Yang Weicheng has seen the construction site, and when he was building his house in Zhonghai, there were thugs who came to make trouble, and that scene could be called a skirmish.

But this is the first time he has seen such a quiet construction site.

Dr. Fu was also very strange, and despite the muddy ground and piles of building materials everywhere, he insisted on getting out of the car to take a look.

There was only one middle-aged man at the construction site who was in charge of the equipment, and when he saw them from a distance, he was holding a steel fork and shouting loudly, speaking in dialect, and Yang Weicheng couldn't understand half a word.

Fortunately, Dr. Fu is from this province and can understand more or less.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man shouted.

Dr. Fu said: "We are from Fu Company, fellow countryman, may I ask why the work here has been suspended?" Was it because it rained yesterday? ”

The man sneered: "It's been a few days since the work stopped, do you know?" ”

"Why?" Dr. Fu asked again, and the man did not answer.

Yang Weicheng was quite surprised, and felt that everything was reasonable.

After all, Dr. Fook is from Hong Kong Island, and although this is his ancestral hometown, his hometown has not changed, but with the changing times and the change of status, he is no longer personally involved in this kind of grassroots work.

If it is put in the previous life, this situation is just a minute, and it will reach the ears of the management through the Internet, telephone and other communication methods. But not at the moment, even in big cities, the telephone is not widespread.

It is indeed very difficult to manage such a large project in this year.

Yang Weicheng and Ah Bao accompanied Dr. Fu and walked around the construction site and found nothing.

"Bao, drive, let's go around the village."

The village Dr. Fu mentioned is Fengwei Village, which is the main source of workers for this section of the road.

At that time, it was also this village that caused a misunderstanding between the villagers and the company because of Fu Shuisheng's greed for ink.

The car struggled through the mud to a village that looked old and poor.

The village road was narrow, and the car could only stop at the intersection, and the three of them walked into the village.

The population of the village is not small, and there are idle men and village women staying in the streets and alleys. Everyone is either busy or chatting together.

Suddenly, seeing such three well-dressed people in the village, everyone looked at them curiously and whispered.

Dr. Fu was not ambiguous, and he smiled and stepped forward to chat, wanting to find out the news, but everyone avoided his questions in one fell swoop, laughing or diverting the topic.

In this way, they stayed in the village for more than two hours, and still found nothing.

Gradually, Dr. Fook became physically exhausted.

After all, he was in his seventies and had a chronic illness, and he couldn't bear it for a long time, so Ah Bao quietly persuaded him to go back first.

Dr. Fu did not follow: "The problem is not solved, how can I go back?" ”

Actually, it's perfectly fine for him to go back and send someone to solve it. Originally, this was Fu Shuisheng in charge, and after Fu Shuisheng's accident, the position was temporarily vacant, but the company was not without others.

Dr. Kefu thought that I brought Yang Weicheng to the construction site, of course, to make a beautiful demonstration. The old man's self-esteem, coupled with his usual seriousness, made him extremely stubborn today.

Ah Bao was helpless, and quietly pulled Yang Weicheng and begged him for a move.

"My lord has very serious high blood pressure and coronary heart disease, you have to help me find a way to persuade him."

"Yes, I can see it too, my face has changed, and I am shaking when I walk." Yang Weicheng nodded, "Uncle Bao, don't worry, I will definitely persuade him." ”

When he returned to the car to rest, while Ah Bao checked the condition of the car, Yang Weicheng unscrewed the lid of the kettle and handed it to Dr. Fu: "Old man, drink saliva." ”

"Hmm." Dr. Fu's face turned pale, and he took the kettle.

A lot of things in the company, coupled with the bad things at home, made this old man who should have been living for a long time haggard.

After drinking the water, Dr. Fook sighed and rubbed his temples.

"Wei Cheng, what do you think?" He asked.

Yang Weicheng smiled: "You, don't show me!" ”

"Oh?" Dr. Fu let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and turned his head to stare at Yang Weicheng in surprise.

Yang Weicheng said: "Such a trivial matter, can I hold you?" You're just tired of walking......"

"You kid......" Dr. Fu chuckled.

