As more and more people arrived, they kept coming up to Han Songlin to chat; basically, just to say hello and stuff. After all, Han Songlin's status was now different, no longer the crazy Han from before, but now he had to be called the richest Han!
The richest person in the entire Jiangzhong.
Han Songlin really deserves to be called the richest man in Jiangzhong.
There is no one in the whole of Jiangzhong who is richer than Han Songlin.
There is no doubt about this.
'Hey, Weiwei, you've become rich!'
Han Xiaowei giggled, 'It's all thanks to you!'
Han Songlin had also heard about Shengli Brick Factory from Xu Lu.
Shengli Brick Factory started production in May last year. Fule Wine Industry invested 400,000 yuan and took a 45% stake in the factory.
Fule Wine Industry only sent a financial manager to the factory, who did not interfere with the management of the factory.
Moreover, the financial manager of Fule Wine Industry did not always work at the factory. Basically, he was at the factory for two days a week, and most of the time he was still at Fule Wine Industry.
The successful completion of the first batch of bricks from Shengli Brickyard marked the completion of the brickyard.
From then on, Shengli Brickyard began to develop rapidly.
The bricks from the brickyard began to be in short supply.
Basically, as soon as the bricks were produced, they were taken away.
After the 1980s and into the 1990s, the farmers were able to save some money; plus, the overall economic development of Yuechi was quite good last year.
Now that they have money, people don't talk about going to the city to buy a house and so on.
No one has this idea at all.
Basically, unless you are doing business in the city or something, you will buy a house in the city, but for everyone else in the countryside, basically not.
After getting rich, they built new houses in the village, which attracted the envious glances of others.
When building houses in the countryside, they are basically all brick houses now. Even if it is a two-storey building, it is also built with bricks, and the floorboards are made of prefabricated boards.
This requires a large amount of bricks, so the business of brick factories is quite good at this time.
'How is the brick factory?'
'Business is booming. They're building new kilns all the time.'
Han Songlin smiled and didn't say anything. The brick-making industry is set to enjoy a long period of prosperity in the future.
After a few words with Han Xiaowei, Chen Yingping, looking pleased with himself, came over and greeted Zhao Li.
Han Songlin also looked at Chen Yingping curiously. The man really did seem different with a woman. He even walked with style.
Chen Yingping, who used to be messy, now looks like a human figure in clothes, and has hairspray in his hair. Han Songlin's mouth twitches slightly.
Han Songlin says he can't understand Chen Yingping's fashion.
On the contrary, the others seem to appreciate Chen Yingping's style.
Han Songlin looks at the baby in Zhao Li's arms. It's hard to believe that Chen Yingping, a bachelor, could have a family like this.
People kept coming up to Han Songlin to chat, and after looking around, he realised that Zhang Menglan and Tang Yan were the only ones without company.
He couldn't help but say something and walked over to them.
To be honest, Han Songlin didn't want to deal with it anymore.
'What are you chatting about, so happily?'
Zhang Menglan said, 'We girls are just having a little chat, why do you need to get involved?'
Han Songlin sat down, pretending to be ignorant of Zhang Menglan's attempts to act young.
How old are you? You're almost thirty, and you're still calling yourself a girl.
By the way, why doesn't Zhang Menglan have a child at her age?
She can't, can she? Her husband can't do it, right?
Han Songlin looked at the table, which had only two plates of melon seeds and candies, and no water. He fell into deep thought, wondering where he could get some tea.
But then, if there's no tea, drinks will do!
In rural areas, it's not yet popular to serve things like cola at banquets.
In Shu, when you have a banquet, the drink is basically VIVO soymilk.
When you have a barbecue, it goes well with the barbecue.
Han Songlin gave it a thought and really saw it. There were quite a few boxes of soymilk stacked there.
Han Songlin went over and got a bottle, and then looked for a cup.
It was so convenient!
Han Ting was originally playing with a group of friends, but when she saw Han Songlin drinking soymilk, she also brought her younger sisters over.
She even brought a group of them over.
Han Songlin poured some for everyone, and since they were paper cups, he didn't mind using them.
His gaze fell on Han Ze's body. His clothes, which had originally been clean, were now covered in mud and grass clippings.
The three Han Ting sisters, Han Ting was okay, now that she finally knows not to crawl on the ground.
As for Han Yumeng, she was a little better.
Han Yufei, forget it, I'll stop talking about her.
Han Yufei can now walk and even jog a little, but she's having so much fun that crawling on the ground has become a basic skill.
Rubbing his forehead, Han Songlin subconsciously looked at Liu Yuyan, who was sitting with the others.
At this time, Liu Yuyan was meeting with a group of sisters-in-law, so naturally there was a lot of gossip to be had.
Han Songlin pulled Han Yufei over, patted the dirt off her, and said to Han Ting, 'I told you to look after your younger sister, not let her roll around on the ground!'
Han Ting held up her small hands, indicating that she was helpless: 'If my younger sister wants to crawl on the ground, there's nothing I can do about it!'
Han Songlin didn't know what to say to that, because Han Ting was right.
Han Ting herself was still at an age where she needed looking after.
'Uncle Songlin, more!' Han Ze held up his cup and asked for more soymilk.
Han Songlin shook the bottle and there was still plenty of soymilk left.
But the soymilk was cold.
Children shouldn't drink too much cold drinks.
'It's all gone!'
Han Ze was short and couldn't see what was on the table.
Han Ze didn't think much about it, let out a small 'oh', placed the paper cup on top of the stool, and ran directly away.
Han Songlin's gaze followed the figure of Han Ze, watching Han Ze and a group of children playing on the slide on the dirt path. His mouth couldn't help but twitch a little.
The happiness of children is so simple.
Just a small slope, and it can keep them playing for a whole day, and they still find it particularly interesting.
Even when they grow up, they can still remember the happiness of today.
Zhang Menglan mused, 'You like boys?'
Han Songlin looked at Zhang Menglan strangely and asked, "Why?'
Like boys? I'd have to be crazy to like boys.
I'm a boy myself. Doesn't Han Songlin know how annoying boys can be when they're little?
"It's nothing!' Zhang Menglan thought Han Songlin must like boys, but now that they have three girls, he doesn't want Liu Yuyan to be sad, so he says he doesn't like boys.
Otherwise, why did Han Songlin look at Han Ze with such a special gaze?
At twelve noon, the meal started on time.
Firecrackers, of course, had to be set off.
It was Chinese New Year, so naturally there could be no shortage of firecrackers.
After the meal, the table was cleared away, and the opera troupe began to prepare to start singing.
Of course, this singing was just singing, and the elderly, women, and children liked to watch.
The men, on the other hand, set up the card table one after the other.
Playing cards, eating melon seeds, watching the opera, none of this was a problem.
Han Songlin sat a little further away and watched the performance on the stage.
It was a very characteristic Sichuan performance.
Compared to performances in theatres, the standard of the performers was a little lower, but they still won everyone's approval and there was a constant stream of applause.