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Chapter 114 Returning to Our Hometown, Our Ancestors Were Also Government Officials
"Dude, thanks a lot, that was really kind of you!"

Lin Qingsong received the DJI drone wreckage mentioned in the intelligence report from the landscaping staff, and said gratefully.

"It's alright, but you drone enthusiasts still need to be careful. How can you fly drones in this kind of weather?"

The staff member who put away the ladder said a few words to Lin Qingsong before turning and leaving.

Professional matters should be left to professionals.

Looking at the wreckage of the drone in his hand, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.

He was dumbfounded as soon as he arrived at the magnolia tree following the system's prompts.

Because the drone was hung so high, he had no way to reach it without a ladder.

However, he thought again that since the intelligence said that the landscaping staff would go to clean up at 12 o'clock, it meant that the staff had a way to take it down.

With that in mind, he used his reliable social network to hire a staff member with just a few cigarettes, who brought a ladder to help him retrieve the drone.

Looking at the drone in his hand, Lin Qingsong didn't linger in the park. After taking a few photos, he put it up for sale on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace app).

When Lin Qingsong arrived at the hotel, he went to the underground parking garage, threw the drone wreckage into the trunk of his car, and then returned to his room.

The two of them were probably really exhausted.

After pushing open the door, it was still quiet inside, and the note he had left was still in its original place.

Clearly, neither of them has gotten up since he left; they've both continued sleeping.

Lin Qingsong thought for a moment, washed his hands again, and continued to sleep with the two of them.

There was nothing he could do; he was sleepy too.

It wasn't until after 5 p.m. that the three of them were finally awakened by an intense feeling of hunger.

After Vivian called the hotel to order several dinners, Lin Qingsong had dinner with them, then said goodbye and left.

There was no way around it; he was just too busy.

I'm going home tomorrow, and I have to keep my appointment with Xiang Jia before I leave.

To be precise, Xiang Jia helped him prepare some Shanghai specialties that he could take back as gifts.

For example, she bought about two large jars of the most famous White Rabbit milk candy, just in case her child got addicted.

In addition, some of the food was purchased from the First Food Store.

Looking at the pile of things on the table, Lin Qingsong could only sigh at how meticulous women are.

If it were him, he wouldn't have thought of all that.

No one told him that he wouldn't take anything back with him.

"Alright, you should get a good night's sleep tonight. I'll give you a massage later so you can get some rest!"

I thought there would be another fierce battle tonight, but the enemy simply put up a truce.

But that's good too; he plays all day and has almost forgotten what it feels like to sleep normally.

He slept until dawn.

Lin Qingsong put his arm around Xiang Jia, who was nestled in his arms, and began to review today's intelligence.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of going to bed around 9 p.m. and sleeping until he naturally woke up in the morning for a long time.

Revisiting it now brings a unique feeling.

It felt as if all the muscles in my body had gotten a good rest and had received a deep massage.

[Daily News 01: Lisa is fed up with always losing and is preparing to contact Larissa, the latest Brazilian supermodel of the same nationality.]

Larissa?
Lin Qingsong looked at the intelligence report with a puzzled expression, but he knew Lisa was unconvinced.

After all, she always had to fight herself to the very end.

But who is this supermodel Larissa from the same nationality?

Lin Qingsong subconsciously took out his phone and searched online, only to find that this supermodel was actually quite popular.

She seems to be being called the new generation of fairy-like models.

Her eyes are quite unique, they're green, and her skin is very different from Lisa's, unusually white.

Online, people say she has green eyes, snow-white skin, and a striking, snake-like face.

She was even hailed as an "ancient Egyptian beauty" and a "Medusa supermodel".

Looking at the world-weary face on his phone, Lin Qingsong felt inexplicably interested.

If Lisa could really bring her along, he certainly wouldn't mind.

[Daily Intelligence 02 (Pink): The programmers of the microloan app "Cosmos Loan" will delete the database and abscond in three days. All loan data from the past three days will be lost. Under this blow, Cosmos Loan will collapse in ten days. (Loan amount 50000)]

Pink Info!!
Lin Qingsong was excited without even reading the details of the subsequent intelligence.

However, after reading it, he couldn't help but worry about the programmer. Would he end up in jail for this?

After worrying about this guy for a few seconds, Lin Qingsong quickly took out his phone and downloaded the Universe Loan platform.

Since that guy will delete the database and run away in three days, and it will completely collapse in ten days, then...

What are you waiting for?

Just set the loan amount to the minimum and wait for it to go bankrupt!
While waiting for the software to download, Lin Qingsong turned his attention to the next piece of intelligence.

[Daily Intelligence 03 (Pink): In the rest area of ​​the third post, there is a precision instrument toolbox left behind by an engineering vehicle. It includes, but does not include, a Fluke multimeter kit and other practical tools. The buyback price is 10,000 yuan.]

Ok?
Another pink one came out today!

And it's quite interesting.

Upon seeing this intelligence report, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but applaud his good fortune.

They actually released two pink-themed pieces of information at once.

He also knew that this rest area was on his way back, which was very convenient.

