Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1660 The work is progressing steadily.

When Chen Ping heard Jiang Cheng's question, the simple smile on his face froze instantly.

The clenched fist tightened quietly, and the knuckles turned a little white.

He first lowered his head and stared at the tips of his combat boots, then raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Jiang Cheng.

His Adam's apple rolled twice before he spoke with difficulty, "The secretary is over there... The work is progressing steadily, but the site selection for the settlement of some herders in the cattle and horse area has been stuck for a while."

Having said that, it seemed that what followed was inappropriate to say.

But he had to answer Jiang Cheng's question.

He paused, his fingers unconsciously stroking the corner of his casual clothes.

He quickly went over the words in his mind and lowered his voice even more.

Well... a few old herders were accustomed to the pastures, but they'd seized the land themselves. When the secretary went to talk to them, they refused to move. Then there were those troublemakers from outside the area who were disrupting the settlement's water and electricity supply. This forced the young master to spend a week on the pasture, accompanying the herders on their sheep and tents, and discussing policy with them around the campfire at night. Later, he even coordinated with the provincial government to dispatch a water conservancy team, and laid a water pipeline to the selected site ahead of time..."

Having said this, Chen Ping suddenly stopped, as if realizing that he seemed to have said everything.

He quickly added, "But don't worry, it's all resolved! The foundation for the settlement is almost complete, and the old herders are even volunteering to help review the materials. It's just that... Secretary Jiang was running around on the grasslands every day during that time, and he got a tan even darker than me."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's expression was not good.

It has been 18 years now, and no herders still need to use the word "drive".

Those who need to be driven are certainly not serious herdsmen.

I'm afraid they are some non-local people who received money from their neighbors or even the United States.

However, since Chen Ping has returned, it means that things should be going smoothly.

Otherwise, my grandfather wouldn't be at ease.

His fingertips pressed against the car door frame, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing against the cold metal. Jiang Cheng said to Wang Sheng and the others, "You guys go to the courtyard and rest first. I'll stay at my grandfather's house tonight."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Soon, three cars drove out of the airport through a dedicated passage.

Instead of taking the ring road that was widened in 18, we turned into a secluded road with poplar trees on both sides.

The road is paved with newly built asphalt. Occasionally, you can see a signal tower standing on the hillside in the distance, and people in camouflage uniforms are vaguely patrolling under the tower.

This road is completely opposite to the road Jiang Cheng took before that went around the downtown area.

There were not many people along the way, and there were not even a few houses.

The police car leading the way ahead didn't sound its siren, only its dim lights were flashing.

The convoy sped along the way, and the checkpoints along the way seemed to have anticipated this convoy.

When the people in the booth saw the license plates of the convoy, they just raised their hands to salute and let them pass without hesitation.

After about twenty minutes, the car finally drove into an area surrounded by pine forests.

There is no eye-catching sign here, only an inconspicuous iron fence across the middle of the road.

Behind the fence stood two armed guards with serious expressions and sharp eyes, watching everything around them vigilantly.

As the convoy gradually approached, the guard first carefully scanned the car body with the instrument in his hand. After confirming that there was no abnormality, he slowly raised his hand and pushed open the heavy iron fence.

After passing smoothly and driving for a distance, the style of the street lights on both sides of the road began to change.

It turned into a retro palace lantern, and the instant change gave people a feeling of traveling through time and space.

In the distance, several small red-walled buildings are hidden in the pine forest, like a paradise.

Although these small buildings look simple in appearance, they reveal a unique tranquility and solemnity.

There were no obvious security features outside the building.

But if you look closely, you can spot plainclothes figures occasionally flashing under the shade of the trees. They are like ghosts, silently guarding the safety of this area.

When he drove here, Jiang Cheng finally felt a sense of familiarity.

When I turned the corner, I finally saw my grandfather's villa.

Although I have only been to Kyoto twice, this time I felt a sense of familiarity and nostalgia.

People say that whether you miss a place or not depends on whether there are people in that place that you miss, or whether there are people in that place that miss you.

The couplet posted on the door is still the one written by my grandfather during the Chinese New Year.

"The mountains and rivers stretch thousands of miles to carry on the legacy, and the sun and moon shine upon the original aspiration for thousands of years."

Horizontal banner: Spring comes to the family and the country.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng once again felt that his ideological awareness was too low.

When I first came here, I just thought this courtyard was unusual, but I had no idea about every brick and tile here.

It was not until last time when his father explained it to him in detail that he truly understood the uniqueness of this courtyard house.

This courtyard house is not an ordinary old Beijing courtyard. It was rebuilt later according to regulations.

The structure of grey tiles and red walls is retained, but the exquisiteness is hidden in the details.

The stone lion at the door is not the usual majestic one, but a lying lion with gentle lines.

It is said that the stone is white marble specially selected from Quyang, Hebei, and was carved by an old stonemason for half a year.

The carvings on the lintel are not ordinary flowers and birds.

Instead, it is a simplified "回" character pattern mixed with pine branches, which implicitly echoes the meaning of "upholding integrity and upholding integrity."

I walked in and passed through the first courtyard. There were small gravels embedded in the cracks between the blue bricks, and there was no sound when I stepped on them.

The "silent bricks" were specially selected for fear that the footsteps would disturb the peace and quiet.

There were no precious flowers or plants planted in the yard. There was only an old locust tree planted on each side of the east and west, and the trunk was so big that two people could hug it.

It is said that this tree was transplanted when my grandfather retired. Now it has lush branches and leaves, and its shade almost covers half of the yard.

The second courtyard is the main courtyard, and the lobby is right in front of it.

The door was a heavy mahogany door with no extra decorations on the door frame. There were only two small words "守拙" (be humble) engraved below the door knocker, which were written by my grandfather himself.

There were two rattan chairs in the corridor at the entrance of the main house. The rattan was polished to a shine. Next to them stood a bronze incense burner. Thin smoke was wafting from the burner. It smelled of sandalwood, the same fragrance as in the ancestral hall during the New Year.

After spending so long in the bustling and money-loving Magic City, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but stop for several seconds when he saw this elegant courtyard full of traditional culture.