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Chapter 63 One sentence to manage food is the greatest sincerity of this mountain village! (Three-in-one reward plus chapter!)

Hearing the village head's suggestion, Uncle Lin stared, and immediately shook his head:

"no!"

"Why not?"

The village chief who raised his opinion was anxious and asked questions quickly.

Uncle Lin sighed and explained:
"The villagers are all very honest. If you call someone, will they be too embarrassed not to come back? They are afraid of being stabbed in the back!"

"But what about people coming back? Building bridges and roads is not a matter of January or two, it can start in a few years!"

"We can't afford to pay people the same wages as working outside, how can they support their families?!"

Uncle Lin was telling the truth. Now, the entire village office fell into silence, only the green smoke of Hanyan slowly hovering in the air.

After a long time, Uncle Lin put down his cigarette pouch and made a decision:
"Okay, let's all go back to our own villages, and then let everyone know that everyone in their respective villages who has nothing to do will bring hoes, shovels, and poles and gather at the bridge tomorrow!"

"..."

That's it? !

Everyone in the room stared wide-eyed.

"You guys are stupid! If you are told to do so, let me know. What young adults can do in one day, others can do in two or three days!"

"To be clear, no one should despise hardship or tiredness. As the old saying goes, the ancestors planted the trees and the descendants picked the fruits, all for the sake of future generations!"

"I won't let everyone do it for nothing. Work on the border of any village, and that village will take care of the food! To build the bridge tomorrow, I will come from Xiangzhang Village for the food!"

Uncle Lin put the cigarette rod into his belt and patted his butt to settle.

"Okay, it's over!"

The crowd nodded.

The matter has come to this point, there is no more objection, and they immediately went back to inform each other.

Not long after, Uncle Lin's voice sounded from the camphor's loudspeaker:

"Notification! Notification! Everyone listened to it. At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, all the people who have nothing to do in the house will go to the bridge to gather. Our village is going to repair the bridge! Take care of the food! People from other villages will also come, Xiangzhang The village can’t be embarrassed, please do it with me!”

"Say it again, notice..."

The sound of the loudspeaker reverberated in the air and was captured by the radio equipment of the program group.

The audience in the live broadcast room naturally heard it too.

"Haha, this notice has a very rustic feel."

"Xiangzhang Village moved so fast! We just got the money, and we broke ground when we were told. I thought that according to rural customs, I would ask a master to calculate the date for starting construction!"

"Maybe he is obsessed with building the bridge. It really needs to be built, no matter what date it is!"

"Hahaha, I show the utmost sincerity when I'm in charge of food. I'm such a simple person."

"..."

At this moment, it was already the end of school time at Xiangzhang Elementary School. When Lin Feng heard Uncle Lin's notice, he smiled knowingly and didn't pay much attention.

He didn't know that Uncle Lin had a sleepless night.

Almost as soon as the rooster crowed, Uncle Lin jumped out of bed.

He was worried about disturbing Wu Peng and Sun Wei who lived at home. After washing his face with cold water, he quietly picked up a baggage and went out with a shovel in his hand.

To be honest, Uncle Lin had no idea how many people could come today.

It is a good thing to build bridges and roads, but it is also a fact that there are old, weak, sick and disabled in one village, and he does not know what the mobilization of other villages will be.

Everything is unknown.

……

What Uncle Lin didn't know was that it was just last night.

On the Internet that he is not familiar with, some videos about Xiangzhang Village have been quietly circulated.

[Xiangzhang Village Music Genius Zhou Cong]

[Summary of Genius in Xiangzhang Village]

[Xiangzhang Village's simple road construction mobilization, just take care of the food]

【…】

Every video title carries the name of a little-known mountain village called "Xiangzhang Village".

And quietly climbed into the hot search.

Around 10 o'clock that night.

In the iron room made of shipping containers, a dim light bulb hung in the air, swaying amidst the noise of the crowd.

"Four three, I'll blow it up!"

"Damn it, why the fuck is there still bombing! I only have one card left, shit!!"

"To 5, I won, hahaha!! Give money give money!!"

"..."

