Rebirth to the Countryside [ Danmei MTL]

12: Blooming

This old man Cheng Xiaoran knows that his surname is Zhao.

Cheng Xiaoran has to call Zhao an uncle,  he is 58 years old this year.

His wife couldn't stand running away from poverty many years ago. A daughter married in the town, and a son worked outside.

He heard that it was on a construction site in their city, with no education or skills. Want to come to work is hard work. 

Father Cheng came with Uncle Zhao, and said at this time, "Your work on the construction site where Brother Zhao is almost finished. We don't have many projects in this small city. After finishing this, we have to go to an outside city. Looking for a job, it's just over a month before the Chinese New Year. If you need someone here, he will just pack up and come back." 

Cheng Xiaoran knew that his dad was helping to intercede, indicating that Uncle Zhao's son is reliable, otherwise he is.

No matter how good the relationship with Uncle Zhao is, he will never take the harm to the house. 

Cheng Xiaoran said: "Then the relationship is good, I still have a lot of work here. Brother Zhao will help me when he comes back, but I can't say that I am too ruthless to ignore the affection of my fellow townsman." 

Uncle Zhao is happy, a face is the same as that of a chrysanthemum: "That is what it should be. We are here to work for you. You should do whatever you want. I will call Jiafu. When do you say is he coming back?" 

Cheng Xiaoran said, "I just want to find a few professional road builders, and repair our mountain roads in Dazhou Mountain. Otherwise, it will be too inconvenient to get up and down. Does the eldest brother have this skill? If it is possible, it would be best to come back early. Then I will let him be a foreman." 

Uncle Zhao is even more happy, "I will ask him, I will ask him."

He hurried to the village to borrow the phone.

Now, his legs and feet are still very neat, he is reasonable, and he is willing to endure hardships.

Cheng Xiaoran saw that he had worked hard on Dazhou Mountain.

Now that the basic fertilizer is applied, Cheng Xiaoran wants to slowly put a few, the canals that flow through cherry grove are branched out to cover more cherry trees. This is not the heavy job.

Several other old people think he is poor and particular, and his work is a bit perfunctory.

Only Uncle Zhao said nothing, working sullenly for fear that he will be paid for nothing. 

But it is such a conscientious person, because the poor wife ran away with others, a lot of age, had an opportunity to work hard to make money, immediately grabbed it eagerly and humblely. He don't know how old the clothes on him were. Patches are patched, and the new clothes that children bought back are not willing to wear. 

Cheng Xiaoran considers himself quite ruthless, but he is always unwilling to treat such an old man harshly, probably because he thinks that he has worked hard and has been looking forward to it for so much of his life, but he is still in such a situation, as if he was let down by God.

He doesn't like the story of paying but not getting rewarded.

God is not perfect, he can help a little. 

Father Cheng said,  "This won't cause you confusion, right? Originally, your Uncle Zhao and I mentioned this matter. I wanted to breathe with you first. I didn't expect that he would come here so impatiently." 

"Dad, don't worry. , I do lack people here, and it is true that I want to build roads. Cousin Xiaojie has been tired these days." Cheng Xiaoran said with a smile.