A pickup truck came from Mujia Village.

A big pickup truck, as if it was as tall as a two-story building.

The village chief and clan elders of the village came to receive them, and they looked very cramped in front of the men and women who got off the bus.

A lot of supplies were pulled down from the pickup, including food and drink, boxes of milk, soft quilts, and large bags of clothes.

These things were piled up in the village chief's house, as high as a hill.

There were also two sturdy bodyguards on the pickup.

"Hello village chief, my name is Su Wan, this is my husband, his name is Ming Hanzhe." A woman in a white tracksuit, smiling slightly, introduced herself to the village chief.

She stretched out her hand to the village chief, her hand as white as snow, and her slender hand reminded of a tender branch.

As if she was a fairy from the clouds, she wore a ring on her ring finger and stepped on the ground of Mujia Village, and Mu felt ashamed for the red earth of Mujia Village for seven years.

- The dust on the ground stained the soles of the woman's shoes.

"We're here to ......"

Mu Niannian followed behind his mother and quietly looked at the man and woman.

Women are so beautiful, and men are like slender pines and cypresses, gently guarding women's sides.

He didn't say anything, just stood quietly behind the woman.

His aura makes it impossible to ignore him, and he only feels that although those eyes are warm, they are like a distant and deep sea of stars in the sky.

"What are they here for?"

"I heard that this is a rich man from a big city, and the mayor of the town has personally received him, and wants to come with him, but he won't let him?"

"It seems that I came to attract investment, to set up a factory, to visit our village?"

"Hey, if this is a factory, will our mountains be cut down, I watch the news, it's all pollution or something......"

Adults were expectant and hesitant.

Over the years, more and more adults have gone out of the mountains, and if a factory can be set up near the mountains, then the young people in the village do not need to go outside the village, and their families will take care of them.

But—

Would such a rich man really fall in love with their Mujia Village, where birds don't?

The year before last, wind power generation came to their village to see the site, and as a result, the village chief killed all the pigs raised by the family, and the people wiped their mouths clean and left.

The pig is a sow, just raised, and she hasn't had a baby yet.

Mu Nian shrank in the crowd, and the adults were talking, so he pricked up his ears and tried his best to listen to what the village chief said.

"Forget it, don't even think about it, if you can't figure it out, you're here to trick us again." Someone said.

Mu Qiqi has already listened to it.

The village chief and clan elders hugged Ming Hanzhe and Su Wan into his house.

Mu Niannian's eyes lit up, his fists clenched, and he raised his head to refute the adult seriously.

"Hua Nan, I heard it, those two people told the village chief that they are here to help us, and they want to build roads and schools for us!"

"He said that he wanted to let the dolls in our village, from ten miles and eight villages, go to school!"

The big man said, "Oh, you doll, don't be fooled by these city people, they say it well, who knows if they will do it?" ”

"In these days, who wants to be a big boss if they don't make a profit?"

The adults around echoed it.

Mu Qiqi is a seven-year-old boy.

I usually help my grandmother at home, I do everything, and my mouth is not as sharp as that of adults.

His longing has been hooked by the conversation between the village chief and Su Wan, and he was suddenly poured cold water, and the tears fell down, and he cried like a little dirty cat when he wiped his face casually.

Before watching the excitement, he was still cutting pigweed with his friends in the same village.