The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

"Of course, the village is different now." Zhao Miao greeted, "Aren't you going back to the village? Hurry up."

Zhao Qian and the others walked the mountain road for several hours, and now they were exhausted, so they took a ride up without any hesitation.

But when they saw Zhao Miao driving directly onto the asphalt road, they asked anxiously, "Zhao Miao, where are you going? Aren't you going back to the village?"

Zhao Miao asked strangely, "Just go back to the village?"

"Then how do you drive this way, to the village?" Zhao Fuqiang asked hastily.

"Of course it works. Follow this road and go straight back to the village." Zhao Miao said strangely, "You haven't been home for a long time, have you forgotten how to get home?"

Zhao Qian said awkwardly: "No, Zhao Miao, is this the way back to our village?"

Zhao Miao nodded and said affirmatively, "That's right!"

Zhao Qian immediately said in astonishment: "Then how did it become an asphalt road? Could it be that someone out of kindness repaired it for us?"

Zhao Miao laughed and said, "How could someone show kindness to build an asphalt road for our village? This road costs tens of millions."

"Then why..."

Zhao Qian and the others stared wide-eyed, full of doubts.

Zhao Miao sighed and said: "Ye Qiu, do you still remember? He is our village head now, and after he came back, he helped our village develop. Now our village can be said to be the richest and richest village in Daqingshan. Are you have no idea……"

Along the way, Zhao Miao exaggerated the affairs of the village to Zhao Qian and the others, exaggerating Ye Qiu and Xu Xiuying.

Zhao Qian and the others didn't believe it at first, but when they returned to the village and saw the appearance of the village, they were all convinced.

"Okay, you guys get out of the car first, I have to go to the village committee to return the tricycle."

After hearing this, Zhao Qian got out of the car and stared blankly at the village in front of him, while Zhao Miao went to the village committee to return the car.

After a while, Zhao Fuqiang came back to his senses and said: "This change is too big, is this still our village?"

Several other people nodded silently. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that this is actually the mountain village with a per capita annual income of less than 2,000.

Zhao Qian and the others stood at the entrance of the village and watched, but because they didn't get paid this year, they were too embarrassed to go home, so they just smoked at the entrance of the village.

But they won't go, but someone is coming.

Zhao Qian's old father happened to have something to go to the village committee, so he walked slowly along the cement road in the village.

After the cement road was built in the village, he especially liked to walk on it. It was flat and smooth, not as crumbling as the broken road before.

It is very relaxing to walk on it.

When Zhao Qian's old father came over, he didn't pay attention at first. He saw a few people standing at the entrance of the village and took a look. He saw Zhao Qian all at once, and shouted in surprise: "Zhao Qian, you brat, come back!" Why don't you make a phone call?"

Hearing his father's voice, Zhao Qian gave a wry smile. What should come will come, so he walked over bravely: "Dad, I'm back."

"It's good to come back." The old man laughed, "Why don't you just stand here and not go home, the baby misses you."

Zhao Qian thought of his child, and felt even more guilty in his heart. He hesitated for a while and said with difficulty: "Dad, I'm sorry, my son is useless, and I don't have the money to bring it back this time."

The old man frowned and reprimanded: "What's the matter with you kid? Have you gambled all your wages?"

"Dad, no, I just... the boss ran away." Zhao Qian said hastily.

The old man's face immediately sank, and Zhao Qian's heart tightened, waiting for his old father to teach him a lesson.

But what he didn't expect was that the old man frowned and said: "Your boss is too worthless, but forget it, it's fine when he comes back, what do you want to do during the New Year, isn't it just a happy reunion?"

Zhao Qian was surprised and said, "Dad, don't you scold me?"

The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What am I scolding you for? Your boss ran away, can you still be caught?"

Zhao Qian felt even more guilty: "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm useless, and now our family doesn't have any New Year's goods..."

The old man directly took out a stack of money, and said indifferently: "What are you doing with your face in mourning? Isn't it just that you have no wages? Come on, let's see what worries you. This is supposed to be the lucky money for the baby. You can use it to buy something. Just don't tell my daughter-in-law."

"Dad, where did you get this money?" Zhao Qian asked in surprise after borrowing the money, so much is two thousand.

"Of course I made money from working." The old man said cheerfully, and then talked about how he made money by growing bean sprouts.

"I go……"

Zhao Qian was dumbfounded when he heard that, and finally he was speechless. He worked hard outside, but he was not as rich as his old father who farmed at home.

What is this? playing with him!

"Then, then I'll go to the city to buy something." Zhao Qian took the money and said coquettishly. He could be regarded as the pillar of the family, but he never thought that there would be a day to ask his old father for money.

"What are you going to do in the city? Just go to the small shop of the village committee and buy some. When the time comes, you will say that you bought it in the city. It's just in time for you to come back. Hurry up and follow me to the village committee to get something." The old man hurriedly grabbed him and went to the village committee. Walk.

"The village committee still has a small shop?" Zhao Qian was shocked, and then hurriedly said: "Dad, what are you doing at the village committee?"

"Our village committee distributes new year's goods. Every household has them. You can help get them when you come back. Could you let me, an old man, carry things?"

The old man scolded. Zhao Qian shrank his head and didn't dare to refute anything. He followed the old man to the village committee, but was shocked by the scene in front of him. The village committee was full of all kinds of new year goods, fruits, clothes, dried fruits, etc. Wait, a lot of villagers are queuing up to take it, and when they see two people, they say hello

call.

"Zhao Qian is back?"

"Well, well, I'm back, what is this, Auntie?"

A woman cheerfully held a bunch of New Year's goods, with a lot of things hanging on her arms, and her body was almost full of beauty: "The village committee is sending out New Year's goods."

"so much?"

Zhao Qian was in a daze. Even if he took his wages, he probably wouldn't have bought so many things. There were even new clothes.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Go and get something!" The old man glared at him.

Zhao Qian came back to his senses and went over to get things in a hurry, but the expression full of melancholy before had disappeared, and now his face was full of excitement. He thought that this year's New Year at his home would be miserable, but he didn't expect a turnaround. Zhao Fuqiang and others also followed, and they didn't expect that the village committee would distribute new year's goods. Everyone didn't worry about it, and they were all excited to join the team to receive the goods.