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It rained heavily last night, and the newly built road was already full of mud, stretching out like a snake with no end in sight.There is a cliff on one side, and a steep cliff on the other, and I don’t know how many bends and twists and turns, and it finally comes to an end.

The black Maybach was already covered with mud, and the four wheels were muddy, making this inexpensive car look like an ordinary car.

The car drove all the way and entered the village. Liang Jiansheng leaned on the spacious back seat and squinted his eyes. The winding mountain road gave him a headache, and he frowned deeply.

The road was just repaired two years ago, and it was more difficult to walk before. The dirt road and rocks made it impossible for cars to drive in. Even if they did, most of the cars would have to be scrapped.If it weren't for the newly built road, Liang Jiansheng would not be willing to drive his new car back.

By the way, who built this road?It was Liang Jiansheng who invested [-] million yuan in Xiu the year before last.

The driver didn't drive fast, passed through the village and stopped at Liang's old house, "Mr. Liang, we're here."

Liang Jiansheng opened his eyes and got out of the car.The sky is still gray, and the rain will not fall, which makes people uncomfortable.Fortunately, it is in the mountains, not as muggy as in the city, and the wind is still refreshing. If it were not the weather in early August, it would probably kill people.

The Liang family's old house is very old. It was built by Liang Jiansheng's great-grandfather. Liang Jiansheng once repaired it when he was a child, but no one lived in the house, and it fell into disrepair very quickly.

Liang Jiansheng came back to worship his ancestors.Speaking of being unfilial, ancestor worship should have come every year, but he has often been abroad in the past few years, and it was time-consuming and laborious to return. Liang Jiansheng only came back twice in seven years.

Hearing the sound of the engine, the old butler came out to meet him.The old housekeeper used to live with Liang Jian's father, and also watched Liang Jian grow up, so he was very close to him.

"Master." He still called him that way for decades, "The house is packed, you can take a rest first, have a sip of tea before going to the ancestral hall."

His temples were already gray, and he had worked in the Liang family all his life. When Liang Jiansheng saw him, he couldn't help thinking of his deceased father, "You don't have to be so polite."

When he walked in, the house was already covered with thick cobwebs, but the bed was very tidy, and the old housekeeper came to tidy it up in advance, "I don't stay at night, I leave after I go to the ancestral hall."

"In such a hurry?" The old butler had already hunched his back, "It is said that there will be heavy rain in a while, and I am afraid that the mountain road will be difficult to walk. You should rest for a night before leaving."

Liang Jiansheng didn't speak, and looked at the old house.This house is in the deep mountains, and it can't be sold for much, and no one in the valley is willing to buy it. The Liang family's ancestors were born here for generations, so they haven't been sold.Liang Jiansheng’s grandfather was the first to walk out of the mountains. During the Republic of China, he made contributions to the revolution and got a job as an official. His father settled in the city after making a fortune in the early years and rarely came back, but the Liang family still has a lot of love here deep affection.

Liang Jiansheng was born in a big city, so he doesn't have much affection for this place, and he doesn't come back often.But the Liang family ancestral hall is here, so he still followed his father's will and buried his old man on the back mountain.

The old housekeeper brought him tea, "Young master, he..."

Liang Jiansheng drank the tea. The tea was bitter and had a musty smell. He didn't know how long it had been left, "Brother is still the same."

The old butler sighed and didn't speak again.

The Liang family has two sons, Liang Chongjiang and Liang Jiansheng. Liang Jiansheng studied abroad in his early years and was ignorant. He only learned crooked things, and his private life was also very chaotic.The position of head of the Liang family was originally intended for the eldest son Liang Chongjiang. Liang Chongjiang was steady and shrewd, so he was obviously more suitable for this position. It's just a pity that he had a car accident ten years ago, and he has not woken up since he fell asleep.

Afterwards, Liang Jiansheng returned to China to pick up this hot potato.This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that his elder brother was only [-] when the accident happened, he was just engaged and had no heirs yet, so this task naturally fell on Liang Jiansheng.

Just thinking about it gave him a headache.

"Is the old lady in good health recently?" the housekeeper asked again.

Liang Jiansheng nodded, bit a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it, "It's all right! Two days ago, she was urging me to find a grandson for her old man to go back home."

The old housekeeper smiled kindly, "It's time for you to start a family, I wonder if I can still see you get married before I die!"

Liang Jiansheng didn't speak, but the old housekeeper continued to mock himself, "I'm getting old."

