No one expected that such a farce would be staged on the construction site in the afternoon.

After lunch, the villagers all returned to the construction site one after another, and there were obviously more people who came to the construction site in the afternoon than in the morning, including most of the family surnamed He, part of the family surnamed Song, and a small part of the family surnamed Li, which together accounted for about half of the labor force of the whole village.

At this time, Sour Apricot also came with a shovel, and his arrival caused a commotion in the crowd, and some people muttered something in a whisper? It seemed that Sour Apricot had arrived very unexpectedly, but there was still no shadow of Maolin, which surprised Jing'er.

Feng'er said hello to Sour Xing, and said, Daddy, Sour Apricot nodded, and replied, Come on, Come on, let's talk, then find a secluded place and squat, waiting to start working.

Because Maolin and Zhenfu were not present, the whistle for the start of work was temporarily blown by Feng'er, as soon as the whistle sounded, the villagers immediately put themselves into labor, and the construction site suddenly sounded the sound of pickaxes and shouts, and the scene immediately became lively.

Just after less than a meal, a group of people poured out of the village, walking in front of Zhenshu and the four seasons, followed by dozens of men, women and children, some people still carrying baskets, carrying tables, a group of people came to the entrance of the village, straight through the construction site, into the ancestral forest next to it, they began to place the table, put the offerings, light the burning paper, a posture of no one around, immediately, there were wisps of green smoke rising in the tomb field, in the humid and solemn air, and the wisps flowed among the messy and desolate large and small mounds。

At this time, there was a woman who straightened her voice and howled, and while counting, it was a sour jujube woman, her voice was loud, the howl was loud, and the voice of the number of words clearly entered the ears of the people present, she said, poor old ancestor, you open your big eyes in the underworld and look at it, who is going to dig your lifeline and pick your life, your descendants have become white-eyed wolves, I don't want to make you quiet, but also disturb the whole village is not peaceful? These thieves who eat heavenly knives have to ask God to thunder and burn the sky, so as to keep the villagers safe and sound.

As soon as her voice fell, it immediately attracted a shout and scolding, saying that whoever dares to move a shovel of soil around Zulin, let's fight with him, we die for the whole village, we die for the collective interests, ** all talk about miles, such a death, is it heavier than Mount Tai?

The people on the construction site stopped their work, all of them were stunned and stared, like watching a drama that fell from the sky, the words of the sour jujube lady hit the hearts of the villagers, so that they didn't know what to do, about the fierce conflict between the road and the ancestral forest, most of the villagers knew some, and the specific ones couldn't be said, but one thing was very clear, that is, if this route was not changed, it would destroy the ancestral forest feng shui, and it would bring unimaginable disasters to the villagers and the descendants of the villagersSeeing that the work had started in the morning, no one dared to do anything, coupled with the persuasion of Sour Apricot in the morning, they also came with the flow, seeing the current situation, coupled with the sound of cursing and scolding in the ancestral forest, they were ashamed of themselves, and they all stopped one by one, and had the meaning of regretting and retreating.