The sky is bright, a burst of rooster crow, the silent night of Daqian Village is lively again, the so-called relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to draft, but these villagers who went out early in the morning are still holding a hoe, the first forty-year-old middle-aged man tightened the trouser rope on his waist, first spit, and then hatefully glanced at the small temple on the mountain in front of the village, and couldn't help but scold a dirty, this middle-aged man's surname is Zhao, his name is Datun, and he is also a leading figure in this small village, although it is not the village chief and branch secretary, but for a small village where strong laborers are working outsideIt is also extremely natural for a young and strong man like him to become the pillar of this village, and now in addition to some old and weak women and children in Daqian Village, some are just men who are about the same age as him, and he is the oldest, so everyone is willing to call Brother Zhao to discuss something with him.

Seeing that the big brother who took the lead scolded his mother again, a thin black man with an open arms next to him smiled: "Brother Zhao, are you thinking about the girl who went crazy that night, although the black light is blind, although you can't see it clearly, you can hear the voice is sweet, and you can admit it after a few years of life after pressing it for a night, but this girl is a chili pepper, Brother Zhao, you want to eat, but you have to be careful." ”

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, I hate that old man Huang for not being authentic, we lost our money, who wants to dig food in this soil!" Zhao Datun glared at the black and thin man, a little hated in his heart, when the mudslide blocked a line of Tianxiao Road earlier, this Daqian Village is only half an hour's foot strength from the county seat, it stands to reason that this kind of distance is not a difficult thing for everyone to go out to work and make money, but it is not so easy to get out, young people are good to say, when the father and mother need to be taken care of, there is no mother-in-law and children at home to worry about, said to go out and carry the cover and leave, the most troublesome is his age, the old, the young, as the pillar of the family, he has to look at this family all the time, this heavy responsibility, undoubtedly makes it impossible to go out to work.

Since he can't go out to work to make money to support his family, then he always needs some way to make a living, Zhao Datun usually has a free time, and his brothers talk about a topic the most is how to make money, but he doesn't understand technology, and he has no culture, how easy it is to make money, what can be counted on, that is, after his own folks are developed, he can go to follow others to do it, there are many people with this kind of mind, there are a lot of people in Daqian Village, but everyone is counting on others, and in the end, it can only be over, but at this time, the news that Old Man Huang raised sheep to make money came out, When they brought some radish corn to find Old Man Huang, they were afraid that people would refuse, but what they didn't expect was that Old Man Huang actually agreed neatly, at that time Zhao Datun still felt that he was lucky, but after waiting for the money to be put in, he found that he had fallen into Old Man Huang's trap, not only him, but the big guy's money was lost a lot, and in the end, he almost cut half of the flesh before he barely exchanged a little money, because of this reason, he hated Old Man Huang very much, but he didn't think about it at all, who prepared a lot of rhetoric to beg others, so he subconsciously said: "Let's go our separate ways tonight, one to transfer Old Man Huang out, and the other to look for it in his broken temple, I don't believe it, dig three feet into the ground, and still can't find the money he hid!"

"But he doesn't really have anything there. The black thin man was stunned for a moment, feeling a little headache, after these people followed the old man Huang to do sheep raising business and lost money, everyone felt that this old thing was hateful, and dragged the family with a hundred and ten people to drag the old man Huang out of the temple of the God of Wealth, at that time, it was really called a group of people's efforts, and the old men who had experienced a lot of cultural revolution and criticized the landlords were plotted one by one, and the movement of the year came again, first shaved the yin and yang head of the old man Huang, and then the big hat of the snake god of the cow ghost and the cross escorted him through the street, women and children held stones and clods of earth to greet him desperately, and the men directly demolished the Temple of Wealth, all the valuable things in it were looted back to his home, but it was so neat, the old man Huang, who only had one breath left, still said that he didn't have a penny, if he wasn't afraid of his life, everyone would have beaten him to death, and in the end, it was a useless white strip, and he hadn't paid it off until now.

