Life goes by unhurriedly, and life on the university campus is full and vibrant. Eight adolescent boys, frolicking together all day long, happy and carefree, Shanzi's withdrawn personality has also been slightly improved, he is different from others, he still likes to read, often alone in the library to read all kinds of books hungry.

Iron Egg sometimes follows Shanzi to the library, and spends most of his time hanging out with Longhair. The moment each of them stepped into the threshold of Jindu University, the starting point was the same, but the difference was that they chose a different watershed later.

This winter, Zhiguo finally drove the "Iron Tiger" he dreamed of back to Yanque Village, good guy, the whole behemoth, the eyes of the people in the village were straight. He told everyone that this big guy was called a French car, and it was a German-made thing.

"How much oil does such a big guy have to drink a day?"

"Zhiguo, can you stop the dam in your yard?"

"If you can't stop, stop my house and go to ......"

Everyone was gossiping and theorizing, Zhiguo was smiling, and a sense of pride arose.

Zhiguo drove it to the farther mountains to pull ore, and it could be exchanged for money by pulling it to the train freight station in the county. The people of ten miles and eight towns respect him very much, and it is such an honor to be able to sit in Zhiguo's car according to law.

Banknotes flowed into Zhiguo's house like running water, and one day, people saw Zhiguo suddenly pull bricks and cement to his home one by one, and when he inquired, he knew that Zhiguo was going to build a new house for his family. Everyone's eyes are hot, and their eyes can breathe fire.

In just half a year, the two-story building of Zhiguo was completed, which is called a grandeur. Wu Guihua added a big fat boy to the Li family at this time, and made a double happiness. On the day of moving into the new house, Zhiguo invited all the men, women and children of Yanque Village to a banquet, and their faces were happy.

The following year, the young people in the village stripped their families of money and rushed to buy legal cars, and there were more than a dozen 'big tigers' drinking oil in the village. It is more convenient for people in the village to travel, they will stop the passing legal cars, climb into the high cab, and chat with the master all the way to the county town to catch the market. For a time, the driver became the most respected profession in Yanque Village.

The road in Yanque Village winds and turns, and the further you go into the mountains, the more treacherous and narrow the road becomes. It is said that this road was built during the Anti-Japanese War, and it was the road where Chiang Kai-shek fled. When this road was built, I don't know how many soldiers died here, and there are no bones left.

Since the introduction of legal cars, the economic income of Yanque Village has been greatly improved, and people's living standards have also risen. However, people who have a legal car can't sleep peacefully at night, and their husbands or sons run on this road of death every day, and they are afraid that as soon as they close their eyes, they will come to the bad news that the car is destroyed and people are killed.

The most dangerous is the 'Thousand Feet Cliff', where anyone who falls will be shattered, and this is also the place where accidents are most likely to occur.

Everyone yearns for a new life without worrying about food and clothing, and the people of Yanque Village are no different. People who drive according to the law car tie their lives to the waistband of their trousers every day when they go out, and they are tightly strangled, for fear that if they are not careful, their lives will be lost and they will never be recovered.

Most of them have not undergone formal driving training, and the originally not spacious road surface is crushed by large guys carrying dozens of tons all day long, which is naturally like dead wood that has not stood the wind and rain for a long time, and may overturn at any time.

Li Sangui's family ushered in shocking news. Li Sangui is the uncle of Zhiguo's own family, and Zhiguo calls him the third uncle. On weekdays, Li Sangui follows Zhiguo sports car, and Zhiguo also takes good care of him and always waits for him all the way.

In the early morning of this day, Li Sangui felt bad when he got up, his heart was furious, and he complained inexplicably to his mother-in-law, and the mother-in-law said: "It's early in the morning, what is the nameless fire that can't be finished? Otherwise, I won't get out of the car today!"

Li Sangui didn't say anything, jumped into the cab silently, started the car and drove away. He followed Zhiguo, ran for five hours, and waited in line for another five hours to load ore, and the day passed. He and Zhiguo ate dry food and recuperated in the cab. As soon as the day was bright, he and Zhiguo ignited the car, or Zhiguo was in front and he was behind.

When he was about to reach the thousand-foot cliff, Zhiguo stopped the car and said to Li Sangui: "Third uncle, when you cross the thousand-foot cliff, I will try to pass it first, and when I go over to help watch the road, you can pass it again, you really can't pass, don't be reckless!"

"Okay!" Li Sangui agreed.

