My village can't be like this

Chapter 587 Depressed Ding Yi
A few days later, the dock by the river was built.

Because the river embankment had only been built recently and the foundation was very solid, the dock was built on the foundation of the river embankment, so the construction speed was very fast.

The entire pier is about ten meters long. It is said to be a pier, but Zhang An actually thinks it is more like a platform dedicated to boarding ships.

The sightseeing boat ordered by the village has not been delivered yet, so only Zhang An's small boat is parked here alone.

The field behind the pier had been exchanged by Zhang Jianwen with the villagers for private land elsewhere in the village, and now a small house had been built in it.

After building so many yards and many private houses contracted from the village, the team led by Zhang An and his second uncle have become very skilled in their work, and their speed is not slow at all.

Although it didn't take long and the work started only after the pier was built, the walls of this small ticket selling house have been built and are just waiting to be capped.

However, the brackets inside have been set up, and the steel building materials are just waiting to be tied in, and then the roof can be built.

As long as it doesn't rain in the next few days, the small house can be built in a week at most.

"Hey, how come a platform has been built here in just a few days? You couldn't have built it specially to park the boat, right?"

When Zhang An was checking the dock by the river, Ding Yi came over from the opposite side.

He saw Zhang An from a distance and came directly after crossing the bridge.

"That's not true. I don't have that much ability. This is a newly built pier in the village. It will be specially used to park boats in the future."

Although his uncle Zhang Jianwen had not yet revealed that he wanted to buy a sightseeing boat, Zhang An had thought about building a place by the river specifically for parking boats.

But in the end, he didn't dare to take action. After all, the land by the river belonged to the public, and he didn't dare to build randomly.

"Oh? It's been so long. Does the village plan to buy a boat?"

At first, Ding Yi thought it was Zhang An himself who built this place specifically to park ships.

After hearing what Zhang An said, he immediately realized that the village was planning to buy a boat.

"Yes, and I have already bought ten of them. I think they will be delivered in two days."

Zhang An nodded to Ding, pointed to the small house with only a few frames in the back and continued.

"Have you seen this house? If you want to take a boat ride, buy your tickets from this place."

"Hey, I didn't expect Village Chief Zhang to be willing to sacrifice so much this time. The cost of building ten ships is not cheap."

As for Zhang Jianwen buying so many boats at once, Ding Yi really looked at him differently.

"But this is a good thing, because there are no such high-end gadgets in the county."

"That's true. For a lake as big as the People's Park in the city, it feels a bit in vain if we don't put a few sightseeing boats in it."

Although this sightseeing boat is not very popular, it is not available everywhere.

There is a large artificial lake in the county, and there are usually a lot of people there, but there is no such thing there.

Now that Zhang Jianwen has bought ten boats at once, the village has finally completed overtaking in a corner.

"By the way, I got the saplings you asked for before."

The small pier was empty. After taking a few glances, Ding turned his attention away and told Zhang An about his coming here.

"Ah, what sapling?"

Zhang An was stunned. For a moment, he really didn't remember what saplings he had asked for from Ding Yi.

"Huanghuali, when you moved the cabinet with me last time, didn't you say you wanted it? Look at your memory."

Ding glanced at Zhang An, who had forgotten all about it, and then reminded him.

The people involved in the relationship have forgotten it, but he still remembers it in his heart.

"Oh, I think about it. It's been so long ago that I don't remember it. And I was just joking at the time. Did you really go find it?"

Zhang An smiled sheepishly at Ding Yi. He might have had this idea at the time, but he was half joking and didn't take it to heart after that.

"It just happened. I went to my friend's place a few days ago. Then I remembered this and asked him to bring me some. In addition to huanghuali, there was also small-leaf red sandalwood, golden nanmu, etc. I didn't know. I brought some samples, but you are weird. You don’t have ready-made wood, so you have to use this useless sapling. "

Ding Yi knew that Zhang An was a carpenter, so he thought that if the guy liked it, he could get him some ready-made materials.

