Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids-Chapter 194: A Small Token of Gratitude

Saturday, the weather was clear and the temperature was just right.

It had been a long time since Mo Jingchun had returned to the old home, coupled with the feeling that Candy lacked playmates, so in the morning, he drove with Candy back to the old home.

The key to the old home was kept at Uncle’s house all year round.

After returning to the old home, Candy started playing with the children in the bay and didn’t want to leave.

With no other choice, Mo Jingchun told Auntie that he would come back later to pick Candy up.

"Candy, brother will come to pick you up later."

Candy, already engrossed in playing with mud, nodded without looking back.

"Got it, brother."

Mo Jingchun parked the car at Uncle’s house and handed him a carton of cigarettes from the car.

"Uncle, I’ve come for the key."

Mo Changyou accepted the cigarettes after a moment of courtesy.

He casually took out a cigarette but then put it back, remembering Mo Jingchun doesn’t smoke.

"I knew you’d come back today, so I’ve kept the key in my pocket."

After chatting with Uncle in the yard for a while, Mo Jingchun drove back.

Just like the past two years when he returned for the New Year, there were hardly any weeds along the road home.

But when Mo Jingchun opened the door, he was surprised.

It didn’t look like a place uninhabited for a long time, covered in dust.

Mo Jingchun chuckled bitterly, no guessing needed, Uncle had cleaned it again.

"I was planning to clean up, but it seems I don’t need to."

With cleaning and being called for lunch, Mo Jingchun felt a little embarrassed.

Before noon, Uncle called to say lunch was ready and invited Mo Jingchun to eat.

Mo Jingchun closed the door and went to the bay to pick Candy up for lunch.

Walking on the village road, which was washed by the rain and full of cracks and potholes, Mo Jingchun thought as he walked.

Seeing a large puddle, Mo Jingchun decided they should redo these cement roads and replace them with asphalt roads.

Not for any other reason except when he went to university, every household contributed a lot of money.

Though now, in Mo Jingchun’s eyes, this money might be just a small amount.

But two years ago, before stepping into Jing University’s gates, it was considerable, especially for a normally developing village.

In Mo Jingchun’s impression, apart from those working outside, the villagers like his uncle could only earn some money through renovation work at home.

Besides that, during the spring every year, they could earn money by picking tea leaves.

Working from dawn to dusk under the sun, they might not even make ten thousand in two months.

If the market was good, they could earn slightly over ten thousand.

When Mo Jingchun arrived at Aunt’s house, he thought Candy might still be playing with mud.

But she wasn’t!

"Guoguo, what are you guys doing?"

Mo Jingchun went in to see Candy, clothes covered in dirt, picking wild chrysanthemums in the grass with her little friends.

One by one, her small hands couldn’t hold any more.

Looking back at her brother, Candy raised her hands proudly:

"Brother, look, Guoguo picked a lot of flowers."

Mo Jingchun reached out to wipe the dried mud off Candy’s face and asked:

"Guoguo and Xiang’Er are really amazing."

Praised, Xiang’Er wiped her nose, revealing two dimples with a smile.

"Brother, shall we give all the flowers to mom?"

Mo Jingchun paused, his emotions mixed.

Taking the wild chrysanthemums, whose leaves were already soft from Candy’s grip, Mo Jingchun smiled as he patted Candy’s hair, picked her up, and replied:

"Okay, after lunch, brother will go with Guoguo."

"Okay."

Candy hooked her arm around her brother’s neck and waved at Xiang’Er, smiling:

"Xiang’Er, come find you again in the afternoon, Guoguo needs to go back for lunch now."

Xiang’Er seemed a bit scared of Mo Jingchun, whom she rarely saw, and only nodded with a smile.

At the dining table, Mo Jingchun spoke to Uncle, sipping his drink:

"Uncle, I saw the cement roads in the village are broken, and I think we should dig them up and pave asphalt roads."

Taking a sip of his drink, Mo Changyou blushed from the alcohol.

After coughing for a while, Mo Changyou caught his breath and said:

"Fixing roads costs a lot of money, it’s not necessary to spend it like that, it’s not needed, it’s not needed."

"In a few years, the town should pay for the road repairs."

Repairs won’t change the deteriorating road conditions.

"Uncle, it’s only about three kilometers from the town to us, it won’t cost much."

"I’ve checked, paving asphalt costs less than two hundred per square meter."

"From the town to us, it’s just a few million."

"When my family had some matters a couple of years ago, the neighbors helped a lot, and fixing the roads is also a way to accumulate blessings for Candy, it’s worth it."

Mo Changyou thought about it and couldn’t find a reason to oppose his nephew’s idea.

But fixing the roads was good too; after all, everyone helped the nephew back then.

Now, the nephew was well-off, and though there were no rumors now, who knows in the future?

If the village roads were fixed, there wouldn’t be much to say.

"Uncle, I’ve made up my mind, the roadbed won’t be widened. I don’t like trouble, and I don’t want minor issues to make everyone unhappy, that’s not my intention."

"Similarly, the route remains the same. If families want the asphalt road extended to their homes, it can be done, but they must pave their own roadbeds."

After thinking for a moment, Mo Jingchun said:

"So, Uncle, "

"In the evening, could you invite the concerned households to your place? Let’s all sit together. Discuss."

"Once we reach an agreement, I’ll call the secretary to contact the town and the contractors, and have the project contracted out."

After taking a sip of his drink, Mo Changyou thought for a moment and nodded.

"Alright, I’ll help you with this road matter, I’ll gladly do it."

After eating, Mo Changyou left, and though he drank and his face was red, he was completely sober.

And after lunch, Mo Jingchun took Candy back to fetch some paper and went to the back mountain together.

It was still the same grave mound, still no headstone, but compared to two years ago, now it had a stone embankment.

There was also a square meter of cement ground specifically for burning paper.

Mo Jingchun kneeled and burned paper, while Candy squatted and arranged the chrysanthemums neatly before the grave.

Once the flowers were set, Candy saw her brother bowing and mimicked him, also bowing.

Watching the ash drift into the sky with the wind, Mo Jingchun lifted Candy.

"Let’s go, we’re heading back."

Only Mo Jingchun knew who those words were for.

"Okay." Candy nodded.

"Mama, Guoguo and brother are going back."