The old man’s name is Feng Wu. In those days, names were quite casual. He was the fifth among six brothers in the family, so he was called Feng Wu.

This village is called Fengjiacun, with the main surname being Feng.

When they arrived at the old man's home, the old man's six-year-old granddaughter ran over to greet him, but she was a little shy and hid behind the old man, looking at Lin Buyan with some fear.

"Girl, call me uncle. Thanks to uncle for sending grandpa back today, otherwise grandpa might not be able to come back until dark."

"Uncle."

The little girl shouted in a sweet voice.

This sound made Lin Buyan instantly feel that the tiredness of carrying two large bags of snacks for a long time disappeared in an instant.

Lin Buyan gently rubbed the little girl's head.

"Come here for snacks, uncle bought these for you."

"If you want to eat again after eating, tell your uncle and he will continue to buy it for you."

Feng Wu's home is very shabby, with one adobe house, one room and one hall.

There may be no holes in the entire house except for the roof. Lin Buyan can feel that there is some air leakage in the walls on all sides of the house.

"Old man, where is your child?"

Lin Buyan asked curiously.

Hearing this question, Feng Wu's eyes suddenly became sad.

"The little girl's mother had a dystocia when giving birth to her and died on the hospital bed. When she was four years old, my son went out to work on a construction site. As a result, he lost his footing and fell off the seventh floor of the house. He also left."

Lin Buyan could feel that Feng Wu was trying his best to tell him his most painful experience in a relaxed tone.

Neither of them spoke and became silent.

"Old man, I'm really sorry. Please give me my condolences."

Lin Buyan stood up and bowed to Feng Wu.

Feng Wu quickly helped him up, "It's okay, it's all over. It's just a pity for my granddaughter, alas."

"If I leave one day, I don't know what will happen to her."

At this moment, Lin Buyan suddenly felt, why is there so much pain in the world?

There is a saying that is really good, that is, the joys and sorrows of human beings are actually not the same. At this moment, Lin Buyan completely understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Don't worry, old man, your body is so strong, you will have no problem living for a few more decades."

Lin Buyan had no choice but to comfort him like this.

Feng Wu shook his head and sighed.

"Decades are too long, life is too hard, you said if I don't have a girl to accompany me, what's the point of me doing this."

"Xiao Lin, please sit down for a while. I have already called the village chief and he will be here soon."

Lin Buyan came to the door and looked carefully.

Feng Wu's home was not a centralized place to live in the village. He didn't know why, and Lin Buyan didn't bother to guess.

One good thing about Fengjia Village is that the scenery is very beautiful.

Because transportation is inconvenient and it is located in a mountainous area, the air is very fresh, with a refreshing feeling that you can never feel in the city.

How about renovating this place?

Make it an ecological garden?

A one-stop shop for eating, drinking and having fun?

Well, that’s a good idea.

I’m afraid I won’t be able to get 52 million, so forget it, if it’s not enough, I’ll add more!

Just when Lin Buyan was planning the future of Fengjiacun, a man who looked older but not very old came over.

"Are you the young man that Uncle Wu said was having trouble with me?"

"A brief introduction, I am the village chief of Fengjia Village, and my name is Feng Yi."

Lin Buyan finally came back to his senses and looked at the village chief in front of him.

I heard from the old man that the village chief was only in his early fifties, but looking at the old man in front of him, he didn't look like he was in his early fifties.

He was holding a pair of Jiefang shoes in his hand, and his trouser legs were rolled up to his knees. Mud was everywhere on his trousers, and even on his face.

"Hello, I asked my old man to contact you. I am Lin Buyan, and I want to discuss something with you."

Lin Buyan stretched out his hand.

"Oh, I'll let it go. Look, I just came back from the fields and I'm so dirty. Lin Buyan, right? What do you want from me?"

"I want to build a road for your village."

"What the hell? Build a road??!"

Feng Yi's eyes widened and he looked straight at the young man in front of him.

Good guy, building roads is something that Feng Yi has always dreamed of accomplishing. For this reason, he goes to the town to report it every year. However, Lingshan County’s finances are poor, and the town has no solution.

.

The funds needed to build the road are not a small amount. Originally, Feng Yi was thinking of pooling together the money in his village to build the road. Later, he invited a professional costing company to come over and ask. Good guy, the cost of one kilometer of rural road is

It costs two to three hundred thousand.

The distance from Fengjiacun to the town is at least a hundred kilometers, and the cost is tens of millions.

This is why the town has never agreed, because building roads is too expensive.

The boy in front of me may not have been severely beaten by society. Although Feng Yi was happy, he quickly returned to reality.

It's not like this boy can afford tens of millions.

"Young man, don't be joking. I'm very satisfied with this. Do you know how expensive it is to build roads?"

"If we want to build a road directly from Fengjia Village to the town, it will be about a hundred kilometers. The cost of building a road for one kilometer will be two to three hundred thousand. If this road is built, it will not cost two to three million.

."

Speaking of this, Feng Yi sighed deeply.

"I also want to build roads. I have dreamed about it. Without a good road, the villagers in Fengjia Village will never have a bright future, and their lives will always remain the same or even get worse."

"Lingshan County is originally a poor county. There is no money in the finance. How much can be allocated to the villages? It is basically equivalent to nothing."

Speaking of this, Feng Yi lowered his head.

In this old man who was over fifty years old, Lin Buyan felt a particularly helpless and uncomfortable feeling.

"It's only 20 to 30 million, not much. I paid for this money, but I only have one request, hehehehe."

"Then the built road will be named after me."

Lin Buyan looked relaxed, which made Feng Yi not know for a moment whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

"I'm not kidding you. Although I don't have much assets, there is nothing wrong with donating roads to your village."

"By the way, I feel that the scenery in your village is also very good, and I feel that everyone of you can grow fruits. Have you ever considered which direction you will take the village to develop after the road is built?"

Lin Buyan wants to test Feng Yi's level. If he passes the test, he can make additional donations to turn Fengjia Village into a tourist village and a business card for the entire Lingshan County.

In that way, your donation will be meaningful.

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