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't want the ready-made ingredients, but he wanted some saplings.

"Hey, just plant it for fun. When it grows up later, it can be considered as leaving something for future generations of the family."

Zhang An had never thought about using these expensive woods to make furniture for his home. He really just wanted to plant a few trees to try.

"Then just plant it. These things grow so slowly, especially the golden nanmu. It can't grow well in just a few decades. Besides, you are the one who planted it now, but it will take a few decades. Hundreds of years later, it may not be yours."

Ding Yi couldn't believe that he just said it casually, but it turned out to be a fact many years later.

"Hey, why bother with all that."

Despite what Ding Yi said, Zhang An didn't care at all.

Because he has no intention of planting these things outside. After many years, it will benefit some people and he will plant them in space.

"It's up to you. Let's go and get it back first. It's still in my car."

Ding Yi didn't think about what to say, because he had already helped to find it, and he knew that Zhang An usually liked to mess with this.

In fact, he was very envious of Zhang An's life, where he was free from any fetters and could lead a carefree life for the whole family.

It's just that he can't learn. After all, he was born in a family like theirs. If he doesn't make progress, he will regress.

"Damn, why did you do so many things?"

Arriving at the parking lot at the intersection of Dongli Road and Ding Yi opening the trunk, Zhang An's eyes widened.

Because the trunk of his car was full of saplings.

Originally, he thought that no matter how exaggerated Ding Yi was, a dozen or twenty trees would be enough.

Unexpectedly, I actually got so many of them back, how many there must be.

"I'm kidding, if it's less, why did I ask you to come here? I can get it to your house by myself."

In fact, if there is a single tree species, there can be at most a dozen trees of each species, but there are so many species, and they all add up to just such a pile.

Ding Yi himself didn't expect to have so many. He just talked to his friend, but after the friend asked him what he wanted, he just got such a pile.

This also fully shows that although these golden nanmu, huanghuali, etc. are the best wood, the ungrown saplings are really nothing.

After everyone moved back home, Zhang An placed the pile of saplings in the yard because he didn't want to plant them now.

Then I got some space spring water to moisturize their root systems to ensure that they could survive for a while and not die immediately.

Originally, he only wanted to get a few trees back, plant two in the yard, and plant the others into the space.

But now that Ding Yi has brought so many of them back, it would be unreasonable not to plant some outside.

"Dad, Qiuqiu, Guoguo."

As soon as the two of them got home and put down the saplings in their hands, little Siqi ran out of the house to look for him.

While talking, he pointed with his little finger at Qiuqiu, who had already run upstairs. Zhang An took a look and saw that it was Qiuqiu holding a big pine cone in his hand, which caught his attention.

"That doesn't taste good, we don't want it."

Zhang An didn't want to let Qiuqiu give the pine cone to his father. Instead, he was trying to persuade him to let Qiuqiu, the poor little thing go.

Although the pine cone is peeled off and it turns out to be pine nuts, the pine cone held by Qiuqiu is not big, and the pine nuts inside have the same taste.

"Oh~"

The little guy is extremely sensitive to what he eats, and he may not understand other things he says.

But when asked whether it tastes good or not, he immediately understands.

When his father said it was not delicious, he stopped staring at the ball and ran home to find his grandma.

At this time, Wang Fang was preparing dinner in the kitchen. He knew that if he stayed with his grandma, she would give him something to eat.

"It's not Zhang An, when did your Zhang Siqi learn to speak?"

As soon as the little guy left, Ding Yi was no longer calm, especially when Xiao Siqi called Zhang An dad in front of him just now, he couldn't explain it.

Don't think too much about it, mainly because his own son is a few months older than Xiao Siqi, but he hasn't spoken yet.

We are all fathers, so who wouldn’t be depressed when encountering such a thing.

"Hey, maybe it's time to speak, so I'll talk naturally."

At this moment, Zhang An was really enjoying Ding Yi's reaction.

"Why? Even if the time comes, it will definitely be our Dingzi who speaks first. After all, she is several months older."

