Chapter 850: The rich and the rich do not return home

Miaohe Village!
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 are working outside, and there are some old people and left-behind children left in the entire village.
But this season, Miaohe Village is very lively.
Near the end of the year, the young people working outside began to return home slowly. The laughter of the children in the village, the look of the old people sitting at the door, and three or five groups of people gathered together to talk about this year’s experience. The men who made money outside saw cigarettes all the way, and those who did not make money went back to their homes silently with their bags.
"It's finally here, isn't it."
On the off-road vehicle, Hua Mingming looked at the village entrance in front of him. The word Miaohe Village hung in front of the village entrance, which made him sure that he had arrived at Miaohe Village.
"Cement roads have been built here. I didn't have them when I came."
Ye Yuyu looked through the car window at a concrete road that could only pass through a car, and there was also a memory on her face. When she came here with her father more than ten years ago, there was no concrete road in the village, which is There is a stone road, and driving is very inconvenient.
Now, although the cement road is not wide, it surrounds the whole village like a jade belt. The previous clay tiles have also disappeared. Most of them are self-built houses on two or three floors, although most of them are not magnetically attached. Bricks, exposed red brick exterior walls, but this is the change.
"The change is great."
In the car, Dazhu heard Ye Ziyu's sigh and explained: "Yeah, in these years, the young people in the village have gone out to work. Although they don't make a lot of money, everyone also saves money. Qian returned to the village to build a house, and waited for the future to do nothing.
"Home is the most important place in the hearts of Chinese people."
Fang Ming also smiled on his face. No matter how he criticized the Chinese outside, he only knew to save money to buy a house, but in the eyes of the Chinese people, especially in the eyes of the older generation, the sense of worry is still very strong, and money must not be spent. For a sum of money to be a life-saving money, a house must be owned, because having a house is home.
After all, it's because people of that generation are scared.
In the eyes of the older generation, if you have your own house, even if you don't have a job in the future, at least you won't suffer from starvation or freezing by farming.
Therefore, even if one knows that one year is one month to come back and live, the people in the village are still happy about building a house. Of course, there is also the psychology of marrying a wife and competing.
"Brother and sister, Kiki, you get off first."
In the car, in addition to Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu, there are Dazhu and Qiqi. As for Hua Mingming, he was sent by Uncle Hua to Fang Ming as a driver. After all, Fang Ming and his four people will not drive, of course This car was bought by Fang Ming for Dazhu.
It didn't take long for Dazhu to get his driver's license, so naturally he didn't dare to go to high speed, so he could only do it for Hua Mingming.
"get off?"
Ye Ziyu was a little puzzled, so she got off the train at the entrance of the village, but she still opened the door and walked down.
"You wouldn't want to get a moth."
Fang Ming looked at the cheap smile on Hua Mingming's face and vaguely had a bad intuition.
"How come, I am that kind of person." Hua Mingming smiled, then patted the co-pilot Dazhu's shoulder, and asked: "Dazhu, did you call the family, did you say that we were in the village?" ?"
"Just hit it." Dazhu nodded.
"Call another one later."
After Hua Mingming finished speaking, Da Zhu's face was puzzled, and it was only a few minutes later, what was good, but the next moment, when Hua Mingming suddenly turned the steering wheel to the left, toward the side of the road When Tian Ye gave away, he was ashamed.
"Look, you can call now, let your family call the men in the village, come out and pick up the car, rest assured, I will prepare you for the smoke, we are not so stingy. A pack."
Listening to Hua Mingming's words, Fang Ming wanted to have a slap to shoot Hua Mingming's urge to die. What was this guy thinking?
Of course, Fang Ming also knew the meaning of Hua Mingming, nothing more than to show it to the village and tell the villagers that Dazhu had already bought a car.
"This is not good." Dazhu is still a sincere person, and feels that this is a bit bad.
"Listen to me, after doing this, the whole village will know that you have bought a car, and even people in other villages in the back will know that if you make money, you should wait for the matchmaker to come to the door."
A car is nothing to many families nowadays, but for the relatively backward villages like Miaohe Village, a rich person can afford to buy a car.
"Dazhu, call Uncle Wang."
Finally, after Fang Ming spoke, Dazhu took out his mobile phone. Of course, there was a reason why Fang Ming would agree with Hua Mingming being so nonsense.
There is an old saying in China called: Riches do not return home like Jinyi night trip!
Even if Dazhu is not the kind of obvious man, sometimes it’s not bad to show some financial resources in the village. At least in this way, Uncle Wang has light in the village.
Isn't life for the sake of a face, not just your own face, but also your family's face? The village is different from the city. Everyone often stalks and chats. If Dazhu makes money, people in the village will have to praise Uncle Wang after seeing Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang will naturally have a better mood. This old man, as long as he is in a good mood Can live longer.