Yang Weicheng said: "Isn't it, I can solve this little thing in minutes, not to mention that you are old." ”

"Oh? Can you fix it? Dr. Fu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you." If you can solve this problem, I will not charge you a penny, and the proceeds of this construction site will be yours. ”

"Okay, let's make a decision!"

"It's a deal!"

Yang Weicheng smiled and said, "Then you can go back first." ”

"The problem is not solved, how can I go back?" The old man went back in circles.

Yang Weicheng said with a pretentious matter: "That's not good, if you don't leave, I'll withdraw, I'm doing things alone, and I don't like others watching from the side." You, in particular, put a lot of pressure on me. ”

Dr. Fu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll give you three days, if you can't solve it, I'll have to take back my previous words." ”

"No problem, let's make up our minds!" Yang Weicheng nodded, poked his head out and shouted, "Uncle Bao, the old man is going back." ”

Po looked up from the hood in surprise and hurriedly promised, "Okay, okay, let's go immediately." ”

Yang Weicheng followed their car back to Yangcheng, and discussed with the old man on the way: "Can you lend me your car for a few days?" I can pay the rent. ”

"Of course, you can use whatever you want." Dr. Fu said very generously, "Anyway, Po and I are going back to Hong Kong Island for a few days, waiting for your news." ”

“OK！” Yang Weicheng agreed.

However, he said that Yang Weicheng returned to the hotel, checked out of the room, packed up a few clothes, bought some food and drink, snacks and sweets, etc., and returned to Fengwei Village again on the same day.

The road was unfamiliar, Yang Weicheng drove for five hours this time, and when he came to the village, it was already midnight.

He fell asleep directly in the car and had a dream at night that he was lying on a ship, surrounded by an endless sea.

The sea was sometimes calm, sometimes the wind was swelling, and he rolled around in the boat with the waves.

After such a dream until dawn, Yang Weicheng opened his eyes, picked out the eye droppings from the corners of his eyes, and saw a few curious little faces on the car window.

It was a few children from Fengwei Village, both boys and girls, not very old, dirty, and some with snot.

Rural people are more industrious, and the sun rises and the sun sets, and this has been the case for thousands of years. Even children get up earlier than birds, and there are few lazy sleepers.

"Hello!" Yang Weicheng greeted them.

Several children covered their mouths and smiled, and one of them, a boy with a flat head, was a small tooth. He smiled the most, and looked at Yang Weicheng curiously while laughing.

Yang Weicheng reached out to help the driver grab the bag, and the children were like frightened birds, hula and scattered.

"Well, don't run, I just want to give you candy." Yang Weicheng shouted.

Of the four children, two girls ran away, and two boys hesitantly walked back.

Xiao Huoya was more bold, walked directly to Yang Weicheng, and said a dialect.

"Do you know Mandarin? I can't understand what you're saying, can I speak Mandarin? Yang Weicheng said with a smile at him.

Xiao Huoyazi used non-standard Mandarin and asked with difficulty: "What's your name?" ”

"I, my name is Yang Weicheng." Yang Weicheng replied, "What about you?" ”

"Dog."

"Oh, that's a good name, it's good to feed." Yang Weicheng said, "Eat sugar." ”

He grabbed a handful of candy and stuffed it into the dog's balls.

The dog was stunned for a moment, looking at the candy in his palm and swallowing his saliva, Yang Weicheng saw it, and his heart was sour.

In these years, not to mention children in rural areas, even children in urban areas, most of the snacks are seriously insufficient.

Yang Weicheng vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his family was also in difficulty, and when he saw that his classmates had pocket money, he could buy spicy noodles to eat after school. And he didn't, and his family was in debt at the time.

Spicy strips became a pain in Yang Weicheng's heart. He is ruthless, if he works or has money in the future, he must buy a room of spicy noodles to eat.

As a result, in college, he accidentally got an opportunity to make money, and earned the first 1,000 yuan in his life, and he really went to buy spicy noodles.

It's just that the spicy strips at that time were more about feelings.

"This kid has so many snacks, he's so happy, right?" Yang Weicheng said secretly.

He felt that the dog was likely to put down the snacks and eat them secretly.

Who knows, as soon as the dog turned around, he yelled at his companions.

The boy, along with the two girls who had run away, came together, and the four of them divided the candy.

Yang Weicheng was very surprised, and at the same time felt a little hot on his face, he actually spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.