Ding Yi really didn't think about it at the moment. He just had to learn to walk first. It could be said that his body developed earlier.

But talking has nothing to do with his rapid physical growth. Doesn't he think this makes his son look stupid?

"Something's wrong. You must have started a small stove for your Zhang Siqi. Please tell me how to teach him."

Ding Yi didn't believe Zhang An's so-called time is up. He felt that Zhang Anping must have taught him time. After all, this guy has always been very idle.

"There's really not much teaching. Su Ying often tells him stories. What kind of teaching is that? Besides, my little Siqi learned the first words from TV."

Seeing Ding Yi staring at him, Zhang An couldn't laugh or cry.

"Really?"

Ding Yi didn't quite believe it.

"Really, Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people, otherwise you go ask my parents, they were both there at the time."

Seeing that Ding Yi didn't believe it, Zhang An almost swore.

"But don't be impatient. Teach him how to pronounce the pronunciation more often. Over time, he will naturally start to speak. Those who can't be in a hurry often suddenly get the idea."

"I know, then I'll go back first."

After Ding nodded, he turned around and prepared to go home.

"What's the rush? Let's eat here before leaving."

Dinner at home was almost ready, Zhang An left Ding a message.

"No, I have to go back and teach our Ding Zijie how to speak,"

Ding Yi shook his head and left without looking back.

Zhang An saw how anxious he was and let him go.

While no one was in the yard, Zhang An took all the saplings he had just brought back into the air.

After all, as soon as Ding left, no one in the family saw that he had brought the saplings back, which saved him a lot of explaining.

Then Zhang An looked around the yard, trying to find the most suitable location for planting trees.

Except for the original small flower bed beside the courtyard wall, the rest of the yard has been turned into a concrete dam.

Nowadays, other trees that can climb the wall and bloom will need to be planted in the flower bed, and the place is still narrow. The ones Ding Yi brought back today, although they are still small now, will grow into towering trees in the future.

Therefore, if you want to plant flowers, you have to find a new place and then pry open the cement floor.

"What are you looking for?"

Su Ying came back at this time and saw Zhang An staring at the ground. She thought something had fallen and was looking for it.

"I'm not looking for anything. I'm just watching the ants move."

Zhang An didn't tell Su Ying about planting trees, and just found a random excuse.

"I think you are too busy to worry about it. Why don't you go to work for me tomorrow and let me have a rest?"

Su Ying had no doubt that he was there, she rolled her eyes at Zhang An and said.

"That's not possible. If it was before, it wouldn't matter, but now they are in the third year of junior high school and are about to take the high school entrance examination. What if I go and mislead others?"

Zhang An quickly shook his head. He knew very well what level he was at.

He could see that this year's junior high school students, whether they were the principals, teachers at the school, or the parents of the students, all paid great attention to them.

On weekdays, he could just make a guest appearance and let his wife rest. At such a critical time, he had better not hold him back.

"Mom~Mom~"

Hearing Su Ying's voice, the little guy ran out with a piece of bacon.

Although Su Ying always plays the role of a villain at home, the little one doesn't hold grudges and is still worried about not seeing her mother for a long time.

"Hey, grandma hasn't cooked it yet, and you've eaten it first, little greedy cat."

Su Ying did not reach out to her son immediately, but took off her coat, patted her body, and then picked her son up.

She was worried that she would be covered in chalk dust after a day of class, and she was afraid that the little guy would inhale it into her nose.

The little guy didn't care about being called a greedy cat by his mother, but generously handed over the piece of meat in his hand.

It means, look, even the food has been given to you, so I’m not hungry anymore.

"Okay, let's eat."

At this time, the last soup was ready in the kitchen, and Zhang An went over to help serve it.

Because Su Ying added a self-study period after school, Wang Fang deliberately postponed the cooking time.

In this way, Su Ying can have hot meals when she comes back from school.

As soon as the little guy heard grandma calling for dinner, he immediately got down from his mother's arms and took the lead to grab his own children's bowl, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to eat if he was too late.

(End of this chapter)