Han Qixiu asked Han Dexing to take him to his friend's village to have a look, Han Dexing didn't know why, but he didn't ask anything, in front of Han Qixiu, he had always been obedient, and after lunch, he took Han Qixiu and Shen Jiao to his friend's village. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The commune where Han Dexing's friend's village is located is called Meitian Commune, which used to be called Meitian Township, and it is forty or fifty miles away from the Yuyang County Government, and the road condition is very poor, worse than the road when they came, and it is also a rugged winding mountain road, so that Shen Jiao even vomited out bile.

Han Qi slapped the steering wheel vigorously and yelled at Han Dexing: "If you make money, you will fix all these broken roads for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Yes, it must be repaired!"

Han Dexing nodded again and again, muttering to himself, Uncle Xiu doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, if he has money, can he not repair?

After more than an hour on the road, he finally came to the village of Han Dexing's friend, Han Qixiu helped Shen Jiao get out of the car, helped her sit down on the stone next to her, massaged her and patted her back attentively, and then blew a gust of mountain wind, Shen Jiao felt much more comfortable, and looked at the surrounding environment with energy.

Just one look at her to know why the people of this village have to go out to find a way to make money, the geographical environment of the village is really too poor, although it is against the mountain, but it cannot eat the mountain, it is all some barren small slopes, Xixi has some wild grasses and small shrubs, most of which are stones.

There are only a few small beasts like hares and poisonous snakes on the mountain, and the number of them is certainly not too much, so how can these villagers rely on the mountain to eat the mountain?

There are many mountains and few lands, and they are barren and barren mountains, so it's no wonder that the villagers here are so poor!

Han Dexing's friend's surname is Shi, his name is Junfeng, he is the village chief of this small village, he used to be Han Dexing's comrade-in-arms, and after returning from the army three years ago, he became the leader of the villagers.

This small village is called Shijia Village, and the mountain road is like a sheep intestine trail, and you can't even ride a bicycle, let alone a car, Han Qixiu parked the car at the entrance of the village and slowly entered the village along the mountain road.

Shi Junfeng received the letter and had already returned from the field, his trouser legs were pulled high, and there was a lot of mud, about thirty years old, lean figure, dark skin, he had already married and had children, two sons and a daughter, the eldest son had to be in his teens, like a monkey with black skin, the youngest daughter, not a few months stronger than Yuanyuan, and also black, thin and small, looking like a round and strong sister.

"Lao Shi, this is Uncle Xiu that I often mentioned to you, this is my aunt and cousin." Han Dexing introduced Han Qixiu's family to a friend.

When Shi Junfeng heard this, he immediately straightened his chest and boweled a standard military salute, and shouted loudly: "Instructor Han! ”

Instructor Han is the honorific title of the soldiers of the G Military Region for Han Qixiu, Han Qixiu was a special forces instructor of the G Military Region back then, and he trained many excellent special forces, so although he is not very old, he is famous in the G Military Region, and no one is convinced.

Han Qixiu also replied with a military salute, nodded in response, the round and strong man next to him looked hot, and followed his own Lao Tzu to salute the military, the little ones were quite decent, but their movements were very immature.

Everyone was amused by the little ones laughing, Han Defu loved so much that he picked up Zhuang Zhuang and nibbled a few bites, the little guy's fat face was smooth and tender, no matter how much he gnawed, he couldn't bite enough!

"Let's go up to my house and sit, it's windy outside, don't freeze the child."

Shi Junfeng rubbed his hands excitedly, led the way in front, and from time to time turned back to remind Shen Jiao and their daughters to pay attention to the road, Han Dexing patted him angrily: "What are you talking about, with my uncle Xiu here, can you still let my aunt fall?" ”

"Yes, yes, I forgot about it for a while."

Shi Junfeng smiled and touched the back of his head, and concentrated on leading the way, his house is in the middle of the hill, an ordinary rural house, there are four, and there are front and back yards, surrounded by pig houses and chicken coops, it seems that the Shi family's living conditions in the local area are good.

The front and back yards are quite large, planted with a lot of vegetables, lush, and there are many stones piled up in the open space next to the house, and Shi Junfeng's three children are playing with the stones, following their grandfather, a thin old man.

The appearance is somewhat similar to Shi Junfeng, you don't have to think about it to know that this old man must be the carver of the stone cow, Shi Junfeng's father.

The old man Shi took the tools and knocked on the stones, and said a few words from time to time, as if he was pointing out the two grandsons, and the little girl who was a little big also listened very seriously.

"Daddy, why are you messing with those broken rocks again? It's a waste of time and can't be eaten! Shi Junfeng complained.

The old man was so angry that he didn't even look back, and scolded: "Put your stinky shit, why can't my craft be eaten as a meal?" If it weren't for Lao Tzu's craft, you would have grown so big? Can you still ask your wife to have children? ”

Shi Junfeng's face was a little unbearable, and he shouted helplessly: "Daddy, a guest is here!" ”

Old Man Shi turned his head suddenly, saw Han Dexing and Han Qixiu, hurriedly threw the hammer in his hand, ran over in three steps and two steps, and when he passed by Shi Junfeng, he jumped up and slapped him on the head.

"Don't you say it early when you come to the guest, the bigger it is, the more stupid it is, and you won't let your wife make tea!"

Although Shen Jiao couldn't understand this old man's native language, she felt funny when she saw the interaction between the two fathers and sons, this old man Shi was really temperamental, and he should have a common topic with her master.

Shi Junfeng touched the back of his head and beckoned to his eldest son: "Ah Sheng, go and call your mother back, saying that there is a distinguished guest at home." ”

"Got it."

Shi Junfeng's eldest son was like a monkey, and he disappeared without a trace, while his younger brother took his sister and walked over shyly.

The three children are a little thin, and their eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Shi Junfeng, but the younger son and youngest daughter are more delicate, and they should be like their mothers.

Shen Jiao took out a snack from her bag and handed it to the two children, it was a wife cake made by Fu Chengshan, the two children looked at their father, smiling shyly, but did not reach out to receive the snack.

Zhuang Zhuang grabbed a piece of cake and put it in the little girl's hand, and said with a smile: "My sister eats cakes, it's delicious." ”

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled shyly, grabbed the cake and whispered, "Thank you, brother!" ”

Han Dexing laughed: "Cuicui has to call him brother, you are sister!" ”

The little girl Cuicui was so ashamed that she didn't even dare to raise her head, and her voice was even quieter: "Thank you, brother!" ”

Zhuang Zhuang was not happy, and pouted: "Brother, call brother, I'm tall!" ”

The little guy walked to Cuicui's side, stretched out his fat paws and compared, and sure enough, he was half a head taller than Cuicui, and he looked like his brother, and he raised his chin proudly at Han Dexing, and said in an accentuated tone: "Brother! ”

Poor Cuicui was confused, is it brother or brother?

The little girl had two extremely beautiful big eyes, looking at Shi Junfeng shyly, at a loss.