"I'm sorry, my grandson was a little heavier just now!"

With the voice, the village chief Huo Jueyuan walked in.

Xiong Zhan hurriedly explained that it was his own suggestion, and asked the old man not to blame the young man.

Huo Jueyuan said, "Those who practice martial arts must cultivate their self-cultivation, and they will shoot so hard at will, and the old man will definitely take care of this kid when he goes back." ”

At this time, the two masters, Xiong Zhan and Jiaomujiao, realized that Huo Jueyuan was solid and full of energy, and he must also be a master of martial arts.

Xiong Zhan repeatedly said that it was none of the people's business, and asked curiously, "Old village chief, I look at your body, I'm afraid you practiced it when you were young!" ”

Huo Jueyuan touched his forehead and said, "The ancestors of our Huojia Village, inherited a tyrant boxing, after migrating over, fortunately with this kung fu, in order to hunt and cultivate in this barren mountains and mountains, and then the whole village in order to live, regardless of men and women have to learn both hands since childhood, my grandson learned from his master, my old bones were blind practice back then, far from it!" ”

As soon as Xiong Zhan started talking, he opened the conversation box and chatted with the old man endlessly.

He also offered to have another discussion with his grandson, but the old man refused.

Zhang Xuebing took advantage of this opportunity and said that he wanted to buy some food as supplies on the road, and if there were donkeys and horses and other livestock, he also wanted to buy them as leg strength.

There are still more than 100 kilometers from here to the road, and he may not be able to catch a car when he arrives, so he remembered the snow climbing plow and planned to get one to save his strength.

Huo Jueyuan's face showed a look of embarrassment, "You can still make up some of the crowding in the grain village, and it's not a big problem to climb the plow, but the horses still have to be used for work, so they can't be sold at all!" ”

It's so remote that you can't get a tractor at all, and even if you do, there's nowhere to refuel.

Therefore, Huojia Village is still cultivated by animal power, so these big animals are reluctant to sell.

Zhang Xuebing understood their difficulties, and thought about taking out most of the banknotes on his body, including rupees and American knives, and more Huaxia coins.

After calculating that it was enough for tens of thousands of yuan, he immediately said, "There are often fur dealers here on your side, and this money is enough to buy grain from them, I'm afraid it's enough for the whole village to eat for a year, can you find a way to give us a horse to pull a plow, or I'm afraid that a few of us may not be able to go to the side of the road!" ”

Although the villagers are isolated from the rest of the world, they also use money, so they know the value of the money.

Huo Jueyuan frowned for a long time, and finally shook his head and said.

"It's not that the old man is stingy, with all this money, I'm afraid that the people in the village will no longer be willing to work hard, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift!"

When he saw people, he refused to sell, Zhang Xuebing was also a little helpless, he suddenly saw a few shotguns standing at the foot of the wall, and suddenly thought of an idea.

He got up and brought over a few shotguns, put them in front of Huo Jueyuan, and said.

"I see that the guys in the village are old, these are the new good things we carry with us, they are all new and good things, hunting and self-defense are good, do you think it is feasible to use this plus money to exchange for livestock?"

Huo Jueyuan's heart was relaxed when he saw these brand-new guys, but he couldn't make up his mind.

At this moment, a huge head appeared outside and said in surprise, "Old village chief, these are all good things, much stronger than our single-shot cannons, old sleeves, and big horns, isn't it just an animal, change, don't you change it for me to use my mule to exchange it with them!" ”

Huo Jueyuan scolded angrily, "Huo San, you also have a part to talk here, go home and sleep with your daughter-in-law!" ”

Huo San sighed helplessly and turned his head away.

Seeing that the old village chief still couldn't make up his mind, Xiong Zhan was anxious, grabbed a large handful of scraped metal from his pocket, put it in front of him and said.

"Old man, what about all this gold?"

Huo Jueyuan suddenly raised his head and glanced at Xiong Zhan, and suddenly shook his head and said.

"Gold is a good thing, but we really can't use it, the price you just made is high enough, if the old man asks for your gold again, he is insatiable, so you can rest well, sell livestock, the old man can't be the master himself, I have to discuss with the big guy, will I give you a letter tomorrow morning?"

So far, that's all there is to it.

Zhang Xuebing and the others packed up their things, and with the residual heat in the fire pit, they had to rest.

Xiong Zhan asked, "Boss, are we still on duty tonight?" ”

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

Although he saw that the people in the village were very kind, but he didn't know his face, Zhang Xuebing still cautiously asked everyone to divide them into three groups for the night.

Yesterday he was not on duty, and today he was placed in the first shift, and the provincial Xiong Zhan was embarrassed to call himself again.

Zhang Xuebing got up and closed the door, holding a shotgun in his hand, and sat behind the airy gate.

This position can be said to be offensive and defensible, and if there is any movement, it can be detected first, and it is an excellent place for vigil.

Feeling the cold wind rushing in everywhere, Zhang Xuebing couldn't help but shrink his neck, and he couldn't help but think that the living conditions of these villagers were not much better.

I think that back then, in Zhangjia Village, when the family situation was the worst, it was better than here, at least it would not be frozen in winter.

As his thoughts diverged, the figures of his sister-in-law and the little girl came to his mind.

What are they doing at this time? The deep mountains and old forests in my hometown are also starting to get cold, my sister-in-law's old illness hasn't flare-up, is the little girl going to school well?

When Zhang Xuebing was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt that someone was walking back and forth at the door.

The sound of stomping on the snow was small, but it was clear to his ears.

Zhang Xuebing couldn't help but tense his nerves, picked up the shotgun in his arms, and leaned into a crack in the door to look out.

I saw a figure walking around the door in the dark night outside.

Looking at the footprints on the ground, this guy usually walks several times, is he here to grind?

Zhang Xuebing saw that the other party did not take any further action, nor did he wake up Xiong Zhan, who was already asleep, but just observed the movement outside.

The man didn't leave for a long time, and just when Zhang Xuebing lost his patience, the man outside suddenly stomped his foot, as if he had made a decision.

He walked a few steps, came to the door, and raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

What the hell is this guy doing in the middle of the night?

The knocking on the door grew louder and louder, waking Xiong Zhan and Jiaomu Jiao up.

Without saying a word, the two picked up their shotguns and daggers, respectively, and came to the door.

Zhang Xuebing turned his head to look at the two of them, at this time there were more people than outside, so he shouted loudly.

"Who's outside, it's the middle of the night, let's talk about something tomorrow!"

As soon as Zhang Xuebing's voice fell, the man outside said in a low voice.

"Open the door for me, I have a deal to talk to you about!"

Zhang Xuebing listened carefully, this voice was still a little familiar, he suddenly remembered someone, so he immediately opened the door.