Chapter 214 The road that even the gods cannot open when they come to earth

Author: September Sauce

Chapter 214 The road that even the gods cannot open when they come to earth

At the same time that the Spark Team was starting the mountain-moving project, on the other side, in a small village in the southwest mountains, a "little thing" that had been going on for hundreds of years was happening as usual.

Wang Qing painted his face with a layer of natural dye mixed with pot ash, gardenia, and indigo grass, and carefully outlined the shape of a Nuo noodle.

On the side, his little nephew Wang Shu watched his movements curiously and asked:

"Manman, what are you doing?"

Wang Qing smiled and replied:

"Let's draw Nuo noodles. Tomorrow is the first day of October and we have to sacrifice to the Ox King - I'll practice first."

"What are you doing sacrificing to the Ox King?"

Wang Shu continued to ask.

His little face was full of curiosity, as if he couldn't understand at all why he, a handsome and handsome man like himself, would paint his face in such a terrible way.

Those weird patterns, the blood and fangs at the corners of the mouth, and the blood-red horns on the forehead seemed to be terrifying demons that could only be seen on TV and in little books.

Wang Qing turned around, touched Wang Shu's head with some distress, and replied:

"Sacrifice to the Ox King is to protect us from good weather in the coming year."

"Also, please keep us safe, with smooth roads and safe fields."

"Is it useful?"

Wang Shu asked reluctantly.

Wang Qing was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Is it useful?

In fact, he knows better than anyone else that this kind of folklore activity is actually just the inheritance of "folklore". It only places an expectation on the mountain people living here, and it is not even a belief.

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Can it be useful?

How is that possible!

If it were useful, the terraces in the mountains would not be frequently destroyed by landslides and mudslides, and the roads and bridges leading to the outside world would not be blocked by floods.

But the question is, besides begging for illusory "gods", what else can people here do?

Wang Qing sighed.

In fact, he is not just an ordinary villager.

His true identity is the village chief of this small village - a concurrent primary school teacher and director of the village disaster prevention office.

After graduating from college, he returned to this village called "Luojiao Village". His original intention was to rely on his own abilities to contribute to the village that raised him.

At that time, he was very high-spirited and believed that there was nothing in this world that he could not do. No matter how difficult or painful it was, as long as he was willing to work hard and was united, he could always achieve one or two achievements.

In the history of this country, are there not many people who have taken root at the grassroots level and finally led an entire village out of poverty and become rich, making great achievements?

Even if you don't have the same abilities and talents as them, if you focus on one thing, you will at least achieve some results, right?

His idea was very simple. After returning to the village, he would do two things.

The first thing is to build roads.

The second thing is to build bridges.

The road construction is to build the village road from Luojiao Village to Shuangxi County, and widen the bird path that originally surrounded the mountain wall and could only accommodate one person, at least wide enough to allow motorcycles to pass.

As for the bridge construction, a steel cable bridge will be built over Chengxi River at the entrance of the village to replace the wooden pontoon bridge that has been repaired and broken every year.

Neither of these two things sounds difficult.

After all, the geographical environment of Luojiao Village is much better than that of Shibanhe Village, which was in the news. They were able to carve a road out of the rock wall in two years. Could it be that Luojiao Village can't do it?

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It's nothing more than building mountains.

At that time, the stones excavated for road construction can be used in bridge construction, solving two problems at once.

This plan is beautiful, but the problem is that it is too beautiful to be true.

It wasn't until Wang Qing actually returned here and started organizing the villagers to build roads that he realized how naive his ideas were.

How can it be so easy to open a mountain?

Insufficient tools, steep terrain, narrow construction area, and high incidence of landslides and collapses.

After more than two years of work and concentrating the efforts of the entire village, the road was only built for a short fifty meters.

Moreover, this has not yet reached the most difficult section of the road.

Everyone was a little disappointed, and even the plan was on the verge of being abandoned, but something suddenly happened that strengthened everyone's attitude.

Wang Shu's parents unfortunately fell off a cliff while outing, and by the time someone discovered them, both of them were dead.

This incident gave everyone in the village a blow. Everyone realized that if it happened to Wang Shu's house today, it might happen to their own house tomorrow.

As long as the road is not repaired and the bridge is not erected, it will be impossible for the people who stay in the village to truly leave the village.

As a result, the villagers became more active. Even the annual Ox King Festival celebrations were simplified this year, just to save more time and build more roads during the slack time.

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This would have been a good thing.

But for Wang Qing, it is an even heavier burden.

The more positive the villagers became, the more guilty he felt.

He feels guilty that he has no ability, cannot win support from his superiors, cannot win funds, technology and equipment.

I also feel guilty about the decision to build the road itself.

Because he knew that the reason why Wang Shu's parents had to leave the village in the rain that day was to sell the few eggs and bundles of medicinal materials they had left in the family in order to exchange for some food to subsidize the family.

In fact, they didn't need to be so embarrassed.

If it were not for road construction, they would have more time to run their own small home, plant more rice, and raise more chickens and ducks.

In that case, they might be able to live in this isolated village for the rest of their lives without any worries.

It can be said that it was their own decisions that led to their tragedy.

He couldn't help but reflect, was he really right to do this?

I told them with an arrogant attitude that you should build roads, connect this place with the outside world, and see the bigger world.

But I have never really thought about whether they need the "bigger world" or not.

Thinking of this, Wang Qing couldn't help but sigh again.

Wang Shu on the side stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, then giggled and applied the paint to his own face.

He didn't know how to draw, so he just painted his face into a tabby cat. Wang Qing found it funny, so he dipped in paint and helped him draw the pattern on his face more evenly.

This time, Wang Shu completely turned into a black-faced Mr. Bao, but he didn't realize it yet.

Wang Qing finally felt better. He laughed for a while, fetched water and helped Wang Shu wash his face. Then he looked at the time and started to rush towards the ancestral hall.

Today is a regular meeting in the village committee. In addition to the arrangements for the Ox King Festival the next day, there are also plans for road construction in the near future. As the village chief, it is impossible for him not to be present.

When they arrived at the ancestral hall, the other main young adults in the village had been waiting for a long time. Wang Qing smiled apologetically, told Wang Shu to wait aside, and walked to the specially reserved seat of honor.

"Everyone, be quiet."

Wang Qing raised his hand, and the chaotic and noisy voices around him gradually became quieter. Everyone looked at him subconsciously, waiting for his speech.

Wang Qing coughed and said:

"We have a lot of things going on recently and everyone is very busy, so I won't talk too much nonsense."

"There are two main items on our agenda today."

"One is about the Ox King Festival tomorrow."

"The other one is about our plan to build roads in the future."

"Let me talk about the Ox King Festival first."

"The elders in the village know how to arrange the specific activities, so I won't interrupt."

"However, I want to emphasize one point here, that is, our festival this year will be simple. Everyone has voted and agreed before. No one will be allowed to say weird words or do weird things. Do you all know that?"

"clear!"

"Don't worry, Ah Qing, I've already said hello!"

Listening to the answers from everyone in the audience, Wang Qing nodded gratefully and continued:
To be continued...