So, in the next scene, Uncle led the people in the village to pick up the car, and after Uncle Wang knew that the car was his own son, Fang Ming noticed that Uncle Wang walked away quietly. Some women in the village also came to help.
At the same time, Fang Ming also noticed that although Uncle Wang shouted hard, his hands were completely useless, but he just put it on top, and Hua Mingming's guy was also a living treasure.
In the end, Dazhu couldn't stand it anymore. Hua Mingming then put down the handbrake. After the car was put on the road, Fang Ming noticed that there was a trace of regret on Uncle Wang's face.
"Hey, you guys are really, how can you drive so carelessly, how can you drive into the field."
"You are also Dazhu. This car is very expensive. I heard that it costs more than a hundred thousand. It is not good to have this money for a wife."
Uncle Wang revolved around the car, also said in his mouth, Hua Mingming came down from the driving position at this time, and said with a smile: "Uncle, this is BMW, more than half a million."
"My God, more than half a million, you bastard, you will buy a car for more than half a million."
Uncle Wang was stunned, and then he would hit Dazhu immediately. The men on the side naturally stepped forward to stop. At the same time, the young and old in the village looked at Dazhu at the same time.
Half a million, the best house built in the village is the head of the village. It is said that it cost more than 300,000, so everyone thinks it is too extravagant, but now the car is actually 500,000, which is simply impossible. Imagine.
"Tiegen, your family can buy such an expensive car, naturally because you can make money, what are you angry about."
"That is, if my children can buy me such a good car, I have to laugh in my dreams."
There were still a few old men's hands still rubbing in the car. When they heard that half a million people, these old men immediately withdrew their hands.
"Dazhu, didn't you prepare the cigarette? It's hard for everyone to help lift the car. Take out the cigarette and send it to everyone."
Hua Mingming opened the trunk, which contained a lot of tobacco and alcohol, and took a few pieces of China out of the box. In the countryside, China is the standard. What is one hundred packs and the world, and what is the honor of the ninety-five, is not as good as China. Make.
Earlier I heard Hua Mingming say 500,000, and many villagers showed suspicion on their faces. Now I see these Chinese cigarettes, especially each person has also received a pack. No one in the village is suspicious anymore. Praise that Dazhu has the ability, this is to make a lot of money in the city.
"Uncle Wang, Auntie is in good health."
When the farce was almost over, Fang Ming spoke up, greeted Uncle Wang, and then looked at several other old men, and said, "Grandpa Ge, Uncle Chen, you are still in good health."
After hearing Fang Ming, these villagers only noticed Fang Ming, and did not recognize it for a while, mainly because Fang Ming had traveled all over the country and left the village for many years. Although he later arranged his master’s later generations, but It was made in private and did not disturb too many people in the village.
After getting his master's affair, he left the village and went to Modu, so many villagers did not recognize it for a while.
However, after Fang Ming greeted each other, these villagers recognized Fang Ming, and their expressions became excited one by one, and the uncle Chen was holding Fang Ming's hand unwilling to let go.
"The little fairy is back."
"Little fairy, we miss you so much."
The villagers were very excited, and they came forward one by one. It was because the old fairy had great gratitude to the people in the village. It can be said that the people in the village did not suffer the great grace of the old fairy.
In the past, the old gods would help them if they couldn’t survive. The old gods would be treated by Taoist temples. In the hearts of the villagers, the old gods are the real gods of suffering and suffering. .
"It's over, it's just a fool. It still can't do Fang Ming."
Hua Mingming saw everyone go towards Fang Mingwei and patted Dazhu’s shoulder, but Dazhu showed a simple smile, because he knew that in the village, no matter who made more money, maybe It is envied by the villagers, but no one can compare with Fang Ming in terms of status. Because Fang Ming is an apprentice of the old fairy, this identity is enough.
"Let's go back first, and then I will visit you again."
"The little fairy is kind, and we will go to Taoist Temple to give you the New Year greetings."
Fang Ming finally persuaded the villagers to go away. Of course, when shaking hands with the old people, he secretly input some pure energy into these old people. Although they cannot extend the old people's life, they can also reduce the diseases caused by the old people. Pain.
Entering the village, Fang Ming's eyes fell on the back hill of the village. On this low hill, a simple Taoist temple could be seen vaguely. When he saw this Taoist temple, Fang Ming's body was slightly trembling, and he said that he was sentimental near the village. At this moment, he feels this way.
Ye Ziyu on the side also felt Fang Ming's emotions, reached out to hold Fang Ming's hand, and gave Fang Ming an encouraging look.