As far as the eye can see, loess and bare hills.

In this season, everything in the north has not yet recovered, but if you look closely, there are still a few wisps of spring.

The weeds have actually sprouted, the wildflowers have secretly bloomed, and the love of spring has long been under the dead leaves.

"Uncle, do you know how Zhou Jiapo walks!" With a smile, Ye Zheng asked the uncle who was resting on the side of the road.

The people here are simple and honest, and when the uncle heard someone ask him, his face was full of smiles, "Is the young man from out of town, there is no traffic there, you can only walk if you want to go!"

After taking a puff of hookah and thinking for a long time, the uncle reopened his mouth, "Follow this road to the end, take the small loan road on the left, and you will arrive all the way."

It's been such a road for a long time, this is the town, but Zhoujiapo still needs to walk for four or five hours to get here.

Ye Zheng took a pack of cigarettes and handed it to the uncle, and after thanking the uncle, he found a hotel in the town to stay, mainly to park the car in the courtyard.

It's morning, and they can go directly to Zhoujiapo to have a look after a meal.

Although it takes a really long time to go back and forth, there is no way, and now the spring ploughing is about to begin, and many of the slopes are full of people, and they can only choose to walk.

I simply found a noodle restaurant, ate fried noodles with Moyi, and after eating, I took the bag and walked towards the path that the uncle said.

It's true, there is really only one small road to walk out of this big road in the town.

The road is not yet built, but walked step by step.

"Be careful when walking, some plants have thorns on the stems and leaves, be careful of scratching yourself." Tell Mo a few words, and he walked in front.

I took a branch in my hand, because such a path is full of cobwebs in front of it, and if you don't hit it with a branch, you can make sure that you have a cobweb.

The two of them didn't know how long they walked slowly, Ye Zheng rested several times halfway, and Mo Yi couldn't stand it.

I don't know how the villagers of Zhoujiapo walk back and forth every time they go to the street, which is really torturous.

The sun was still a little heavy at noon, and Ye Zhengmo sweated as soon as he left, found a place to sit down and eat something, drank some water, and then continued to walk towards Zhoujiapo. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and they finally arrived at the place of Zhoujiapo.

Seriously, if it weren't for someone living here, no one would think this is the village.

It's so run-down, it's full of depression, it's hard to believe it's the home of a group of people.

"Who are you, and who are you looking for?" A young pregnant mother with a big belly at the entrance of the village looked at Ye Zheng and Mo Yi with a wary face.

Their place is so poor, basically no one will come here, why have so many outsiders come recently.

"We're here to investigate the incident that went on the news some time ago, and if we can help the poor according to the actual situation, is the village chief here?" Ye Zheng talked patiently with the pregnant mother and showed her her her documents.

"That...... Then you wait a minute, I'll help you call the village chief's book." The young pregnant mother didn't have many books, and even if she was literate, she couldn't understand Yezheng's documents.

But Ye Zheng said that if the matter is investigated, it is possible to alleviate poverty in their village.

The others don't force it, as long as they can help them build a road to the town, if you want to get rich, you must build a road first!

"Master, are these documents of yours real?" Mo Yi was a little suspicious, where did his master come from so many various identities, and where did he get all those documents!

It can't be fake!

It's over, is the master trying to deceive people?

I can't help it, I can't let it be ruined!

"What do you think, these are all serious documents, and I do things in the name of Qingyun Mountain." Ye Zheng glanced at Mo Yi, did this guy think of him too badly.

The villages he went to before, if he decided to help them, he would have funded them in the name of Qingyun Mountain.

No matter how much or how little he does, he does it in the name of Qingyun Mountain, and never in his personal name.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the pregnant mother brought a middle-aged man over, "Young man, I am the village chief here, you can ask me anything."

Approachable and amiable, this is the first feeling given by the village chief.

Ye Zheng smiled and handed his ID to the village chief, after all, he knew that the more people in the mountains, the more xenophobic they were.

"I'm a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, and I heard about what happened to you here, so I came over to take a look, and by the way, I can help you improve your life in the village!" Explain his intentions and put away the documents handed over by the village chief.

"I can tell you about this, can I help me!" The village chief sighed, Qingyun Mountain is also known to them, it is very famous and powerful.

An incident happened here not long ago, and even made the news, and the matter has not been resolved for more than half a month.

"Isn't it all your bread that is lost? How can someone else be lost?" Ye Zheng frowned, a little puzzled in his heart.

Obviously, it was only reported that the villagers had lost their food, and nothing else happened, but now the village chief said that he had lost one person.

"At least there is nothing wrong with the food loss, there are strange people in the village, or are there outsiders in the village during that time." Ye Zheng simply asked these few questions, just because he was afraid that this matter was committed by an acquaintance.

After asking, if he is sure that it is not man-made, he can investigate in another direction, although this place is quite remote, but there are still a lot of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Wait until the evening, find a few lonely ghosts and ask about the situation during this time, and you can more or less ask for some news.

"No one comes to the village, except for the fools in the village, everyone else is very normal, they are all busy with spring ploughing, and they will not do such a conscience-losing thing!"

The village chief sighed one after another, seeing that it was about to be planted in spring, but the seeds were lost, what is this called!

"How many days are left for the official sowing to begin, is it the last few days?" Looking at the village chief who was really anxious, Mo Yi couldn't help but ask.

He didn't understand this, so he could only ask the village chief, and the more he knew, the more he could help.

This week, there is no store in front of the village and behind the village, so it stands to reason that there will be no such thing as losing things, after all, there is no road here.

I stole hundreds of catties of wheat, and it's not easy to take it away!

"It's almost there, we'll be planting in three or four days, what if we can't find any more food!" The village chief is such a big person, but he is red-eyed for food.

Ye Zheng heard that there were still three or four days left, so he had to decide to hurry up the time, and it seemed that he didn't need to go back to rest tonight!

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