Amidst the noise, the red bills piled on the table went from one person's pocket to another's pocket.

In the corner, a man wearing a yellow vest sat on an empty paint bucket, carefully counting the bills in his hand over and over again.

"One hundred, two hundred...five thousand and three, send four thousand and five back, save for my son to marry a wife, I will keep eight hundred and that's enough..."

The man had a happy smile on his face.

At this time, at the card table, a man with a cigarette in his mouth turned around and shouted at him:

"Old Lin, come up and play a few games! You are not happy when you get paid today."

Lao Lin quickly stuffed the money into his underwear pocket, and smiled naively:
"Don't play, don't play, you play too much, I can't afford to lose, I have to send the money back to the baby."

"No energy! You can't smoke, drink, or play cards. What's the point of living?"

The man who called him cursed and threw a card on the table.

Lao Lin patted his head, he didn't know what was the point of smoking, playing cards, and drinking.

Cigarettes in the city are very expensive. The cheapest ones cost [-] yuan a pack. They are not as strong as the dry cigarettes in his hometown. When the dry cigarettes brought from home are finished, he would rather endure it than buy them.

Not to mention playing cards, if you work hard for a month, you may lose in one night, let alone do it.

Drinking is a no-brainer. There are many people in the village who have lost their health after drinking.

A coolie, if his body is useless, then he is useless, and the baby at home can't handle the trouble, so he can't do anything at all!

Seeing that Lao Lin didn't talk to the man at the poker table, he cursed inwardly. He was so addicted to cards that he didn't bother to see Lao Lin anymore.

And Lao Lin took out a mobile phone with a cracked screen from his pocket, but it was still usable, turned on the traffic, and connected to the Internet.

It's his only leisure.

Just after turning on the traffic, dozens of news pop-up windows rang slowly, and the phone interface became incomparably stuck.

Lao Lin has gotten used to it, and patiently waited for the phone card to run out.

However, the next moment, he saw a familiar name come into view.

Camphor Village!
Lao Lin became anxious all of a sudden, and kept poking on the screen with his hands.

The loading circle went around for a long time, and finally jumped out of half of the page.

"The bridge is being built in Xiangzhang Village, and the village chief has a trachea tube, which is hotly debated by netizens..."

Lao Lin's hands trembled slightly, and Xiangzhang Village hadn't gone back for two years.

In the first year, because the contractor was in arrears of wages, he had no travel expenses and could only spend the year on the construction site.

This year's salary is normal, but during the Chinese New Year, the salary is high, in order to make money, he is not willing to return it.

Now it's the middle of the year, and suddenly I heard that the bridge is going to be built in the village.

Lao Lin was filled with doubts:
Where does the money come from?Who will fix it?
At this time, the tragedy of Xiuhua being washed away by the flood when she got married appeared in his mind, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

……

The street of the night market is full of people coming and going, the sound is loud, and it is very lively.

BBQ shop.

A man whose five fingers on his right hand were obviously deformed and could not open them skillfully used his left hand to clean the table and clear away leftovers.

At this time, a burst of beautiful singing came from the big TV in the middle of the store.

The man's heart moved. Why does this voice seem familiar?

I looked up and saw a little boy singing on the TV.

"When~"

The stainless steel plate in the man's hand slipped and fell to the ground, splashing food residue.

The boss just wanted to reprimand, but the man covered his face and cried.

"???"

I haven't done anything yet, have I?
Just when the boss was in a daze, the man pointed at the TV and shouted to the boss, crying and laughing:

"Boss! Boss, this is my baby! Woo woo woo, he sings so beautifully, woo woo woo."

The man cried and said with great regret:

"In order to make money, I haven't been back for three years. I didn't expect the child to grow so tall and sing so well. He must miss me and his mother."

The owner of the barbecue restaurant watched TV, then looked at the man, and sighed heavily when he thought of the woman with inconvenient feet squatting on the floor washing dishes in the back kitchen.

Life is not easy!

At the same time, in other places, similar scenes were also staged.

In a luxuriously decorated villa.

After the woman finished tidying up the huge living room, she went to tidy up the toy room, and put the little master's toys back one by one.

