Ma Zhan walked from the end of the village to the head of the village and returned to his small house.

Pushing open a few windows, he was half-lying on the bed, holding high-tech products and constantly looking at them.

He had thoughts about the 10,000 yuan, and he also had thoughts about some messages.

He really wanted to make money in the hands of this group of people, not to become the richest man in the village, but to say a word to the ruthless couple who abandoned their grandchildren.

In other words, if you don't go out to work, you can live better in this deep mountain.

This is the only dream in his life, from the age of ten, to the present thirteen years, the dream that was almost smoothed out by life has come to life driven by this high-tech mobile phone.

It's just that the only headache for him is that there is a two-day journey from their village to the place where the car can pass outside, and he is not worried about whether the group of people are hot for a while, but what he is worried about is that he will turn around and go back when he arrives at this kind of place.

"If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. Ma Zhan muttered, this was the sentence he had heard the most.

"Build a road?" he muttered, looking at the personnel profile on his phone.

Suddenly, the screen flashed slightly, and a voice sounded.

"Map Scanning......

"The map has been scanned, the task has been generated, and the countdown is 179 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes. ”

[Mission: Build a road connecting the village, with a width of not less than two meters, to start the construction fund of Honghai Village, and deduct 10% of the wealth every day after the deadline until the task is completed. 】

[Reward: 4,000 RMB]

Looking at the task, Ma Zhan had a headache, this broken thing seemed to be able to see through his mind, thinking about anything.

"You don't need money to build roads, what are you doing with this thousand dollars?" he complained to himself, perhaps the only thing that satisfied him was that time was still very thick.

After thinking about it, Ma Zhan sat up and crossed his fingers to calculate the price.

He calculated how far he could go if he widened the road to a standard two meters. He didn't even think about the matter of posting money by himself, so he wasn't so stupid.

After pondering for a long time, I still couldn't figure out the result.

He suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at the time, patted his thigh and scolded: "I, Cao, why is Lao Tzu so motivated, and I missed it again." ”

He clearly remembered some of the habits in the village, when the good girls and widows of the family bathed, and this was the only night activity he had left.

A little annoyed, he lit a cigarette, and he didn't dare to go to the clinic for a short time.

With a sigh, he spread his limbs and stared at the ceiling in dismay.

In the early morning of the next day, Ma Zhan went out, and it was his greatest advantage to do what he said, whether it was a good idea or a bad idea, he could implement it as soon as he was determined.

He went to a widow's house at first, looked at the window for a long time before knocking, and then sat quietly on the steps.

After a long time, the door was opened, and a small head poked out of the room, and then a hearty cry was heard.

"Uncle Struggle, what's wrong, come to play with me so early?"

A child with a yellow face and thin muscles, thin arms and thin legs, wearing a pair of pants, sat bare-chested beside Ma Struggle, and said.

", I still need to play with you?

The child was stunned for a moment, then frowned, put his hands on his thin waist and said seriously: "Let's not climb the wall of my house, so I will call your uncle." ”

Ma Zhan slapped him on the head and scolded: ", your uncle is capable of this? Hurry up and find your mother, I found a job, twenty yuan a day, can do it for ten days, you ask your mother if she is going!"

"an earthworm, I'll it. The child touched the head that was patted and was hurting, and said angrily after making sure that Ma Zhan didn't have a thought about his mother.

"You thin arms and legs can't do anything, go to study honestly......"

Ma Zhan touched his head, sighed and said, he has climbed all the walls of this village, but he has never been to Widow Zhao's house.

It's not because he had a verbal agreement with this little kid, but because he is very much like himself when he was a child, and his father also left this village and never came back.

"Read a book on earthworms, and when I'm older, I'll follow my uncle to the mountains to get covers. ”

"Hardware, who's out there. ”

At that moment, a soft voice came from inside the room.

"Mother, it's Uncle Struggle, he's looking for me to play!" said the child who was shouting hardware and tilted his head into the house. Then he looked at Ma Struggle, and whispered sneakily: "Uncle, what is the job you are talking about, I'll see if my mother can do it!"

"Digging soil, picking soil, bringing your own food to eat, twenty yuan a day, can do it for ten days. Ma Struggle repeated.

"Don't go!" Zhao Hardware shook his head and replied quickly.

"Can you call the shots? Aren't you afraid that your mother will find out when she turns around and beat you to death with a flat pole?" Ma Zhan spat out the smoke ring, and after throwing away the cigarette butt, he glanced at the little guy and said casually.

The child got up suddenly, trotted to pick up the cigarette butt, put it in his mouth and smoked it, and was choked several times, but he still refused to throw away the appearance of learning to learn the horse to struggle and hold the cigarette, patted his chest and said: "Yes! I am the only man in the family, and I am not in charge of who is in charge." ”

With a clang, the pole smashed on the steps, and a fair-skinned, but equally thin woman appeared at the gate, holding a pole in both hands with an angry face.

"Hardware, if you don't learn well, I'll kill you! Ma struggle, who let you play with my son, don't teach ...... good"

Ma Zhan was taken aback by this shout, and hurriedly got up and took a few steps back. The little kid hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt and hid behind him, poking his head out to look at his mother, who seemed to be really angry.

"Auntie, it's none of my business!" Ma Zhan hurriedly explained with his hands raised.

But the woman didn't give him a chance to explain, and picked up the stick and wanted to hit it again.

This time he was really panicked, and when he thought that he didn't take advantage of arguing with a woman, he hurriedly confessed and slipped away.

"Struggle, climb the wall early in the morning, it's still Widow Zhao's family, you're not afraid that your grandfather will beat you to death with a stick." ”

One of Widow Zhao's neighbors came out when he heard the sound and said to the horse that was fleeing in embarrassment.

"Old Uncle Zhong, I don't want to see your daughter, the fat one is like a pig, what's so good-looking!" Ma Zhan was windy under his feet, but he was not merciless at all, and said viciously.

"Ma struggle, who do you say is a pig!"

Suddenly, the ground slammed, and a voice even rougher than a man pierced the quiet village, and a fat girl who weighed no less than two hundred and twenty pounds rushed out of the room with an angry face.

Ma Zhan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shouted at the hardware: "You kid hurry up, I'll only wait for an hour." ”

After saying that, he patted his ass on the fat girl who ran towards him, and ran away.

Ma Zhan, who returned to his residence, poured half of his stomach into the water tank, and then got himself some food at random.

Before the meal was ready, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Hardware's ears were pinched red, and he looked at Ma Struggle with an aggrieved face, and shouted in a low voice, "Uncle." The cheeks of the woman behind him were a little bloody, and she said with some embarrassment: "Little brother, I'll go to that matter, can I still go?"

"Yes, there is still one person missing, if my aunt has an introduction, I will wait here and prepare my own meal." ”