Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Unlike now, when I only make a move or give a look, Xiao Duan knows what to do.

This kind of tacit understanding is something that no other person could have.

"Sir, how long will you be gone?"

"...Barring any unforeseen circumstances, one or two months."

Three months from now, the Third Elder will be in a new position, and he will likely return early if there are no surprises.

"What if something unexpected happens?"

"..."

If something goes wrong, it won't just be a question of whether he can come back; that would cause a huge uproar.

Chapter 748 Development Strategy, Little Clever Kid

Upon entering the compound, Yang Jianguo did not rush inside, but instead strolled back and forth in the front yard.

Look at the green plants and artificial hills on the pavilions and terraces.

I found the tools in the tool cabinet next to me and started pruning and tending to the flowers and plants.

He wasn't one to enjoy tending to these things; in his view, they were a waste of time and pure extravagance.

Whether it's due to his age or because doing this helps him relax, it's hard to say.

Gradually, he started tinkering with it too.

Yang Jianguo said this trip to the lower levels was for inspection, but it wasn't exactly a pure inspection.

Because he will participate in specific decision-making and work, help local governments formulate economic development strategies, and turn his ideas into action.

Letting him go might not just be because he was too high-profile this time.

The authorities also wanted to see if the methods and decisions he mentioned were truly feasible and effective.

Anyone can say that; countless people have talked big throughout the ages.

How many of them are truly capable of getting things done?

Since you, Yang Jianguo, have such insight into economics, yet look down on the work of others...

Then it's your turn. Let's see what you can achieve.

As a specially appointed consultant to China Merchants Group, he was essentially becoming half of Wang Guoqiang's subordinate.

After all, his file will not be transferred there, and his original position and rank will be retained; it's just a temporary secondment.

However, after two months, and having returned to participate in the important event, he himself was unsure whether he should continue going down there.

Yang Jianguo is weighing his options and considering how to proceed this time.

Mountain city is a good place.

With its mountains and rivers, and its talented people, the first question to consider is how to leverage local advantages and create attractive selling points.

Yang Jianguo's first thought was two things: tourism and heavy industry.

Trying to compete with coastal areas in fields such as light industry and the internet is clearly an unwise choice.

Instead of wasting precious time and energy on these things, it's better to just give up.

We will fully leverage our strengths, strengthen infrastructure, cultivate distinctive culture, create a magical city tourism concept, and foster a perfect integration of green, healthy, natural, and human elements.

Another point is to make good use of the appeal and selling points of national treasures, while strengthening ties with local heavy industries to provide survival space for downstream suppliers.

We will attract downstream businesses to settle here, aiming to achieve success through volume, and also focus on education.

We must grasp it firmly, steadily, and move forward step by step.

We must make education in this mountain city a model for Northwest China.

If it could really be done, that alone would be enough to attract a large influx of people from other places, besides these...

"Dad, what are you doing here?"

Yang Jianguo's train of thought was interrupted when he went to find his daughter.

“I saw that this flower is growing crookedly, so I’ll trim it.”

Yang Jianguo put down his tools and casually tossed the pruned branches into the soil at the corner of the wall.

"At least let me know, my mom thought you weren't coming back."

"Yes, it's all my fault for being careless, haha..."

Laughing loudly, Yang Jianguo clapped his hands and waved forward, saying, "Let's go home."

When Yingzi learned that he was tending to the flowers and plants in the front yard, she scolded him verbally, but she knew in her heart that he must have encountered some trouble.

He only has the mind to tend to the flowers and plants when he is unsure of what to do.

In the past, even if you asked him to take a second look, he would complain that it was a waste of time.

However, there's no need to say these things in front of your daughter.

The child is already working hard enough; there's no need to make her worry about it.

Where is Meng Jie?

Qi Mengjie is his granddaughter, who is not yet one year old. The little girl is chubby and fair-skinned, and always smiling.

Upon seeing him, Yang Jianguo felt all his worries vanish, replaced only by joy.

"She's asleep inside. She just finished breastfeeding and fell asleep, so don't disturb her."

Yang Jianguo nodded and walked inside: "I understand, I'll just take a look."

Seeing his expression, the mother and daughter stared at each other in silence, and Zhiyi even counted, "1~2~3".

"Cuckoo~"

A silvery laugh came from inside the room, and the little girl opened her eyes.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yang Jianguo heard footsteps entering the room. While teasing his granddaughter with his finger, he said, "It's not my fault. I didn't dare to breathe loudly."

Zhiyi chuckled and said, "Yes, every time you sit down there, she opens her eyes immediately as if she smells something. I'm also puzzled, I don't even get this kind of treatment as her mother."

It's really strange, every time Yang Jianguo gets close...

