472. Enthusiastic Uncle Yu

Feng Zijian listened to Uncle Yu babble about many things in the village, especially the affairs of their Feng family, which made him feel mixed in his heart.

Before he returned, he had thought about how he would deal with the people who had driven their mother and son away and occupied their houses and land.

Back then, my mother was so angry with them that she was sick, if it weren't for the sweet mother and daughter who introduced her mother to Dr. Jiang, they didn't know when they would be able to get out of that miserable life.

Come back this time, if you don't settle accounts with them, I'm sorry for the grievances and pain my mother suffered, if I take revenge, when will I get revenge!

Fortunately, God has eyes and has already avenged him, and their current results are clearly seen by everyone and their hearts.

He didn't have to do anything more.

When they arrived at the mountain, they searched for a long time before finally finding Feng Zijian's father's grave.

Fortunately, Uncle Yu had the foresight to prepare three sickles, and they cut the grass around them and cleaned up the grass on the grave.

That grave bag is almost peaceful, if it weren't for Uncle Yu saying that it was Feng Yougen's grave, ordinary people wouldn't know that there was a dead person buried under this small mound.

Uncle Yu said: "Although the soil has fallen, fortunately there are no mice or other small animals digging holes, and he is quite stable in it." ”

Feng Zijian took out the sacrifice he was carrying and put it on the table, kowtowing a few times.

When going down the mountain, Feng Zijian said: "Uncle Yu, you are familiar with the village, do you know who will repair the tomb?"

"There are people in the village who specialize in helping people repair graves, and there is another person who specializes in carving monuments, and I will take you to find them. ”

Feng Zijian stuffed a thousand yuan to Uncle Yu.

"Uncle Yu, I've worked hard for you today! ”

Uncle Yu hurriedly waved his hand, "I can't help it, your father was a cheerful person before his death, I have a good relationship with him, there is no need to pay me for this little thing." ”

Feng Zijian insisted on stuffing it into his hand.

"Uncle Yu, don't be polite, I see you're over seventy years old! We are still young, and we have the strength to make money, and this money should be regarded as my filial piety to you. ”

"Then it means, you can't give so much, a hundred dollars is enough. ”

"It's okay, you can take it with peace of mind!"

Uncle Yu pretended to be a thousand yuan given by Feng Zijian, and he was very upset.

"Uncle Yu, I'll trouble you to take me to the village chief later, I see the road from the county seat to the village, but seven or eight kilometers, after so many years, it's still a wool road, I want to pay some money to repair it in the village." ”

Uncle Yu sighed, "Your baby must have a great fortune outside, and it takes a lot of money to build such a road! The above has always said that it will help our village repair, and also requires every household in the village to contribute some money, but the people in the village! It is not easy for them to pluck out some hair, so this matter has not been implemented. ”

"If you want to get rich, build the road first, the village doesn't seem to have changed much over the years, the road has been repaired, whether it is to do business or travel, it is more convenient!

The three of them chattered and arrived in the village.

They first found the person who repaired the grave and made the monument, and after finalizing the matter of Feng Zijian's family, they went to the village head.

The village chief's surname is Wu, in his thirties, and when he heard that Feng Zijian was willing to spend money to help the village repair roads, he excitedly asked his wife to quickly kill chickens and ducks to cook and entertain them, but Feng Zijian couldn't stop him.