Chapter 615: Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moons

Those cars should be the crew of Eight Thousand Miles of Luyun and Yue.

Sun Hu on the side was still looking at Liu Lang, waiting for him to think of something, but of course Liu Lang would not say that he remembered the things in his previous life.

"Brother Sun, I don't think they're spies, they should be some film crew shooting movies!"

"The film crew, how did they get to the countryside, who would come to this place?"

"Let's go over and ask. ”

After Liu Lang finished speaking, he was about to push the car door.

"You can't go!"

Of course, Sun Hu would not let Liu Lang take risks.

"It's okay, it's okay, this is our territory, if the other party is wrong, he will definitely be caught in the vast sea of the people's war. ”

Liu Lang pushed the car door and jumped down as he spoke, and Sun Hu immediately followed to protect Liu Lang behind him.

At this time, two women came out of a family not far away, one holding a half-large iron pot, the iron pot was covered with a lid, but there was still steaming hot air coming out, and the other was holding a small iron basin, and a burst of rich aroma wafted out of the iron basin, Liu Lang smelled, well, this is the taste of sauerkraut stewed pork.

"Two fellows, whose cars do they belong to?"

Sun Hu couldn't help but say that he began to inquire about the information.

"Wow, why did we have so many cars in our Wang family's shack today, and you are also with those southerners?"

A woman asked.

"Southerners, what are they doing here?"

Wanwan people are also southerners, and it is normal for ordinary people to not be able to distinguish between them and recognize them as southerners.

"They're coming to eat! Look, it's made for them!"

The other replied.

"Eat? They actually come to the countryside to eat and drink, what a bully!"

Rural people are most concerned about food, they are facing the loess every day, in order to have a full meal, but even so, many farmers' lives are very difficult, even if there is food, there may not be non-staple food, a lean pig raised for half a year at home is likely to be a family's non-staple food for a year, now it's good, the villagers are reluctant to eat pork to entertain them, which reminds Sun Hu of the little devil during the war, is this group of Wanwan people also come to sweep?

"Are those guys trying to steal your food? Don't be afraid, I'll call the shots for you!"

Since it is a class enemy, it is not polite, Sun Hu's hand touched the pistol on his waist.

"What! They didn't rob us of our food, they bought our food, this pot of cornmeal steamed buns is five yuan, this pot of pork stewed sauerkraut is a "big unity", haha, ten yuan! That's enough to buy five catties of fat pig fat!"

The two women said with a grin.

"What?"

Sun Hu was a little puzzled when he heard this, a pot of cornmeal steamed buns was worth five yuan, not a single dollar, and a small pot of stewed pork was not worth ten yuan! Besides, there didn't seem to be a few pieces of pork in the small pot in the woman's hand, only a pig's tail was the most conspicuous.

What is the number of ways for the other party?

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, the food will be cold in a while, if you have something, go to the village chief's house to find them, or follow us!"

After saying that, the two women hurried to the front!

"Brother Sun, let's go, let's take a look!"

This time, Liu Lang confirmed the identity of the other party even more.

Sun Hu frowned, the other party's path was a little unclear, maybe he wanted to use sugar-coated shells to collect some information.

"Liu Lang, follow me!"

Sun Hu followed the two people in one step, but his hand was always on his waist, as a soldier who had been on the battlefield, killing people was too common, he was confident that he could definitely kill the other three in an instant with his marksmanship, but he also felt that this group of people should not be spies, where are the spies who drive cars with great fanfare to collect intelligence?

Soon a few people came to the cars, next to a relatively large earthen house, this kind of house is very common in the countryside, more than 20 meters long, basically the house has a seven or eight meters long through the house Kang, can accommodate eight or nine people to sleep, and this room can accommodate twenty people.

There is a low courtyard wall built outside the house, which is more than a meter high, Liu Lang can see the inside, the yard is very spacious, there is a half-open earthen shed on the far left side of the yard, and there are high firewood stacks in it, which are used for winter.

On the far right is a chicken shed, in which there are a lot of chickens squatting, and there are two wooden poles in the center, one is for drying clothes, and the clothes on it have been frozen into ice mounds, which can smash people down when they are picked up, and the other pole has bunches of withered yellow corn hanging on it.

But now, these things are not the only ones in the yard, there is a group of eight or nine-year-old children standing outside the window, looking through the window with only seven or eight pieces of glass, most of them using paper to block the wind, these children are all coming out of the frozen snot bubbles, but no one is leaving.

"Village chief, the food is ready!"

Two women shouted.

There was no one in the room to pay attention to them, because the noise was too loud, but the children immediately looked over, and this time not only did their noses bubble, but their mouths flowed like water pipes.

"Come on, big brother, let's have another drink!"

Before Liu Lang and Sun Hu entered the house, they heard an old voice from inside, but the tone was full of excitement.

"Okay, brother, today I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman!"

This sentence is also a Mandarin accent, but it has the unique tone of the Wanwan people.

"Brother Sun, it's really Wanwan people, they're here to shoot a TV series, you quickly put away the gun and be careful of misfire!"

Liu Lang confirmed at this time that the other party was the photographer of the "Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moon" in his previous life, and this group of people were all "patriotic" people, if Sun Hu "collapsed" with a gun, it would be a big trouble.

The two women walked into the house first, and then they heard the old voice: This is our pork stewed sauerkraut from the northeast, come, everyone moves chopsticks.

"Wait, Laijie, your camera gives you a close-up!"

Another voice came.

"Let's go in and have a look!"

Liu Lang and Sun Hu also pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

Push the door into the outhouse, here is the place to cook, the most important thing is the stove, the stove has two functions of cooking and heating, there is a big iron pot on the stove, the size of this pot is very large, the diameter of the pot mouth is one meter five, from the size of this pot you can see that this household must be a big family, if the pot is small to cook out of the rice is not enough to eat.

Now I don't know what was boiling in the pot, and the steaming heat was fogging the outside of the house, and in front of the stove was a woman in her fifties, who was constantly adding firewood to the stove.

The woman was stunned when she saw two strangers walking in, put down the firewood in her hand and asked, "Who are you?"

"Grandma, we're friends with those southerners!"

Liu Lang hurriedly replied.

"Friend, why don't you go in and eat! Come on, old man, there are still people who haven't eaten!"

The old woman hurriedly stood up and lifted a coarse cloth curtain and shouted to the inner room, while Sun Hu walked out of the inner room in one step, and Liu Lang followed behind.

"Why still hasn't anyone eaten?"

The people inside immediately looked over.