A small mountain village located in a remote mountainous area. Like all mountain villages, most of the young and middle-aged people in the village work outside, and there are only some elderly people and left-behind children left in the whole village.
However, during this time of year, Miaohe Village is very lively.
The end of the year is approaching, and young people working outside are slowly beginning to return to their hometowns. The laughter of children in the village, the expectant eyes of the elderly sitting at the door, and small and large groups of people gather together to chat about their experiences this year.
Those who have made money outside will smoke when they see men along the way, while those who have not made any money will silently return home with their bags on their backs.
"It's finally here, right?"
On the off-road vehicle, Hua Mingming looked at the village entrance in front. The words Miaohe Village were hung in front of the village entrance, which made him sure that he had arrived at Miaohe Village.
"Concrete roads have been built here. They didn't exist when I came here."
Zi Ziyu looked through the car window at the concrete road that could only accommodate one car, and her face also showed memories. When she followed her father here more than ten years ago, there was no cement road in the village at all, that is,
It's a stone road, and it's very inconvenient to drive.
Now, although this cement road is not wide, it circles the whole village like a jade belt. The previous earth-tile houses have also disappeared. Most of them are self-built houses with two or three floors, although most of them are not tiled.
Brick, exposed red brick exterior wall, but this is the change.
"What a big change."
In the car, Dazhu heard Ye Ziyu’s sigh and explained: “Yes, in recent years, young people in the village have gone out to work. Although they don’t earn a lot, they are also more economical. After more than ten years, they have earned
The money will go back to the village to build a house, and when I can no longer work in the future, I will come back to support myself and work on the land."
"Home is the most important place in the hearts of Chinese people."
Fang Ming also had a smile on his face. No matter how outsiders criticized the Chinese people for only saving money to buy a house, in the hearts of the Chinese people, especially in the eyes of the older generation, the sense of worry is still very strong. You must not spend all the money you make, but save it.
A sum of money is regarded as life-saving money, and you must have a house, because having a house is your destination.
Ultimately, it’s because people of that generation are afraid of poverty.
In the eyes of the older generation, if you have your own house, even if you lose your job in the future, at least you will not go hungry or cold by farming.
Therefore, even though they know that they only come back to live for a month in a year, the people in the village are still happy to build houses. Of course, there is also a desire to get a wife and comparison.
"Brothers and sisters, Qiqi, you get out of the car first."
In the car, in addition to Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu, there were also Dazhu and Qiqi. As for Hua Mingming, Uncle Hua sent him to be Fang Ming’s driver. After all, Fang Ming and the four of them did not know how to drive, of course.
, this car was bought by Fang Ming for Dazhu.
Not long after Dazhu got his driver's license, he naturally didn't dare to drive on the expressway, so he had to ask Hua Mingming to do it for him.
"get off?"
Ziyu was a little confused as to why he was asked to get out of the car when he arrived at the village gate, but he still opened the car door and walked out.
"You're not trying to cause trouble, are you?"
Fang Ming looked at the mean smile on Hua Mingming's face and had a vague intuition.
"How could that be? I'm that kind of person." Hua Mingming laughed, then patted the co-pilot Dazhu's shoulder and asked: "Dazhu, have you called your family and told them that we have arrived in the village?
?”
"We just fought." Dazhu nodded.
"Let's hit another one later."
After Hua Mingming said this, a look of confusion appeared on Dazhu's face. It had only been a few minutes. What was there to fight for? However, the next moment, when Hua Mingming suddenly turned the steering wheel to the left and headed towards the road.
When the field was driven past, he was completely confused.
"Look, you can get a cigarette now. Let your family call the men in the village to come out and lift the car. Don't worry, I have prepared cigarettes for you. Let's not be so stingy and give one to each of us.
One pack.”
Listening to Hua Mingming's words, Fang Ming had the urge to slap Hua Mingming to death. What was this guy thinking in his mind?
Of course, Fang Ming also knew what Hua Mingming meant, and he just wanted to show off to the village and tell the villagers that Dazhu had already bought a car.
"Isn't this bad?" Dazhu is still an honest person after all, and feels that this is a bit bad.
"Listen to me. After you do this, the whole village will know that you have bought a car. Even people in other villages will know that you have made money. You can just wait for the matchmaker to come to your door."
A car is nothing to many families nowadays, but for relatively backward villages like Miaohe Village, those who can afford a car are considered rich.
"Dazhu, call Uncle Wang."
After Fang Ming finally spoke, Dazhu took out his mobile phone. Of course, there was a reason why Fang Ming agreed with Hua Mingming's nonsense.
There is an old Chinese saying: Wealth that does not return to its hometown is like walking in brocade at night!
Even if Dazhu is not the kind of person to show off, there is nothing wrong with showing off his financial resources in the village sometimes. At least in this way, Uncle Wang will be able to shine in the village.
Don't people live this life just for face, not only their own face, but also the face of their family members. The village is different from the city. People often go to the door to chat. If Dazhu makes money, people in the village will see Wang in the future.
