With sufficient funding to back it up, the project is progressing very smoothly and is progressing by leaps and bounds into the mountains.

Perhaps it was the recuperation during the forced shutdown that the villagers' almost exhausted physical strength was restored; perhaps it was the villagers' confidence when they saw that the xylophones had made so much money at once; or perhaps it was because the villagers saw that the success of the road construction was imminent, and if they worked hard to earn their lives, they could fulfill the wish that their ancestors had dreamed of for generations. In short, the villagers once again mobilized all their strength, summoned up their energy, and launched a final assault on the remaining sections. The pessimistic mood that pervades the construction site has long been swept away, replaced by a high drain* point and an almost tragic sacrifice of life.

Smashing his fingers and grinding his feet are all trivial matters, and no one dares to take this seriously. If someone shouts loudly everywhere, he will be ridiculed by the people around him. Even if I had a cold and fever, I just lay in the tent at the construction site, took injections and medicines, and rested for a while. At the same time, you have to free up your hands to do some small and brisk work. Among the villagers who are able to go to work, there is absolutely no one who does not work at home. At night, some young adults simply lived on the construction site in the bitter cold wind, nested in thin tents, and spent the night holding the fire while thinking that they would be able to complete the road construction task after a few more days.

Still on crutches, she limped through the construction site, doing what she could. From time to time, he also encouraged and supervised the work of the villagers. Sour apricot lost his entire leg in order to build a road to save people. His actions have already won the respect and sympathy of everyone in the village. Therefore, his words and his encouragement are sometimes more effective than the words of the village cadres such as the xylophone. The xylophones felt distressed and persuaded him many times not to go to work, just squat at home. Sour apricot was reluctant to live or die, and still limped behind the villagers to go out early and return late. Later, when the people and Jing'er couldn't persuade him, they joined a few cubs such as Yangxing, and saw Tian'er pushing him up and down the construction site with a car.

Under his influence, all the people in the village who could move and take a hand to help all flocked to the construction site. They can't do much work, but they play a role that no one else can replace. The urgency of building a road as building a house and marrying a daughter and marrying a family and the idea of benefiting others and self-interest deeply infected and drove everyone on the construction site. As a result, people are more enthusiastic and motivated. The whole construction site is like a bulldozer with full horsepower, carrying the leaks and dreams of the whole village, with an unprecedented devastating momentum, pushing towards the unreachable mountain, and approaching the successful end step by step.

There is a sense of comfort in Sour Apricot's heart that has never been felt before. It's not just that at the painful cost of the stump, he has regained the long-lost respect and love of the villagers. It's not just that the wide road that I never dared to imagine is going to run through the mountains and beyond the mountains, and the wishes of several generations are about to come true. The important thing is that not long after the completion of Ye'er's lifelong event, the marriage between the people and the other children, who had been bothering him for more than a year, had unexpectedly a quasi-date. He was going to marry his daughter-in-law into the house. This made the sour apricot family both surprised and ecstatic.

When the people ran home and conveyed the will of the osmanthus flower, the old couple were stunned for a long time. The two of them thought they had heard it wrong, looked at each other, and opened their mouths wide and were speechless for a while. After reacting, Sour Xing was so happy that she rubbed her palms and gasped. The sour apricot woman asked the people for details, and wiped the tears rolling out of the corners of her eyes with her hands. [End of Chapter]