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After dividing the money, Lu Feng and Zhang Taiping came to Zhang's house. Cai Yazhi smiled and took her hand and said: "Now it doesn't have to be as hard as before." She knew that Zhang Taiping had helped Lu Feng buy land in the past few days.

Chili has made a lot of money, and as friends who have supported each other in difficult lives, I am really happy for her.

The relationship between the two who can support her through all the hardships is naturally good, and Cai Yazhi is the only one Lu Feng can talk to in the village. Of course, she is grateful to her. In her opinion, the reason why Zhang Taiping helped her in this way is all

It should be because of Cai Yazhi.

The two women held hands and chatted for a while, then saw Tiantian and Yaya walking back from outside each holding a little red fox.

"Mom, you're back!" Tiantian looked at Lu Feng and Cai Yazhi sitting next to the mahogany coffee table, and screamed in surprise and rushed over.

Lu Feng opened her hands and held her daughter in her arms, caressed her head and asked, "Are you a good girl here with Aunt Cai?"

"Well" Tiantian nodded and said, "Mom, please don't leave again, okay?"

Tiantian has lacked fatherly love since he was a child. He has always said that Zhang Taiping regards Zhang Taiping as his father. Naturally, he is very happy to live with Yaya. However, he has not seen his mother for a while and misses her very much. He does not want her to leave again, and he has never thought about her absence.

Now that he's outside, can he and Yaya be around Zhang Taiping again?

Lu Feng just picked Tiantian up and put him on his lap without answering the question.

Cai Yazhi looked on and felt a little unbearable. The mother and daughter had always been dependent on each other, but now they were separated due to their own reasons. She said loudly: "You are financially better off now, why don't you quit your job in the store?

Come back to the village?"

Lu Feng knew that Cai Yazhi had no reason to fire her, but out of good intentions, so she smiled and said, "It's okay, let's talk about it after a while."

In her opinion, she got this job when she was in a difficult time. Not to mention that she couldn't live without this job, but it was still a help in times of need. It would be unkind to quit this job as soon as she got rich.

What's more, I won't give in. I'm still waiting for the day when the business there will be more prosperous. Of course, I also want to stay at Zhang Taiping's place for a few more days.

The nature of a child is that he will forget things once they are over. Every day he would bring the little red fox in his arms to Lu Feng to induce the birth and said: "Mom, look, this is a little fox. My name is Little Fox, Yaya."

That one is called Xiaoli."

The little fox has soft and smooth fur, and a pair of small black eyes that are both ignorant and a bit clever. Now nestled in Tiantian's little hand, he tilts his head and looks at the person in front of him curiously.

Lu Feng stroked the little fox's fur and said with a gentle smile: "It's so cute. Did Uncle Zhang catch it for you?"

"Well," the little girl puffed up her chest proudly and said, "Uncle Zhang caught one for each of me, Yaya and Aunt Fan." Naturally, she didn't know that these foxes came here voluntarily, so she took it for granted that they were

Zhang Taiping captured him. He and Yaya carried the little fox out and envied many of their friends. They felt proud and proud beyond words.

When Lu Feng saw her daughter so happy, she felt even more grateful to Zhang Taiping's family. She said to Cai Yazhi next to her, "Thank you, sister, for taking care of Tiantian."

Cai Yazhi said angrily: "Sister said this, it's a big deal. Yaya and I are companions here every day, and because of our relationship as sisters, we don't even need to say thank you."

Lu Feng nodded and said nothing more, just keeping this feeling in his heart.

Stimulated by the deeds of Wang Bing's family and Lu Feng's family, the enthusiasm of the villagers was unprecedentedly high. Even things that they had never thought would make money could make a lot of money. So what else is impossible? The entire

The village was suddenly full of vitality, and the villagers were full of energy. Anyone who set out to do something this year was richly rewarded. This was not only a matter of making money, but also opened up the shackles of the villagers' minds and opened up a new world.

A door, a door from which you can look into a bright future.

The village chief seized this opportunity and called everyone together to hold a general meeting of the villagers. He announced and arranged the preparations for road construction. It was said that the road was to be repaired, but it was just flat and then widened. It did not cost a lot of money.

, but it requires a lot of labor. The villagers are now more and more accepting of Zhang Taiping's ideas. The slogan "If you want to be rich, build roads first" is gradually reviving in the hearts of everyone. This is something that is beneficial to everyone in the village.

Who doesn't want to be rich? Naturally, there is no voice of opposition, but the mood is high, and there is a tendency not to give up until a long time.

Through Zhang Taiping, I contacted Wu Gang, who would dig the pond for him later in the year, and only called five excavators. Two excavators dug more than one meter wide on the hillside of the road, and No. 60 or 70 people behind them would

The excavated soil was spread on the road, and then a tractor was used to roll the stones back and forth several times. There were also people on the side near the river who rebuilt some collapsed stone barriers and laid them firmly.

