Hearing Jiao Yang say this, the robber leader panicked.

He is a little roadblock, how can he be qualified to know Wu Xiuzhu.

"You kind of don't run! Wait here! After the cruel words, he fled, and he didn't even have time to take the money he had robbed.

I also want to remind Wu Xiuzhu through the robbers not to forget to send all the money to Miao Village.

It can be seen from the people in the car that the living conditions in Miao Village are not very good, and so many people go outside to work.

If the robbers run away, let's run away, anyway, Qin Cong and others are watching the money, so there shouldn't be a problem.

Jiao Yang walked to the bus and kicked the roadblock.

Everyone's jaws dropped, can one person's foot kick a stone? Don't say it's kicked off, it hurts for a long time even if you touch it.

"What did you do just now, young man?" After Jiao Yang got into the car, the driver asked curiously.

"We've all been deceived, this stone is a model, and the foam is designed to bluff people." Jiao Yang explained.

For ordinary people, it's better to have less contact with the things of my martial arts world, and it's no good to know more.

"It turned out to be a bubble, how could a normal person kick such a big stone when I was talking about."

In the laughter of the bus, the driver started the car and continued to set off towards Miao Village.

Everyone has lived and died together, and after being rescued by Jiao Yang, they all have a kind of joy for the rest of their lives, and Jiao Yang also brought back the money they were robbed, and their good impression of Jiao Yang is almost explosive at this moment.

The next journey was very smooth, and after running for an hour, I finally arrived at Miao Village.

After Jiao Yang got out of the car, he took a deep breath of air.

This is the air that Jiao Yang has breathed since birth, and the moist breath is mixed with the fragrance of the earth and the freshness of the plants.

Take a deep breath and feel much more comfortable.

Miao Village is very large, bigger than expected.

It's a village, but it's much larger than a village, and there must be thousands of households here.

The architectural style of Miao Village is also different from Jiangbei, they are built on the mountain, Jiao Yang looks around, and the slopes of a rising sun are full of unique stilted buildings.

The houses are arranged from top to bottom along the hillside, layer upon layer, row upon row, and scattered.

The top building resembles a palace, which should be dedicated to the gods of Miao Village.

"Little Brother Jiao, you promised me that you would go to my house for dinner." This Miao Zhai uncle named Ningbo enthusiastically pulled Jiao Yang's arm, for fear that Jiao Yang would regret it.

"Lao Ning, don't take you like this, Brother Jiao obviously agreed to go to my house." The other uncle was not happy, and also followed to compete for Jiao Yang.

Others also came up to join in the fun.

Jiao Yang smiled slightly and said, "Uncles, I'll go to Uncle Ning's house tonight for dinner, and I'll go to your house tomorrow, don't bother me then." ”

Hearing that Jiao Yang had already made a choice, the other uncles began to line up on their own, arranging Jiao Yang's breakfast, lunch, and dinner clearly.

Jiao Yang smiled bitterly, this is too enthusiastic, looking at these simple village names, Jiao Yang also likes these uncles in his heart.

They don't have the intrigues of the city people, they are not confused by money, they just keep the most simple side.

Jiao Yang decided to help them, since it was fate to come, when the problem of Gu art was solved, he must make the people here rich.

Uncle Ningbo's home is halfway up the mountain, and Jiao Yang and the others follow Ningbo through the village.

The roads in the village are clean and spacious, without that crowded feeling.

The roads are not made of cement, they are all natural bluestone slabs, and there are cool springs flowing between the cracks in the stones.

"Uncle Ning, you guys are so beautiful and comfortable here." Jiao Yang couldn't stop admiring.

Uncle Ning listened to Jiao Yang's praise and said proudly: "Yes, although the big city is lively, I still like the tranquility and nature of our place, let me tell you, the water on the ground is a clear spring that can be drunk directly, but be careful, if someone has stepped on it, don't drink it." ”

"Uh~ I don't think I'm so thirsty that I lie on the ground and drink water." Jiao Yang jokingly replied.

