Chapter 197 It's a Small Reward

On Saturday, the weather was sunny and the temperature was just right.

Mo Jingchun, who hasn't been back to his hometown for a long time, and Mo Jingchun, who feels that Candy lacks playmates, drove back to his hometown with Candy in the morning.

The key to my hometown has been left at the uncle's house all year round.

After returning to Candy in my hometown and playing with the children in the bay, I don't want to leave.

In desperation, Mo Jingchun had no choice but to tell his aunt to pick up the candy later.

"Candy, brother will pick you up later."

Candy, who has been addicted to playing with mud, nodded without looking back.

"Understood, brother."

Mo Jingchun parked the car in front of the uncle's house, took a cigarette from the car and handed it to the uncle.

"Master, I'll get the key."

Mo Changyou was polite and accepted the cigarette.

He picked up a cigarette casually, and shrank back after thinking that Mo Jingchun didn't smoke.

"I know you're coming back today, now, I have all the keys in my pocket."

After Mo Jingchun stood in the yard and talked with the uncle for a while, he drove back.

Just like when I came back from the Chinese New Year in the past two years, there were basically no weeds on both sides of the road home.

And when Mo Jingchun opened the door, he was surprised.

This place looks like no one has lived in it for a long time, and it looks like dust.

Mo Jingchun smiled wryly, no need to guess, the uncle cleaned up again.

"I'm still going to clean up, but it seems that I don't need it again."

It was cleaning again, and calling for lunch at noon, Mo Jingchun felt embarrassed all over.

It was almost noon, the uncle called and said that the meal was ready, let's go to eat.

Mo Jingchun closed the door, went to the bay to pick up candy and came back for dinner.

Mo Jingchun was thinking as he walked along the pitifully cracked and potholed roads that had been washed away by the rain.

Until he saw a large pit with accumulated water, Mo Jingchun decided to rebuild these cement roads and replace them with asphalt roads.

Not for anything else, just because when I went to school in my freshman year, every household paid a lot of money.

Although in Mo Jingchun's eyes, the money may be just a small amount.

But two years ago, before entering the gate of Peking University, this amount of money was quite a lot, especially for the averagely developed rural areas.

In Mo Jingchun's impression, except for those who go out to work, the people in the village can only earn some money by doing decorations at home like uncle.

In addition, every spring, you can pick tea leaves to make money.

Getting up early and working late at night, picking tea leaves under the sun, may cost less than 10,000 yuan in two months.

If the market is good, you can earn more than 10,000 yuan.

When Mo Jingchun came to her aunt's house, Mo Jingchun thought that Candy might still be playing with mud.

But no!

"Guo'er, what are you doing?"

Mo Jingchun walked in and saw that he was wearing candy with a lot of mud on his clothes, and he was picking small wild chrysanthemums in the grass with his friends.

One by one, the little guy's little hands can no longer hold them.

Looking back at brother's candy, he raised his hand to show off:

"Look, brother, Guo'er has picked a lot of flowers."

Mo Jingchun stretched out his hand to wipe off the dried mud on Tangtang's face, and asked:

"Guo'er and Xiang'er are both amazing."

Xiang'er, who was praised, wiped her snot casually, and laughed out two small dimples.

"Brother, let's give all the flowers to Mom, shall we?"

Mo Jingchun froze for a moment, feeling mixed emotions.

Taking the small wild chrysanthemum in Tangtang's hands whose leaves had been softened, Mo Jingchun smiled and stroked Tangtang's hair, hugged Tangtang, and replied:

"Okay, after dinner, my brother will go with Guo'er."

"OK."

Candy, who hooked his brother's neck with one hand, waved to Xiang'er, and said with a smile:

"Xiang'er, I'll come to play with you in the afternoon, and Guo'er is going back to eat."

Xiang'er seemed a little afraid of Mo Jingchun, whom she hadn't seen for many years, the little guy just smiled and nodded.

At the dinner table, Mo Jingchun said to the uncle who was drinking a little wine:

"Master, today I saw that the cement road in the village is rotten. My idea is to remove the cement road and pave the asphalt road."

Mo Changyou, who took a sip of the wine, was snatched by the wine, and his face flushed.

After coughing for a long time, Mo Changyou finally recovered and said:

"It takes a lot of money to build roads, and that's not how money is spent. It's not necessary, it's not necessary."

"Wait a few more years, and the town on that road should spend money to repair it."

Repairs can't change the situation that the road is getting worse.

"Master, the asphalt road from the town to our place is only about three kilometers, and it doesn't cost much."

"I checked, and the asphalt road costs less than two hundred yuan per square meter."

"From the town to us, it's only a few million."

"When my family was in trouble two years ago, the neighbors on the left and right helped a lot. Besides, building roads can be regarded as accumulating blessings for candy, which is a good deal."

After Mo Changyou thought about it, he couldn't seem to find any reason for his nephew to give up this idea.

However, it is good to build roads. At the beginning, everyone really helped my nephew.

Secondly, now that my nephew is rich, although I haven't heard any rumors, what can I do next?

It will be hard to say in the future.

The road in the village has been repaired, and everyone has nothing to say.

"Master, I've already thought about it. The roadbed doesn't need to be widened. I'm afraid of trouble, and it's not my original intention to make everyone unhappy because of a small incident."

"Similarly, the route is still the old route. If each family wants to send the asphalt road home, it is not impossible, but the roadbed is opened by ourselves."

After Mo Jingchun thought about it, he said:

"That's it, sir."

"I would like to trouble you to invite the parties involved from each family to come to your house in the evening, and the big guys sit together. Let's discuss it."

"After discussing it, I will call the secretary and ask her to communicate with the town and contact the construction party to contract the project."

After taking a sip of the wine, Mo Changyou nodded after thinking about it.

"Okay, I, the uncle, will help you run this road, and I will be happy to run."

After eating, Mo Changyou went out, don't look at Mo Changyou blushing after drinking, but Mo Changyou is clear-headed and not dizzy at all.

After eating, Mo Jingchun also went back with candy to get some paper, and went to the back mountain together.

It's still the same tomb, there is still no stele, but compared with the previous two years, there is an extra stone barrier.

There is also a square-sized concrete floor, which is specially used for burning paper.

Mo Jingchun knelt there to burn the paper, while Tangtang squatted on the ground, spreading out the small chrysanthemums and neatly placing them in front of the grave.

After Huahua was finished, Candy saw his brother kowtowing there, and the little guy also imitated his brother's appearance and kowtowed.

After watching the paper dust dissipate into the sky by the wind, Mo Jingchun picked up the candy.

"Let's go, we're going back."

Who did Mo Jingchun say this sentence to, and only Mo Jingchun knew it in his heart.

"Yeah." Nodded.

"Mom, Guo'er and brother go back."