She gently rubbed her painful waist, wondering if she should buy some plaster to stick it on tomorrow.

But after a while, she gave up the idea because the smell of the plaster was too strong. If the owner was dissatisfied and fired her, where could she find such an easy job?

In any case, it was easier than farming at home or working with cement on the construction site. She must not lose this job.

At this moment, the woman's mobile phone beeped softly. She opened it and saw that it was the news forwarded by her husband.

It's news from Xiangzhang Village!
The woman opened her eyes wide, and the pain in her waist disappeared instantly.

She held her cell phone in her hands and began to search clumsily for information about various camphor villages on the Internet.

Then, I hid in my small room, weeping uncontrollably!

This night is also destined to be a sleepless night for many people who have no roots in Xiangzhang Village!

……

Facing the thick fog, Uncle Lin walked to the head of the village step by step.

This way, he walked very anxiously.

The notification has already been notified, but every household has its own difficulties, how many people can come today?

As he walked, a dark figure appeared indistinctly in front of Uncle Lin.

"Cough cough!"

Uncle Lin is old, his eyes are blurry, and he can't see who it is, so he can only test it out.

The man turned around and said tentatively:

"Grandpa?"

Uncle Lin could tell that this man was Lin Xue's father, regardless of his age, according to his seniority, he should be called Grandpa.

"Why did you arrive so early?"

"I, don't I have an infectious disease? I didn't know if you wanted me, so I came to guard you in advance. If you don't like it... I will go back immediately!"

While speaking, Uncle Lin had already stepped forward, and it was only then that he saw clearly that Lin Zhuzi was still wearing a washed and whitish cloth mask.

Uncle Lin's heart felt sour, he had contagious liver disease, and he hadn't seen Zhuzi come out for activities in the village for a long time.

Who would have thought that he would be the first to jump out to answer the call?

"I want you! Why don't you? It's just that when you eat, you have to separate them to avoid infection."

As soon as Lin Zhuzi heard that Uncle Lin wanted him, and that he could do something for the village with his sick body, he immediately laughed and nodded repeatedly:
"I got it, grandpa, don't worry about my food! I brought the cornbread from home! Just give me some work!"

Now that it was agreed, Uncle Lin and Zhuzi Lin continued to walk forward. They agreed to meet at the bridge, and there was still a way to go from the village.

However, the further he walked, the more Uncle Lin's heart beat more and more, because he never met anyone again.

Along the way, Uncle Lin kept expecting someone to stop him from behind, but when he was about to approach the bridge, the voice still did not appear.

Uncle Lin reached out and pulled out the cigarette rod pinned to his waist, and took out the match, wanting to take a puff to calm down his mood, but the fog was too heavy and the air was too humid, and the match was struck and pulled several times, but it still failed to ignite.

Uncle Lin sighed, fastened the cigarette rod again, and didn't say a word.

There are only a few people in Xiangzhang Village who are still in the village, and they don't stay at home to enjoy the blessings. The farm work in the field and the animals in the family cannot be separated from them for a moment, and they cannot be separated from them. Come on, you can’t be blamed!

Now, just to see how many other villages can come.

Lin Zhuzi saw that Uncle Lin was feeling uncomfortable, so he cautiously enlightened Uncle Lin:

"That...it's okay. It's a bit difficult for the two of us to repair the bridge, but it's not just staring. After the children are on vacation, they can also be used as half of the labor force."

Uncle Lin could only nod helplessly.

The two of them kept walking, and finally, after turning a corner, they suddenly found several dark figures of different heights standing in the mist in front of them!
This is not haunted!

Uncle Lin's face suddenly glowed with brilliance!

"Isn't it seven o'clock as agreed, why did you come so early one by one?!"

"I don't have a watch at home, so I will come when the rooster crows."

"Secretary, why are you here so slowly? Is this bridge still under repair?"

"Our bridge is flooded and flooded every year. I don't think the terrain has been chosen well. We can't stumble here again!"

"Xiuying's family asked me to tell you that she went back to her mother's house to call her nephew. He will come later, but it's not that she is lazy!"

