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Home > Martial Arts > 10021Jiangcheng > Chapter 221

Chapter 221

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The next morning, the weather was cloudy. Jiang Cheng got up early and took out a Land Rover with a high chassis suitable for mountain roads. The back of the car was filled with New Year's gifts for the villagers. Jiang Cheng drove to the entrance of Shiguan Village and picked up Mu Mingcheng's family, who had already packed their things and waited there.

The five of them went straight to the highway. Today was the 21st of the twelfth lunar month of the lunar calendar. There was no 30th this year, so there were only eight days left before the New Year. There were many cars on the highway. Most of them were office workers who drove home to celebrate the New Year. There were also buses from all over the country, which were all going from the coastal areas to the mainland.

As the New Year approached, it was hard to get a train ticket. Many workers took the bus home to celebrate the New Year. Although the ticket was more than twice as expensive, for them, who worked outside all year round, it was a very happy thing to be able to go home to celebrate the New Year. This was the tradition of Chinese people.

On the southbound highway, although there were many cars on Jiang Cheng's side, at least it was not congested. However, it was different on the opposite side. The opposite side was full of cars from Guangdong, Fujian, and other places going to the mainland. There were so many cars that they couldn't drive too fast. The highway was like a busy traffic zone in the city.

Looking at so many cars stuck on the highway, Jiang Cheng couldn't help sighing. "Every year, the highway is always congested during the festival. Alas!"

Mu Han, who was sitting in the back, said, "This is because of our country's policies. Although the reform and opening up has brought development, it has also brought many disadvantages. The economic development of the coastal areas is rapid, and there are many job opportunities. People in the inland will definitely rush to those places. Isn't this how our Spring Festival Travel comes into being? Every year, at the end of the year, people who work outside will try to go home. Hundreds of millions of people go back to the inland from the coastal areas. This will definitely cause a huge traffic volume. So, it is normal for the highway to be congested at this time!"

Jiang Cheng gave him a thumbs up and praised him. "Mu Han is really knowledgeable. It's good to study. When I was young, I didn't study as hard as you guys. I was either fighting or playing all day. I basically returned everything I learned in class to the teacher!"

The people in the car couldn't help but laugh when they heard Jiang Cheng's words. After a while, Mu Mingcheng said, "Little Jiang, you're a good person. There aren't many people like you in society nowadays!"

Jiang Cheng smiled and did not say anything. In today's materialistic society, money paved the way. This was no longer something that one or two people could change. Instead, it required the guidance of the government and the awakening of the people. Now, everyone was running around for money. Even the children in school were the same. Their purpose of studying had become purely so that they could live a good life in the future. They studied so that they could earn a lot of money in the future. As for people like Premier Zhou, who studied for the rise of China, most students would just laugh it off.

Jiang Cheng couldn't do anything about it. The only people he could influence were the people around him. His ability could only allow the people around him to live a good life. It could prevent them from being bullied and looked down upon. That was all.

The atmosphere in the car was dull. If the topic continued, it would only make people more speechless. Jiang Cheng turned on the radio and listened to the broadcast. At this time, the broadcast reported that a cold air was coming south from the north. It was expected to arrive in the province this afternoon. With the cold air going south, there would be moderate to heavy snow in the province today. The broadcaster said that this was a strong convective cold air that was rarely seen in a hundred years. Please take precautions.

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but increase the accelerator under his feet. They had just left the boundary of Jiangnan City, at least a few hundred kilometers away from Shizhou, and there was a long mountain road on the way to Mushan Group. If they couldn't get there before the heavy snow, it would be difficult to walk on the mountain road. If they were not careful, the car might slip and be trapped in the mountain. At that time, it would be difficult to deal with.

However, there were too many vehicles on the highway. Jiang Cheng couldn't drive very fast even though he tried his best. He could only keep driving at a speed of 120. It was not until 1 o 'clock in the afternoon that they arrived in downtown Shizhou. When they got off the highway, the snow had already begun to fall. The clouds in the sky were extremely thick. At first glance, it was a precursor to a snowstorm. Jiang Cheng filled up the car in the city and continued on the road.

Out of the city, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. Soon, the snow was very thick, and only the outline of the road could be seen. Jiang Cheng had only passed this road once, and he almost didn't know the way. Fortunately, Mu Mingcheng's family was there. They were all very familiar with this road. Under their guidance, Jiang Cheng drove the car to the entrance of the mountain area.

When they arrived at Tianjing Village, everyone was dumbfounded. They saw that the road to the mountain had been completely covered by snow. When the villagers saw someone driving into the mountain on such a heavy snowy day, they all came to see who it was.

