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Chapter 655 A Thousand Miles a Day

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    Although the passage of this hurricane was short-lived, the winds were high and the waves were deep and powerful, and the power was terrifying.

    The newly built stone embankment in Kunshan remains unchanged, and Kunbei is safe and sound!

    The news spread, and the morale of the whole county was greatly boosted!

    The next day, when the rain stopped, the people could not restrain their enthusiasm and resumed work.

    The men, led by the li longjia, rushed to their respective work sections.  They want to make up for the progress they have lost in the past two days!

    Old people, women and young men also hurriedly braved the drizzle to row out of the city and headed towards the Xishan Mountains along the Loujiang River!

    They will ensure that there are enough stones on the construction site!

    And this time there are more than 10,000 more civilians than before; there are also a thousand more ships leaving the city than before!

    Those are the people of Kunshan who rushed back from various counties to provide support. This greatly enriched the manpower available to the Kunshan Development Company!

    The embankment is progressing at a rapid pace day by day, and in the blink of an eye it is late July, when the various construction sections are about to be closed.

    ??~~

    It was already the middle of the day, the sky was stuffy and hot, and the cicadas on the trees were screaming like they were dying.

    Mr. Zhao wears a red sleeveless jacket on his upper body, a pair of blue gauze shorts on his lower body, and a pair of black-strap clogs at his feet.

    He also wore a yellow straw hat with a red ribbon around his head.

    He walked into Nanshan Temple lazily, holding a small wooden bucket with a lid in his hand.

    The soldiers guarding the gate of the temple have become accustomed to his recent dressing up like a farm boy, and they quickly salute the Yameni.

    "Young master, are you coming to see the eldest master again?"

    "Haha, yes." Zhao Hao greeted them kindly and walked into the temple.

    After taking a look at the Main Hall where his father was, he turned around and entered the West Wing Hall.

    This made Mr. Zhao, who was eagerly waiting for his son's condolences in the palace, find it difficult to breathe.

    "This brat is very diligent in going there!"

    "Brother should be happy. This means that my nephew has grown up." Fan Datong comforted him with a smile: "Come on, let's go."

    "Hey, you don't understand" Mr. Zhao shook his head, feeling that his head was as big as a bucket.

    ??~~

    Zhao Hao didn¡¯t know yet that he had hurt his old father¡¯s heart, so he walked to the door of the West Wing Hall and knocked on the open door.

    Then he opened the blue gauze curtain and stepped in.

    Jiang Xueying was sitting behind the desk, flipping the abacus quickly against the account books.

    There are so many people coming and going here, naturally she can't dress coolly like Zhao Hao.  Still wearing a pink jacket with light purple iris embroidered on the collar, a white pleated skirt, and a white beaded hairpin in her hair, she was meticulously dressed as a lady.

    But seeing that she was holding Luo Pa in her hand, and Xiao Yun'er was fanning her from the side, it was obvious that she was too hot.

    Seeing Zhao Hao come in, Jiang Xueying stopped settling accounts, stood up to greet him, and said softly:

    "Brother, we should wait until the heat has subsided before coming back."

    "It's okay for me to dress like this." Zhao Hao smiled and took off his straw hat, flashing in the wind while placing the small wooden bucket on the table:

    "Eat the condolence gift quickly, otherwise it will melt."

    "Thank you, brother." Jiang Xueying smiled sweetly, opened the barrel, and felt a chill coming to her face.

    She saw that the wooden bucket was filled with ice cubes, and among the ice cubes were several silver bowls with tightly closed lids.

    "Is there smoothie in it?" Jiang Xueying curiously picked up a silver bowl, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it on her forehead to cool herself down.

    "You'll know after you open it and take a look." Zhao Hao said and helped her open a silver bowl. Inside was a pure white creamy cold drink, sprinkled with a little raisins for decoration.

    "What is this?" Jiang Xueying blinked her watery eyes and asked in a sweet voice.

    "This is Sushan handed down from the ancestors of the Gu family. Didn't Gu Dadong give it to you to eat?" Zhao Hao took out a cold silver spoon from the bucket.

    "No." Jiang Xueying shook her head and took the silver spoon handed over by Zhao Hao.

    "This old man is quite particular." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "I asked Qiaoqiao to improve this. Try it and see if it tastes good."

    "Yeah." Jiang Xueying nodded slightly, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. He was immediately conquered by the cold, creamy, sweet and refreshing taste.  Her eyes were shining, and she sighed softly: "I feel relieved from the heat."

    "Of course." Zhao Hao said with a smile: "How can you be in a good mood in summer without ice cream."

    "Hurry up and give two to your uncle to try." Jiang Xueying immediately ordered Xiao Yun'er to swallow secretly.

    "She's still thoughtful." Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel ashamed, he hadn't even given it to his father yet.

    ?~~

    In the Main Hall, Zhao Shouzheng was having a drink with Fan Datong to cool off.

    As the project is nearing completion, all departments have become very skilled in cooperating, and morale has been extremely high.

    Now Mr. Zhao is wandering around the embankment every day, which has a negative effect.  Because when the peasants saw him, they would drop their work in excitement and gather around to kowtow to him and listen to his nonsense, which seriously affected the progress of the construction.

    Finally, Pan Jixun ordered him to stay at Nanshan Temple and not to go to the embankment unless there were special circumstances.

    Zhao Shouzheng is finally free and has time to drink some wine every day.

    "Alas" Zhao Shou was holding the wine cup and sighed, as if there were other emotions in him.

    "Brother, why are you sighing? But today's dishes are too greasy?" Fan Datong blinked and asked.

    "No, I feel uneasy now that I'm free all of a sudden." Zhao Shouzheng flexed his arms and said, "I was so free every day, so why didn't I feel uncomfortable?"

    "Brother, people will change." Fan Datong smiled and poured wine for him: "You will get used to it when you are idle."

    "Hahaha, that makes sense." Mr. Zhao smiled and clinked a glass with him. Just as he was about to drink it, Miss Jiang's maid came in and presented the two silver bowls. After explaining the whole story, she left.

    Fan Datong never knew what politeness meant. He gave one to Zhao Shouzheng, then picked up the other one, took a spoonful and ate it.

    "Hmm, it's delicious." Fan Datong praised it without hesitation, and said to Zhao Shouzheng: "Brother, please try it, it's so satisfying."

    "Oh, really?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Shouzheng took a spoonful and tasted it, and also praised: "It's delicious, delicious, delicious!"

    Who knows, halfway through eating, he put down the ice cream bowl again.  "You brat made delicious food. If you don't give it to me first, you have to ask others to give it to me."

    "Oh, brother, I can't bear to be jealous." Fan Datong advised: "You should be happy that your future daughter-in-law is so filial."

    "Don't say this nonsense in the future." Zhao Shouzheng warned him in a low voice.

    "Why, brother is not satisfied with Miss Jiang?" Fan Datong couldn't help but be surprised: "Such a good-looking and capable daughter-in-law can't be found anywhere even with a lantern."

    "Yes. The niece of the Jiang family is indeed one in ten thousand." Zhao Shouzheng smiled bitterly and said, "But my word doesn't count on this matter, and even my son's word doesn't count."

    "Your father has the final say, it couldn't be simpler." Fan Datong smiled and said, "This is his granddaughter-in-law who he personally chose."

    Mr. Zhao crossed his arms and said with a frown, "The problem is, even if the old man says it, it doesn't necessarily count."

    "Oh, I understand!" Fan Datong slapped his forehead.  "How could I forget that one!"

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