When he arrived at the Thousand Feet Cliff, Zhiguo saw that the stones on the edge of the cliff kept rolling down the mountain, he stopped the car, walked in to take a look, and tried his strength on the edge of the cliff with his feet. He got into the car, put on the accelerator, rushed over in one breath, and stopped steadily in the middle of the road, he took a deep breath, and finally passed this hurdle today. Just as he opened the car door and was about to get out of the car to help Li Sangui inspect the road conditions, he heard a deafening sound, he jumped out of the car, and the scene in front of him made his legs weak.

"Third Uncle ......" Li Sangui and his car rolled down the thousand-foot cliff together, and the sound of the iron bar hitting the cliff echoed in the mountain stream for a long time. Li Sangui, he could no longer hear Zhiguo's tearful shouts.

Zhiguo sat on the edge of the cliff for a long time, and on the other side of the thousand-foot cliff, there was a long queue of cars according to the law, with cars from Yanque Village and cars from other counties. All the drivers got out of the car and stood on the edge of the cliff, no one spoke, only the whistling mountain wind, accompanied by the sound of crying, sank to the bottom of the cliff.

They are not only crying for Li Sangui's flying disaster, but also crying for their unknown fate.

Zhiguo helped the car behind to watch the road, and when it came safely, Zhiguo moved the car forward, and they helped the people behind to watch the road, so that every car passed the thousand-foot cliff safely, and a group of dozens of cars drove carefully on the road together according to the law, and finally drove into Yanque Village. At this moment, they all feel that each other's lives are closely linked.

The bad news came into the door, and Li Sangui's house cried up and down. The sky of Li Sangui's house has fallen, the people are gone, the car is gone, and the days ahead will not be able to live!

When it was dawn, the village organized a group of strong men to look for Li Sangui's body, but they only found a few scattered car parts, not to mention Li Sangui's body, not even a single bone of his was found.

Afterwards, under the persuasion of his father and Wu Guihua, Zhiguo sold the car according to law. He didn't know whether he had brought the legal car into the village for good or bad, whether it had brought hope for the villagers to make a fortune, or whether it was a disaster of death.

Zhiguo recuperated at home for half a year, and in this half year, he served his father, loved his mother-in-law, teased the dogs, and happiness was everywhere. It is said that the Zhiguo family, the father and mother are healthy, the husband and wife are peaceful, and the son is smart; However, Zhiguo doesn't think so, he is a person with screws and flesh in his heart, and he is better than others in everything and everywhere. He felt that he was only forty years old, and he could not sit idle. So he became the boss again, contracted a mine, and hired people to mine the ore himself.

The mountains up Yanque Village are rich in mineral resources, rich in iron ore, phosphate rock, magnesium ore, lead-zinc ore and so on. As the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to eat the water. Zhiguo is full of confidence to operate his mine, no matter how difficult, he perseveres, he believes that one day there will be a big mine, and all his efforts will be rewarded thousands of times.

Ma Xuan'er returned to the village, and he drove a small car, which was full of style and was very proud. Ma Xuan'er's father and mother immediately raised their eyebrows in front of the villagers.

Ma Xuan'er told Zhiguo that he hadn't found Juan'er yet, but he would definitely persevere to the end. Zhiguo told his father and mother the truth as early as after He Yuanshan moved his family with Juan'er and Zhuzi, so Juan'er's father turned a blind eye to Ma Xuan'er's appearance in the village, as long as his Juan'er lived well, it didn't matter where she was. Just don't mess around with the damn bastard horsebolt.

Ma Xian'er did not stay in the village for a few days before leaving, and no one knew where he had gone or what he was doing for a living.

Ma Xuan'er returned to Jindu, and took the two brothers to drive a car to her sister's house, and the sister's family changed their cold and white eyes back then, warmly greeted them into the house, poured tea and water, and served them as guests. Ma Xuan'er crossed Erlang's legs, drank tea, deliberately sprayed the tea on the ground, and said, "What is this? This is also called tea? Sister, I will send someone to bring you some good tea...... Top quality tea ......"

Ma Guihua and his man accompanied the smiling face, and Ma Guihua said: "Next time you come to buy good tea, I will buy good tea." Without looking at his sister, Ma Shu'er got up, patted his body, tugged at the corners of his clothes, and glanced at the man standing next to him, who took out a stack of money from his waist bag and threw it on the table.

"Gone. Ma Shu'er stepped out of the threshold, and the two brothers followed.

Ma Guihua's family was dumbfounded, they didn't know what kind of big man this Ma Bolt had become.