Chapter 429: The roof was demolished during a typhoon? You are really brave!

Once this matter starts, it cannot be concealed at all.

After making preparations, Chen Liping and his family decided not to hide it.

Moreover, Chen Hui had said at the beginning that as long as they had the ability, he would not care how high the building was.

Chen Xiaopeng had been waiting for Chen Hui all morning, wanting to show off.

"It's just a two-story wooden house. There's really no need to be so happy!"

Wu Shuisheng also heard that Chen Liping's family was going to raise the height of the house.

But since Chen Hui didn't ask, he couldn't say much.

Seeing Chen Xiaopeng's smugness, I still felt unhappy and couldn't help but talk back to him.

Seeing that his defense was broken, Chen Xiaopeng smiled even more proudly, "Don't be angry, this is also our first time to build a three-story building!"

"I heard that your family will be celebrating tomorrow?" Chen Hui asked calmly.

"Yes! We will start work at 7:30 tomorrow morning!"

"Anyway, your house has already been topped out. I'm not afraid to tell you that we're planning to build two more floors."

Chen Xiaopeng stretched out two fingers and said.

Looking at this V, Chen Hui just felt a little funny, "Tomorrow is not a good day, let's just forget it?"

"How could that be? I think tomorrow will be fine!" Wu Shuisheng also smiled.

Chen Xiaopeng watched the two of them singing in unison.

He said with a pursed mouth, "When will it be your turn to say whether the day is good or not? I think tomorrow is the best day!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the radio hanging outside the village began to crackle.

After a burst of annoying noise, Chen Guobiao's somewhat bold voice was heard from inside.

The notice said that there would be a typhoon in the next two days, and asked everyone to inform their families not to go up the mountain to work, let alone go to the beach.

Each household should check the condition of their roofs and immediately reinforce those that need reinforcement.

If there are broken doors and windows at home, repair them immediately or find a way to fix them.

After a few simple words, the speaker fell silent.

Wu Shuisheng looked at Chen Hui and asked blankly: "What did he say?"

"Uncle Guo Biao speaks fast and vaguely. It's normal that people who are not used to it don't understand him." Chen Hui repeated the content of the broadcast.

"Is that all? Just tell it once!?" Wu Shuisheng asked.

In Dasha Village.

The broadcasts about the typhoon were repeated over and over again.

When a typhoon comes, villagers have to run to the dock to do business.

In his opinion, Chenjia Village was too casual.

"I'll probably talk about it a few more times today."

"We don't have any fishing boats, and we don't go out to sea, so there are usually few people going fishing."

"When a typhoon comes, as long as you don't go up the mountain and keep the doors and windows closed at home, you'll generally be fine."

He has only seen a real typhoon disaster once since he was a child.

Most of the time, a typhoon is just a bigger storm with wind and rain.

Chen Hui didn't take it too seriously, but just reminded Chen Xiaopeng again, "Look, tomorrow is really not a good day!"

"How could there be a typhoon on this day?"

Chen Xiaopeng looked up at the clear sky, then walked away talking to himself.

Chen Hui and Wu Shuisheng ignored him.

Take the pickles you brought back to Wu Jinhua's house.

While having lunch, Chen Huihong was still angry about this matter.

I think that since I am building a house, I might as well make it more useful.

But Chen Liping's family did it so deliberately, obviously targeting Chen Hui, which was too much.

Looking at Chen Hui, he just smiled at him foolishly without saying anything.

He put the chopsticks on the table with a thud and said, "Chen Hui, you haven't thought of any solution? Are you really not going to care?"

"Aunt, that's someone else's house, not mine. Can we still stop them from building it?"

"Don't worry, even if he builds a hundred floors, he still can't make as much money as I can." Chen Hui said as he put a big piece of fish into Chen Huihong's bowl.

Chen Huihong looked around at the people eating at the table, and there was no one who was willing to join her in causing trouble.

Then he silently picked up the chopsticks and said angrily:
"Forget it, they do it on the first day, at worst we can do it on the fifteenth day later!"

"If their house hinders our fortune, we will build the back half as well, making it five stories high!"

puff!
Chen Hui was drinking soup with his head down, and his breath went uphill when he heard this.

He quickly turned his head away, successfully avoiding the soup in his mouth from spilling evenly onto every bowl of food.

"Brother Chen Hui, you sprayed me all over!"

An Wenjing, who was sitting next to Chen Hui, was not so lucky. The hem of her clothes was all wet with saliva and soup.

"sorry Sorry!"

Chen Hui kept talking, picked up the corner of An Wenjing's clothes to wipe his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's all going to be washed anyway."

"You! You're so annoying!"

An Wenjing cursed helplessly, put down her dishes and went back to her room to change clothes.

"Brother-in-law, my sister said she hates you!" An Wenyi said gloatingly and giggled.

"This side doesn't look clean! Little brat, lend me your clothes to wipe it!"

Seeing that the distance was not far, Chen Hui pretended to pull An Wenyi's clothes.

"Brother-in-law, don't come over here!"

"Aunt, aunt, help me!!"

An Wenyi was so frightened that he screamed and kept hiding towards Chen Huihong beside him.

Chen Huihong hit Chen Hui's hand with chopsticks and scolded with a smile: "If you bully your sister-in-law again, be careful that she will tell your mother-in-law later!"

"Oh, I was just teasing her!"

Chen Hui smiled, sat down and continued eating.

After lunch I took a break.

Chen Kaiming should have had a good nap by now, so it’s not time to go to the village yet.

I shouted to the kitchen, "Aunt, I'm going to the village chief's house!"

I went out for a stroll and went to Chen Kaiming's house.

Wang Shuhui and her two sons were squatting in the yard, playing with a mouse that had just been caught in a trap.

Seeing the mouse jumping up and down in anger, the two boys also jumped up and down with joy.

Seeing Chen Hui coming, Wang Shuhui looked up and asked, "Are you here to look for Xiaoqiao? He went to town and rode away on his bicycle."

Chen Hui shook his head. "I'm not looking for Uncle Xiaoqiao. Is the village chief here?"

"inside!"

After Wang Shuhui finished speaking, she shouted into the house, "Dad! Chen Hui is here to see you!"

Yuan Chuanfang came out of the house, saw someone waving and said happily:

"You really can't talk about people behind their backs. If you do, it'll come back!"

"You are a very busy man now. Is there something you want to talk to your uncle about?"

Chen Hui strode forward and said with a smile: "Auntie is talking about me behind my back, so it must be a compliment to me, right?"

"You little brat, you're just like a monkey! I'm praising you for sure!"

"The village committee will go to visit the old men and women who live in the village this afternoon. Now that you live with Wu Jinhua, you can save one family from going." Yuan Chuanfang said with a smile.

"A visit before the typhoon?" Chen Hui was a little surprised.

For someone who grew up in a coastal area, this form of work is not unfamiliar to him.

I just didn't expect that this would have started in the 1980s.

"What do you want from me? Keep it short!"

Chen Kaiming walked out and asked.

It looks like he's getting ready to go out.

"Uncle, I won't waste your time. I want to repair the road in the village!" said Chen Hui.

(End of this chapter)