"Look at my head, Zhang Cheng is, I remember that there seems to be such a person, you educated youths were naughty enough at that time!" Uncle Mo thought about it, in the sixties and seventies, he was a cadre in the commune, and there were many educated youths who came to steal beans like this, as for whether there was a young man named Zhang Cheng, after so many years, who still remembers it so clearly, and the person in front of him also said that he was a young man on the side of Baiyun Village, and people still recognize him, it seems that he forgot about it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But I heard that the group of educated youths who came from the capital came back and went back, this one named Zhang Changcheng has a fat waist and a round belly, and he must have mixed well after going back, not to mention pleasing others, in short, he can't be lazy, Uncle Mo changed his previous seriousness, and his face was full of kind smiles.

"These are ......," Lao Mo looked at He Cheng and the others and asked.

"Uncle Mo, these are all my family, by the way, the third master's body is still tough all these years!" Liu Fatzi said casually, and asked with concern after diverting the topic.

"Sanwazi, go and call your third grandfather, and tell him that Chairman Mao sent someone to see his old man." Lao Mo smiled and said to Sanbao who was standing next to Liu Fatzi and them, He regretted that he heard it strangely, what is it called sent by Chairman Mao, isn't this a curse.

Sambo said yes and ran into the back room, but he didn't pay attention to his feet, and one of them stumbled and almost fell, and the people standing in the courtyard burst into laughter again.

"Several, sit down, you're all tired all the way." Lao Mo brought a few guests into the living room and said with a smile.

"Old Uncle Mo, Chairman Mao and his old man have been gone for so many years, you just ......," Liu Fatzi said with some puzzlement.

"Alas, look at my head, it's not that I deliberately said these nonsense words, the old man has had some problems here since the year before last, and now, no one's words are useless, only by moving Chairman Mao out." Lao Mo put down the kettle in his hand when he heard Liu Fat say this, pointed to his head, and explained embarrassedly.

"Little cub, who do you say has a problem with his head, dare to say this in front of Chairman Mao's envoy, you Lao Tzu, you will be punished for a day." As soon as Lao Mo's words fell, a loud voice came from the back room.

Liu Fatzi and they couldn't help but turn their heads, only to see an old man with white hair walking out of the back room in high spirits, to be honest, I really can't see anything abnormal about this old man on the surface.

"Little comrade, if the chairman has any instructions from the old man, you just have to convey them, and we will complete them with quality and quantity." The old man walked to He Cheng's side with steady steps, grabbed He Cheng's hand, and said excitedly, so frightened that He Cheng almost squirted out the tea he drank in his mouth.

"Report to Secretary Xu, the east wind is blowing the war drums, who is afraid of whom in this world? It is not that the people are afraid of US imperialism, but that US imperialism is afraid of the people. Under the correct leadership of the great leader Chairman Mao, we have planted the red flag of socialism all over the White House and the Kremlin, and socialism is overwhelming the whole world with the force of thunder and thunder, and to maintain its wonderful youth, Secretary Xu, the chairman has asked me to bring you the most sincere concern, and the party and the people will remember your contributions to socialism. Liu Fatzi looked at He Cheng's embarrassed face, suddenly stood up from the chair, saluted the third master nondescriptly, and said a lot in one breath, these are all compulsory courses when they were young, and almost anyone who pulls them over can give you such a paragraph in the past seven years.

"All U.S. imperialism is a paper tiger, and I knew that there would be such a day, when you young people are full of vigor and prosperity, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and hope is pinned on you, thank you leaders for remembering me, the world in the future will be you young people, and the task of rescuing three-quarters of the world's suffering compatriots who are still living in misery will be entrusted to you." Xu Sanye patted He Cheng's shoulder, adjusted Liu Fatzi's irregular salute gesture, and said with a look of hope.

"Long live Chairman Mao!" Liu Fatzi shouted teasingly.

"Chairman Mao's long life is boundless!" Xu Sanye also shouted a slogan with a serious face.

He regretted listening to the two people in front of him singing and drinking, as if talking about cross talk, he suddenly felt ridiculous, and he especially wanted to laugh, and then looked at Wu Shuang and Xue Jianwei, who were sitting next to him with red faces, and knew that these two must have laughed in their hearts, but when they saw the villagers standing in the courtyard, they couldn't help laughing, and several people were embarrassed to laugh.

"The third master is confused again, hehehehe, it's so funny to sing along." The adults could hold it, but the children's mouths couldn't control it, and several children were lying on the edge of the door outside the door hahahehehe.

"Whose children, how can the country be handed over to them if it goes on like this." Xu Sanye did not show much anger because of the words of a few children, but was concerned about the future of the country with compassion.

"Dad, a few guests from Beijing must have been tired all the way, I'll let people prepare dinner now, what do you think?" Lao Mo saw that the old man's interest was very high, and he didn't know what kind of joke he was going to make later, so he whispered.

"Everyone is a revolutionary team, and now that the revolution is not yet complete, how can our comrades be tired after walking so far? Xiao Mo, I just said that you have a problem with this consciousness, and you still have to study more in the future, have you heard? Xu Sanye frowned, and said with a look of expression, but immediately changed the conversation and said, "You go and prepare dinner, remember not to waste too much." ”

"Dachengzi, Uncle Mo can't stand you, people are still alive when they are old." After the old man returned to the house, Lao Mo said to Liu Fatzi with an apologetic face.

"People are like this when they are old, it is understandable, it is good that the third master can be happy." Liu Fatzi said with a smile, and then pulled Lao Mo to a secluded place and asked mysteriously, "Uncle Mo, in recent years, have a large number of archaeologists often come to our village, I heard a friend in the archaeological community in Beijing say that there seems to be an ancient tomb on the side of Hutou Mountain, and I don't know if it's true." ”

"Dachengzi, don't listen to people's nonsense, how can we have any ancient tombs in this poor mountain and remote area, Uncle advises you to do business well, no one should think of the idea of hitting Hutou Mountain, which is a place that has been cursed by the mountain god." Lao Mo frowned, and even looked at Fat Liu's eyes a little vigilant.

"Uncle Mo, I don't hide it, my friend is a well-known archaeologist in China, I also recently heard that he was going to come to this field trip, so I chased it all the way here, you see, that child is his son, how could I not know the rumors of Hutou Mountain, I don't want anything to happen to him, so I came to stop him, alas!" Liu Fatzi looked down as if he had done something wrong, and pointed to He Cheng, who was sitting on the chair and still worried, and said to Lao Mo.

"I see, alas, you are late, they entered the mountain yesterday, and I would have left him behind if I had known that he was your friend." After listening to Liu Fatzi, Lao Mo looked at He Cheng, there was really a middle-aged man who looked a little similar to him in the previous group, so he sighed and said helplessly.