Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven The Weird Mountain Top

"Open up wasteland?" Grandpa was taken aback. "That's right, land reclamation." Village head Zhang shook his head and said, "Recently, a foreign company planned to invest in a big deal in our Hanjiazhuang. I've finished opening up the wasteland. Didn't I have no choice but to think of you?" "Isn't there a wasteland reclamation team in the nearby village?" Grandpa asked puzzled. "Brother, the equipment of the wasteland reclamation team is not complete." Village Chief Zhang sighed: "I have read the information of your threshing team. Seventeen pieces of equipment are enough to open a mountain. Brother, just tell the truth, do it, or Don’t do it. If you want to do it, take the 200,000 on the ground. We will start work tomorrow.”

"This..." Grandpa hesitated for a moment, always feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and wanted to refuse. Sanwa couldn't sit still anymore. He grew up in the threshing team, so he didn't know what his grandpa was thinking.So he glanced at Grandpa Six. Grandpa Six coughed a few times, walked up to Village Chief Zhang with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "Cunnel Chief Zhang, our threshing team is also the top leader in opening up wasteland. Don't worry, we promise you will get it right!" "Sixth." Grandpa glared at him.Grandpa Six has already signaled Sanwa to collect the money.

"Brother, Sanwa and I are the drivers this time, so you just wait for the money to be divided. One hundred and two million yuan, we can't share so much in half a year if the year is not good." The sixth grandfather curled his lips, insinuating Said: "Fortunately, I have a good grandson, unlike some prodigal son who only knows how to idle around. In my opinion, there is no good in going to college. It is better to cut the crops steadily. 1.2 million!" Village head Zhang looked at the internal strife in the threshing team with a smile, and shook hands with the angry grandfather who was about to blow his beard: "brother, I will take you to the mountain to start work tomorrow morning, and you will work hard after collecting the money. I I'm leaving."

After the village chief left, grandpa angrily climbed into the threshing cart, leaving everyone with an angry back.As soon as one got into the cab, the old fox changed his face and laughed. "Grandpa, are you not angry?" Lu Yu wondered. "Of course, I'm pissed off. Both of those bunnies can piss me off, just as I've been eating for nothing?" Grandpa shrugged and laughed. "I don't understand. You have been seized of power, and you still look like you don't care. You didn't see the people in the threshing team saw Sanwa's appearance when they collected the money. Everyone felt that they got rich this time. It's gone." Zhang Zu blinked, he was confused by his grandfather.

"Grandson, you're tender. Looking back, your sixth grandpa and third baby were completely fooled by that surnamed Zhang." Grandpa stroked his beard: "They are enough. Come, find a place, and we will set up a tent. " "What's there to be happy about? Sanba suffers, and our threshing team has no good fruit to eat." Zhang Bi still didn't figure out what grandpa wanted to do. Grandpa smiled mysteriously: "Your heart is no longer in the threshing team, so naturally you don't know what I want to do. Grandson, I know that you will not lose here, and you will leave sooner or later. I still have something left for you."

"Alright, I don't care, it's enough for you to live in good health and harm you for thousands of years." Zhang Zu curled his lips, and got out of the car with the oilcloth and brackets on the back of the car. Under the command of the arrogant Sanwa, all the people in the threshing team set up tents in order.As the handlebar head this time, Grandpa Six's tent is naturally in the center.But Lu Yu was pushed out to the outer circle intentionally or unintentionally. Grandpa didn't say much. After Lu Yu set up the tent, he wandered to Han's Village alone. Zhang Bi took a novel and read it in the tent. Grandpa didn't come back until a long time after dinner.His mouth was full of alcohol, and when he returned to the tent, he was a little worried.

"What's the matter, grandpa?" Lu Yu asked. "It's nothing, go to bed early." Grandpa fell asleep on the bed without washing his face or rinsing his mouth.Zhang Zu sighed, turned off the light and fell asleep.I have to work tomorrow morning, and going to bed early is the best way to maintain my strength. The night filled the entire tent, and from time to time, there were many unknown insects, insects, birds and nocturnal animals making strange sounds in the distance. I don't know how long it took, when Zhang Zu was in a daze, he heard his grandfather pushing him.Ask softly: "Grandson, are you asleep?"

