Luofeng Village, an old village, has been abandoned for a long time, and they are all old houses, and the engineering team uses the most advanced machinery and equipment.

At this time, it was still early in the morning, and when the construction team finished their work, the logistics chef and driver had already set up two temporary board houses at the head of the village, in which two daily necessities were being unloaded from the material truck.

For the time being, there are only 7 people in the construction team, 1 construction worker, 1 cook, 1 driver, 3 excavator drivers and their construction team leader. The construction workers won't be here until tomorrow.

What I inspected in the Jiangshan house just now was the construction captain and the excavator drivers and construction workers. At this time, they also put things together with everyone.

"Okay, almost, let's have something, everyone has worked hard today, and we will start work tomorrow with a day off!" It was Fu Dajun, the construction captain, who spoke, a typical engineering man, with dark skin and a scumbag beard.

As he spoke, the oily and smooth chef Yang Fatzi brought over the braised pork, beer, cold dishes and chopsticks that had been prepared long ago. "Come on, come on, come on!"

Everyone patted the dirt on their bodies and sat around the folding table at the door of the board room with tired faces.

The brothers opened a bottle of beer one by one, chewed the meat in their mouths, and after a few gobbling up, someone began to complain: "I said Mr. Fu, why didn't you let the boss let us rush to work during the day, we had to do it at night?" If you want to say that the matter of these three links was settled last month, why didn't he let us come earlier! It was the construction worker who was holding the drawings, a young man with a Shaanxi accent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, not very old, who looked like he was only in his twenties, but with two beards.

Fu Dajun threw a pack of cigarettes for each person, lit one himself, squinted his eyes and said slowly: "Xiao Du, it's not surprising that you don't know this, after all, you are all young people who have only been out of school for a long time!" This project is different from others, which year, month, and day will start, and what birthday people can come, but they are all particular! I'm not trying to scare you, this village, it's evil! ”

"Ahh Is it really what they say...... Ghosts? A young man who drove an excavator, Luo Lin, whispered, with a bit of banter in his words.

The other young men were silent, looking at each other in disbelief.

"Hey, I said Mr. Fu, don't scare these young people!" The driver Li Guangtou said, "This is not the hometown of a certain chief, don't listen to Mr. Fu's bragging, our boss is asking for help, and specially rebuilding this Luofeng Village!" As for why it has to be at night, it's not because I'm afraid that someone will make trouble during the day! You know, dealing with the villagers is the hardest part! Even if some people sign a contract for writing and painting, they still don't give up, after all, this place is also someone else's old house! Some time ago, those people who built the road didn't eat less in this regard! ”

A few young people breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them poured a few more sips of beer, except for Xiao Chen, the excavator driver who sat under the electric light near the door, who did not drink or eat.

"But Uncle Li, I'm ......," he said, looking wide-eyed at Uncle Li, who was sitting across from him, "I seem to see something floating around over there......" he said.

There was a sudden silence in the air, and no one dared to say a word.

(End of chapter)