[Daily Intelligence 04: Qin Lan was quite happy to find that Lin Qingsong had posted her photo. She was thinking of using this as an excuse to invite Lin Qingsong out for dinner. Even if she couldn't actually cooperate with Valentino, she didn't want to let go of such a valuable connection.] Look!

Xiao Zhang.

This is what you should do if you want to conquer yourself.

How could you possibly develop a relationship by just chatting online all day?

Some invitations still need to be made privately!

There wasn't much intelligence today, so after reading it, Lin Qingsong got up, washed up, and prepared to leave.

Upon hearing Lin Qingsong's movements, Xiang Jia got out of bed and went to the kitchen, saying, "Qingsong, don't rush, I'll make you some dumplings."

As the saying goes, "Dumplings when you go out, noodles when you come home."

Dumplings symbolize caution in speech and action, and because they resemble gold ingots, they also imply that people who go out will make a fortune.

Of course, these are all customs, and Xiang Jia didn't think too much about it. She just thought that Lin Qingsong must have food in his stomach since he left so early.

"Sister Jia, no need to trouble yourself." Lin Qingsong had already packed his things and was ready to leave, and he was prepared to just have a quick bite for breakfast.

He was already home by lunchtime.

"Wait a moment, I'll be quick." As she spoke, Xiang Jia had already started boiling the water and opened the freezer to take out the dumplings she had bought earlier. She said, "Qingsong, what kind of filling do you like? I'll make it for you next time you come back."

"I'm fine with anything, but my favorite is definitely shepherd's purse and pork." Lin Qingsong saw that Xiang Jia had already started making dumplings, so he put down his luggage and sat down to wait for the dumplings.

"Okay, I'll make them for you next time!" As Xiang Jia spoke, the dumplings were put into the boiling water.

A few minutes later, seeing the dumplings floating on the surface of the water, she packed them up and handed them to Lin Qingsong. At the same time, she washed up and ate with him for a while.

After finishing their meal, Lin Qingsong noticed it was getting late, so he said goodbye to Xiang Jia and went downstairs to drive to his hometown.

Shanghai is indeed not far from his hometown.

It's only about 300 kilometers in total, and it takes about four hours to get home if you take the highway.

When he arrived at the Sangang service station, he followed the system prompts and found the precision instrument toolbox left behind by the engineering vehicle in a patch of grass.

He opened it and took a look. Although he couldn't recognize most of the tools, Lin Qingsong felt a strange sense of joy.

Perhaps this is something ingrained in a boy's bones.

Who could refuse a set of tools!

He made a decision: he wouldn't sell the toolbox.

It's just ten thousand yuan, you can earn it back with a little effort!
It's past midnight.

Lin Qingsong looked at the empty houses in the county and silently made a phone call to his parents.

He originally planned to surprise his family by returning home unexpectedly.

Unexpectedly, my parents gave me a surprise.

Surprisingly, no one was home.

Logically speaking, they should have just finished eating and be cleaning up by now.

Why aren't you home?

"Dad, where are you?"

"Oh? What's wrong with our son?"

"I'm back! Why aren't you home?" Lin Qingsong was genuinely helpless. He wished he had told them beforehand. He was also glad he had eaten dumplings, otherwise he would definitely be starving by now.

"You're back???" Lin Qingsong only heard his father say this on the other end of the phone before falling silent.

"Hello? Hello? Dad?" Lin Qingsong called out a few times before the voice on the other end of the phone continued: "Son, your dad said you're back? Then come to the old house, we won't be in the county."

Hearing his mother's voice, Lin Qingsong realized that his father must have gone to find his mother.

He said helplessly, "Alright, is there anything to eat at that old house? I haven't had lunch yet."

"Yes, yes, Grandma will make it for you right now. How can there be no food in this old house? We can just pick some vegetables from outside and that will be enough for you!"

The voice on the other end of the phone changed again, and Lin Qingsong knew it was his grandmother speaking. He couldn't help but say happily, "Grandma, can you fry me some eggs? I'm coming right now!"

After the call connected, Lin Qingsong went to a nearby store and bought some milk and small cakes before continuing his drive to the countryside.

Upon seeing the road sign for Touduo Village, Lin Qingsong felt inexplicably excited.

That's right.

His hometown is in this village that sounds very strange.

However, Lin Qingsong knew that the name of his village was actually closely related to the Qing Dynasty.

Because they produce a lot of reeds here, and the quality is particularly good.

The Qing Dynasty designated this beach as "Huangtan," meaning royal mudflats.

At the same time, a special management organization called "Reed Camp" was set up because there were too many reeds.

Each harvest required careful storage, so the reed camp built one earthen mound after another in the reed marshes.

The cut reeds were all piled on the mounds, and the mounds were numbered.

There are six mounds in total, and since this is the first one in their village, it's called the "first mound".

The docks where reeds were transported were called shores and were also numbered.

Over time, these cirques and banks became the place names we know today.

It is said.

Of course, that's just hearsay.

Lin Qingsong's ancestors were officials in the Reed Camp, and they were corrupt officials.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have had the money to build such a large house.

(End of this chapter)