"Haha, let's go! It's home. Ningbo patted Jiao Yang on the shoulder and then pushed open the wooden door and shouted: "Wife, I'm back, there are guests at home today, cook more." ”

Jiao Yang looked around the room, it was very clean, very now.

There are sofas, TVs, and coffee tables, although they are not very good, at least they look comfortable.

"Got guests? Why didn't you let me know sooner so I could go buy some groceries. "Out of the back room came a middle-aged woman with a headscarf on her head, and an apron with a lot of shiny silverware on her body.

is different from what Jiao Yang imagined, he thought that the women in Miao Village were wearing the kind of special clothes on TV.

Today, it seems that it is no different from ordinary people.

"Brother Jiao, in fact, our national costumes are only worn at special times, and they are usually very close to real life." Ningbo saw Jiao Yang's doubts and took the initiative to explain.

Jiao Yang nodded awkwardly, after all, he was a little rude when he came up and stared at others.

"Hello auntie." Jiao Yang called out respectfully.

Ningbo's wife was also happy to see outsiders at home, and today is Friday, and her daughter's school is celebrating the weekend today, so she happily took the money to buy vegetables and prepared a big dinner in the evening.

Through chatting, I learned that Brother Ning has a daughter who is in her second year of high school, named Ning Rongrong.

It's just that the education level of the cottage is really difficult, and it only relies on less than ten teachers to support the primary and junior high schools, and the high school curriculum can only be trekked to the county seat on the other side of the mountain.

The whole journey is mountainous, so the students in the village live on campus and only go home on Fridays.

"Hey, I want to take Rongrong to school in a big city, you don't know how dangerous this mountain road is, the mountain road is only one meter wide, one side is a raging river, and the other side is a nearly vertical cliff, I am scared at this time." Ningbo said, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

When they were a freshman in high school, the couple went to deliver on Monday and pick up on Friday, and over time, Rong Rong felt that his parents were too hard, so he refused his parents' pick-up and drop-off to walk the mountain road with his classmates.

Other parents are also letting their children go to and from school on their own.

"More than ten years ago, I said that I would build roads and schools for us, but for many years, nothing has been built, at most, we have been connected to the cottage and connected to the TV signal, and the network cable mentioned outside has not been connected until now." Uncle Ningbo said, a little angry.

Jiao Yang listened to it and felt that it was too much, so many years of fundraising had been swallowed up, before Jiao Yang naively thought that there would be 10 million, 20 million allocated to the village for poverty alleviation, looking at the current situation, I am afraid that not a penny has come down.

It's just ugly!

"Uncle Ning, don't worry, I will let Miao Village have its own high school in the near future, and I will also let the village be connected to the Internet." Jiao Yang said firmly.

"Brother Jiao, I'm very happy if I have this heart." Ningbo obviously didn't take Jiao Yang's words seriously, how capable a young man in his twenties would be.

Time passed in small talk, Ningbo looked at the time, his wife should have come back from grocery shopping, why hasn't there been any movement for so long.

It's starting to get dark.

"Brother Jiao, you sit at home for a while, I'll go and see why my daughter-in-law hasn't come back yet?" Ningbo said that he was going out of the house with his coat on.

Before the door could be opened, there was a crowd of people outside, and their footsteps were very hurried.

"Bang!"

The door was opened, and Aunt Ning looked flustered and helpless carrying the dishes.

"What's going on?" Uncle Ning felt a little uneasy.

"Slippery, slippery! There was a landslide on Rongrong's way to school! All the children haven't come home yet! Aunt Ning cried as she spoke, it rained a few days ago, but I didn't expect a landslide to happen today.

Uncle Ning panicked, rushed out of the room, picked up the hoe at the door, and ran with the people in the stockade.

Jiao Yang didn't think much about it, and ran out with it, at this time, if you can help, you can help.

The people in the village were marching along a small path, and after a while, Jiao Yang heard the sound of rumbling water, which was extremely turbulent, and there was no way for a normal man to survive if he fell, let alone a student in high school.

Further on, the road was already covered by the mud of the landslide, and almost half of the hill had slipped down.

All of a sudden, the situation was not good.