Chapter 1935 Being poor in the busy city and no one cares about it

Author: Watermelon is a fruit

Chapter 1935 Being poor in the busy city and no one cares about it

It was already past one o'clock at noon when the car arrived at Tianmu Village, where Li Juaner's family is located in Tianmu Mountain.

It was a hot day, and the scorching sun was scorching this mountain village basin surrounded by mountains. There was no wind and the heat was steaming.

Because the mountains are full of snakes, insects, rats, ants, centipedes, wild bees, and all kinds of poisonous insects, as well as wild wolves, wild boars, dogs, bears, and a small number of East China tigers. There is another one in front of the village that every few years swallows one or two in several villages along the river.

A river of human life.

The people in the mountains are superstitious. During this season, except for watering the rice fields or tending the vegetable gardens due to drought, the adults will basically not go into the mountains or rivers. Instead, the cats will sleep in the house, play cards, and brag about their mother-in-law.

Especially after noon, the village is even quieter.

At this time, under the scorching sun, this mountain village with a population of five to six hundred people only had some naughty children who spent their summer vacation digging out bird eggs, looking for wild grapes in the village or on the edge of the village, catching loaches, crayfish, and frogs in the fields.

They used slingshots to shoot birds and frogs, climbed trees to pick peaches, apricots and plums, and more often went to the river to play in the water.

The small truck drove across the flat bridge over the river. The piers of these flat bridges were made of locally sourced stones and cement. They were less than one meter above the river bed. The piers were spaced two meters apart and were paved with rubble, barely enough for a truck.

Truck passes.

At this time, it is already the flood season. The river water flowing down from the upper reaches has already overflowed the stone bridge, with a water depth of more than ten centimeters. If the water coming down from the upper reaches is bigger or it rains locally, the rising river water will be able to seal it.

Living on this stone bridge isolates this mountain village from the world. If you want to overcome it, you have to risk your life.

This is also the helplessness of this mountain village. The large flat basins are all in Hexi. The only choice is to build villages and cultivate farmland in Hexi. But further to the north, south and west of Hexi are blocked by endless mountains, cliffs and natural chasms. There are only a dozen or so in the east of Hexi.

Beyond the mountain road heading east is a large town.

"If we build a real bridge on it, how much money will we need to invest?"

Zhao Changan thought thoughtfully, if Li Juaner was willing to spend two to three million from the cashed-out money, she could build a relatively good bridge over this big river.

If you are willing to use it all, you can even widen the bumpy and rugged mountain road from the outside of the mountain to the village and turn it into a very good mountain road.

This way he can worry less, and it's good for you and me.

"You take the money?"

Wen Ye asked.

"To be honest, if I talk about getting money, the villages in the mountains where my father lived when he was a child didn't have cement roads yet, and all the roads over the mountains were yellow mud roads. My mother's hometown was even more miserable. Even now, let alone roads, there is no electricity.

There is no way to buy a piglet and it takes several hours to carry it up the mountain to the top. Students go home once a week to go to school."

"Then you still have the morals to kidnap Li Juan'er?"

"But that's my dad and mom's hometown. My hometown is Shancheng City. As long as I can remember, I've been to my mom's house once and my dad's house three times. Since my dad and mom were laid off, I've been there

The villagers who used to live and eat at my house for free and ask for help whenever they came to the city no longer came, but went to the homes of other well-off villagers in the city."

Zhao Changan said with a smile: "When my dad went back to visit the grave every year, every household in the village wanted to treat my dad to a meal, because several families in the village had disputes and became red in the face.

You must know that it was Qingming Festival at that time, which was the time to make Mingqian tea. The food in the mountains was not valuable, so a tea leaf and chestnuts were the main harvest of every family. The expenses of the family, children going to school, marrying a wife, and favor gifts

All molecules must come out from within.

These hospitable folks were so generous and hospitable, but my dad couldn't help it. Sometimes it would take him two or three days at a time to come back drunk.

During the three years after I was laid off, in the first year I went back, I even had a meal and bought a few kilograms of tea from my uncle, so I rode my bicycle dozens of miles back to the city. In the second year, my family didn’t have any spare money to buy tea, so my dad figured it out.

After visiting the grave, every household was busy harvesting and selling tea. Naturally, no one had the intention to delay making money and forcefully dragged my father into the house for dinner.

When my dad came back on his bicycle, he was soaked in the rain. I don’t know if you still remember it. During the Tomb-Sweeping Day holiday in our second year of high school, there was a heavy rain. I saw my dad enter the house, walk to the bedroom, and exit from the bedroom.

There is a watermark from the door to the living room to the stairway.

I still remember it clearly now, and my mother must remember it too. I dare say my father has never forgotten it either. Last year and this year during Qingming Festival, he borrowed a motorcycle and took my mother to visit the grave on another side road.

, the road that does not pass through the village.

Including the fellow who bought my guitar, and then waited for me on the roadside with Xia Wuyue Qiaosan after school, smashed the guitar in front of me, and threw it into the fire. It wasn’t my father’s strength, their family could have escaped from the mountain

Come out?"

Zhao Changan burst into laughter: "My parents are almost having a headache now because of the people complaining about poverty in the company, especially since they have to go back for a trip in the past two days. After they go back, there will be a merger between the first and second constructions and the district constructions.

The intricate network of relationships there can make people even more crazy.

If I spend another few million to build a road, my family will be punished for weddings, funerals, children going to school and building houses in that village. If I don't give it, I will be scolded behind me, saying that I have no conscience now that I am rich.

Why, just because my family has a good heart and others are stupid?

Until now, my dad and my mom still insist on not using mobile phones on a daily basis. The mobile phones I bought them always keep them in a drawer and are only used when going out. Tell me, I am crazy to cause trouble for myself.

They are looking for trouble."

Wen Ye drove in silence. The car drove out of the village and headed towards the blue brick house under the towering cliff in the west.

As he walked uphill into a mountain road with jungles on both sides, he said: "This is called being poor in the busy city and no one cares about you."

"That's not the truth."

Zhao Changan looked at the jungle scenery along the way: "Actually, I also understand that these folks of my father have no relationship with each other, so they can only obtain benefits through the kidnapping of family ties.

Since it can't bring them any real benefits, and they are not familiar with my dad, why should they waste these false feelings and real money to kidnap family ties with my dad."

"Then you still kidnap Li Juan'er morally?"

"Yeah, I didn't say anything."

The car passed by Li Juaner's vegetable garden. Zhao Changan and Wen Ye were surprised to see Li Juaner harvesting the garden like a dry pond.

Even the peach trees that were more than ten years old were cut down by her.

After eating a simple meal of noodles with local eggs, tomatoes and green peppers at noon, Zhao Changan and Wen Ye went into the cave and took a chain saw with diamond particles to remove the three-meter-high slender stone pillar where the lynx slept all year round.

Saw off.

Then put it sideways into the bed of a pickup truck.

The lynx squatted on another higher stalactite pillar, its eyes glowing with an unpredictable golden-green luster in the darkness, watching the whole process.

This is what Old Man Li Jiahe told Zhao Changan before, that is, before he has established a tacit understanding with the lynx, how to express it so that it will leave without misunderstanding.

That is to move its nest and re-establish it where it needs to make a home.

That night, Zhao Changan and Wen Ye sealed the entrance of the cave with huge rocks. Li Juaner locked the doors of the main room, kitchen, and side room, sat in the back of the cab with the old yellow dog, and left her.

Home for twenty years.

And Zhao Changan noticed a black shadow flashing past in the rearview mirror. This kind of black was the kind of black that could reflect luster.

It seems that he has caught up.
Chapter completed!