No matter how soundly she slept, she would open her eyes groggily, and as soon as she saw her grandfather, she would giggle incessantly, as if she couldn't close her mouth.

She even knows to reach out to her grandpa for a hug; she's incredibly affectionate towards him.

No wonder his father loves him so much; who wouldn't love such a clever little boy?

"If you ask me, this child is just naturally drawn to your father and is destined to be a member of the Yang family."

"Yes, that's right, it's from the Qi family, and it's also from my Yang family. Meng Jie, oh, Grandpa, give me a hug."

She walked back and forth in the house, holding her child, her bright, clear eyes curiously surveying the world, but mostly looking at the man who was so close to her.

After soothing the child for a while, he finally got sleepy, opened his mouth, and fell asleep again.

After handing the child to his daughter, Yang Jianguo asked, "Has Tongwei not come back to life lately?"

"Isn't he just like you? He's so focused on his work that he's practically an alien. If you didn't know better, you'd think he worked on a space station, a million miles away."

Of course Zhiyi had grievances in her heart; otherwise, she wouldn't be a normal person.

But she only vented her complaints and grievances in front of her parents.

She, as the woman beside her husband, knows best how hard her husband works and what achievements he has made.

Countless times, he tried to turn down the opportunity, but it was only after I steadfastly supported him and encouraged him to go that he finally agreed.

But on so many lonely nights, Zhiyi also longed to be close to her husband, looking at the child lying in her arms, and experiencing the happiness of family reunion.

"You're just too stubborn. Otherwise, I would have told you to come along."

Despite her complaints, Zhiyi didn't change her mind. "That won't do. I have my own job, and I can't give it up."

In this respect, she really took after Yang Jianguo—stubborn, stubborn to the extreme.

"That's good too. We can focus on our work and get closer when we meet. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder!"

Hearing her husband say that, Yingzi nudged him with her elbow and joked, "Aren't you afraid something might happen if this goes on for too long?"

Yang Jianguo's smile faded, and he said seriously, "If something's going to happen, it won't happen even if you post about it every day. The temptations in Beijing are far more exciting than those down here."

After hearing his words, Yang Zhiyi smiled smugly and looked at her mother, saying, "I knew my dad supported me, didn't I? Hehe, Dad, you really understand me."

"Yes, yes, only your dad understands you. Your dad is such a little brat, I've spoiled you for nothing."

"Look at your mom, she's even jealous, haha..."

"Go away, you and your daughter are both bad people. I'm going to wash my clothes."

Chapter 749 Work Arrangements, I Won't Take the Blame

"What happened?"

At night, the two talked by the headboard, and Yingzi couldn't help but feel worried.

"I'm going to work at the local level for a few months to oversee local economic regulation and development."

"Is this someone who will be in charge of specific tasks?"

"Correct."

"So what's your current position? Have you been removed?"

Yingzi's heart was in her throat. If she were really removed from her current position, it wouldn't be a matter of just a few months.

"No, your current position will be retained, and I will arrange the specific work in advance."

"That's good."

Yingzi felt relieved, but she couldn't help being curious about why.

"I got a little heated during the meeting of elders."

Yingzi chuckled helplessly, "You, really, how old are you and you still have such a temper."

Yang Jianguo stiffened his neck and said, "How old are you? I haven't even arrived yet!"

Seeing his defiant look, Yingzi reached out and touched his ear. "Yes, you're not old."

"Hey…"

Yang Jianguo chuckled and rolled the blanket over his head.

That night, the garden was filled with the colors of spring.

The following day, as soon as Yang Jianguo arrived at his workplace, he began to make arrangements for his work after his departure.

Yang Min wanted to go down with him; having a capable person by her side would make it easier to carry out the work.

The work of the department is handled by the heads of each department.

Zhang Chao will temporarily take over as the person in charge.

Although it's called a temporary appointment, it's more like Yang Jianguo is acting as a mouthpiece; he still makes the specific decisions.

Yang Jianguo is not boasting, but in the current Ministry of Works, no one can replace him.

This is not arrogance, but self-confidence.

He is responsible for leading and presiding over the core work of all the major ongoing projects.

He also needs to tackle the technical difficulties; his knowledge and experience are the foundation of his confidence.

"Zhang Chao, when I'm not around, if anything happens, consult with Director Xiang and other project leaders. Don't act impulsively. If you're unsure about anything, contact Yang Min."

"Okay, Master."

Zhang Chao, who is in his forties, is still the same as he was back in the special workshop of the steel rolling mill.

However, his temples had turned slightly gray, and his face had many more wrinkles.

Judging by his appearance alone, some people would believe he is Yang Jianguo's mentor.

"You shouldn't just focus on work all day. When will you take care of your own problems?"