When I got up in the morning, Zhan Honggui's family began to get busy.

Zhan Ling went to school with her schoolbag on her back, and Zhan Shishi, who had not yet gone to school, was still sleeping on the kang and did not get up.

Zhan Honggui came together in the morning to find someone to help kill the pig.

Wan Feng gave him three hundred yuan, which was enough to buy pigs, hire people to kill pigs, and smoke to help catch pigs.

Two hundred and seventy and eighty pounds of pigs, eight cents, five pounds, and more than two hundred and forty pounds, plus five pieces of pig killing, and two more pig catchers were each given two boxes of cigarettes, with 250 yuan.

The rest of the money Wanfeng asked Zhan Honggui to go to the river to buy fish, and he wanted to be good.

After the instructions were completed, Wan Feng, Han Guangjia and An Lizhi went to the village to wait for Jiang Tang and the others to arrive.

An Lizhi didn't know what Wan Feng had asked her to do here in the morning.

At about seven o'clock in the morning, a jeep followed by a military vehicle came to the head of the slow guitar village and stopped in front of Wan Feng.

Jiang Tang and the two came down from the jeep, and there was a small officer who came down together.

"I brought the soldiers of the two squads, this is the platoon leader of the team, and now I will hand it over to you. ”

After sweeping the faces of the three Wan Feng, the platoon commander who led the team actually ran directly to Han Guang's house and saluted a standard military salute, and then said: "Good chief!"

Obviously, Jiang Tang and the people at the border station told the story of Han Guang's family.

Han Guangjia couldn't cry or laugh, he was a retired chief.

Wan Feng first thanked these soldiers and then said to An Lizhi: "Sister-in-law, these people are helping your family harvest soybeans this morning, you demarcate your family's land and tell my third brother, don't make a mistake, then help in vain." Let my third brother command here, and then you can go back to your business. ”

An Lizhi looked at those energetic warriors suspiciously, and the shock in her heart was overwhelming.

How did the little Wan brothers get the army, isn't this a bit of a.

Not to mention An Lizhi's surprise, the people working in this field in the entire slow guitar village were shocked, and more than 20 soldiers from Zhan Honggui's family came to help with the work.

What kind of formation is this?

When An Lizhi and Han Guangjia brought the soldiers into the field, Wan Feng began to chatter with Jiang Tang.

"I have to use the jeep you sit on, go to the commune to buy vegetables or something, and I want to invite a few of the commune leaders over, I'm afraid I want you to come forward. ”

"This has to be old Tang, I'm not very good at. ”

Comrade Tang was not happy: "What are you talking about? Do I love?"

"The three of us talk a lot a day, who will go if you don't go to this kind of thing?"

Comrade Tang obviously agreed with Comrade Jiang's viewpoint, and instead of refuting Comrade Jiang's words, he asked Wan Feng.

"In what name did I invite them?"

"You just say that the military is going to perform a task on a slow guitar, of course, you have to say hello to the local government office or something, and you have to pretend to kill a pig and have a working meal at noon or something, so you don't have to use me to teach you everything. ”

Comrade Tang smiled dumbly: "You kid, I will still turn this upside down." ”

"Then Comrade Jiang, you first wander around, the woman just now is my landlord, and the pig was killed at his house, and it is estimated that this time it should be killed. ”

As if cooperating with Wan Feng's words, before the end of his words disappeared, the heart-rending cry of a pig sounded in the village.

An Lizhi also happened to hand over the work in the field to Han Guang's family at this time, and was walking back.

"Comrade Jiang, either you and my landlord will go to her house and wait first, or you will go to Chengshan Commune by yourself. ”

Comrade Jiang didn't pay attention to whether he followed An Lizhi home or wandered around Wanfeng, he had already gotten on the jeep and drove in the direction of Chengshan Commune.

Chengshan Commune and Xiao Li's Brigade Slow Guitar Village are about twelve or thirteen miles apart.

Because of the potholes and uneven dirt road, it took Jeep more than ten minutes to reach Thanh Son Commune.

Chengshan Commune is an east-west street, the buildings on the street are sparse, there are no buildings, and the commune government is a courtyard house more than ten meters away from the avenue.

In addition, there are supply and marketing cooperatives, multi-management offices, hospitals, schools, veterinary stations, and a few households and a small market on this street, which forms the heart of Chengshan Commune.

The jeep stopped in front of the courtyard of the Commune Government, and Comrade Tang got out of the car and walked into the courtyard of the Commune Government.

His task was to invite the secretary of the commune and the head of the police station, and Wan Feng also took special care of the officials who were in charge of the land.

Wan Feng didn't go in, he wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives and small markets to buy some goods.

But Wan Feng did not go to the supply and marketing cooperatives and the small market first, but stood at the door of the commune government with his hands behind his back, looked left and right, and finally came to a dilapidated house on the right side of the government to look at it for a long time.

The frozen house seems to have been abandoned for many years, the roof has completely collapsed, and the shelves and purlins have been demolished and burned to the fire, leaving only some broken walls.

Obviously, there was originally a family here, and it is estimated that they may have moved away, or they were building a new house somewhere else.

There is a distance of about ten meters from the house to the side of the road, and the surrounding wall is made of stone mixed with yellow mud, but it is also unrecognizable.

On the left side of the house is the government, on the right is a multi-business office more than ten meters away, and then there is a post office, and the post office extends beyond a few households.

Opposite is the middle school of Chengsan Commune, and next to the middle school is the Chengsan Central Elementary School.

There are no more buildings on the south side of the road except for these two schools.

What a nice place, why is it so deserted?

The business consciousness of the people here is so weak, and the only individual shop on this street is still on the other side of the street, only fifty meters away, almost on the edge of the place.

After seeing the terrain here, Wan Feng entered the supply and marketing cooperatives with the little soldier who was driving.

Liquor, beer, drinks, and some spices were packed into the trunk of the jeep.

Wan Feng bought a cigarette for the little soldier for more than seven yuan, and the speed at which the little soldier helped Wan Feng move things immediately sped up a lot.

The things in the supply and marketing cooperatives were almost bought, and the little driver drove the car to the small market next to the supply and marketing cooperatives.

There are about a dozen people setting up stalls in the small market, and there is not a single customer, all of them are chatting with their arms in their arms.

There are really no vegetables to buy in the small market this season, except for fungus mushrooms, radish and cabbage, and then fish from the Longjiang River.

There are fish hunters in the fish slow guitar village in Longjiang, Wan Feng has already taken care of Zhan Honggui and waited for the pigs to finish cleaning up and went to the river to buy fish, so he didn't have to worry about this.

Wan Feng bought two catties of fungus, a few catties of monkey heads and other mushrooms, and then bought five catties of tofu and five catties of tofu skin.

It's over, there's nothing else to buy.