Chapter 243 The War between Xixi and Zhusheng
Yinjiang is a branch of Qianjiang, the largest river in Qianjiang Province, and the only water system in Yinjiang District, hence the name of the district.

If you follow the northeast-southwest direction of Yinjiang River and drive northward, you will gradually move away from Ningshan next to the No. 1 Middle School and completely enter the urban-rural fringe area.

In fact, twenty or thirty years ago, most of the areas north of Ningshan were urban-rural fringe areas and were called countryside by people in the south.

At that time, the Ningshan Tunnel had not yet been opened, and the winding mountain roads on both sides had not been built. Yinjiang District was still called Ningshan County, and it did not include the area in the north.

On the north side, there are subordinate collectives based on villages.

During this period, if you wanted to travel from south to north, you could either take a boat down the Yin River or take the highway to Changning City from the southeast.

Then you have to walk along the narrow path and rural dirt road to reach this area in the northern part of Ningshan.

It was not until the opening of the Panshan Highway and the Ningshan Tunnel that the north-south thoroughfare was completely opened up and the economic development of the area north of Ningshan was revitalized.

Relying on some local resources of Ningshan and the geographical advantage of being close to the water source of Yinjiang River, modern factories quickly sprang up from the vast farmland in the north of Ningshan.

Some rural people, including those in Lijia Village, have also followed the trend of the times, transformed themselves, entered factories and cities, and entered a new stage of life.

At the same time, in the administrative division reform of Yuhang City at the beginning of the century, they also became the lucky ones of this era and directly became a member of Yinjiang District of Yuhang City.

Lijia Village, about ten kilometers north of Ningshan, is the hometown of Li Guohong and Ying Zhicheng, where they grew up.

Driving behind Ying Zhicheng's Audi, Li Guohong looked at the newly built roads nearby and couldn't help but sigh:
"Li Luo, Xixi, take a look."

"When we took this road last year, it hadn't been widened yet. It was still a gravel road."

"Look at the road now."

"It's changed a lot in just one year."

Lin Xiuhong looked out the window and couldn't help but sigh: "Houses have actually been built here? Are there really people living here?"

"Who says it's not? I don't know who is buying it." Li Guohong said with a click of his tongue, "But since the service industry has been developed around Qianjiang University in the north of Ningshan, a large number of original industrial factories have to move north."

"Didn't Li Dao mention it last time my brother and his family came to our house for dinner?"

"The government has allocated a new area for the factory he is building and requires it to be relocated as a whole. It is probably near this area."

"With factories, there will be workers, and there will be traffic, so houses in this area will be easier to sell."

"If the subway can reach Qianjiang University by then, maybe in a few years or even a dozen years, it can be extended all the way here."

Listening to what his father said, Li Luo, who was sitting in the back row, was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He didn't expect that his father had such a sensitive sense of smell.

However, if you want to see a subway extending to this side, that will have to be more than ten years later. It’s still too early now.

"It feels like now that the road is clear, it will be much faster for us to get home." Li Guohong was driving and checked the time. "We left home just after nine o'clock, and it's only been ten minutes, and we're already here. It will probably take more than twenty minutes to get to the village."

In the past, it would take thirty to forty minutes for the bumpy journey back.

Now, as Yinjiang District continues to develop northward along Yinjiang River, with the support of transportation-first policies, travel has become increasingly convenient.

Not long after, Li Luo and his friends saw the outline of Lijia Village in the distance.

It is called Lijia Village, but in fact, it doesn’t look like a “village” much nowadays.

Driving into the main road from the red-walled and green-tiled gate at the entrance of the village, you will see two rows of stylish townhouses along the street, each of which has four floors.

Since 07, in response to the call of the national beautiful city construction project, vigorous rural demolition work has been carried out in the north of Ningshan.

Lijia Village was among them.

Since the settlement was completed in 11, almost every household has been allocated at least one small villa.

For example, since Grandpa Li Luo's family had many children, they were divided into three households at once.

There is one set for my grandparents, one set for my uncle's family, and one set for my uncle-in-law who married into the Li family.

The only regret is that when Li Luo’s youngest son was sent to study in the city, his grandfather used his connections to move Li Guohong’s household registration to Yinjiang District, turning it into an urban hukou.

At that time, urban household registration was more popular than rural household registration. Lin Xiuhong's family agreed to marry their daughter into the Li family because they were attracted by Li Guohong's urban household registration.

