C11 Golden River Village 1

Hearing this, Chen Feihuang couldn't help but feel his nose ache, and tears almost fell from his eyes. This was the first time he had cried since his bankruptcy.

Chen Feihuang guessed that perhaps Second Silly had said something to his uncle, which was why his uncle called him to find an excuse to keep him. His uncle's words were simple, but they made Chen Feihuang feel warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time. It had been a long time since he had felt familial love.

Chen Feihuang had no parents since he was young. It was his grandfather who raised him up. Unfortunately, his grandfather died when he was eleven years old. Later, it was the family in the village who raised him up. He did not study diligently. His academic results were poor, and he always fought and caused trouble in school. After graduating from junior high, he went to work at the construction site with the young people in the village. He went out to travel alone. . .

After ten years of hard work, Chen Feihuang finally owned his own construction company. He worked hard to earn money and was always busy like a top. He thought that this way he would have more. He did not expect that he was still too young after all. He accidentally fell to the ground.

When people were in glory, they never lacked friends, no matter if they were business partners. Or the people who work around them, or the social people, They always treated him warmly and made him think that he had some special charisma. The people around him were all warm and friendly until he fell to the bottom of the valley. Those friends who were full of smiles and enthusiastic in the past all scattered and avoided him.

What a cliché plot. Chen Feihuang had seen a lot of it on TV, but in the end, he was still lost in the game. He would never be able to understand the authenticity of these truths without experiencing it personally.

In the past half a year, other than Big-head and Yao Hui, everyone else had gradually left him, including his closest wife.

And now, Old Uncle and Second Silly had once again given Chen Feihuang the warmth of family, letting him know. . . Even if he had nothing, there were still people who cared about him. . .

Chen Guobiao took the tricycle to the train station to pick up Chen Feihuang. The two of them took the tricycle to the village entrance of the Qing Shan Village and took a detour back.

Chen Guobiao introduced the situation around him as he walked. Chen Feihuang had been away from home for twenty years. He had come back a few times, but every time, he drove a luxury car back to the village in a grand manner. The villagers always stood at the entrance of the village and waited eagerly. Then, his entire journey ended in the crowd. He had no chance to see the real life of the villagers.

Now, he had returned to his hometown with another identity. He walked into the village step by step, and only then did he see the real face of his hometown. The muddy roads in his memory, fields, creeks, rivers and old locust trees. . . The old yellow cow. . . Everything was so familiar. It was as if he had returned to his childhood.

Chen Feihuang was wearing leather shoes. He walked all the way, and in just a few steps, his shoes were covered in mud. His socks and pants were dirty. However, he did not feel dirty. Instead, he felt at ease.

Chen Guobiao walked in front and talked about what had happened over the years. Mountain River Town had been developing day after day for decades. The young people in the town had gone out to work and make money, leaving only the elderly and children.

The officers in the town had tried many times to solicit funds, but none of them had any effect. However, in the past few years, the country had started to accurately alleviate poverty. Many capable officers had been sent to the countryside to lead the villagers to become rich. All kinds of work had already been carried out. It was estimated that their Golden River Village would also have leaders coming to the countryside soon. At that time, the bridge repair problem would be solved.

"The Golden River Bridge hasn't been repaired yet?" Chen Fei and Huang Wen.

"Not yet. " Chen Guo Biao hurriedly explained, "Fei Huang, don't think too much. I don't have any other intentions. . . "

"I know. Fifty thousand is not enough to fix the bridge. . . " Chen Feihuang did not want Chen Guobiao to know about his bankruptcy and could only change the topic, "Then during this period of time, wouldn't it be inconvenient for the villagers to travel?"

"Yes, every time they go out and enter, they have to take a detour from the Qing Shan Village. It is very inconvenient to take an hour to go to the town. If they drive, they can take a detour from the Jin River Bridge. But that will be even further. We are taking a small path today, closer, but. . . Aiya. . . "

Chen Guobiao stepped into the ditch before he could finish his sentence and almost fell down. Fortunately, Chen Feihuang held him up. Chen Guobiao pulled out his muddy feet and said with a bitter smile, "I always wear rainy shoes when I go out. I left in a hurry yesterday. When I go back now, your aunt is going to scold me again. "

"When your aunt starts scolding people, everyone in the group can hear her. " Chen Feihuang smiled.

"Hahaha, it can't be helped. Your aunt is just a rash person. Her voice is also loud, but she is kind. " Chen Guo Biao laughed.

"That's true. When I was young, my aunt took care of me a lot. " Chen Feihuang smiled and asked, "Uncle, the children usually go this way when they go to school, right?"

In front of them was a muddy road that was full of bumps and hollows. On the left was a mud ditch, and on the right was a stream. The small road was not even one meter wide. If it was a sunny day, it would be fine. However, if it was a rainy day or a rainy day, the small road would be covered in mud. If one was not careful, they would fall down and become muddy.

"Yeah, let's all take this path. These few days, I've instructed the elders at home to escort the children to school to prevent anything bad from happening. " Chen Guobiao said, "Last week, the daughter of the Golden Phoenix family fell into the stream and hurt her head. Jin Feng cried at my house for a long time, and your aunt comforted her for a long time. Before she left, she gave her a basket of eggs and waited for Jin Feng to leave. She scolded me right in front of my face, saying that I was a cadre for nothing. I couldn't do anything at all. . . "

After saying that, Chen Guo Biao let out a deep sigh. "It's not easy to be a grassroots cadre. Most of the time, I want to do something for the village, but I don't have the strength. However, the village committee does not have the funds, so a lot of work can't be carried out. Every time something happens in the village, I can only thicken my old face. Go and get sponsors from merchants who have walked out of the village. You are still alright. You are a seed of my Chen family. Respect me, this old bones of mine, some people don't even take me seriously. Just like how I am a beggar begging for food, I don't have a good expression on my face. . . "

"Does town not care about this kind of situation?" Chen Feihuang said, "Although I paid to repair the bridge, it's still considered a public facility. Now that it's broken, the town should be responsible for the construction. "

"I looked for the town. The town is poor too. He even turned around to complain to me and finally agreed to allocate ten thousand yuan. Let me think of a way to solve it, plus your fifty thousand yuan. It's only sixty thousand yuan. It's still not enough to fix the bridge. " When Chen Guo Biao said this, he frowned. "I, the village secretary, am so useless. I am so busy. When you worry so much, you are not human at all. Sigh. . . "

"Uncle, don't worry, I will think of a way. "

Chen Feihuang looked at the distance in the direction of the Golden River Bridge, then looked at the barren villages nearby. He felt a little emotional in his heart. He used to think that. . . He could build his hometown after making a lot of money out there. Now that he thought about it, In fact, he should start from the roots. It would be better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish. Rather than giving them funding, it was better to help them find resources. He should open up channels and let them feed themselves. . .