On Saturday, the weather was sunny and the temperature was just right.

Mo Jingchun, who had not been back to his hometown for a long time, and who felt that Candy lacked playmates, drove back to his hometown with Candy in the morning.

The key to my hometown has been kept at my uncle’s house all year round.

After returning to Candy in my hometown and playing with the children in the bay, I didn’t want to leave.

In desperation, Mo Jingchun had no choice but to tell her aunt that she would come back later to pick up the candy.

"Candy, brother will pick you up later."

Already addicted to playing with muddy candies, he nodded without looking back.

"I know, brother."

Mo Jingchun parked the car in front of the uncle's house, took a cigarette from the car and handed it to the uncle.

"Uncle, let me get the key."

Mo Changyou was polite and accepted the cigarette.

He casually put a cigarette in his mouth, and after thinking that Mo Jingchun didn't smoke, he took it back.

"I knew you were coming back today. Now, I have the keys in my pocket."

Mo Jingchun stood in the yard and talked with the uncle for a while, then drove back.

Just like when I came back during the Chinese New Year in the past two years, there were basically no weeds on both sides of the road home.

When Mo Jingchun opened the door, he was surprised.

It looks like no one has lived here for a long time, and it's all dusty.

Mo Jingchun smiled bitterly, no need to guess, the uncle was cleaning again.

"I was also going to clean up, but it seems I won't need it anymore."

It was cleaning again, and it was time to have lunch at noon, which made Mo Jingchun feel embarrassed.

It was almost noon, and the uncle called to tell me that the meal was ready and asked him to go and eat.

Mo Jingchun closed the door and went to Wanli to pick up candies and bring them back for dinner.

Mo Jingchun thought as he walked along the roads that were washed away by the rain and had pitiful cracks and potholes everywhere.

Until he saw a large pit with accumulated water, Mo Jingchun decided to rebuild these cement roads and replace them with asphalt roads.

Not for anything else, just because when I went to school in my freshman year, every household contributed a lot of money.

Although in Mo Jingchun's eyes, the money may only be a small amount now.

But two years ago, before I entered Beijing University, this amount of money was quite a lot, especially for a rural area with average development.

In Mo Jingchun's impression, except for those who go out to work, people in the village can only make some money at home by doing decoration like their uncle.

In addition, you can earn money by picking tea leaves every spring.

Working from early in the morning to late at night, picking tea leaves under the sun, you may only earn less than 10,000 yuan in two months.

If the market is good, you can still earn over 10,000 yuan.

When Mo Jingchun came to his aunt's house, Mo Jingchun thought that Candy might still be playing in the mud.

But it’s not!

"Guo'er, what are you doing?"

Mo Jingchun walked in and saw that his clothes were covered with a lot of muddy candy. He was picking small wild chrysanthemums in the grass with his friends.

One by one, the little guy’s little hands couldn’t hold them anymore.

He looked back at his brother's candy, raised his hand and showed off:

"Brother, look, Guo'er has picked so many flowers."

Mo Jingchun stretched out his hand to wipe the dried mud off Candy's face and asked:

"Guo'er and Xiang'er are both amazing."

Xiang'er, who was praised, wiped her nose casually and smiled with two dimples.

"Brother, can we give all the flowers to mother?"

Mo Jingchun was stunned for a moment, with mixed emotions.

Taking the Ono Chrysanthemum with soft leaves in Candy's hand, Mo Jingchun smiled and touched Candy's hair, picked up Candy, and replied:

"Okay, after dinner, my brother will go with Guo'er."

"OK."

Candy, who hooked his brother's neck with one hand, waved to Xiang'er and said with a smile:

"Xiang'er, I'll come and play with you in the afternoon. Guo'er has to go back for dinner."

Xiang'er seemed a little afraid of Mo Jingchun, whom she hadn't seen for many years. The little guy just smiled and nodded.

At the dinner table, Mo Jingchun said to the uncle who was drinking wine:

"Uncle, I saw today that the cement roads in the village are all rotten. My idea is to tear off the cement roads and pave them with asphalt."

Mo Changyou, who had taken a sip of wine, was grabbed by the wine and his face turned red.

After coughing for a long time, Mo Changyou finally recovered and said:

"Building roads costs a lot of money. This is not how you spend your money. It's not necessary. It's not necessary."

"In a few more years, the town will probably have to spend money to repair that road."

Repairs will not change the situation where the road is getting worse.

"Uncle, the asphalt road from the town to our place is only three kilometers, and it doesn't cost much."

"I checked, and one square meter of asphalt road costs less than two hundred yuan."

"It only costs a few million to get us from the town."

"When my family had trouble in the past two years, my neighbors helped me a lot. Besides, building roads is also a way to accumulate blessings for candies, which is cost-effective."

Mo Changyou thought about it over and over, but couldn't seem to find any reason for his nephew to give up this idea.

But whether it was building the road or not, everyone really helped my nephew in the first place.

Secondly, now that my nephew is rich, although I haven’t heard any rumors, what can I do next?

It will be hard to say from now on.

After the roads in the village were built, I guess everyone had nothing to say.

"Uncle, I have thought about it. There is no need to widen the roadbed. I am afraid of trouble. Then everyone will be unhappy because of trivial matters. This is not my original intention."

"Similarly, the route is still the same. If each family wants to deliver asphalt roads to their homes, it is not impossible, but they can build the roadbed themselves."

After Mo Jingchun thought about it for a while, he said:

"That's it, sir."

"I would like to trouble you to invite the parties involved from each family to come to your house tonight, and we can all sit together and discuss it."

"After we discussed it, I called the secretary and asked her to communicate with the town and contact the construction company to contract the project."

After taking a sip of wine, Mo Changyou thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, I, as an uncle, will help you run this road, and you will have a good time."

After dinner, Mo Changyou went out. Even though Mo Changyou was blushing after drinking wine, Mo Changyou was sober and not dizzy at all.

After finishing the meal, Mo Jingchun also took the candy back and got some paper, and then went to the back mountain together.

It's the same grave mound, and there is still no monument. It's just that compared with the previous two years, there is an extra stone barrier.

There is also an extra square cement floor specially used for burning paper.

Mo Jingchun knelt there burning paper, while Candy squatted on the ground and spread out small chrysanthemums and placed them neatly in front of the grave.

After the flowers were placed, Guangdong saw his brother kowtowing there. The little guy imitated his brother's behavior and kowtowed accordingly.

After watching the paper dust being blown into the sky by the wind and dissipating, Mo Jingchun picked up the candy.

"Let's go, let's go back."

Only Mo Jingchun himself knew who Mo Jingchun was saying this to.

"Yeah." He nodded.
Chapter completed!