While talking, it really started to rain again outside.The old butler really had bad legs and feet, so Liang Jiansheng asked him to rest after standing for a while.After he left, Liang Jiansheng stood by the window, smoking the cigarette and listening to the sound of rain falling from the old house.

The cloudy and endless rain fell from the piled bricks and tiles, dripped on the stone slab in front of the window, and splashed a few sprays.

It had been raining for more than an hour, and there was a commotion in the yard first.The sound of footsteps and raindrops came into the house.

"Go in in a while... Speak carefully, do you hear me... I'll let you talk... This person can't be offended..."

Liang Jiansheng squinted his eyes and looked out, but before he saw anything, he heard someone knock on the door.

The door was unlocked, half-closed, and opened with a light push.An old man led a boy in.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, his skin was dark and dry, his skin was skinny, and his bones were covered with skin. When he came in, he stepped forward to shake Liang Jiansheng's hand flatteringly.

"This is..." Liang Jiansheng didn't know this person, and silently put his hand back into his pocket.

The old man was giggling, holding something in his hand and about to stuff it into Liang Jiansheng's hand, "Mr. Liang?...The child just came back from the field on a three-wheeler and accidentally scratched your car...This is a little compensation ..."

He didn't speak very sharply, he spoke a dialect in the mountains, and Liang Jiansheng could only make out a rough idea, and then he saw clearly that the other party was holding a stack of banknotes: a tattered old version of 100 yuan, a few fifty yuan Yes, there are still [-] pieces with missing corners, pasted with transparent tape, and there are still [-] cents!

"You must keep this money. The child was careless. I have already scolded him!" The other party's attitude was sincere, "That car is quite expensive, and this... If it is not enough, I will go back and collect it."

The boy behind him lowered his head and said nothing, he was rather handsome, his long eyelashes fluttered, as if he was guilty.It stands to reason that a child his age should like to run around and be dark since he was a child, but this one in front of him is not. It is white and tender, probably because it rains and does not see sunshine all the year round in the village.

The boy was wearing a short jacket, his shoes were still stained with mud, and his jeans were old and white, with half of his fair ankles exposed.

"Your grandson?" Liang Jiansheng asked the old man, nodding his chin, without taking the money.

The old man put it on the table beside him and smiled flatteringly.I don't know if it's because Liang Jiansheng has watched too many people these years. Not only did he not make people feel close to him when he smiled, but he was a little uncomfortable, "It's my son, just like this, it hurts."

Liang Jiansheng was not without surprise, not to mention the slightest resemblance, he still looked like his grandparents.But he didn't say anything, he wasn't interested in meddling in other people's family affairs.

"Are you still in high school?" Liang Jiansheng asked a few words casually. He didn't know the folks well, and he didn't intend to do so. He planned to find a reason to send the person in front of him away.

The old man didn't see his impatience, and replied honestly: "It's time for the third year of high school, but he is not allowed to study."

Liang Jiansheng took out his lighter and lit another cigarette. When he got a headache, he became addicted to cigarettes. After taking a puff, he asked casually, "What's wrong? Didn't study well?"

"It's not... this kid is hardworking, and his grades are very good! It's just..." He showed embarrassment and refused to continue.

He didn't say anything, and Liang Jiansheng didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that the rain was about to stop outside, he could vaguely hear the old housekeeper coughing in the next room. He glanced at the scattered money on the table, and looked over the old man. the boy behind him.

Hiding behind his father, he timidly raised his head to peek at Liang Jiansheng, and quickly lowered his head the moment his eyes met, his fingers twitched awkwardly at the corner of his clothes, his face blushing.

Because of the rain, his jet-black hair stuck to his fair neck, and water droplets flowed down his slender neck into the blouse.There were faint traces of bruises on the boy's arms, but the old house was dark, so they couldn't be seen clearly.

Liang Jiansheng stared at him for a long time, his half-closed eyes were vague.

The old butler outside woke up and asked the driver whose tricycle was parked outside. Hearing the voice, the old man hurried out to explain to him, and started talking in a dialect that Liang Jiansheng didn't quite understand.

After smoking half a cigarette, Liang Jiansheng extinguished it.

The boy bit his lip, hesitant to speak, looking a little cowardly.Liang Jiansheng doesn't like this kind of character very much. He has been in the mall a lot, and he doesn't like to beat around the bush. "Speak up when you have something to say."