However, no one expected that the rural construction in Qianjiang Province would get better and better. Against the backdrop of an ongoing wave of demolitions, rural household registration would become more and more popular.

It has to be said that this was also a kind of fate that made Li Guohong's family miss out on this small villa in the countryside.

Fortunately, over the past six months, his son has become successful and Li Guohong has given up his obsession with this small villa.

Otherwise, in the past, every time he drove back to the countryside, Li Guohong would inevitably talk about it for a while, and when he mentioned this past event, his words were full of regret.

Grandpa Li Luo’s house is located at No. 8, Row 8, Lijia Village, a very auspicious number.

Ying Chanxi's grandfather's house happened to be right next door, in row 8, no. 7.

When the villas were first built here, they were townhouses, with every two households counted as one building, and they all shared a common outdoor corridor to the second floor.

Going up from the middle, to the left is the second floor of Ying Chanxi's house, and to the right is Li Luo's house.

Looking to the right, households 8 and 9 in row 10 are my uncle Li Guoru’s family and my eldest uncle’s family.

Across the narrow street in front of the yard are the homes of Li Luo's second and third grandfathers, which together make up about four or five households.

Gathered together, they formed a family environment of their Xiao Li family.

Following Ying Zhicheng's car into the yard, after Li Guohong parked the car, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi opened the door and got out.

"Grandpa! Grandma! Hello, Grandpa Ying!"

As soon as he got off the car, Li Luo smiled and greeted several elderly people.

Ying Chanxi next to him also followed up with a sweet greeting.

Like Ying Chanxi's mother, her grandmother also died very early.

Moreover, unlike the Li family which has many descendants, Grandpa Ying only has one son, Ying Zhicheng.

On weekdays, he is taken care of by Li Luo's family, which enables him to maintain a normal life in the village alone.

This is also one of the reasons why Ying Zhicheng and Li Guohong have always had a very good relationship.

Ying Zhicheng also got out of the car, said hello to Li Luo's grandparents, opened the trunk of the car, and started to put out the New Year's goods.

Li Luo glanced at his parents and saw that they had enough manpower, so he pulled Ying Chanxi to help Ying Zhicheng move things.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuhong immediately laughed and cursed in a low voice: "This kid." "Hey! Guohong is back?" Chen Hailin, the eldest uncle on the second floor, heard the movement in the yard and peeked out from the balcony. After seeing Li Guohong's family, he hurried downstairs and helped move things with a smile, "Look, he brings so many things every time he comes back."

"It's the New Year, let's have fun together." Lin Xiuhong handed over the things in her hand, and Chen Hailin took them enthusiastically and carried them to the second floor with Li Guohong.

"Qiqi, come down! Come and help your uncle carry the things!" Uncle Chen Hailin shouted upstairs while moving things, and then turned around to chat with Li Guohong and his wife, "Guoru and his family will be back in the afternoon."

"Xuefeng told Lulu that she would be back tomorrow morning."

"Xuemei and Jiajia will go to Jiajia's grandfather's house in Chenjia Village to have a New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow evening, and then rush back after dinner."

Li Guohong nodded to show that he understood, and gradually moved the New Year's goods into the living room on the second floor.

At his urging, his eldest uncle's son Chen Yongqi also came down from upstairs to help.

After finishing his work, Chen Yongqi caught a glimpse of Li Luo and Ying Chanxi next door, and immediately stepped forward to help them move out the New Year's goods.

"Here, give it to me." Chen Yongqi took two large bags from Ying Chanxi and carried them up to the second floor very quickly.

I was helping my dad just now and had to slack off, but after running to Ying Chanxi's side, I walked very quickly.

Li Luo greeted his cousin, then noticed his eyes and burst out laughing.

His cousin is 26 years old this year. He has graduated from college for several years and has been doing some business with Li Dao.

But what outsiders don’t know is that Chen Yongqi is actually a 2D otaku in private. He often looks down on women in real life and refuses to get married even though his family has urged him to do so for a long time.

Only when he saw Ying Chanxi during the holidays would he look at him a few more times.

However, my cousin is the type who has the desire but not the courage to do it, and he is too far older than Ying Chanxi, so he usually just thinks about it in his mind.

Later, when I was in my thirties, I had no choice but to accept a blind date because my family was pressuring me.

But within two years, he divorced and never remarried. He also had a big fight with his family, yelling that everything about his wife was on the computer. He then remained single until Li Luo was reborn.

