A bamboo cart jolted, and a teenager clutched his hands tightly, looking a little difficult, but with a smile on his face.

This kind of thing may be the most expensive toy for him.

Zhao Hardware didn't have to go to school today, and learned that the worshipping Uncle Struggle bought a tricycle that had never been seen in the village, and rolled on the ground several times before being taken out by his mother.

His eyes flickered, and he looked through the crowd at the back of the horse's head, looked at the way he rode a bike, and subconsciously followed along.

When he arrived at the place, Ma Zhan got out of the car, he sat down, and with some difficulty with both hands, he learned the appearance of Ma Struggle, dubbed the tricycle with his mouth, and had a lot of fun.

Ma Zhan patted the happy Zhao Hardware, then looked at several women and said, "The money will go back tonight and settle it for you together, all of which are brand new tickets that have just been taken out of the bank." When the uncles come, you will be responsible for going to the soil so easily. ”

"Struggle, I don't know how to understand my aunt these days?"

As Ma Zhan's real neighbor, Aunt Li said with a chuckle, especially after knowing that there were other things to discuss at night, looking at Ma Zhan's eyes more and more like.

"That must be, if the aunts are tired and the happy life at night is gone, the uncles will not try to put on small shoes for me. The horse struggled with his neck raised and joked.

Several aunts laughed happily, and did not resist this kind of joke, the only thing that changed a little was Widow Zhao, who subconsciously glanced at her and hid her reddish face.

"Struggle, the hardware is still there, pay attention to it. Aunt Li saw a little and reminded euphemistically.

Ma Struggle grinned and didn't say much.

Turning around, he patted Zhao Hardware's head and scolded: "Get out of the calf, uncle go to the front to explore the way." ”

Zhao Hardware responded happily and climbed from the driver's seat to the body.

Ma Fen drove forward for two miles, and it was not wide all the way, but some places were more convenient, and one side of the mountain was full of mud and sand, and no large stones were perhaps the greatest luck.

After more than ten minutes, Ma Struggle returned to the same place, but he still couldn't see the male worker walking, which gave him a headache. It's not far or close now, but I'm afraid that walking will be delayed for a lot of time after a while.

In a few more minutes, seven bigwigs appeared at the place where yesterday's work was finished.

After a few greetings, the group with cigarettes in their mouths began to do things.

As soon as the cart was full, the horses would pull them to a place where the road was narrow and they could not dig inward. After having a board car and a tricycle, everyone's work efficiency is indeed much faster, at least just freeing up three male workers who specialize in picking soil has accelerated a lot of progress.

"Struggle, where did you get the job? Why do you still build a road for us!" a villager asked what he had thought about for a long time but did not understand.

"Uncle, our village must widen the road, you know the car, it's a rich man's toy, in the future, I will find a way to bring people to play and come to us to consume." ”

He paused and continued: "Isn't Aunt Six's needlework very good? Try to put a piece of cloth under the dried and soft fur at home, and then sew it up, it is not warm under the buttocks in winter, some people like this kind of fluffy things, I understand it thoroughly, and I will tell you again." ”

"Struggle, you haven't been to a big city, how do you know this?"

"Uncle, you've been to the city, so do you have an open-top tricycle? Ma Zhan puffed out his chest and said lightly.

His words caused a group of people to laugh, they were happy without contradictions, and they were happy together, and the work in hand was not so tired, and time passed relatively quickly.

Zhao Hardware, who was sitting in a shady place watching everyone's lunch, dragged his chin with his head and smirked, his eyes wandered among the crowd from time to time, but more he was looking at the horse struggle and the tricycle that could run fast.

He secretly vowed to make his own money to buy this kind of tricycle in the future, and then take his mother to the county seat to buy things.

……

The sun has already risen, and it will soon be faintly hot when it shines on the body.

The old village chief came to the head of the village with a cane, and as he walked slowly, he looked at the widened path and carefully inspected it all the way.

Looking at the road that had been more than doubled and there was no end in sight, a smile of relief appeared on his face. Don't say whether his grandson makes money or not, how much money he makes, but he can tell the love of building roads.

"If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. ”

Tired of walking, he sat in the shade by the side of the road, smoking a dry cigarette and muttering.

"Gui'e, your son and daughter-in-law are not good, but your grandson is good. The old village chief, who was muttering softly, had rested enough, got up and continued to carefully inspect the past.

Where you need to add soil and compact, and where you need to stack a layer of stones to prevent rain from washing away, are carefully remembered in your mind. He can't help the horse struggle for anything, and only the experience of living a lifetime can make him less insignificant trouble.

Along the way, he finally caught up with the large army and heard their conversation.

For this road, he is quite satisfied, and there are not many loopholes.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man who stood up straight and straightened his back saw the old village chief walking slowly with a hunched back, and he said in a loud voice: "Old village chief, why are you here?

"I'll take a look, this kind of thing like building roads is of great benefit to the village, and if you can't do it, I'll help you see the trouble. ”

"Old village chief, these jobs won't be arranged by you to struggle. One of the villagers joked.

"Fuck your mother's ass, our village doesn't even have a village team office building, and you still expect money from above to come down." The old village chief scolded nonsense, and there was no anger on his face.

Some of the villagers also put down their work, skillfully took out cigarettes and handed each other a cigarette, smiling happily, not taking these foul words and questioning seriously. They all know what kind of birds are in this village, and no one will really go online.

"Let's take a break for lunch!"

In the distance, Ma Zhan stopped the car and shouted in his voice. I lit a cigarette for myself, but I saw my grandfather. Slightly stunned, he stepped forward slowly, handed the old man a cigarette and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I can't come and see if you make such a big fuss?" said the old man, blowing his beard and glaring.

"Can you ......" Ma struggled perfunctorily, waving his hand to let everyone go to eat and rest. Turning his gaze again, he lowered his voice slightly and asked, "Old man Ma, how do you say my road is being built?"

The old man glared at him and said, "It's not big or small." After a slight pause, he shook his head and said, "This road is okay, but some places are still far behind." ”

Ma Zhan frowned slightly and said, "What?"

The old man changed the subject and asked, "You bought the car?" Seeing Ma Fen nodding, he continued: "You drive me back to the village, and I will tell you where the errand is." ”

Looking at the old man who was obviously tired of walking, but changed his way to sit in the car, Ma Zhan waved his hand and said, "Okay." ”

The tricycle started again, and the old man's hands like eagle claws held the tow baffle, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Along the way, he pointed out many problems to Ma Zhan, and the further back he listened, the tighter his eyebrows wrinkled, some of which he thought of, and some of which he didn't.

When he arrived at the village, he looked at the old man and said, "Grandpa, I have written down what you said, but I don't have any money left to do it now, so I can only fix it when there is a problem in the future." ”

"It's your business, I'm just giving you a heads-up. The old man left a sentence and walked away slowly.

Ma Zhan looked at the departing figure and drove back for a long time.

He drove very slowly along the way, and he rechecked the few places that the old man had pointed out.

"How can you afford to care about this!"