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Zhao Yongli stood in front of the thatched hut, knocked the broken gong, and everyone responded. The villagers who came up to fuck the guy from all directions, most of them were old people in their dying years, and some were children who couldn't walk steadily. The horn of battle was blown.

The mute put the bow and crossbow box on his back, stepped forward, and briefly gestured to Zhao Yongli, who was knocking excitedly on the head, to let him come. No matter whether Zhao Yongli agreed or not, he grabbed the broken gong and the mallet, " bang bang bang" knocked.

Mengting's eyes were moist, and she held Liu Jun's arm tightly. Such a scene would be unforgettable for the rest of her life. She wanted to write them into her poems. What a wonderful people, they couldn't eat enough, couldn't wear warm clothes, and even the wires at home were too tight. The villagers who live a life in a primitive society have no complaints, are not afraid of poverty, and do not wait to rely on the government. They live tenaciously, but when the country and the villagers are defended by foreign forces, they hold each other tightly and unite to the outside world. This kind of toughness The great national spirit deeply inspires her.

Looking at the villagers rushing up the mountain with all kinds of murder weapons, and tightly hugging Mengting's slender waist, Liu Jun's heart was full of emotion. Suddenly, he felt that he was in the ocean of the people's war. How great it is.Compared with these simple and brave villagers, the grievances and grief and indignation that individuals suffered in the process of growing up are nothing worth mentioning.

"Tingting, brother must earn a lot of money, build many bridges for the people here, so that the villagers here can live a very good life." Liu Jun spoke boldly amidst the sound of breaking gongs, thinking that making money can help the poor The people live a good life, his heart is extremely pure, and a strong impulse to make a lot of money to change the fate of many people swells his heart.

"Brother, you must be the best." Mengting Xiaoniaoyiren, at this moment, she has promised Liu Jun in her heart that this is the man she wants to love, and this is the man she can entrust to her for life.What is a real man?A man with great love is a real man.

Some strong and fast villagers gathered at Zhao Yongli's house first. The villagers who arrived first looked at Liu Jun and Mengting, who were lovingly dependent on each other, and at the mute who was vigorously beating the gong. What's the matter, are the Japanese devils calling again?

Zhao Yongli waved his hand to tell the mute to stop beating the gong, and smiled and led the villagers to an open space halfway up the mountain.

After a while, five or six hundred elderly villagers with various weapons such as hoes and axes gathered in the open space. Zhao Yongli briefly explained the situation to the leaders of several villages, and took out 2000 yuan from his chest The hundred-yuan red bill wrapped with hemp rope was held high above the head.

Zhao Yongli breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Folks, the Japanese devils have been kicked out of the country by the Communist Party a long time ago. They dare not come again. Come and kill one by one. This is Mr. Liu from the provincial capital. They donated three With 2000 yuan to build the bridge, the single-plank bridge across the ditch can finally be built as a stone bridge. I suggest that the stone bridge be called the Gongde Bridge, okay?"

"Good!" All the villagers cheered and cheered loudly.

Zhao Yongli continued to shout at the top of his voice: "We have money, but we can't spend it indiscriminately. Every penny must be spent on stone bridges. Every village prepares some good stone materials. Some stonemasons working in other places can notify them." Everyone is called to come home, we must build a century-old bridge of meritorious virtues in Tujia Mountain, so that future generations can cross the bridge and walk on the road, okay?"

"Okay!" There was another burst of applause.

"The sound of the gong means that the battle is starting. This gong has not been played for many years. When it is knocked, it is still so loud. We old things are so old. Haha." Zhao Yongli laughed at himself excitedly, and all the villagers laughed loudly. , Thinking back to the Anti-Japanese War back then, the joyful feeling of killing Japanese devils to avenge their blood hatred is still so bloody.

"Ah Jun, you sponsored this money, you have to say a few words to the folks." Zhao Yongli saw that the words were almost finished, and held up the money to invite Liu Jun to talk.

Liu Jun was not affectionate, deeply moved Liu Jun was filled with emotion, he pulled his hand from Mengting's arm, clasped his fists around, and shouted: "Folks, without you, the older generation would drive away the Japanese devils!" , there would be no happy life for our younger generation. You are the heroes of history, you are the pillars of the country, and our younger generation should learn from you. However, seeing the Tujia mountain village is still so poor today, I feel very uncomfortable. I I won’t say anything, but I have an idea, build a bridge for everyone this year, build a road up the mountain next year, build a welfare home for the elderly in the year after, and then, I want to change the face of poverty here so that our folks can live a happy life. In the days of going upstairs and downstairs, lights and telephones, and ample food and clothing, please bear witness. Thank you.”

After Liu Jun finished speaking, he bowed affectionately to all the villagers, and there was thunderous applause from the middle of the mountain, and cheers resounded across the sky.

"Folks, Liu is always our lucky star. We have hope in our days." Zhao Yongli wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He had waited for this day for a long time, and he could see that Liu Jun was very young at such a young age. The atmosphere, one year to build bridges, two years to build roads, three years to build welfare homes, what a bright prospect Tujia Mountain Village has.

"Now, a few film directors stay to discuss with President Liu about repairing the bridge, and everyone else will go home and wait for the notification to contribute." Zhao Yongli choked up, he never thought that the young man from the provincial capital would be so selfless .

Zhao Yongli's appeal was very powerful. With one word from him, all the folks came back happily, and called a few healthy old men to go down the mountain with the mute to fetch the grain and oil from the SUV. They kept Liu Jun and the directors together eat lunch.

