songlin, thinking to himself, is Han Songlin trying to take over this project?
Doing real estate business is profitable at all times.
Right now, it's in a stage of making money quietly.
Han Songlin didn't want to get involved in this matter, but there are things that Han Songlin feels he has to fulfill his obligations.
Yuechi is his hometown, and naturally Han Songlin hopes that Yuechi can develop well.
'Zhou County, I have an idea, I don't know if it's right or not!'
Zhou Youwei straightened his body, and Han Songlin's opinion must be considered by the county.
'Songlin, between us, let's not beat around the bush. Just say what you have to say.'
Han Songlin smiled and said, 'As for the old street, I think it shouldn't be demolished!'
Zhou Youwei frowned slightly. Why shouldn't the old street be demolished?
The old street is now full of wooden buildings, with messy wires and other things. Not only is it unsightly, it also poses a major safety hazard.
Nowadays, everyone is working hard to modernise the city, and they think that reinforced concrete buildings are the only way to go.
Old houses should be demolished.