Later, Li Luo found out that after his cousin got married, he didn't touch his wife for two whole years.

Apart from work, I just stay in the study and play games when I get home.

Recalling this, Li Luo's expression was somewhat helpless, and he was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

But thinking that he was also in his thirties and still unmarried and had never been in a relationship, Li Luo felt embarrassed to laugh at his cousin.

"Xixi is back?" Chen Yongqi had been moving things for a while before he finally managed to utter a word and greeted Ying Chanxi.

"Well, where is Brother Yongqi?" Ying Chanxi responded politely.

"I came back yesterday." Chen Yongqi responded, but then didn't know what to say. After helping to move all the things to the second floor, he left while Ying Zhicheng thanked him and slipped back to the next room to continue playing games.

Li Luo ignored his cousin, turned his head and glanced at Ying Chanxi, then said: "When can you call me Brother Li Luo?"

"You think it's beautiful." Ying Chanxi rolled her eyes at him, "I'm older than you, okay? Why don't you call me Sister Xixi?"

"Can I get a red envelope by calling your sister?"

"If you have the guts, just shout. If you do, I'll give you a red envelope."

"Sister Xixi." Li Luo shamelessly leaned over to Ying Chanxi's ear and whispered, "Will you give me a red envelope?"

Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo in surprise. His ears felt a little hot from his blowing, and his cheeks turned slightly red. "You, you... why are you becoming more and more shameless?"

"Why would you need to be proud when you can get a red envelope?"

"How can you be so shameless?" Ying Chanxi spat, "You get so much in royalties a month, and you're still thinking about my little red envelope?"

"If you don't want to give it to me, forget it." Li Luo laughed, "But you have to say Brother Li Luo to me, otherwise I will be at a loss, right?"

"Hmph." Ying Chanxi stepped on his foot, "Who said I won't give it to you? I'll give it to you on New Year's Eve. Just wait."

"Okay, I'll just look forward to it a little." Li Luo didn't treat herself as an outsider. She ran to the kitchen without any hesitation, took out a bottle of drink that Grandpa Ying had prepared for his granddaughter from the refrigerator, opened the lid and started to drink it.

"Give me a bottle too!"

"Here it is." Li Luo took a bottle for Ying Chanxi, walked to the sofa in the living room and handed it to her.

On the other side, Ying Zhicheng also sat down with his father and talked about his and Xixi's recent situation. He then asked him how he felt about living in the village, and as usual, asked him if he wanted to move to the city.

Grandpa Ying obviously shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that he was used to living in the village, surrounded by familiar friends, and did not want to go to the city to enjoy life.

Ying Zhicheng had no choice but to accept the situation. The old man just liked to live here, and he couldn't interfere. He could only thank the Li family for their care during meals these days.

At this time, Li Luo also sat next to Ying Chanxi. Seeing her tapping the screen of her mobile phone, he didn't know what she was doing, so he took a curious look.

Unexpectedly, Ying Chanxi covered the screen and prevented him from seeing.

"What are you doing?"

"What is it to you?" Ying Chanxi turned around and continued tapping on the screen.

Out of curiosity, Li Luo took a quick glance and found that her phone was displaying the interface of the comment section of the Qidian APP.

So Li Luo opened the Qidian app on his mobile phone, clicked into the comment section of his book, and then saw that Ying Chanxi’s post was pushed to the top.

But after refreshing the page, Li Luo discovered that the post Yan Zhusheng posted in support of Mo Qinghan had risen to the top again.

Refresh again, Ying Chanxi's is on the top again.

Li Luo was stunned for a moment, then clicked on Ying Chanxi's post and saw that she had been posting messages like "check in", "support", and "go go go".

Turning his head to look at Ying Chanxi who was typing hard on the screen, Li Luo was suddenly speechless.

But what about Yan Zhusheng’s post?

Li Luo clicked on the post posted by "Shengshengbusi" with confusion, and saw that a user named "Shengshengbusi" was also checking in and posting posts from time to time, but the frequency was not as high as Ying Chanxi.

Seeing this scene, Li Luo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He looked at Ying Chanxi next to him, and thought of Yan Zhusheng's serious look as he tried hard to tap the screen of his mobile phone. He suddenly didn't know what to say.

Looking at Xu Youyu, who had been quietly ranking third, Li Luo couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Look at that senior sister, how calm she is.

You two are so childish.

(End of this chapter)