"I just fell asleep, and you woke me up." Zhang Zu complained. Grandpa was dumbfounded for a long time, then looked at the dark tent roof, and said in a hoarse voice: "The village chief surnamed Zhang has a problem." "Grandpa, you are always suspicious. I think this business is very good, and everyone gets a lot." Lu Yu didn't think so. "You don't understand." Grandpa sighed: "There are also many weird places in Kunshan. Do you know the Golden Summit in Kunshan?" "Of course I know, but the tickets are too expensive, and you don't give me much pocket money. I'm studying in Chengdu, so I didn't dare to go." Lu Yu complained, he yawned, a little sleepy.

"Your grandfather, I have been traveling north and south for more than half a century, and I haven't seen anything. There is a magical legend widely circulated in Kunshan. It's very interesting!" Grandpa said to himself, regardless of whether his grandson wanted to hear it or not. "Damn it, I'm going to tell a story again." Reluctantly, Zhang Zu half propped up his body and tried to sneak away by urinating, but was grabbed by his grandfather. "Kunshan stretches for more than 100 kilometers, with countless hills and mountains. Now it is a world-famous tourist attraction, but as early as the ancient times before it became a scenic spot, there was a legend that I don't know whether it is true or not. Until it became a scenic spot in modern times, there are also There are many mysteries. It is said that among the hustle and bustle of tourists, someone occasionally sees some strange things through the layers of clouds on the top of the Thousand Buddhas. It seems to be an old tomb shaped like money with a ghost face."

"Grandpa, you like to scare me with unofficial rural histories and tomb robbery adventures." Zhang Bi shook his head, planning to save enough money to leave the threshing team as soon as possible, and go to the big city to find job opportunities. Grandpa also laughed and said, "I'm not just talking casually." "Sleepy." Zhang Zu perfunctory, went out of the tent to pee and continued to roll back to sleep in a daze. And grandpa's eyes were really bright, and he kept staring at the ceiling of the tent in a daze. After a long time, he turned over and looked at the sleeping Lu Yu in a daze, and murmured in a low voice: "Zhang'er, your parents entered a small village because of the threshing team, and something strange happened while harvesting the crops. I just died. Even if the threshing team is cut off in my hands, I can’t let you do this job with no future and rushing around. Alas, this Hanjiazhuang is so weird. It reminds me of killing your father again Damn that village..."