Almost every family in the village has only one laborer, and some families planning to develop in the village even have two laborers. Regardless of whether men or women are counted as work points, if one work point is worked overtime every day, then two work points will be paid, and then each work point will cost 20 yuan.

Compared with such heavy work, twenty yuan is really a small amount, but this is originally a collective activity organized by the village, which requires labor, and the daily wages are only a little bit interesting.

Mr. Li and Mr. Tang also regarded themselves as members of the village. Although they could not carry a shovel and fuck as hard as a strong young man, they could still do small things such as giving some tea and cigarettes.

While shoveling the soil with a shovel, Old Man Qian said to the old village chief: "I haven't seen so many people working together for a long time. It really smells like the big pot rice back then." The so-called big pot rice refers to the cooperatives in the 1970s and 1980s.

At that time, people in the village worked together and rested together. The work-point system was implemented. Everything was owned by the collective. At the end of the year, the work-point system was used to distribute materials.

"It's true that it hasn't been this lively for a long time, and people's hearts are also distracted. Only when we work together can we see the enthusiasm and enthusiasm back then." The old village chief also sighed.

The work points in the village are just meaningless, but eating is a real big pot meal. The old village chief's home has become the cooking point, and several village women work together to cook for sixty or seventy people at a time. Such a huge physical effort

, there must be more food than usual, so there can be food for hundreds of people. At every meal time, dozens of people squatting in the shade under the big tree with bowls are a sight to behold. The village's management of three meals is a bit of compensation.

For such a big matter, the old man and Mr. Zhao came together and walked around the site. Both of them held hands behind their backs, but everywhere they went they greeted respectfully. The two old men walked around the construction site and talked about it.

After a few words, they left again without any intention of making a move. Let's not say whether they were willing to take action. Even if they were willing, no one would dare to let the two nearly 100-year-old men carry the shovel again.

While working at noon, during a break, Wang Peng and several young people came over. Wang Peng said to Zhang Taiping with saliva: "I said that the eldest brother can lift that big stone, but they didn't believe it.

Brother, please move it around so they can learn more about it."

They were all young men from the village, and they echoed behind them and said, "You handsome guy, please move here."

This is not a big deal. Zhang Taiping stood up and said, "Okay, let me open your eyes." As he said this, he walked towards the big stone that had just been dug out by the excavator. It weighed 300 to 400 kilograms by visual inspection.

Look.

In the afternoon, the young men who were running the machine also came to understand things. They smiled and said to the young men in the village: "This time may open your eyes and let you see what divine power is." The man who dug the pond at that time said

At that time, he had experienced Zhang Taiping's abnormal supernatural power.

"Drink!" Zhang Taiping picked up the big stone with his luck in Dantian, and pretended to look red-faced and thick-necked. In fact, this did not mean how heavy the stone was. Even he himself was not aware of it now.

Knowing where my limits are, I could easily pick up something weighing three to four hundred kilograms. But I had to act like I was trying my best, because although it was amazing to pick up something weighing three to four hundred kilograms, it was not impossible.

I don’t know how to respond in any way, but if I can still look calm and calm after picking up something weighing three to four hundred kilograms, it will not be a surprise but a terrifying abnormality.

The ten pieces stayed in the air for a few seconds. Zhang Taiping let go and hit the ground with a "boom", shocking the group of young people around him.

With more people working together, chatting while working, we don’t dare to be lonely and anxious, and the efficiency is not low. Eight days have passed before we know it, and a section of the road six or seven miles away from Fengyukou Village is finally being cleared.

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"Which play is Uncle Hanmin singing in?" asked a strong man in his thirties.

He is the leader of a group in Fengyukou Village. Fengyukou Village is a well-known large village in the area. There are a total of twelve groups in it. Compared with Zhang Taiping's village, it is only the size of one of the groups. One group is in the southernmost part.

, dozens of people dug all the way from the mountain, approaching Fengyukou Village, the team leader came out to explore the situation.

"Captain Yan, the road is uneven and it's not convenient for cars to pass through. Please make it wider and smoother." The old village chief said and handed over a cigarette.

As the leader of a group, Yan Jianli is aware that there are more cars entering the mountains these days, but he doesn’t think it is necessary to widen and smooth the road, right? How many more cars can there be? How many more cars can there be?

Said: "Uncle Han Min is so courageous."

The old village chief waved his hand and said: "There's nothing too ambitious, as long as it can make it easier for vehicles to get in and out of the mountains."

Yan Jianli looked at it for a while, said a few words, and then walked away. He really didn't understand what happened to these people, and suddenly thought of repairing the road. Of course he didn't understand, because he didn't know what happened in the village at all.

I don’t know what happened, but the villagers’ hearts were filled with passion.