The morning light cut through the gaps of the clouds and spread the fields. The mountain villages were covered with green green and green on the walls of the fence and the wind was stroking the dew. The soil mixed with dew was shattered up by the red fox. A struggling shadow was taken out from the rat hole in the vegetable garden and happily rushed into the fence.

Under the eaves, Old Man Geng sat on a low stool, yawned with his legs that were only slightest sense of consciousness, and took up the wooden wheel that had not been finished yesterday and continued to think about it.

Wang Jinqiu, who had cooked food, shouted at the closed door. After a moment, in the "squeaking" wooden door, Geng Qing walked out of the door, stretched his waist, fed water by the water tank and washed up. The story of the Liu family being slaughtered all over the house has spread everywhere. Except for seeing it with his own eyes that day, he has no feelings at the moment. If he had let it go, then the unlucky one would be that he had thirty households in this village.

As for the tragedy of the Liu family outside, it is the topic of everyone's conversation. When talking about the maids and servants, they would at most say twice and say: "What a pity."

Nowadays, if there are no maids and servants in the deep courtyard, they have long been numb to hear it.

Today, I don’t have to rush to the county government office to do things. I washed up slowly. I went back to the house to hold a book I took in the public room and read it while eating. I wore those black boots in the replenishment clothes and looked like a decent look.

The old couple smiled and went straight to their hearts. After breakfast, Geng Qing cleaned up and called Dachun to come to the donkey cart, helped the old man Geng and asked him to sit on it. He was afraid of bumps and injuries on the road, so he took the bedding underneath and back, and supported Wang Jinqiu. Geng Qing and Dachun drove the car out of the yard together, and took the two elders out for a walk to see the fun outside.

Now, Niujiaji has begun to recruit Ding to repair roads in various places. There are also many old and young men in the village rushing together in groups of people. Among them, there are strong and strong village women. When they see the donkey cart, they go forward and touch the couple's mane, touch the frame for a while, and walk around.

"Uncle and aunt, you are so lucky. Now you are all going out in a donkey cart." There is no malice between relatives and neighbors, and they are mostly joking.

Old Man Geng didn't say anything but nodded with a smile. Wang Jinqiu next to him couldn't close his mouth, "It's all the children's future, all the children's future."

A few days ago, I went back to my mother's house in the neighboring village and asked Geng Qing about the marriage. The relatives who didn't like her on weekdays rushed back and sat down in the yard and said, "Which daughter is not yet married?" "Dazhu is now having a meal in the yamen. We should choose someone with good looks and good character."

There was even a family ren, who wanted to marry the third child of the family to the thirteenth daughter. Wang Jinqiu had seen it. He looked handsome and was also a niece of his parents' family. He was considered a kinship. He had only mentioned this to the old man, but he hadn't told his son that he was very busy recently.

As we walked along the way, the villagers who went to work on the way greeted him, and even the people from several neighboring villages came up to get close to him.

Regardless of whether they know or not, Geng Qing couldn't respond one by one. He never gave up his hand. Several nearby villages were poor. When he built these two roads, in addition to dealing with Liu Mang, he actually thought of using this to improve the lives of the villagers. After all, he had to do something practical within his ability when he came to this era.

The spring breeze is gentle, and it is almost mid-April, and the weather is getting a little hot. Geng Qing pulled the reins and led the carriage to the road leading to the mine. He followed a group of people who went to work and chatted while walking on the road. It was not boring. When he got there, there were already dense crowds of people gathered there, lined up to take the work signs from the yamen runners one by one, took the hoes distributed by the yamen, and dug the road along the foreman's guidance.

The weather was not too hot, and many men were sweating profusely, so they simply took off their clothes and exposed their thin dark chest and back, which made some bold women take a sneak peek and whisper something with their familiar companions. Suddenly, a group of women trembled and burst into laughter.

On the side of the road, Wang Jinqiu was looking at the car and wanted to get a hoe, but Geng Qing said, "There are still sixty taels of silver at home." Then he gave up.

Then, he pulled the donkey cart and walked forward, pointing to a wider roadside in front of him, afraid that his parents would not know about it, so he asked Dachun to come and stand.

"When the road is opened, the village will raise some money from house to house, and they will provide help to build a three-story inn and rent it to those laborers from afar. The monthly settlement will be distributed to the villagers in the village. Those who are free at home can also buy some fruits, cakes, tea and water on this road, which is another income."

