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Chapter 495

Zeng Yunfeng put down the phone. He had wanted to make this decision a long time ago, but he hadn't made up his mind until today when Shuihua came to talk to him about Depot.This project of Depot must be a bad project. Now it is in the middle of the administrative transfer between the two places. Once the leadership is changed, it will be difficult to continue this project. However, the local development cannot wait, especially the thousands of acres of land. The wheat seedlings in the field are waiting to be watered.

He couldn't wait year after year.

Minning Town is next to Anning County, next to Qingtong Gorge, and the northeastern area is Shizuishan, Yinchuan. However, there are thousands of acres of land to the west of Jintan Village, Minning Town, and it is difficult to divert water from the main canal of Qingtong Gorge, so The water pumping station project must be built, and it must be built well, otherwise it will be very difficult to get some water from the thousands of acres of land in Minning Town, west of Anning County, and these few mechanical wells alone will not be enough.

If the water from the Yellow River wants to reach Minning Town, it is not possible to flow in along the stream, nor can all the water flow in from the Yellow River by repairing ditches, but to pump the water from the Yellow River through pumping stations. The upper pumping path is a few meters high and then flows down the river to the fields, so a pumping station must be built.

If you want to build this place into the south of the Yangtze River, it is absolutely impossible without water, and Zeng Yunfeng wants to plant grassland on the land under Helan Mountain without water. Basically, there are strong winds in this place all year round. There was very little rain, and without the Yellow River, wanting to build pastures was pure nonsense.

The Yellow River is dozens of miles away from Zeng Yunfeng's grassland, and there is no pumping station, what a fart.

When Zeng Yunfeng and Shuihua came back from Xihaigu and returned to Jintan Village, they ran into Debao who had been frustrated for a year.

"Dabao, what's the matter?" Zeng Yunfeng looked at Debao curiously.

Depot said helplessly and frustrated, "What else can I do? It's not about the project fund. My sister-in-law just gave me a few days ago to transfer the amount to advance the project fund. Originally, it was said that it would be able to turn around in the next month. Who knows before After the first construction period, the project payment has not yet been settled, and now I am a little discouraged, and I don’t know whether it was right or wrong to listen to my elder brother to continue this project.”

Zeng Yunfeng patted Depot on the shoulder and said, "We should meet or we must see each other. The current period of time belongs to a period of rapid development. It is nothing more than depositing two money first, and then asking them for project funds. The government will not run away." .”

Depot's brows were all wrinkled together.

"Well, I know that the project you are undertaking is a resettlement building for the entire village. This is no small matter. In the future, the folks from our Kushui Village and Yongquan Village will move here. The better you can build it , the more stable it is built, the more people will benefit.”

"Now is not the time to bargain. Let's do it first. If you don't have enough money, let your sister-in-law get you some more." Zeng Yunfeng patted Depot on the shoulder and walked towards his home after finishing speaking.

The home is very close to the grassland we planted, only two miles away. Zeng Yunfeng misses Hei Zai very much after being away from home for so long, so he went to take a look first. Hei Zai was running back and forth among the mare, sniffing the horse's butt , Sniffing that horse's buttocks, it's too happy.

Whenever he saw Hei Zai, Zeng Yunfeng was very happy and happy. Hei Zai was so happy when he saw Zeng Yunfeng's arrival, he ran all the way with his horse's hooves, and ran to Zeng Yunfeng's side, and he touched him. With satin-like hair, Hei Zai also enjoyed rubbing Zeng Yunfeng's hand.

"You turtle grandson, I didn't expect you to be so lustful. Two wooden horses are not enough, but one horse takes up six or seven mares. Are you busy?" Hei Zai snorted, drooling all over the place. All, expressing disdain, as if to say what this little thing is.

The Helan Mountain in the distance is hazy and cannot be seen clearly. Under the cover of the yellow sand climate, there is only a hazy black belt.

Every time he saw Hei Zai and the grassland here, Zeng Yunfeng's hands felt a little itchy, and he didn't know if it was trained by Huang Yaoshi back then, or if he had killed too many people in the rivers and lakes.

Every once in a while, the violent air in his heart would germinate unconsciously. This kind of emotion became more and more weird, coming and going quickly, and even he didn't know where these emotions came from.

That time in Xiangjiang, he almost caught fire and killed that person. Fortunately, he kept his anger down. It is said that he has lived at such an old age and for so many years. He can be regarded as an old monster who has lived for many years. It should be handy when it comes to suppressing anger, but it just isn't.

It may be because he frequently seals up his memories, which makes his temperament very weird. Sometimes he can't figure out what kind of inexplicable temper he has, and sometimes he can do anything when he is in charge.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the sky, it was getting late, and it was time for dinner again.

Zeng Yunfeng returned to Jintan Village on a motorcycle. The motorcycle modified by him was much higher in terms of comfort and safety. When he saw his home from a distance, this house was still the same as before. Brick and tile houses, among the many adobe houses and newly built brick and tile houses, the houses are not so conspicuous, only a big windmill is particularly eye-catching.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the house in front of him and suddenly realized that it was time to renovate. It has been so long now, and many people around Zeng Yunfeng's house have started to build brick houses. His family has earned so much money. But he didn't let his daughter-in-law and himself spend it, and used it all for production. Now it's time to improve his life.

Zeng Yunfeng sat down at the dining table, there was no suspense, four dishes and one soup, Xiaotang's eyes looked at the dishes on the table, a little depressed, the dishes here were far inferior to those at grandma's or uncle's.

Even if my mother's cooking is really good, but if I eat this kind of food every day, no one can bear it, but Xiaotang never resorts to saying that the food made by his mother is not good, because he is very clear about it. He knew that his old lady would get violent at any time.

It is possible that one's own mother will not beat up one's cheap daddy, but it is very, very easy to beat oneself up, and the probability of this happening is also very high.

Zeng Yunfeng picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, chewed it, frowned, and Shuihua next to him looked at Zeng Yunfeng's face with concern.

Shuihua knows very clearly that her husband is not good at mouth, and if there is even a little bit of something wrong, he will be blamed by him for several days. What salt is missing, what onion is not put, what this and that, picky no.

But even so, every time Shuihua cooks this kind of meal, she hopes to ask Zeng Yunfeng's opinion, because she knows very clearly that as long as she passes Zeng Yunfeng's test, the people in this village, no, the whole county will not say anything. So much for her to cook.

Because Zeng Yunfeng really seems to have grown an emperor's tongue. When he tasted the dishes, he was savvy, and his advice was reasonable. She really wanted to find out from Zeng Yunfeng how he had such a tongue, and how could he know what it was? The food is delicious?Which dishes are not delicious, and how to make them delicious?How can it be delicious?

You must know that Yong Fu has never cooked once since he got married, not even once.

So Shui Hua was very curious about how he knew how to cook, and how he knew how the dishes in those restaurants were made.

The last time they went to the chorus competition for the meal, she was stunned when Zeng Yunfeng commented on the dishes at the dinner table. The strange way made her very strange. When her husband was at home, he was never like this.

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