I didn't say anything more, and the car drove for about half an hour and started to slow down. Turn into a fork in the road paved with asphalt.

I took a vigilant look at the surroundings of the fork in the road. It's an orchard, and on the left side of the road is a chestnut tree. The one on the right is planted with blueberries. All are fenced with barbed wire fences more than one meter high.

Further on, there were low peach trees. Even though it was night, you could see that the orchard was huge. Because every other stretch of the road there are simple tents to see the orchard. The same tents with white roofs and red roofs can be seen from dozens of meters away.

Exiting the orchard section, the car turned right and ran up the hill.

"The field is on the mountain?" I asked Huang Lei.

Ever since the Toyama Cave was in distress, when I see the mountain, I think of those dried corpses. Goosebumps will rise on the body.

"No, it's just a little hill in front of you. There is a village on the other side of the slope, with more than a dozen families, and few people generally think of this place. ”

Huang Lei stared at the road in front of him, and answered me while driving cautiously.

After crossing the asphalt road, the road condition is extremely poor, the ditches are bumpy, and the car can only move forward at a turtle speed. In this way, the person sat in the car and shook violently.

It took about twenty minutes to go up the hill. You can see the village at the foot of the mountain. The road on this side of the hill is not difficult to walk. But the thorns on the side of the road had grown to the middle of the road, and they made a hula and hula sound on the car.

"That's not the right way, is it? Is there another way into the village? The sound of thorns scratching on the car was heartbreaking, and I couldn't help but ask Huang Lei.

Huang Lei smiled: "You are so smart, in order not to attract attention, all the cars went over the hill from this side." There is a road in the village leading to Heyu Road. ”

Damn, this gambler is really unreasonable. Always sneaking like a little ghost, hiding in Tibet. It's more like a mouse scurrying around being chased by a cat, scared and losing money. Figure what?

One by one, they went crazy and had to gamble, they really went crazy.

It's good to find a serious job to do, and the monthly salary is reliable. Why don't people do it and become ghosts? It's not worth the effort.

The boss is engaged in the field to make water money, no matter whether others win or lose, the water tank will definitely be full until night. Those who come to participate in gambling may not be able to win money, and often lose and go home in debt. Still in danger of being caught, is it worth it?

Alas, you can't do anything too deep, and if you can't pull it out, it's a dead end. My dad is an example of this.

When I think of my dad, I feel a pang in my heart. It's been a long time since I've felt this way, and no matter how big the pain is, it will slowly pass. No matter how much you miss someone, it will fade away after a long time. So, let's still be alive.

It was easy to get to the village, and it was full of red brick and blue tile bungalows. Where this bird doesn't poop and ghosts don't lay eggs, there are still people living there? I really don't know if the brains of these dozen or so villagers were kicked by donkeys. Live here and look at the mountains?

There are no trees and no orchards on this mountain, and the traffic is inconvenient. Why don't these people move out?

Huang Lei and I got out of the car, and Huang Shiren was already waiting next to the car.

"My Zhihan, do you know how much I have lost from your disease? If you don't come again, I'm going to jump off the building. Huang Shiren hugged me, and his broad chest invisibly felt a sense of oppression with me.

Rosewood, I have to rely on Rosewood to change cards to help him win. What about Rosewood? What should I do if I don't come? Why didn't I think of this question and ran recklessly.

Huang Shiren pulled me into the venue, and the hall in the middle of the three tiled houses was full of people. Exposed on the wooden beams outside, two large light bulbs hung from them. The house was lit up.

Boss Chen's people are pushing the village. Huang Shiren asked a woman to come down from the bench and asked me to stand up.