"You can do it." Old Man Geng looked at the location of Dachun Station. With his son's description, he seemed to see an inn in Gengjia Village standing there, living a day-long hard work, eating the fruits and tea sold by people in the roadside village...

He thinks it's beautiful when he thinks.

"Whatever you say is what you want. The father is here to support you. Who dares to say anything? I'll ask your mother to carry a stool and I'll sit at his door."

After watching it for a while, Geng Qing took his parents to the town for a walk, and then discussed the opening of a blacksmith shop with Wang Blacksmith Wang. Then he went to the Lizheng family and asked him to help find the prestigious old man in the nearby village. After that, after lunch in the town, he took the old couple back to the village.

Soon, the elderly from several villages also arrived and talked about the smooth mining road after the mine was unobstructed.

"...In the future, everyone can sell some tea, pancakes, fruits and melons on the roadside, and make more money while the farm is slack, put them in their pockets, and buy some things for the family during the Chinese New Year and the holidays, so that the children can have a pair of new shoes, so that they don't have to be barefoot in the middle of winter."

The old men from several villages were originally just next to the identity of Geng Qing Gong's sect, and only came to listen to a junior who was talking to Wang Lizheng for the sake of his face. But after hearing this, the few people stammered and said nothing. One of the old men's eyes were red, and they suddenly knelt down and cried, which scared Wang Lizheng and Geng Qing.

"What a living god..."

The elderly people in the other three villages also had a little choked voice. In the past, except for collecting taxes and grains, no one had ever cared about their lives and death. They immediately promised that even if they didn't have wages, they would definitely keep the roads open.

"This is leaving a way out for the children and grandchildren in the village to make a living." "It's really accumulating great virtue!"

"A fifteen-mile road, our three villages are guaranteed to be paved in one month!"

.........

When I sent three old men to the mountain road, the sky had turned dim, like a rosy dress hanging on the hillside. The cicadas took off their heavy shells from the rosy rays, climbed up the branches and cried silently.

Looking at the surrounding fields and mountains, the villagers who were returning home, Geng Qing breathed out and walked to the ridge of the fields to see the green seedlings emerging from the fields, feeling indescribable comfort.

After walking around half of the village, I was about to return to the village head. In the grass, I heard a strange sound, like a depressed gasp, a murmur of a humble voice, and a slight crying voice of a woman.

Geng Qing listened carefully for a moment and thought that the little fox at home had come here to scare people. He bent down and picked up a piece of the field and drew it towards a weed in front.

Hearing a 'Ouch' scream, a head emerged from the weed half a man tall. Seeing Geng Qing standing opposite him, he was stunned for a moment, "Dazhu, are you all here?"

On the other side, Geng Qing walked two steps closer and saw that it was Dachun. This guy rushed back to the donkey cart. Why did he come here? He was still shirtless? Could it be...

Subconsciously, he looked into the grass again, and there was a rustling sound of dressing and pants inside. In the grass nest behind Geng Dachun, a white woman quickly tidied up her clothes, sneaked out from the other side, swayed two pieces of meat on her butt and ran away. Looking at her back, wasn't it the widow?

After pressing the back for a while, Geng Qing had to call him Auntie, and Dachun also had to call him that too.

"How did you two get together? Are you not afraid of being beaten to death by the villagers?"

"hey-hey......"

Dachun lowered his head and smiled foolishly, but he didn't dare to say anything. Once the villagers knew about it, they would be light when they were kicked out of the village. If they were not done properly, they would be beaten to death.

"Stop laughing, I didn't see this. You two should go away with each other intimately."

Geng Qing didn't care much about this kind of thing that surpassed his seniority. He kept reminding him on the way back. On the side, Dachun said a few times, patted his chest and promised him, and suddenly he heard something.

"Dazhu, it seems that someone is looking for you there."

As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed to the mud road at the entrance of the village

"Don't interrupt, I'm talking about you..." Geng Qing still turned around and followed the direction he pointed. In the dim skylight, a graceful figure stood tall and graceful as the villagers passed by, which attracted the passing men to look back frequently.

The breeze blew across the fields, and the cicadas roared at the foot of the mountain.

The woman stood there with her hands behind her back, her hair dancing, and her clear skirt was stroking in the wind. Looking at Geng Qing walking towards her, she smiled, like an unfolding picture.
Chapter completed!