Amid green hills and clear waters, several villas stood scattered about. Smoke rose from the chimneys of two or three homes. Who knew where it would eventually drift?
The Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the villa in the very middle.
The largest one.
The door opened, and Hu Yang came out with Zhang Yujing behind him. She was still on the steps when her voice reached them.
"Zijin! How did you get even prettier? You're not allowed to do this next time!"
Wei Zijin smiled as she got out. "Third Aunt, you're even smoother with words than Third Uncle. You should say more next time."
"Just what you'd expect from a host. Some of Nono's remarks aren't easy to respond to." Hu Yang stood in the doorway, his hands in his pockets. "Go inside and compliment each other, then. Keep at it for two hours, and don't come out until you've made yourselves sick. I have something to discuss with Xiaoliang."
"There you go talking nonsense again. We could chat with Zijin all night without getting sick." Zhang Yujing laughed and swatted Hu Yang, then took Wei Zijin's hand and led her inside. "Come on, Zijin. Yaya's doing the cooking today. Let's go help her."
Hu Yang and Wang Xiaoliang sat beneath the eaves.
Two wicker chairs stood with a small tea table between them.
Hu Yang patted the armrest. "Wait here."
He got up and went inside.
Before long, he came out carrying several document envelopes and set them in front of Wang Xiaoliang.
"The paperwork for villas seven, eight, and nine."
Hu Yang sat down and pointed toward three neighboring villas a short distance away.
"After Bisheng's ceremony, go to Little Ding to sort out the paperwork. That's Ding Wenjie. You'll meet him tomorrow. These three villas are