The kindness was hard to come by, so Liu Jun had to stay at Zhao Yongli's house, and urgently discussed with several film directors about repairing the bridge. While talking, an eight-year-old boy with a thick head and a tiger head hung a big slingshot made of old vines. , dragged a hunted hare into the house, and shouted from afar, "Grandpa, I killed another hare."

"Wow, woof, woof." Suddenly a big yellow-haired hound rushed towards Liu Jun, and Meng Ting, who was snuggling up to Liu Jun, screamed in fright.

"Hey, Huahua, it's a guest, don't bite." Zhao Yongli shouted, and the big yellow dog called Huahua immediately put his front paws back and lay obediently on the ground.

"Huzi, hurry up and call brother, Ah Jun is a distinguished guest in our village, your noble person." After Zhao Yongli stopped the big yellow dog, he asked his grandson Zhao Xiaohu to call Liu Jun his brother.

"Brother." Zhao Xiaohu wasn't shy, and called Liu Jun generously, he threw the rabbit on the ground, and took the big yellow dog out to play. Little Huzi saw that there were many adults in the thatched cottage, and he didn't want to join the adult world matter, exit very politely.

"It's my grandson, Zhao Xiaohu." Zhao Yongli smiled when he saw his grandson come back from hunting a hare. A child who is only eight years old can hunt, which is considered capable.

"I know, old man, you told me that a tiger is as big as it is, and it can kill hares. If it is well cultivated, it will definitely be a great success." Liu Jun praised, looking at the lively Zhao Xiaohu, and suddenly said, "Old man, what, has Hu Zi gone to school yet?"

"The children in this mountain village are in their teens and can't read a single word. The town's primary school is tens of kilometers away, and they can't get enough to eat. What school do they go to?" a film director lamented.

Zhao Yongli ordered several film directors to set fire to roast hares, and entertain Liu Jun, a distinguished guest from the provincial capital who donated to bridge repairs, and his party. He and Liu Jun still have some things to say.

Liu Jun asked Dumb and Mengting to play with Zhao Xiaohu.

Only the village chiefs Zhao Yongli and Liu Jun were left in the thatched hut. Zhao Yongli was silent for a moment, and confessed his feelings sincerely: "Ah Jun, old man is old enough to live enough. I only have one wish in this life to be able to live." To build a bridge for the villagers to cross the ditch and a road to go up the mountain. Today you donated 2000 yuan, and my wish is fulfilled. I will have no regrets in my life. On behalf of the villagers We really appreciate you."

Zhao Yongli said that he was about to kneel down, when Liu Jun saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said anxiously: "Old man, you can't do it, you can't do it, you are breaking me by doing this."

"Oh, the people in the mountains are very poor. I have always wanted to lead the people in the mountains to become rich and prosperous, but I have no choice. Just now you said in front of the villagers that you will lead our villagers to live a prosperous life. I can't figure it out. This poor country Yes, what good method will Ah Jun have to help the folks get rich?"

Zhao Yongli sat back in his chair and asked what doubts he had in his heart. Kneeling on behalf of the villagers just now was an expression of his heart, and he didn't really want to kneel. Asking an old man to kneel to a young man would be a shame, and Zhao Yongli would definitely not Put Liu Jun in an unkind and unrighteous situation.

"Old Man, I have a lot of ideas, but I can't explain them all at once. I will just say a few casually. For example, a patriotic base for the Anti-Japanese War can be established in Tujia Mountain, a primitive ecological village tourist spot can be established, and people can also invite people to pay attention to it. Chemical analysis of the soil to see which crops are suitable for planting."

Liu Jun said that he had frequent inspirations, and hurriedly told Zhao Yongli, saying: "Old man, you must remember that the early slogans of your thatched cottages, villagers' houses, caves and mountains must be well protected, and you must not be careless. Removal and transformation, this is the witness of cultural history, and it is a rich tourist resource. Three years later, if our company can develop greatly, the Tujia mountain village will definitely become richer."

"That's good. I don't know what tourism resources are, but I think what you said should make sense. You are sincerely doing good for our folks. I believe you. I will arrange someone to protect the things you said this afternoon." Zhao Yong Li's eyes lit up, and he simply worshiped the distinguished guests from the provincial capital.

The manly man will do what he says. When Liu Jun came to Tujia Mountain Village and saw the scene where Zhao Yongli beat the gong to recruit the villagers to go up the mountain, his heart suddenly became enlightened, and his business mind was suddenly enlightened.

In order to avoid troubles that may be encountered in the future, some things have to be done first, Liu Jun had a bold idea in his heart, and immediately asked Zhao Yongli: "Old man, the company I registered in the provincial capital is Lijun Industrial Development Co., Ltd. That is to say, my company develops industries. As long as it can make money, it will do anything that can bring benefits to the common people. I am fully confident that I can lead the folks here to become rich in two or three years. Some things still require old man To cooperate, I need your help, old man."

"Ah Jun, as long as you are really good for the villagers, let me help you, just let me knock down the stickers." Zhao Yongli became more arrogant, and then he smiled, "However, you also know that we are poor here. This barren mountain and wild ridge can't post anything."

"Haha, old man, what I want is your words." Liu Jun stood up excitedly, and said excitedly: "Old man, you don't even know that the villagers are begging with golden bowls."

Zhao Yongli was taken aback for a moment, looked at Liu Jun very puzzled, and asked, "Ah Jun, what do you mean?"