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Seeing Yang Qinghe, Wang Jianjun, and Li Xiuzhen gathered together, Yu Songyu walked over to greet them.
"Xiao Yu, this is Brother Song Yu. He’s an expert at building houses, and he’s the one leading the work for the Supply and Marketing Cooperative!" Yang Qinghe introduced the two.
"Hello, Brother Song! I’ll be counting on you for this!" Yu Songyu greeted him with a smile, confident that Yang Qinghe had made a good choice.
"Haha, no trouble at all. You can rest assured that whether it’s the house or the courtyard wall, I’ll make sure to complete it with quality and quantity!" Song Yu replied, his dark skin and honest smile making him seem like a reliable person.
"Well then, I’ll be relying on you during this time, Brother Song!" Yu Songyu said as she pulled Yang Qinghe aside.
"About the house?"
"Yes, I want to build two rooms. I’ll set up a small courtyard for you to live in comfortably!"
Yang Qinghe felt a bit uneasy; he was worried that taking the initiative might upset Yu Songyu.
"That sounds great! I actually prefer a quiet place. Have you discussed the payment?"
"Yes, we’ve settled on it! For two Big Tile Houses and the outer courtyard wall, it will cost this much. We can go get the wood ourselves from the mountains!"
"That works. Do you have enough money? If not, I can lend you some!"
"I have enough. Besides, it’s for building a wedding house; how can I let you spend your money!" Yang Qinghe spoke gently, his eyes filled with warmth.
"What? So you were waiting here all along!"
Yu Songyu playfully punched him, but he didn’t dodge; instead, he took her small hand in his palm to warm it up.
"Tsk tsk tsk, truly a case of one thing dominating another. Usually, you’re either glaring at me or kicking me. Look at you now, so docile like a little cat!"
Wang Jianjun watched their interaction from afar and couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Was this really the Yang Qinghe he knew?
"What are you standing there for? Go get Li!"
A thunderous voice startled Wang Jianjun, making him jump as if his soul had almost left his body.
"Hey, Zhen, how many times have we talked about this? Next time, keep your voice down. You nearly gave me a heart attack! Feel this, my heart is racing!"
Li Xiuzhen raised her hand to touch her chest, and indeed, it was true.
"Oh, I'll be more careful next time!"
"See? That's more like it! Your words are so gentle and feminine now! This daughter-in-law really knows how to charm!"
"Why aren't you going yet?"
Li Xiuzhen felt a bit embarrassed by his words, and she indeed had a hint of that playful, coy demeanor typical of a little woman.
Wang Jianjun smiled as he moved closer to Li. He didn't quite understand what was happening to him. He had always thought he would prefer delicate girls like Yu Songyu, but after spending time together, he found himself oddly fond of Li Xiuzhen!
Now, even if Li Xiuzhen scolded him, he felt completely at ease. If only she could kick him a couple of times too; that would make him even happier.
He wasn't sure if this made him a masochist or not, but there was some truth in the saying that "like attracts like."
Meanwhile, Yu Songyu and Yang Qinghe were discussing calling Song Yuxin over to cook. After all, it wouldn't be fair for someone to help build their house without providing a meal in return.
Coincidentally, both Old Lady Tai and Zhao Lianzhi had gone to the town, making it convenient to hire someone for cooking.
Because of this situation, many villagers began to envy Song Yu's family, saying the couple was quite capable and could earn double the income.
Of course, several villagers also inquired if they needed any help, hoping to add some income for their own families.
However, there were also some troublemakers among the villagers who were envious. They gossiped about Yang Qinghe working hard to help Yu Songyu build their house.
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