Two seconds after the voice fell, the boy hesitated for a moment, and suddenly knelt down in front of him, "...the car, the car was accidentally drawn by me, and I will return it to you when I earn money from a part-time job... I owe you a note... ..."

He set his eyes on the scattered piles on the table, "...these, that's all we have at home, this year I don't have much harvest, I'll pay you back after working part-time...don't take their money..."

He held Liang Jiansheng's hand, his eyes were shining with light and timidity.

Liang Jiansheng didn't intend to take the money at first, whether he thought it was worth it or not, it wasn't even enough for him to eat breakfast.Car repair?The difference is a bit too much, his car can get off without a few thousand or tens of thousands of pieces of paint?

What's more, Liang Jiansheng is not short of that, and he has donated money to the village for construction in recent years.

"You get up first." Liang Jiansheng was uncomfortable being held by him. He was a fellow countryman after all. He couldn't bear such a courtesy, so he asked the boy, "What's your name?"

"Tong Jia." The boy looked back at him with his head down, "Jiaqing's Jia."

Liang Jiansheng laughed after hearing this, "You read a lot, why don't you go to school?"

Tong Jia's knees were red and scratched, and he was a little embarrassed. He didn't know where to put his hands, bit his lips and remained silent.

After a few seconds, Liang Jiansheng realized that he had hurt the child's self-esteem.In such a remote mountain village, what else could be the reason, the family can't afford it.

"How old is it?" Liang Jiansheng looked at him pitifully, and couldn't help asking a few more questions.

"Eighteen..." The boy named Tong Jia blushed and replied immediately, "It's no longer considered a child laborer!"

It's just that he is small and only looks about sixteen.

But Liang Jiansheng didn't ask this, he felt it was a pity.When he was eighteen, he was still squandering his family's money abroad, he didn't read well, and he didn't do business all day long.But the one in front of him clearly had a bright future, but it was ruined in vain.

He has also sponsored some students to build roads and schools for charity every year, but he just asked the finance minister to allocate the money and let the people under him do it. He didn't really take it seriously.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Tong Jia still didn't dare to look up at him, "I plan to go to a big city to work. They say that the salary in the big city is high... Don't worry, I won't deny it, and I will definitely pay you back when the salary is paid!"

It is a real child, "Where do you want to go?"

Tong Jia shook his head.

Not long after Liang Jiansheng came back from abroad, his mother asked him to go back home. How could he bear that kind of restraint? He bought a few houses outside and was planning to hire someone.

But the boy in front of him is still young. Although he is timid, he is also smart and responsible. He always feels that it is a pity to drop out of school like this. He handed him a business card, "If you still want to continue to study, come to me."

"You can come if you can't find a job," he added.

A gleam of light flashed in Tong Jia's dim eyes, and he took it timidly.He looked up at Liang Jiansheng, full of gratitude, but he was afraid of him, and no one was afraid of him, "...Thank you."

Liang Jiansheng thinks he's a little cute, boy, that's what makes him likable.

The conversation in the yard stopped, and footsteps approached. Liang Jiansheng glanced at the scattered cash on the table, "Take the money away."

Tong Jia wrung his fingers, stepped forward to collect the scattered money, and then looked at Liang Jiansheng and repeated it again, a little more firmly this time, "Thank you!"

They left and the rain stopped.

When Liang Jiansheng went to the ancestral hall, he saw the line on the car clearly, and it seemed like a piece of meat fell off, good guy!A scratch of more than one meter long!Like an ugly scar on the beautiful body.

He feels sorry for the car, but he can't blame the boy named Tong Jia. The roads in the village are already narrow, and there is almost no room for the spacious big car to stop at the gate. The driver was going to drive to the yard, but Liang Jiansheng thought If you leave immediately, you will be lazy.

In the middle of the afternoon, Liang Jiansheng went to visit the ancestral hall, lit incense, talked with his father and grandfather's tablet for a while, and returned before evening.

The sky was gloomy, it was getting dark quickly, and the mountain road was not easy to walk at night, so Liang Jiansheng still slept all night.

It was originally an episode, but Liang Jiansheng quickly forgot about it, but when he was leaving the next day, he saw the "scar" on the car again, and felt even more heartbroken.

The driver was even more heartbroken. He glanced at Liang Jiansheng several times. Seeing that his face was not very good, he didn't dare to say anything, and drove the car out of the village.The car was going downhill, and the driver vaguely saw a figure standing in the morning fog in the rearview mirror.But before he could see clearly, the car turned a corner and disappeared into the mountain mist.