One night, several people in the village did not sleep, but until dawn, no one felt sleepy, and they were still in good spirits.

After breakfast, under the leadership of the old village chief and other village cadres, everyone continued to build the road. With funds, you also have the confidence, and you don't have to have the headache before, how to save it.

Zhangjiazhai's road construction with such fanfare has also attracted the attention of nearby villages, especially Qingtian Village next door.

Qingtian Village is similar to Zhangjiazhai, but the road is almost a mess, even worse than Zhangjiazhai. The road in their village was even more troublesome to build because they had a section of the road hanging from the cliff.

If they want to widen the road, they also need to cut through the rocks, which is difficult.

Therefore, if you want to say that the most difficult village in Huangshi Town, it must be Qingtian Village. Fortunately, their Qingtian Village has a large area of fertile farmland, which makes the villagers living in it reluctant to leave and continue to thrive.

The village chief of Qingtian Village is an old smoker, and he is born with a sad face. Seeing that Zhangjiazhai, a difficult brother and a difficult brother, suddenly made a big deal of traffic, and he was even more worried.

said that we were so poor that we were old together, but you secretly ran to the front while I was sleeping.

"Village chief, haven't you seen that now the road over there in Zhangjiazhai is very smooth, and a lot of stone powder has been pulled to pave the road, and it has been slashed with big stones, which is not much worse than the cement road. A village cadre reported to the head of Qingtian Village.

"It's strange, how can that old guy have such courage? It costs a lot of money, right?" The village chief of Qingtian Village had deeper wrinkles on his face.

He couldn't imagine how the old guy could persuade the villagers to scrape together money to repair the road. To say that they took money from the town, he absolutely did not believe it.

Who doesn't know that the town government is now also a copper plate that is broken in half and spent on it? Even if there is money, it will not be smashed in a village like theirs nested in the mountains! There is no future, and it is a waste to throw money in.

"In my opinion, it will cost them at least forty or fifty thousand yuan to build that section of the road. "If the villagers make up money, each family will have to pay 1,000 yuan, when did the villagers of Zhangjiazhai become so generous?

"It's weird!"

"What's weird? I've heard some rumors. ”

"Oh, what rumors?" the village chief of Qingtian Village looked at his village director. This guy is not only the director of the village, but also works at the hydropower station, often goes out, and often receives some side news.

"Didn't they have a very powerful college student in Zhangjiazhai a few years ago? At that time, it was still a bit of a sensation, and there was a car outside to pick him up in the village to go to school. ”

"Anything to do with their college students? I haven't heard from them for a long time, have you?" someone asked.

The director who worked at the hydropower station smiled bitterly: "Of course it matters, people work in units in big cities after graduation. However, I heard that I have recently returned to my hometown. The first thing is to sell more than 20,000 guavas at home. Nowadays, some villagers are being taken to grow fruits. I suspect that they put a lot of effort into building roads to facilitate transportation in the future. ”

He didn't know too much, but about twenty guavas were sold for twenty or thirty thousand dollars, which was really shocking.

Right now, their village is engaged in fruit planting, so building roads has become a matter of course, and it is also an important reason why their villagers are willing to spend money, right?

"No wonder. It's just, fruit planting, is there a head?" the village chief of Qingtian Village frowned.

"Let them explore the way ahead, and if they make money, we will follow suit. Someone said.

The village chief of Qingtian Village did not speak, did not object, and did not agree. Following the trend will reduce the risk, but the first bite of crab has already been eaten by others.

Also, when you follow the trend, you don't know what the situation will be, maybe the situation will take a sharp turn. When you don't follow, people make money, and when you follow, everyone loses?

"In any case, there is nothing wrong with people putting their heart into building roads. When the road is repaired, there will always be a time for development in the future. There are too many difficulties in our village, and the capital investment is larger than theirs, and the difficulty of building roads is also high. The village official of Qingtian Village said bitterly.

The people of their mountain villages, looking at those mountains that are taller than the other, their eyes are full of smoke.

"Another day, I'll talk to the old guy. The village chief of Qingtian Village said.

He and the old village chief of Zhangjiazhai have carried guns together before, and the friendship between old comrades-in-arms is quite good. If their village is to be developed, they have to let them pull it.

After speaking, he continued to smoke a few puffs of stuffy cigarettes, and the sadness on his face deepened.

……

A large group of people in Zhangjiazhai are working the road, and there is not much left, and it can be done with more fuel. The old village chief looked at the smoothed road, and his joy was revealed.

Before, I never dared to think that the road in my village would be built so well.

Since Zhang Fan returned to the village, everything has gradually changed, and some impossible things have been done by that kid. Now that Zhang Fan wants to go out to develop, they will try their best to keep it.

"Work hard, fix it quickly, and bring people back after a while, you can't let people's cars not leave!" the village official said.

He also carried a hoe, sweating profusely, his hair was stained with stone dust, and his clothes could no longer be used.

If you want to pull the wood away, I'm afraid it's not a car, and the road must be made well before it can be opened to traffic.

"Secretary, don't worry! ”

"I promise not to hold Xiaofan back. ”

……

Thanks to everyone's efforts, within an hour, the last section of the road was connected, connecting the ditches and pouring into a pond on the side of the road. In Uncle Hua's words, he drives a tractor at least a quarter of the speed.

And those who have motorcycles have already started racing on motorcycles, shouting cool one by one.

However, he was scolded by the old village chief. If the road is repaired, but there is a car accident, then it is funny.

It was almost noon, and Zhang Fan finally returned to the village, sitting in a small truck. What followed was not Yang Lao, but Yang Lao's disciple, the young man, named Pang Li.

Looking at the road that was finally decent, Zhang Fan smiled, and it was not in vain that he spent all his efforts.

Pang Li, who came along, also breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that the kind of road that the car couldn't go. Fortunately, the village seems to take traffic very seriously. Observing all the way, it seems that the surroundings are not rich. But this section of the road is really not bad, and the car walks on it, and there is no sense of bumps.

"It's more than ten minutes to walk, just in time for dinner. Zhang Fan said with a smile.

He had already called his aunt at home and asked him to fry two more dishes.

Zhang Fan didn't know that in order to entertain the "fortune boy", the villagers sent a lot of good things to his house, there was no shortage of chicken, duck and fish, and some people even went to the meat and vegetable market in the town to cut a piece of beef and came back.

If it weren't for the fear of frightening the visitors, they would even want to have a welcome ceremony!