Super resource tycoon

When Wu Jun drove a Mercedes-Benz GLS into Xiaowuzhuang, it was just over ten in the morning.

Dilapidated villages, bumpy dirt roads, and corn stalks harvested this year are piled on the roadside.

Several urchins holding straws as weapons, laughing and playing around, run around.

From the modern, busy metropolis back to the countryside, it feels like a journey back decades ago.

Xiaowuzhuang is farther from the county seat than Yangjiagou where Wu Jun went yesterday, and the location is even more remote.

Xiao Wuzhuang does not have its own collective industry, there are no gifts during the holidays, and there will be no dividends at the end of the year.

The young people in the village are all the lives of going out to work, leaving some empty-nest elderly and left-behind children.

It is a typical poor mountain village.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu were lucky. Although their family was a little poor when they were young, Wu Guangqiang and Ma Dongmei were with them.

The family's life is a bit difficult, but they are happy in it, and have fun in the pain.

Now think about the scene of getting along with his parents day and night when he was a child, Wu Jun still feels warm.

Parents spend a few years with their children before they go to kindergarten.

I have missed the past few years, waiting for the children to enter the kindergarten, and then want to go to company, it is too late, no chance.

At elementary school, middle school, high school, and university, as the children get older, there are fewer opportunities to meet.

When you are off work, he is at school, and when he is on vacation, you are at work, so it is difficult to be right together.

Looking at the appearance of the village that hasn't changed much in decades, Wu Jun feels a lot of emotion. He is now returning to his hometown, right?

"Whose relative is this lavish? I know this car costs more than one million."

"Huh? More than one million! With this money, I bought a suite for the two boys in the county town!"

"Where is driving? This is driving a house, buying a small car for five to sixty-five thousand yuan, and driving it. The wind can't blow and the rain can't be rained on. It costs millions to buy a car. The forehead was caught by the door."

"You know what a shit, people who are rich spend millions of dollars, just like you spend a few dollars, do you feel distressed if you spend a few dollars?"

"Yes, why not..."

Several old men at the entrance of the village saw Wu Jun rushing into the village, smoking dry cigarettes.

Someone said uncertainly: "I see the young man driving a little familiar, like Wu Guangqiang and his family."

Someone asked: "Big or small?"

The man said, "I was hit by a tree a while ago, Xiao Guangqiang."

"Then you must be dazzled."

"Xiao Guangqiang's family has something so serious. The kid in his family is one of the first two big boys. They borrowed money and stabbed a lot of holes. How could it be his kid."

"Isn't it? A lot of Xiao Guangqiang's brothers and sisters from his wife's natal family are required to help. It is estimated that they have been buried in the ancestral grave by now."

"I was probably wrong. I should go to the big set to buy a pair of reading glasses and wear them."

A bunch of little old men didn't even dare to think about it. The Wu family boy who had been a messenger and borrowed everywhere would drive millions of luxury cars.

The streets in the village are narrow. Wu Jun parked his car in the small square built in the past two years and pushed the door to get off.

Two middle-aged women with their grandchildren basking in the sun on the square saw Wu Jun getting out of the car and stared.

In modern society, the information is advanced, and even the backward villages also have TVs and mobile phones.

Those who don’t know cars know that Da Ben is very expensive, and most people can’t afford it.

"Aunt Li, Aunt Wang, are you resting?" Wu Jun pressed the car key, locked the car, and greeted the two middle-aged women.

Aunt Li and Aunt Wang are the neighbors of Wu Jun's family. They have been together for decades and have been in a good relationship. There has been no dispute or blushing.

For Wu Guangqiang's first operation fee at the county hospital, the two neighbors also asked Wu Guangkun to bring some money. Although it was not much, the family only had 100 yuan, but they had good intentions.

"You are, you are Xiaojun?" Li Juhua looked at Wu Jun up and down for a long time without getting the person right.

"Yes, it's Xiaojun?" Wang Xiuzhi also looked and looked at it, but was not sure.

Before going to middle school, I saw each other every day. When Wu Jun and Ma Siyu were in junior high school, they began to live in school. They came back once a month. There were few opportunities to meet their parents, not to mention the neighbors.

In high school, college, there are fewer opportunities to meet.

After graduation and work, there are only a few meetings left in the two days of the New Year.

During this period of time, Wu Jun's career has flourished. From a small supermarket owner to a big company boss, from a millionaire to a billionaire, his temperament has changed a lot.

Even Ma Dongmei, who is a real mother, feels that her son is not the same as before. It feels like she has changed her son, let alone the neighbors.

"The two of you who have watched me grow up since childhood, don't you recognize them?" Wu Jun smiled and joked with them.

"Yes, yes, it must be Xiaojun," Li Juhua said with a smile, "it is the same as his dad when he smiles. It can't be wrong."

Wang Xiuzhi also recognized Wu Jun, and said with a look of concern: "Xiaojun, how is your father now? Has the operation been done?"

"Thank you Aunt Wang for missing me." Wu Jun said with a smile, "My dad is fine now. The operation was successful and he will be discharged soon, and he will be able to play chess with Uncle Wang again."

"Good people have good rewards, that's good, that's good."

"When will you leave the hospital and return to the village?"

"It's coming, it's coming."

Faced with Li Juhua and Wang Xiuzhi's concern, Wu Jun patiently chatted with them for more than ten minutes.

This time when he came back in a hurry, Wu Jun didn't bring any gifts. He thought that there were a few Su Yan in the trunk, so he took out one and gave one to the masters to smoke.

"How embarrassing..." The two declined, but they could only accept it.

As for the 100 yuan that the two families entrusted Wu Guangkun to bring to the county hospital, it was the two people’s wish. Although Wu Jun is not short of money now, he did not explicitly say to pay it back. This affection is not 100 yuan child.

When Wu Jun saw the exercise equipment in the small square, where two four- or five-year-old children were playing, he greeted the two children to come over, one of them stuffed 1,000 yuan for them to buy toys.

"Xiaojun, this is too much, too much, they are still children, where will it cost you money, take it back and buy some tonics for your dad."

"Yes, Xiaojun, the child is still young and doesn't cost money, so put it away quickly."

Li Juhua and Wang Xiuzhi were frightened by Wu Jun's generosity.

During the Chinese New Year, the two gave only 10 yuan to their grandchildren.

At this moment, Wu Jun, who is neither new nor feast, who is neither close to relatives nor deceased, gave two children 1,000 yuan each.

Wu Jun said: "Children don't know how to spend, so Aunt Li and Aunt Wang will save them for them first. When they grow up, there will be more places to spend money."

Seeing that Wu Jun was not polite and insisted on giving it, the two asked their grandchildren to say thank you to Wu Jun.

"Thank you Uncle Xiaojun."

"Thank you Uncle Xiaojun."

The two little children thanked them in a crisp manner.