Uncle, you must praise Uncle Wang, and Uncle Wang will naturally be in a better mood. This old man, as long as he is in a good mood, he can live a long life.
So, the next scene was that the uncle led the people in the village to lift the car. After Uncle Wang knew that the car belonged to his son, Fang Ming noticed that Uncle Wang walked away quietly. After a while, along with
Some women in the village also came to help.
At the same time, Fang Ming also noticed that although Uncle Wang yelled hard, he did not use any force with his hands, just resting on them, while Hua Mingming was also a tough guy who didn't even put down the handbrake at the beginning.
In the end, Dazhu couldn't stand it anymore, so Hua Mingming put down the handbrake. After the car was lifted onto the road, Fang Ming noticed a look of regret on Uncle Wang's face.
"Hey, you guys are serious too. How could you drive so carelessly? How could you drive into the fields?"
"Same for you, Dazhu. This car is very expensive. I heard it costs hundreds of thousands. It's not good to keep this money to marry a wife."
Uncle Wang walked around the car and kept talking. Hua Mingming got down from the driver's seat at this time and said with a smile: "Uncle, this is a BMW, it costs more than 500,000 yuan."
"Oh my god, it's more than half a million, you waste of money, you can buy a car for more than half a million."
Uncle Wang was stunned, and then he made a move to hit Dazhu. Naturally, several men on the side stepped forward to stop him. At the same time, the eyes of the young and old in the village also changed when they looked at Dazhu.
Five hundred thousand. The best house built in the village belongs to the village chief. It is said that it cost more than three hundred thousand. Everyone thinks it is too luxurious. But now this car costs five hundred thousand. It is simply impossible.
Imagine.
"Tie Gen, your Dazhu can buy such an expensive car because he can make money. Why are you so angry?"
"That is, if my child could buy me such a good car, I would laugh in my dreams."
There were several old people who were still stroking the car with their hands. When they heard the word five hundred thousand, they immediately withdrew their hands.
"Dazhu, didn't you prepare cigarettes? Everyone has worked hard to help carry the car. Take out the cigarettes and distribute them to everyone."
Hua Mingming opened the trunk. There was a lot of cigarettes and alcohol inside, and he took out a few Zhonghua. In rural areas, Zhonghua is the standard. Hetianxia, which costs 100 yuan a pack, and the Nine-Five-Year Zun, are not as good as Zhonghua.
make.
Previously, many villagers had doubts on their faces when they heard Hua Mingming say 500,000 yuan. But now that they saw these Chinese cigarettes, especially when each person received a pack, no one in the village was doubtful anymore and started to express doubts.
Praising Dazhu for his ability, he made a lot of money in the city.
"Uncle Wang, my aunt is in good health."
When the farce was almost over, Fang Ming spoke. After greeting Uncle Wang, he then looked at the other old men and said, "Grandpa Ge, Uncle Chen, you are still in good health."
After hearing Fang Ming's words, these villagers noticed Fang Ming, but they didn't recognize him for a while, mainly because Fang Ming traveled all over the country and had left the village for many years. Although he later arranged the future of his master,
It was done privately and did not alarm many people in the village.
After finishing his master's funeral, he left the village and headed to the Magic City, so many villagers didn't recognize him for a while.
However, after Fang Ming said hello, these villagers all recognized Fang Ming, and their expressions became excited. One of them, Uncle Chen, held Fang Ming's hand and refused to let go.
"The little fairy is back."
"Little fairy, we miss you so much."
The villagers were very excited and wanted to come forward one by one. It was really because the old god had shown great kindness to the people in the village. It can be said that no one in the village had not received the great kindness from the old god.
In the past, when life was hard and any family couldn't survive, the old gods would help them. If someone in the family got sick, they would go to the Taoist temple to ask the old gods for treatment. In the hearts of the villagers, the old gods were the real gods who rescued the suffering people.
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"It's over. It's all in vain, but I still can't beat Fang Ming."
Hua Mingming saw everyone crowding around Fang Ming and patted Dazhu on the shoulder, but Dazhu smiled honestly, because he knew that in the village, no matter how much money anyone made, he might
He is envied by the villagers, but in terms of status, no one can compare with Fang Ming. Just because Fang Ming is the apprentice of the old god, this status is enough.
"Everyone, please go back first. I will visit you then."
"You're welcome, little fairy. We will go to the Taoist temple to wish you a happy new year, little fairy."
Fang Ming finally persuaded the villagers away. Of course, when shaking hands with the old people, he secretly injected some pure energy into the bodies of these old people. Although it could not extend the lives of the old people, it could also reduce the effects of some diseases on the old people's bodies.
of pain.
After entering the village, Fang Ming's eyes fell on the mountain behind the village. On the top of this low mountain, a simple Taoist temple could be vaguely seen. Seeing this Taoist temple, Fang Ming's body trembled slightly. They all said that he was timid about being close to his hometown.
, this is how he feels at this moment.
Ye Ziyu on the side also felt Fang Ming's emotions, reached out and held Fang Ming's hand, and gave Fang Ming an encouraging look.