Tech overlords start with a baby

Chapter 197 It's a small reward

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

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

The keys to my hometown are kept in my uncle's house all the year round.

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

In desperation, Mo Jingchun had to talk to his aunt and come back to pick up the candy later.

"Candy, brother will pick you up later."

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

"Got it, 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.

"Master, I'll get the key."

Mo Changyou was polite and took the cigarette.

He put a cigarette in his hand, and after thinking that Mo Jingchun didn't smoke, he shrank back.

"I know you're 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 for the New Year in the past two years, there were basically no weeds on both sides of the way home.

But when Mo Jingchun opened the door, he was surprised.

This place looks like no one has lived in it for a long time, and it looks like dust.

Mo Jingchun gave a wry smile, no need to guess, the uncle has cleaned up again.

"I'm still going to clean up the toilet, it seems that I don't need it anymore."

It was cleaning again, and calling to eat at noon again, and Mo Jingchun felt embarrassed.

It was almost noon, the uncle called to say that the meal was ready, and let him go to eat.

Mo Jingchun closed the door and went to the bay to pick up candy and come back for dinner.

After being washed by the rain, there were pitiful cracks and potholes leading to the road, Mo Jingchun thought as he walked.

Mo Jingchun decided to rebuild these cement roads and replace them with asphalt roads until he saw a big pit with stagnant water.

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

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

But two years ago, before stepping into the gate of Beijing University, this amount of money was quite a lot, especially for rural areas with average development.

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

In addition, every spring, you can pick tea leaves to earn money.

Getting up early and working late at night, picking tea leaves under the sun, may cost less than 1 yuan in two months.

If the market is good, you can earn more than [-] yuan.

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

But not!

"Guo'er, what are you doing?"

Mo Jingchun walked in and saw that he was wearing a lot of muddy candies on his clothes. He was in the grass with his friends, picking small wild chrysanthemums.

One by one, the little guy's little hand can't hold it anymore.

Looking back at his brother's candy, he raised his hand and showed off:
"Brother, look, Guo'er picked a lot of 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 and laughed with two small dimples.

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

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

Taking the little wild chrysanthemum in Candy's hand, whose leaves were already softened, Mo Jingchun smiled and touched Candy's hair, picked up Candy, and replied:

"Okay, after dinner, my brother accompanies Guo'er."

"alright."

The candy that hooked his brother’s neck with one hand waved to Xiang’er and said with a smile:

"Xiang'er, come to play with you in the afternoon, Guo'er is going back for dinner."

Xianger seemed to be a little afraid of Mo Jingchun, who had not seen him for many years, but the little guy just smiled and nodded.

At the dinner table, Mo Jingchun said to the uncle who was drinking:
"Master, I saw that the cement roads in the village are rotten today. My idea is to strip the cement roads and lay asphalt roads."

After taking a sip of wine, Mo Changyou was grabbed by the wine, his face flushed.

After coughing for a long time, Mo Changyou, who was relieved, said:

"It takes a lot of money to build a road, and that's not how money is spent. It's not necessary, it's not necessary."

"Wait a few more years, and the town should spend money to repair it."

Repairs can't change the situation that the road is getting worse and worse.

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

"I checked, and the asphalt road costs less than 200 yuan per square meter."

"It's only a few million to receive us from the town."

"When my family was in trouble in the past two years, the neighbors on the left and right helped me a lot. Besides, building roads can be considered as a blessing for candy, and it's a good deal."

After thinking about it, Mo Changyou couldn't seem to find any reason for his nephew to give up this idea.

But it's good to build a road. In the first place, everyone really helped my nephew.

Second, now that the nephew is wealthy, although I haven't heard any rumors now, what about later?
It will be hard to say later.

The road in the village has been repaired, and everyone has nothing to say.

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

"Similarly, the route is still the old route. If each family wants to deliver the asphalt road to their home, it is not impossible, but the roadbed is opened by themselves."

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Jingchun said:
"So, sir."

"I would like to trouble you to invite the parties from each family to come to your house at night, and the big guys will sit together. Let's discuss it."

"After negotiating, I will call the secretary and ask her to communicate with the town, and contact the construction party to contract out the project."

After taking a sip of wine, Mo Changyou thought about it and nodded.

"Okay, this way, I will help you run as an uncle, and I am happy to run."

After eating, Mo Changyou went out. Don't look at Mo Changyou's face blushing after drinking, but Mo Changyou is sober and not faint at all.

And Mo Jingchun, who had finished eating, also went back to the back mountain with candy and took some paper.

It was the same tomb, and there was still no monument, but compared with the previous two years, there was an extra stone barrier.

There is also a square-sized concrete floor, which is specially used for burning paper.

Mo Jingchun knelt down and burned the paper, while Candy squatted on the ground, spreading out the little chrysanthemums and placing them in front of the grave.

The flowers were put away, and Candy saw his brother kowtow there, and the little guy also followed his brother's way and kowtowed.

After watching the paper dust dissipated by the wind to the sky, Mo Jingchun picked up the candy.

"Let's go, we're going back."

Who Mo Jingchun said this sentence to, and only Mo Jingchun himself understood.

"Hmm." He nodded.

"Mom, Guo'er and brother go back."

(End of this chapter)