When they saw that it was Mu Mingcheng's family, someone immediately told him not to go into the mountain. The snow was too heavy. The snow was so thick that it would be difficult to walk if the tires of the car got into a pit. However, Mu Mingcheng disagreed. The village called and said that the old master was dying. How could they stop at the door of the house? He looked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng knew what Mu Mingcheng meant the moment he saw the look in Mu Mingcheng's eyes. Without saying a word, he took out the tools from the trunk and installed anti-skid chains on the four wheels of the Land Rover. No matter what kind of snow it was, he would still drive.

The group immediately got into the car and prepared to enter the mountain before the snow completely covered the road. However, just as Mu Mingcheng was getting into the car, a villager whispered to him, "Brother Mu, be careful. The old master's situation is not simple. Don't get involved."

Mu Mingcheng didn't know what was going on, but he had a bad premonition in his heart. Jiang Cheng also had the same feeling. He had long sensed that things weren't as simple as they seemed. The Old Master was such a strong and healthy person, so how could he suddenly fall into a critical condition? There was most likely more to this than meets the eye.

Several people went on the road with heavy hearts. The Land Rover with anti-skid chains was like walking on flat ground in the mountainous area. They were not afraid of skidding at all. Two hours later, Jiang Cheng finally drove into the Mushan Group in the depths of the mountain. As soon as the car entered the village, the villagers who heard the sound came out of their houses. When they saw Jiang Cheng and Mu Mingcheng's family getting out of the car, an uncle of the same generation as Mu Mingcheng walked up to them and said, "Nephew, you're finally here. Go and see the old master. He's dying!"

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately rushed to the old master's house. When they arrived at the old master's house, they found that the house was already full of people. Everyone was in a bad mood, and the atmosphere was very dull.

The old master was born in the 1920s of the last century. This year, he was ninety years old. When Jiang Cheng and others came to see him this summer, the old master was still very healthy. Unexpectedly, in just a few months, the old master fell ill.

When the villagers saw that it was the eldest grandson who had come last time, they were all very touched and cried to him, "Eldest grandson, you must uphold justice for Old Master. That bunch of bastards, in order to kill some tiger, they insisted that Old Master go and clear a path for them. Old Master refused to go, so they cut off the electricity in the village. They even said that when they killed the tiger, they would reconnect the village with electricity. Old Master went to the village government to look for a response from the leader, but he was scolded by the leader instead. Old Master couldn't take it anymore and fell sick the moment he came back!"

After hearing this, Jiang Cheng was shocked. He didn't expect that in this day and age, there would still be people who dared to kill the tiger. They didn't want to kill it themselves, but asked a ninety-year-old old master to do it. They were simply a group of scum.

Jiang Cheng held the old granduncle's hand and asked, "Who are they? Why did they cut your power lines and threaten me to kill the tiger? "" Cutting the power lines is a light punishment.

That group of d * mned people even came to the village to ask for money. They said that the village needed to repair the road, and every household had to pay according to the number of people. It was a thousand yuan per person. If they didn't pay, their children would have to go to school, and the young people would have to work to get their ID cards. Unless the old master went to get the tiger, otherwise, they wouldn't have to think about it in the future. The old master was so angry that he went to the village to reason with them. He wanted them to turn on the electricity in the village, but not only did they not turn on the electricity, they even scolded the old master, saying that he was an old man who didn't know what was good for him. He didn't give face to the big boss from the city. He asked him to help fight the tiger, but he didn't. After the old master returned home, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he fell ill, "the old granduncle cried.

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he was so angry that his bones cracked. He didn't expect that these so-called public servants would force an old man who was nearly a hundred years old to fight the tiger in order to curry favor with those f * cking rich people from the city. It was simply outrageous.

But now was obviously not the time to seek revenge and reason with them. There was no need to think about this kind of thing. It must be some big boss in the city who heard that there were tigers in the mountains, and his heart was itching. He wanted to get some tiger bone wine and a tiger skin to play with, so he greeted the local government and tempted them with investment.

For a poor and remote place like Tianjing Village, if someone invested in it, the village leaders would probably wake up laughing in their dreams. With investment, there would naturally be political achievements, and with political achievements, there would naturally be a promotion, allowing the future generations to jump out of this mountain hole. Therefore, these leaders ignored morality and human nature, and forced an old man who was a hundred years old to fight the tiger in the mountain. It was really f * cked up.

However, it was not the time to think about that. The most important thing now was to send the old master to the hospital. Jiang Cheng walked to the bedside and said to the two people beside him, "You two help me. Put Grandpa on my back. I'll carry him to the car. Let's go to the hospital first."

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