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Sanwa woke everyone up by knocking on the basin.After breakfast, Village Chief Zhang brought a very gentle-looking young man over.This young man was in his twenties, about the same age as Sanwa and Lu Yu. The village head pointed to the young man: "This is the person in charge of the big company that bought the entire hill in our Hanjiazhuang. His surname is Liu, and he is Professor Liu Xiaowei. Just call him Professor Liu..." "Wait!" At this point in the story, I suddenly interrupted Zhang Chu, "Are you sure his name is Liu Xiaowei!" "Very, very sure, I won't forget that bastard's name even after I die." Zhang Zu gritted his teeth, as if he had a deep hatred for the young professor. My eyes flickered a few times.Liu Xiaowei!Professor Wald had mentioned this name before, and it is said that he was officially playing himself.That's it, that's it.It seems that things really started planning five years ago. What exactly does Liu Xiaowei's forces want to find in that black land? I lost my memory and Zhang Chu continued to tell. The guy curled his lips and started talking about the horror that happened to his family's threshing team again. "Professor Liu will check the land reclamation situation of the threshing team. The professor is a man of great learning, elegant, and easy to talk to. If you have any problems or difficulties, you can go to him." Village head Zhang said with a smile, in a very good mood Yes, it seems to have benefited a lot from this acquisition. "Hi Mr. Liu, hee hee." Before grandpa could speak, Sanwa had already run forward humbly, and firmly held Mr. Liu's hand: "I am the person in charge of this wasteland reclamation project, and your business is my responsibility." If you have anything to do, try your best to order it, and please take care of it when you have business in the future." Mr. Liu remained expressionless and did not speak.Sanwa was a little embarrassed, and after shaking her hands a few times, she looked at Village Chief Zhang with a smirk: "Village Chief, should you take us to the mountain where we are going to open up wasteland?" "Soon, right away." The village chief looked at Mr. Liu, saw him nod, and then said, "Let's go, let's go. The mountain is a short distance from the village. Recently, the villagers have been mobilized to build a simple road. The chassis of your car They are all high, so they should have been fine in the past." Under the leadership of the village chief, a whole convoy headed for the dirt road east of Hanjiazhuang. The dirt road was curved and difficult to walk. It took more than half an hour to reach the ground. Zhang Zu and his grandfather looked over from the threshing cart. The mountain was in the shape of a bun, with a gentle slope and a small area.The difficulty of opening up wasteland is not high, with machinery and manpower, if it goes well, it can be done in three days.There is still a reason for Sanwa's popularity in the threshing team. He, a temporary handlebar with a wooden handle, first ran up the mountain to check the terrain and vegetation.After all, although the threshing team went to various places to thresh grain, they also had a lot of experience helping people open up wasteland during the slack season.The blades used for land reclamation and threshing are different, and there are strict requirements on the vegetation condition of the wasteland. Where there are big trees, it is impossible to open up wasteland.However, this mountain that looks like a steamed stuffed bun is obviously a type that is easy to open up wasteland, and the largest vegetation on the mountain is nothing more than fragile shrubs that are half the height of a person.The strangest thing is that only this mountain has no obvious trees, and even the weeds seem malnourished. And in the mountains not far away, no matter how poor the soil quality is, the trees are very strong. Grandpa also came to the foot of the mountain, grabbed a handful of hair and put it under his eyelids, looked at it, and smelled it with his nose, and couldn't help frowning. Zhang Zu blinked and asked, "Grandpa, you're making funny faces again." "It's weird, it's so weird." The wrinkles on Grandpa's face were almost crinkled together: "This mountain is full of good black soil, but no big trees can grow, and even the grass is the cheapest soil. Grass." "It may be that the alkalinity in the soil is too strong, and the plants cannot grow." Zhang Zu tried to explain with the knowledge he learned in college. "I don't see it right." Grandpa shook his head: "And the soil around Hanjiazhuang is red mud, only this mountain is black. It seems that the soil of the whole mountain was transported from the Chengdu Plain more than a hundred miles away. came." "How is it possible, who would spend so much manpower and material resources to transport Tuba to this poor country, it's almost full of food." Lu Yu didn't think so. "Didn't some powerful people in ancient times have enough to do to support themselves?" Grandpa sprinkled the soil in his hand into the air, and when the wind blew, the black soil in his hand fluttered and fell to the ground. The soil fell on the soil pole grass, and when it was irradiated by the dazzling eyes, it actually reflected a strange black luster. Professor Liu gestured with the village head, and then took out a compass-shaped thing to measure around.He looked at the mountain with serious eyes, and he was very serious, afraid that he would make a wrong measurement by one centimeter. Grandpa watched him secretly and didn't speak for a whole day.The threshing team set up the tent under the mountain bag. Sanwa relayed the request from the village chief, then looked at Grandpa and signaled him to give an order. The deposit has been collected, and the business must go on, otherwise the reputation of this business will be ruined.Grandpa sighed helplessly, and shouted to everyone: "I will start the machine tomorrow and prepare to harvest." He knocked on the dry pipe, and went back to the tent without eating.Zhang Bi put a box of meals on the threshing cart used as the kitchen, and brought it in for his grandfather. I saw grandpa sitting on the bed, flipping through an old yellowed book. "What is this?" he asked curiously.Lu Yu has read this book countless times since he was a child, but every time he asked, his grandfather didn't answer. This time was no exception. Grandpa put it away and watched the fiery red sunset gradually burning in the sky, without saying a word. At that night, a dense mist, like the yellow phlegm of an old man, diffused somewhere near Hanjiazhuang... At some point, a layer of yellow mist lingered around Baozi Mountain.The thin layer of fog is hard to see clearly with the naked eye, coupled with the cover of night, it is even more unnoticeable. The fog crossed the mountain bag and turned into the tent at the foot of the mountain, covering everyone. In the tent, Grandpa didn't fall asleep all night. He tossed and turned, causing Zhang Zu, who was already a heavy sleeper, to lose sleep. "Grandpa, can't you stop for a while?" Zhang Zu scratched his head and propped up his upper body from the plank bed, dissatisfied.He opened the mosquito net and looked at the world outside the tent. It was already late, except for the bright moon barely illuminating the outside world.The Baozi Mountain not far away is hazy, like a veil covered with fog. It is clearly close at hand, but it is hard to see clearly no matter what. This makes everything on the mountain even more mysterious. "Zi'er, I wandered around the village yesterday and asked about it. But I have to say something, and you are going to say that I am old stubborn and old feudal." Grandpa kept sighing. Zhang Zu muttered: "Speak, I won't be able to sleep all night if you don't finish your old talk." Grandpa stroked his beard: "Do you know what the locals call the Baozi Mountain that Village Chief Zhang asked us to open?"