"..."

Everyone surrounded Uncle Lin with all kinds of chatter.

Uncle Lin's eyes suddenly turned a little red for some reason.

He wasn't sure if everyone could notice his strangeness in the fog. He looked up at the sky with a profound appearance.

And Lin Zhuzi took a step back quietly. He habitually wanted to be marginalized in such a place where many people gathered together.

At this time, a hand stretched out diagonally in front of him and pulled him:
"I heard from my baby that your Lin Xue took them to build a small bridge. This baby is promising. Did she tell us how to build this bridge at home?"

Hearing the first half of the praise for Lin Xue, Lin Zhuzi smiled happily and wanted to echo a few words.

But the next moment, when they heard about such a big thing as bridge repair, the villagers actually asked Lin Xue if she had said anything, and Lin Zhuzi shook her head like a rattle:
"No, no, Lin Xue is a child, how can she understand such a big thing?"

Hearing Lin Zhuzhu's words, the person pulling him nodded:
"That's right, then we still have to invite people to come over for surveying. It's a pity. I thought Lin Xue would take the lead in repairing this bridge in the future. In that case, we can save a lot of money for surveying!"

"Hahaha, what a pity, what a pity..."

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and everyone said it was a pity, but their tone was full of joy.

At this moment, a light red color appeared on the horizon.

Only then did the simple villagers realize that there were many photographers not far away carrying strange instruments and taking pictures of them.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you don't disturb them from working, why do you care about these people?

These cameramen, each with dark circles under their eyes, were listless.

"The director asked us to squat here in advance just to film the villagers talking?"

"I don't know if this will help the ratings."

"Whatever, we can do whatever the director says."

Amidst their whispering, several people came one after another from a distance.

"Secretary Lin, you guys are here very early! Have you eaten? I brought wowotou, made of white flour!"

"To show you off, at noon Xiangzhang Village is in charge of the meal, and it's also white noodles!"

"Yeah?? Old man, you didn't hold your fart well. If you give rice flour buns to Xiangzhang Village, then when we come to our village, don't we want to make rice flour buns? I don't care, our village can only manage enough corn flour!"

"Stingy! Then my Xiangzhang Village is also full of cornmeal..."

……

In front of the screen at this moment, the audience listened to the villagers' jokes and cheap bargaining, and they all showed knowing smiles.

"I'm so touched, everyone is working together... just to save a few mouthfuls of flour, hahaha."

"Hey, let's laugh, these people are really contributing to their hometown."

"Damn it, look at the back, there is a trembling old man in his 70s. To be honest, if this were in the city, I wouldn't dare to help him if he fell, but they actually came to repair the bridge!!"

"Damn it, look at that woman with three such young children, she's here too?!"

"I guess I wanted to contribute, but the child is too young to leave, so I brought it here."

"Ah?! They, why are they all here? I cried so much!!"

"..."

The nannies and migrant workers who were crying in the house last night all appeared in the live broadcast room now.

Holding the phone in his arms, he looked at the familiar faces in the screen.

now.

Everyone burst into tears!

The people who appear in the picture at this moment include their elderly parents and wives who are working at home as farmers...

In short, these miscellaneous teams that seem to be unable to accomplish anything are captured by the camera, and everyone has a determined smile on their face!
"Everyone listen to me!"

Facing the warm light of the morning sun, Uncle Lin narrowed his eyes, then lowered his head and stared at the rolling river under his feet for a while.

He climbed up a boulder, raised his shovel and shouted:

"Jihe, start work!"

After finishing speaking, Uncle Lin opened the bag he brought, took out a string of firecrackers, and lit them.

"Crack crack crack!!"

The firecrackers exploded, and the red paper splashed everywhere. The villagers covered their ears and smiled.

Uncle Lin was so angry that he prayed loudly:
"To the Dragon King, today is a good day. The bridge in Xiangzhang Village is going to be repaired. I hope the Dragon King will make it easy. From today until the completion date, it will be convenient and don't cause floods!"

After saying this, Uncle Lin threw a few steamed potatoes into the river, and the river ceremony was over.

