Qu Fenghe hid in the bushes, stuffed the baked cake into his mouth, stretched out his tongue to clean the foam on his palm, took off the gourd on his waist, carefully poured a mouthful of water into his mouth, and then stuffed the gourd mouth hard, for fear of leaking a drop.

After resting in place for a while, and when his strength had regained some, he walked through the artemisia grass with his waist bent again. The exposed face, neck, palms and other places were marked by artemisia grass from time to time, stabbing the skin with bursts of pain, but Qu Fenghe didn't pay attention to it at all, he was engrossed in the wind and grass around him, and he looked at the direction and tried to move forward.

This is a teenager who wants to go home wholeheartedly.

In the past half a month, Qu Fenghe has escaped five times, an average of once every three days, each time he is more prepared than the last time, and each time he escapes closer to home, but unfortunately he has been arrested every time, and he has never been able to escape from the small cage of Junshan Temple.

This was the sixth time he had escaped, and as long as he walked through the barren grass and crossed the ravine in front of him, he could be freed from the hands of those hateful stinky Taoist priests, he could eat big fish and meat, sleep in warm bedding, and most importantly, he could finally stop digging the manure tank! The feeling of home had never been so longing for him.

Qu Fenghe finally got out of the artemisia grass, he carefully observed the ravine in front of him, and confirmed that there were no figures on the mountain walls on both sides, so he exerted force under his feet, swished out, and ran quickly.

Qujiazhuang is at the back of the ravine, we must escape this time! Gan Fenghe clenched his fists as he ran, fifty steps...... Thirty steps...... Twenty Steps...... Ten Steps......

Qu Fenghe finally broke out of the ravine, and his eyes instantly opened up, and the layers of cornices and white walls were two miles away, opening his warm arms towards Qu Fenghe.

And then......

Qu Fenghe slowed down, panted and walked to the side of a horse, leaning his waist and laughing embarrassedly: "Hehe, today is the Guan Dao chief on duty? What a coincidence, what, I just came out for a walk, scattered my muscles and bones, didn't Zhao Xianshi say that walking around more can strengthen the body......"

Guan Er rode on a horse, looked at Qu Fenghe, and asked, "How are the muscles and bones scattered, how is the physique?"

Qu Fenghe shook his arms twice, and according to the posture that Zhao Ran had taught these days, he crossed his waist and turned around, and said, "It's not bad, I feel more and more comfortable." ”

Guan Er nodded: "Then let's go." ”

Qu Fenghe nodded with his waist: "Hey, I'll lead the horse for Guan Daochang." ”

Not to mention how Qu Fenghe was beaten by Zhong Saburo after returning to Junshan Temple, Zhao Ran has been waiting for more than half a month, and seeing that work will start in a few days, the broken bird still hasn't come back, which really makes him angry enough.

There was no way, Zhao Ran took out the leper old donkey and patted the donkey's buttocks: "Brother donkey, do you know Taihua Mountain?"

The old donkey flirted and threw his head at the southeast, Zhao Ranxi said: "Yes, you are becoming more and more spiritual, and you know the direction, have you been with that chicken before?"

The old donkey let out a "high" sound, spread his hooves and slipped around Zhao Ran twice.

"Been there twice? Is it fun?"

"Ang...... Ang ......"

Hearing the old donkey's call, Zhao Ran hesitated slightly, he wanted to let the old donkey call the chicken back, but seeing the old donkey like this, it seems that there is also a possibility that he will not be able to come back after he goes.

But now that the start of work is imminent, the chicken is indispensable, although he can also do Taoism, but the efficiency of the work is much lower, as for the leper donkey in front of him, it is good to be able to top one-tenth of the five colors.

"Then please trouble Brother Donkey to go to Taihua Mountain and get the broken chicken back, and say that I have already prepared honey here, and I will wait to make skewered honey wings." ”

I don't know what it means to be so complicated, can the old donkey fully carry it out, and slapped it on the buttocks, and the old donkey rushed out with joy, and disappeared behind the mountain road in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Ran rubbed his eyes, and said in his heart, Lao Tzu is not dazzled, right? Why is he running so fast now? Could it be that this beast has been secretly playing tricks and working insincerely when he was carrying me......

The spring ploughing is coming to an end, the seedlings in the field have all been planted, and the acres of paddy fields look particularly refreshing under the sun. In every household, people bend over the fields to straighten fallen seedlings or simply replant them.

To the northeast of Cointreau are Shangxin Village and Xiaxin Village, which are isolated by a small rocky mountain and isolated from the small basin of Junshan.

Jin Jiu's original idea to build a road actually came from this small stone mountain. There are hardly any big trees growing on this rocky mountain, it is covered with a thin layer of mud, and the mountain is mostly shrubs. Originally, according to Zhao Ran's plan, he wanted to plant fruit trees on the mountain, but when Jin Jiu organized manpower to manipulate it, he found that the soil was full of boulders.

At that time, the more people in Junshan Temple looked at this small stone mountain, the more panicked their hearts became, Jin Jiu gritted his teeth, and decided to dig the mountain, preparing to dig a channel out of this mountain through ten years of continuous excavation, connecting the upper and lower new villages and the small basin of Junshan together.

In the winter of last year, Jin Jiu organized the people to dig the mountain, and the gravel dug out was useless, so he simply used it to pave the road.

Zhao Ran wants to continue to build roads, and the main source of stone is this small stone mountain. The plan he attached was not only to open a passage between the upper and lower new villages to connect the small basin of Junshan, but he also thought more about moving the mountain.

There are already a lot of small wooden carts piled up at the foot of the rocky mountain, which have been rushed by the Cointreau Lumber Workshop these days to pave the way for transporting gravel. The timber workshop is working day and night, and the production task given by Zhao Ran is to make at least five wooden cars every day.

In the past two days, the wooden bridge over the Chongma River has also been strengthened to ensure that wooden carts loaded with gravel can pass through the bridge without being overwhelmed.

On the other side of the bridge, Lin Shuangwen has organized people to build a simple warehouse to store all kinds of tools and a large amount of food needed.

Zhao Ran counted along the planned road in the past two days, there are five villages along the way, and there are thousands of people in Dingkou, once this road is repaired, these people will also benefit, so as to join the army that contributes merit to him.

To do good deeds, you must leave your name, so Zhao Ran asked people to write more than 100 promotional notices, with a line of big characters written on them: "If you want to get rich, build roads first, have more children, and cut down more trees - Junshan Temple wishes Zhao Zhiran to pray for his father and fellow villagers." ”

Lin Shuangwen took Gan Fenghe out, and under the escort of Lu Jin, he began to post slogans in the villages along the road, and Zhao Ran's request was only two words - eye-catching!

Three days before the start of construction, the old donkey finally returned to Junshan with the five-color master. Zhao Ran breathed a sigh of relief. ()

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