Although Chen Mo did not study road construction before his death, he still heard of the knowledge of geology, and by observing the rockfall and vegetation growth of the mountain, Chen Mo quickly planned a new road down the mountain.

Then let the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang scatter the ashes that have been prepared on the planned road and scatter them into a line.

The route is planned and construction starts immediately.

Everyone worked together to dig and fill the pit from morning to noon, and built a three-meter-wide dirt road from the school gate to the bottom of the hill for as long as a kilometer.

Seeing the results of the morning, Chen Mo was still very happy in his heart, and if he continued to repair it at this pace, it was estimated that the road would be repaired to the thatched house of the school at noon the day after tomorrow.

Good thing, good thing!

At lunchtime, Chen Mo praised everyone, and said that this road will not be repaired in vain, and everyone who repairs the road will have a red envelope, and everyone will share 3,000 red envelopes together.

When Peng Lao Er heard that the three thousand yuan was divided, his eyes immediately turned red with excitement.

The three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang suddenly stared at the boss, and they almost forgot to swallow the food in their mouths with joy, and the eight little children in Lijia Village jumped up happily directly, and shouted in immature voices Long live the principal, the principal is mighty...

The beard of the uncle of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion was raised, but the aunt in the imperial dining room was sad, because they did not participate in the construction of the road, and they were not qualified to divide the 20,000 yuan.

Jiuwei and Xia Xiaoyao don't care about Chen Mo's money, they have long linked themselves with Chen Mo, a family, whether they divide it or not, it's the same.

Chen Mo saw the sad expression of the aunt in the imperial dining room, and hurriedly added that the fragrant food made by the food is also eligible to participate in the carving, and everyone is their own person.

As soon as they heard this, the two aunts in the imperial dining room immediately looked at Chen Mo with affection, just like a deep resentful woman who was beaten into the cold palace and suddenly became favored, that was called a grateful zero, and the five bodies could not express their gratitude to Chen Mo at the moment.

After lunch, Chen Mo asked everyone to take a lunch break and continue to work in the afternoon.

Coming out of the imperial dining room, Chen Mo hurriedly ran back to the No. 2 cave, and had not published the chapter of "Blowing Up the Sky" today.

However, when Chen Mo clicked on the webpage to look at it, he was surprised.

The black fans in the comment area were so noisy that 'Sister Bai' deleted the posts until they were soft, these black fans were too arrogant.

'Hehe, isn't the great god great?' Why is last night's bedtime plus suddenly gone? I think you're Jiang Lang is the end. ’

'Spicy Chicken Author, Spicy Chicken Reputation, No matter how good the writing is, it's useless'

'What about the Gagen of Grass Nyima?' Are you talking like a fart, and can Tema write? ’

'The author is dead, let's go burn incense...'

‘…’

The mouth of the black fan is simply poisonous, as if Chen Mo didn't add anything last night and followed their wife.

Of course, those fans who like Chen Mo are angry, aren't they just not adding updates? As for scolding people like this? The author is also a ghost, not a machine that turns its head for twenty hours, and besides, the machine also strikes.

'I really don't understand the mentality of black fans, your mouth is so poisonous, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? ’

'Support me to be silent, let the black fans die the whole family. ’

'Maybe you were silent and there was a sudden emergency last night, and you said that you were silent and silent, so you were not afraid that your conscience would rot? Besides, "Blowing Up the Sky" has now written more than 300,000 words, and it is still a free work, I am silent and have not charged you a penny, are you sick in your heart, scolding him like this? ’

'Silence is great We will always support you and don't let those low-quality garbage affect your mood. ’

‘…’

Justice's fan reply rate is also extremely high, and most of them are fighting for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked at the comment area, and was moved in his heart, it seems that there are still a lot of ghosts who like him, and those ghosts who scold themselves everywhere are a bunch of incapable scum, don't pay attention to it.

Then Chen Mo didn't talk nonsense at all, and published today's two chapters, and then remarked the reissue of last night's bedtime update, this time, it was two more!

After posting the chapter, Chen Mo wrote a post in the comment area with his author number.

'I coded the word until late at night yesterday.,Because of some physical problems.,I can't send you chapters.,I'm really sorry.,Now I'm sending two chapters for you.,I hope you'll forgive me! ’

Not long after Chen Mo's post was issued, it caused a violent response.

This includes the two die-hard fans of Niu Tou Ma Mian.

"Old Ma, look, I changed 4 chapters in one breath, and I also made an apology post."

Niu Tou stared at his mobile phone and said to Ma Mian, who was drinking seaweed soup next to him.

The two brothers had done another thing for Wang in the morning, and now they were sitting in a small restaurant drinking a little wine, very pleasant.

"Really? Let me see... it.,Sure enough, 4 chapters were updated.,I also posted a post to apologize to fans.,It's too good to be silent.,It's really distressing to me.,I'm not feeling well.,Still fighting so hard.。 ”

Ma Mian looked at his phone and said with a look of surprise.

"Yes, I really feel sorry for me, those hateful black powders, don't fall into the hands of my old cow, otherwise, hum, I'll punish him, Made!"

The bull head gritted his teeth and scolded.

"I'll strangle the grass, old cow! Old cow! You're about to refresh the page, something big has happened, it's a king-size thing! ”

Ma Mian suddenly straightened his waist, staring at the ghost with a surprised face, and the horse grinned at the boss, but he didn't close it.

"Oh buy it, oh my God~! Crazy, going crazy! It's a bombardment! ”

After the bull head refreshes the web page, the small heart beats like a stopwatch, which is called a fast.

"Lao Niu, Sister Bai is angry, she must be angered by those black fans, such a tough Sister Bai, she doesn't say that there are fans like her, she is really happy, she is so happy!"

Ma Mian's eyes stared straight at the ghostly screen.

'The sky is falling, and the tears are moving, and the talent of the gentleman deserves this reward! ’

'The sky is falling, and the tears are moving, and the talent of the gentleman deserves this reward! ’

‘…’

In the comment area of "Exploding the Sky", all of them were instantly red, and the blue and blue alliance leader's rewards covered everything, if you count them carefully, you will find that there are a total of 20.

In other words, 'White Sister' rewarded 20 alliance leaders in one go, how domineering, how mighty, and how rampant.

There was not a single comment in the comment area, and at this moment, the world of all book lovers seemed to stand still, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

"You nasty ghosts, dare to bully my silence, this girl wants you to shut up the dog's mouth, he is not feeling well, and he was scolded by you for reissuing two chapters, and also posted a post to apologize to you, do you know that this girl feels very sorry for him? Do you know that this girl is very angry with what you black fans do? ”

In a luxurious and elegant restaurant, a woman in white who looked like a fairy, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her beautiful eyes stared straight at the ghost, and her expression was very angry.

Maybe it's because of the way she sits, the pink lotus flower between her collarbones just shows half of the petals, which looks very smart...