After more than a month of the casino riots, the village of Dayangtun completely returned to its former calm - if that state of life can be called "peaceful". The villagers repeated their daily toil, the lights of the small buildings on the south side were still shining every night, and the logs that had been used as barricades at the entrance of the village were discarded on the side of the road. The only change that everyone can experience is that the "chess and card room" is completely closed. At night, behind the half-hidden iron gate, the big house was full of ghosts, and no one entered the courtyard again, and many people did not dare to go to the public toilet next to it alone.

Chang Jiucheng's plan to plant dried fruit trees continues to be in full swing, and he has submitted the relevant materials and applications to the higher authorities in accordance with administrative procedures, waiting for the approval of certain permit documents. "If I were your superior, I would immediately provide all the conveniences available to your plan after reading this plan. As soon as I thought of the evaluation of "Xiao Xiucai" back then, "Lao Jiu" felt very uplifted: I hope that my superiors can make decisions like you. It's just that I don't know, it's been more than a month, what's wrong with "Xiao Xiucai", what is he busy with.

At the same time, "Lao Jiu" asked Liu Yuyong to step up market research and contact sellers. To be honest, he did a good job of market research, but in terms of dealing with sellers, his son-in-law's progress was difficult to satisfy. This kid didn't come to the leadership office in the state unit in the past, but now he uses the same set he has with the leadership office to talk about business with those oily-headed businessmen, so how can we talk about it? "Lao Jiu" enlightened him twice, and this kid nodded and agreed on the surface, as far as his stubborn nature is concerned, who knows if he will disobey the yang and the yin? Chang Jiucheng complained to his wife in private when he was most angry: "Sending this son-in-law to the city to do business has finally fulfilled the reunion between him and our daughter-in-law." Let the people of the village committee hear about it, and they may not be able to talk about it!"

However, this is not a major setback, after all, the plan of the "old nine" has received overwhelming support in the village committee, if Liu Yuyong is at a loss, send a cadre with experience in investment promotion negotiations to preside, let this child assist, and save him some experience. At present, the most important thing is to get the approval of the higher authorities and mobilize the enthusiasm of the villagers. Years of poverty have made the villagers see no hope, and all the brave and energetic laborers have gone out to work. Nowadays, it is not so easy to inject hope into everyone, once they feel that this plan is tossed to the end and the beautiful European-style building of Chang Jinzhu's family, they would rather teach the laborers of the family to work hard outside to earn hard-earned money, rather than call them to go home and plow the barren land. Chang Jiucheng has begun to draft some detailed rules so that villagers can participate in all aspects of planting and sales to varying degrees according to their own abilities, and widely share the results of dried fruit tree planting.

Today, the village is still calm, the slight difference is that no matter in the office, in the mountains, in the fields, there is no figure of the "Lao Jiu" secretary, he wants to go to the town for a meeting, and he leaves early in the morning. At around 11 a.m., the villagers who went down to the field saw a strange-looking car slowly climbing up the hillside to the north. "What kind of car is it? Trucks don't look like trucks, and cars don't look like cars. "It's like a snail, and there's a little house in the back. "Yes, carry a house and climb the mountain, haha. "The folks who have time to rest should relieve their boredom and discuss. It just so happened that a young man who had just brushed the Internet café was passing by, listening to the lively chatting among the elders, he glanced at the north slope and said with a smile: "Uncle, aunt, that thing is an RV." ”

When people who work outside come back, they mentioned that they can live in a car and a house, and they can live wherever they want, which is quite suitable for travel. But this thing is very expensive, I heard that one costs millions, how many tractors have to top! Every year when the mountains are green, I also see people in the city driving cars to play, usually driving jeeps or Jinbei, and I have never seen a caravan before. Today is an eye-opener.

Soon, the villagers had a new topic of discussion: Why did such a high-end RV drive to Dayangtun? As if to answer the villagers' questions, the RV stopped in an open space halfway up the mountain, and in the eyes of everyone, a man opened the door and walked down. Due to the distance, everyone did not see what the man's face looked like, but they saw that he was wearing a pair of glasses. What makes everyone more curious than his appearance is his clothes. He wore a shiny cyan Tang suit, and his feet seemed to be wearing a pair of black cloth shoes. Such a person, wearing such clothes, driving such a car to our Dayangtun? Even the young man with the most up-to-date appearance scratched his head: This person won't be here to shoot MTV, right?

Of course, he didn't come to shoot MTV, and he didn't look like he was here for tourism. He was about alone, neither taking pictures or carrying a backpack to sprint to the top of the mountain. He let his arms hang down naturally, crossed his hands in front of his lower abdomen, and walked slowly along the dirt road of his feet, like a pilgrim, looking at the mountains, rocks, and plants here. A large group of people at the foot of the mountain were now looking up at him in unison, as if he could not see them, and continued to walk on the barren hills, looking from side to side, as if he were visiting his own yard, and from time to time squatting down to pick up the dust on the ground, or touching the trees and rocks, as if to exchange feelings with them.

As the morning's work was almost over, the people in the fields gathered to observe the strange stranger. Some people who are quite share-minded even ran home to ask their families to come and see the excitement. For a time, more than 30 people gathered at the foot of the mountain. "He's not here to see Feng Shui, is he?" an old man muttered, "But how can Mr. Feng Shui dress like this?" "I think he's the kind of performance art people say, right?" "Is this art? Why can't I understand it?" "If you don't understand it, they just can't be easily understood." "I said, isn't this person practicing some evil skills, right? "you! How can you ever see someone practicing evil skills? Just after a month of stopping, they summoned the police car whining, found out the police you had called, took you back with them, and asked you how do you know that he practiced evil skills, what did you say?"

They looked and guessed, but none of them said hello to the unidentified strange man and asked him what he was doing. The man looked at the mountain where the villagers met every day for twenty minutes, and then returned to the RV as if no one was around.

The onlookers thought that he would come out again in a while, so Baba stood at the bottom of the mountain and looked up for another ten minutes, and saw that the RV was not moving, so he dispersed in a hurry. Originally, the villagers thought that this strange thing would end here, but in the afternoon, this strange man wearing a blue shiny Tang costume and black cloth shoes walked straight into Dayangtun Village.