Lin Zhuzi on the side stared straight at him, is that the end?
"Grandpa, shall we invite a gentleman to open the altar? That's it... too..."

Lin Zhuzi hesitated to speak.

Uncle Lin's eyes widened, he waved his hands and said:
"Feudal superstition is bad! Besides, where is the spare money?"

"No, then you set off firecrackers and threw potatoes??"

Looking at Lin Zhuzhu's confused eyes, Uncle Lin was righteous and awe-inspiring:

"I'm just going through the motions, advising the Dragon King not to be ignorant of good and evil!"

"..."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, the audience in the live broadcast room laughed out loud.

"I'm dying of laughter! The secretary has to be sensible!!"

"Uncle Lin has long seen that offering sacrifices to the Dragon King is of little use. I guess we have offered sacrifices infrequently before, but every year when there is a flood, there will be a flood. To pray to the Dragon King, we might as well build a bridge!"

"This string of firecrackers, and those little potatoes, are already Uncle Lin's greatest respect for the Dragon King!"

"Dragon King: You don't have to!!"

"Hahaha, I was drinking soy milk, I almost died laughing!!"

"..."

Early in the morning, the audience started today's life amidst laughter.

However, the folks who have gone out from Xiangzhang Village and this mountainous area have a different mood.

Some of them have been paying attention to this program from time to time since the program group entered Xiangzhang Village, which can be regarded as a solution to their homesickness.

Some, like Zhou Cong's parents, only accidentally learned yesterday that Xiangzhang Village is on fire.

Although everyone learned about these events at different times, the attention paid to the major events in Xiangzhang Village is the same at this moment.

Especially Zhou Cong's parents, after the barbecue shop closed, the couple didn't sleep, they just watched the TV in the shop, waiting for the program group to start broadcasting.

Then, they saw that the woman who had three children and wanted to help was none other than Zhou Cong's aunt.

This aunt unconditionally accepted Zhou Cong into her home in order to allow them to work outside in peace and earn money. Not only that, but now she has three children to contribute to the village!

How kind, how simple!

"The two of us together are not as good as the child's aunt..."

Looking at the ignorant but well-behaved child playing in the mud in the camera, the man made up his mind:
"My child, go back to your hometown and help my aunt take care of the house. I will change my job and go to the construction site. I will earn more than I do now. I will send you money on time. We can't see the difficulties of my aunt, isn't it? If you have bad legs and feet, you are blind!"

At this time, the boss who stood outside the door and wanted to tell them to turn off the TV and not waste electricity, sighed softly, pushed the door open and entered.

"It's just your hand. Who wants you when you go to the construction site? You're not here to be bullied!"

As he said that, the boss took out the 4000 yuan that he planned to buy today from his pocket, and stuffed it into the man.

"Your village seems to be in short supply of labor right now. You can take your wife back to help. I'll save the space in the store for you two. Come back after the bridge is built!"

The man's eyes suddenly turned red.

Why doesn't he know that there is a shortage of labor in the village?But he didn't dare to say that. Both of them are disabled. Being able to work in a store is already a rare good job!It is easy to bring it back to the boss, but it is difficult to come back!
Therefore, he knew how much the boss's promise was!

"Boss, I don't want the money. With your promise, it's better than anything else."

Men are killed without charge.

"Damn brains, oh brains!"

The boss cursed bitterly, thought for a while, and finally said:
"Let's learn a craft when you come back."

"what?!"

A glimmer of light burst out in the man's eyes. He understood what the boss meant. For him, learning a craft was a much better way out than going to a construction site!
"Ah what, hurry up and book tickets at the train station, go and go."

The boss pushed the two of them outside.

……

"When can you not make money? But the village needs me, that is, now. Please take leave and go back."

……

"No, building bridges and roads is something that can be engraved with monuments. For such a big thing, of course I have to go back! Don't even think about leaving me!"

……

Maybe it's Dashan's children who are naturally more willing to feed back Dashan, or maybe they were moved by the people who stayed behind in the mountain village.

In this land, people who go out to work have set foot on the way home!
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