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Chapter 257 Sin 17

In early spring, everything revives and the earth warms up. An autumn and a winter pass, and many people should go out to work, but in Suyun Village, the water town of Jiangnan, it is a fog of sorrow.

It was originally a relatively wealthy village, but after countless outflows, there were no more people in the village, and transportation was not convenient, and life seemed to be unsatisfied.

No one cares about the village in the wilderness.

Villages close to cities become towns, new districts, and then demolished.

This strange location that is not relied on anywhere has become so devastated. There are only a dozen elderly households in the village. Others have either made a fortune or moved out of their family. The elderly have passed away, and there are not many families left.

Unlike other villages, there is no possibility of demolition here at all, it is a completely pit.

After the Chinese New Year, everyone has returned. Among the crowd, Zhang Wenzuo seemed to be the most hesitant. He is already in his thirties. He does not have his own house in the city and his wife in his hometown. According to the current situation, it is estimated that the same will be true in ten years and twenty years later. The speed of making money will never be as fast as housing prices, and even the down payment cannot be collected.

There is no financial leverage at all, and now he is left with only trouble.

Poor, my ancestors have been rich for eight lifetimes, but they are in trouble in recent decades, and they have lost all their bullshits.

Sitting at the entrance of the village, there are a group of young people in their thirties.

They don’t wear any good clothes. They usually work at various construction sites, and their salary is not small. However, after going to eat and live, if you want to buy a house, just dream. Everyone saves 30,000 to 50,000 yuan a year. If it was ten years ago, there would be no problem in buying a house.

But now it’s nonsense. You can buy houses and land in this mountain village.

Everything is OK, but you just can't afford it again. There are homesteads, but no one comes back. The transportation costs of high mountains and far waters have already reached the sky, not to mention other costs. There are no new houses here, and there is no place to settle down.

The village chief of the village passed by the village head in a deep temper. He looked at the remaining young men in the village head and finally gritted his teeth.

"Go out even if you work hard, go out even if you make money, don't come back." The old village chief stood in front of them and said meaningfully.

He bent down tiredly and his body was hunched over.

He no longer had the energy he was as young as he was. He was still watching the legend of others starting a business, wanting to turn the village into a wealthy village.

But there is one thing he didn't expect, the geographical location is so important.

The richest man in Hong Kong once said, what is the most important thing in a house?

Location, location, or location.

The location of their village is too bad. It is far away from the city, the land is barren, and there is no value for construction roads. Not to mention development in their village, even life is a problem. Self-sufficiency is enough. If you want to make money, dream.

They have been taking the poor villages for more than ten years, but they have not improved.

Everyone comes with a headache, after all, there is nothing, and now there is no one.

There are only a few old men and ladies left, what else can I do?

A group of slightly younger men were sitting here, frowning.

They also know that they will continue to stay in the village, let alone marrying a wife, living is a problem.

"I want me to tell you, let's go out and try my best and try my best. Let's do it once." They gritted their teeth and looked at each other.

Everyone was a little scared.

Zhang Wenzuo's words just now scared them.

They thought of the traditions in the village, a tradition that has been used for hundreds of years and left behind for decades.

Put your head.

In their inheritance, when the blame is no longer possible, when the last time of depression, when the end must strive.

When they are about to starve to death if they don’t fight to the death, this mechanism is always used in their village.

When I couldn't bear it in the end, all the middle-aged men in the village took all the money from their families and went to the village to draw lots.

Ten years of coolie, ten years of selfless dedication, just one head.

Those who are elected and then draw lots and become the leader are not allowed to get married, marry, or have children. They must devote all their energy to making money and finding a way out for everyone during the ten years, until the ten-year period is over or in the middle, everyone is already rich.

Only then can they get married and have children.

At the beginning of the struggle, everyone is not allowed to take a penny and take care of their food. They should work hard when working and be loyal when doing business.

At this time, everyone in the village was the same person, and everyone was making money for the first person.

When he opened up the situation, made money, and had social relations and status, he had to give back to every villager and helped them to buy their own business. Whether in the upstream or downstream industries, everyone must be qualified to marry, have children and buy a house, and achieve the basic goals of society at that time.

Then, everyone formed a business whole and continued to do it.

This is the last and final method. The whole village cannot survive because they do this because they don’t know if the recommended top candidate can withstand it in ten years.

But now.

If you can't stand it, you have to resist. A group of men are about to beat bachelors for the rest of their lives. They are so fucked and have no one in the village. They are worse than wild dogs now, and that person will also turn into a hungry wolf.

After all, from ancient times to the present, they walked out of the village with red eyes and generally did not have much capital, so they must be like jackals.

At the oldest time, they even went down the mountain and left the village with only one day's dry food and a knife.

The knife bought by the whole family is a transaction that can be done by licking blood from the knife.

People who are poor and crazy are crazy.

At this time, a group of people had already surrounded them, and there was a sign in the middle.

"Does everyone agree to choose a leader? If you don't agree, you should quit quickly. This is not a joke. We are all over forty in ten years, and we are not young people anymore." They are also in great pain.

This kind of thing is done by young people. The men in their thirties are forced to fight to the death. From ancient times to the present, there has not been such a situation in their village.

"Our Hao brothers have done it. If this continues, we will really lose everything. Our family is still absent from their descendants. Anyway, we don't take the lead. We just hope to find a wife in a few years." said the two strong men.

They usually carry bricks on construction sites and get jobs from decoration companies. They usually earn a lot of money, and they can also have a lot of rent, food and accommodation when they go to the house, but want to buy a house?

I'm delusional.

Others who do not run for election will also take a step back, and those who think they are incompetent will also take a step back. Those who have more than three people voted to vote and did not run for election will also take a step back.

In the end, only two people stood in the middle of the crowd.

One of them is Zhang Wenzuo and the other is Zheng Liang.
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