"He must have money, but he hides it, or where will he get the money to plant trees and buy seedlings!" Zhao Datun sneered, and analyzed it very confidently, after seeing that time that he really couldn't squeeze out the money, the original red soldiers in the village, and the current red veterans moved out of Mao Dad's thirty-six plans, saying that first let him compete with a hundred flowers, and then wait for the fox's tail to show when he stepped forward to catch it all, Zhao Datun has no culture, and felt that what the old generation said must be good, so he let the old man Huang go, and waited and waited, sure enough, the old man Huang suddenly started planting saplings, and asked him for money, or that sentence was not, and asked him where the money came from, the old man Huang refused to explain, and a beating was naturally indispensable, but he could be beaten back and forth, Old man Huang only admitted that he earned it as a fortune teller in Daiming County, this answer is obviously not satisfied with everyone, but they don't dare to really kill, and now it has become a situation of immortality and life, Old Man Huang got some saplings from the outside every once in a while, weeds or something to plant on the mountain, they went to cut down the sapling every once in a while and took it home as firewood, like the idea he just came up with, in fact, it was not the first time he did it, what he thought was a sudden attack, maybe he could find out where the old man Huang's money was hidden, but unfortunately, every time he couldn't get anything back。

"Otherwise, let's go to Xiaowang Village in front of us to have a look, I heard that there is a postal bank over there, and it's being done, maybe you can find some odd jobs to do, it's better than farming." "The black and thin man really doesn't want to run up the mountain in the middle of the night to find any money in vain, at first they were still a little hopeful, but there was no result after three or five times, everyone's heart is cold, with this kung fu, is it better to hold the mother-in-law comfortably than to climb the mountain?

"How do you get a bank out of here?" Zhao Datun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little strange, there are a few villages near Daqian Mountain, which is true, but the population of these villages adds up to four or five hundred, and there are no two small shops that operate firewood, rice, oil and salt, and it is not a special store。

"It's a good thing, I inquired, saying that the country wants to develop us here, and their bank is the pioneer, and some people will run to us in the future, saying that they want to engage in eco-tourism, and those people in the city are impatient to live a good life, so they want to come to our countryside to experience life, and a big man in the bank said so. ”

There is nothing to do in this kind of place in the countryside on weekdays, everyone's favorite thing to do is to chat and exchange information, when it comes to the bank, there are a lot of people who talk about it, to put it mildly, are some happy things, once people have hope, they will always automatically ignore something else, just like the stock market lost all the shareholders suddenly know a so-called insider, will unconsciously put the loss of money aside, Zhao Datun He is not a shrewd person, naturally will not be exempt from vulgarity, listen to it, just grinning, just when he is laughing happily, the sun rises high, the sun flashesThere was only a white flower left in his eyes, and after avoiding this for a while, he saw several well-dressed people get out of a car.

The one who took the lead was a young man, with his hair combed brightly, wearing a good dress that he knew was valuable at a glance, and he walked up to these villagers slowly, looked at them lightly, and then cleared his throat and asked, "You, who is the village chief? ”

"If there is anything, tell Brother Zhao, let's be here, what he said is Wang Fa!" The black and thin man was the first to react, this young man's style made him a little uncomfortable, but it was such a bull's words, what he said was also a little weak, everyone wore tattered clothes on weekdays, and it was normal to not take a bath or wash your hair for half a year, compared to this young man, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a beggar, where is the hard waist?

"If there's anything, just talk to me. Zhao Datun subconsciously lifted his trouser belt, although he made a look of being in charge, but his heart was also a little weak, even what came out of his mouth became Mandarin with northern Shaanxi characteristics, this kind of aura contrast, for the extremely poor villagers in the mountains, there is an invisible pressure, these villagers who were originally talking and laughing can't raise their heads, they are all men, people are so glamorous, they are so broken, what face do they have to speak?

"I'm here to invest, just invest in the God of Wealth Temple, I walked around in the morning, I heard that you demolished it, I don't bother to know the reason or something, but I don't have anything I fancy yet, I haven't gotten it yet, how did you demolish it for me, how to send it back to me, you know?"

"Motherfucker, what are we? dogs? do whatever you say?" Even if you can't hold your head up, but when you really slap your face, you have to be tough, this has nothing to do with money and status, men, you always have to be hard, even if it is hard for a long time, so these villagers' eyes immediately widened, and you screamed one by one.

The young man suffered a lot of foul language, but he didn't look unhappy at all, and a light sentence quieted down these red-faced villagers who were scolding: "I don't let you contribute in vain, I will pay for it, not only to buy those things that you have dismantled, if you work hard, one hundred a day!"

"You, really, a hundred a day?" After a while, cheers rang out, drowning out Zhao Datun's trembling incredulity, the young man smiled faintly, and secretly smiled in his heart: "How can these people look like dogs?"