Chapter 69 I am her cousin [please give paragraph reward]

Author: Riding an ant to the market

Chapter 69 I am her cousin [please give paragraph reward]

Zhenxing District Street,

It is far away from Wujiazhai Production Team 8.

Dahu led the way, and Zhou Min followed closely behind, carrying a basket on his back.

Then there were Han Xiaokang, his cousin Liu Hongdong, and Zhou Jian, who were carrying baskets and pig cages.

The mountains are high and the roads are long, and the further we go, the more sleepy we become.

But fortunately, everyone in this group of people is a little different, and it can be said that no one among them is normal.

Han Xiaokang had practiced boxing since he was a child, and as he was eating a lot of oil and water these days, he also gained strength.

So carrying a heavy basket didn't feel particularly strenuous.

But Zhou Jian's family has undergone tremendous changes.

This made his mind become more tenacious.

And Zhou Jian knew that he had no choice. No matter how difficult or painful the trip was, he had to grit his teeth and follow Han Xiaokang to the end.

As long as he dares to take a step back, what awaits him will be an abyss of eternal destruction.

Zhou Jian was still able to grit his teeth and persevere.

Not to mention Han Xiaokang's cousin Liu Hongdong.

What is spiritual power?

From Liu Hongdong's sweaty expression, but still maintaining a high fighting spirit, you can experience how unyielding that spirited young man who drinks too much chicken soup can be!

Of course, you still have to scratch.

In the afternoon in the mountains, there are a lot of mosquitoes coming out of the bamboo forests.

It’s densely packed and layered, making people almost suffer from trypophobia!

These sharp-mouthed mosquitoes in the mountains don't choose the occasion, the time, or the person when they bite.

Mosquitoes swooped down in dense numbers, like bombers, and landed on people's arms with a pop.

Their pointed mouths are like those of the trainee nurses in the district public health center who give injections to patients.

That's called a ruthless stabbing!

So everyone kept swatting mosquitoes, scratching and scratching them all the way.

But the big tiger running in front was the one who had the most comfortable life. He spread his four short legs and jumped forward.

By the time the group of people hurriedly and slowly arrived at Wujiazhai Production Team 1, the sun was almost starting to set.

"Stand, stand and fight, what do you do?"

I just walked to the village where Yu Li’s home is located.

At the fork between the bamboo forest and the road.

Suddenly a militiaman with a gun appeared and shouted sharply at Zhou Min who was walking in front, "Here, stop! Do you have a travel certificate?"

Zhou Min left home in a hurry because her family background was not very good.

Without a valid reason, where can she get a "Travel Certificate"?

Now being asked this question by others, Zhou Min immediately stopped, turned around, and looked at Han Xiaokang quietly.

In fact, during this period, travel certificates are basically not checked. The real strict inspection is not during this period.

But at this time, we don't check the "Travel Certificate" very much, but we can't stop some young people who have just become militiamen, and their sense of responsibility is overwhelming.

Do you like to run out and look for trouble?

Han Xiaokang carried the burden and passed the anxious Zhou Min. He said to him, "Comrade Militia, I am an Orion from the Red Star Brigade. I don't have a travel certificate with me."

Everyone knows that Orions travel everywhere with no definite destination, so they almost never carry proof of travel.

The militiaman saw that there was indeed a standard rifle on Han Xiaokang's shoulder, and he did not doubt Han Xiaokang's identity as an Orion at that moment.

But since he's already here, he doesn't want to find any trouble, and it seems a little sorry that he has been feeding mosquitoes in the small bamboo forest for so long.

So the militiaman, who hadn't eaten dinner yet and hadn't eaten anything, asked, "So, where are you going?"

Since the other party has asked, you have to answer.

Otherwise, you are very likely to get into trouble.

This trouble can be compared to the consequences of working in Guancheng in later generations. There was nothing wrong with me, but I happened to encounter the consequences of the local security team.

Han Xiaokang looked calm, "We are here to visit relatives in the 1st production team."

"Whose family? You, who are you to him?"

"Aunt Wang's family, I am her distant cousin."

Cousin uncle?

As soon as Han Xiaokang said these three words, Zhou Min and Liu Hongdong could not help but be stunned on the spot.

Everyone felt as if they didn’t recognize the Han Xiaokang in front of them: My dear Xiaokang! Even if you lie, you have to be a little more reliable, okay?

Cousin uncle?

Is there a cousin as young as you?

The militiaman opposite was obviously shocked by the answer given to Han Xiaokang: "Wang, Aunt Wang is already in her early 40s this year. She, how could she have a cousin like you?"

Han Xiaokang smiled and said, "Don't look at my young age, comrade! But you can't stand my seniority. It seems you don't believe it, right?"

"Well, aren't we at Madam Wang's house?"

Han Xiaokang pointed behind the bamboo forest, "How about, comrade, please come with us to Aunt Wang's place?"

See if she calls me cousin?

Not only that, in order to show her filial piety, Aunt Wang will definitely catch a chicken and ask me to take it back and kill it to eat!"

The militiaman lowered his gun in doubt and watched Han Xiaokang carrying his load towards the village.

When we entered the village,

The eldest son and the second son of Mrs. Wang's family are still working in the fields.

Her youngest son didn't know what happened to him two days ago. He went to the latrine early in the morning and fell into the pit for no apparent reason!

I seemed to have choked twice and spit out two roundworms. They were quite long, as long as chopsticks!

Therefore, Aunt Wang's youngest son has not gone to work in the production team in the past two days and has been staying at home to recuperate.

Wait until Han Xiaokang walks to the yard.

Aunt Wang, who was sitting on the sole of her shoe under the eaves, was using the big sharp needle with a wooden handle in her hand to scrape oil from her hair.

When Aunt Wang suddenly saw Han Xiaokang walking in, she couldn't help but tremble!

With a shake of her hand, the steel needle pierced into her scalp, which made Mrs. Wang grimace in pain.

"What's wrong? You meet me, an elder, and you don't even recognize me?"

Han Xiaokang put down the burden on his shoulders and walked into the main room of Madam Wang's house, minding his own business.

Aunt Wang, who was restless and didn't know what Han Xiaokang was going to do, quickly put down the small dustpan in her hand and got into the house immediately.

a moment later

Aunt Wang walked out with a smile and said to the militiaman who was carrying a rifle across his body, "Brother Tian Dabang, you are really responsible in your work among the militiamen in our brigade. I think you are the most promising."

Everyone knows that Aunt Wang's foot-binding cloth is smelly and long.

If she were allowed to keep pushing like this, Aunt Wang would probably be able to trace her ancestors back three generations from Tian Dabang.

We have been talking about Tian Dabang, how can we marry a wife in the future?

So Tian Dabang quickly spoke up and stopped her, "Auntie, this brother just now...?"

Aunt Wang's face suddenly darkened: "Brother? Who the hell, are you brothers??"

【grateful】:

Ling Yutianxia, ​​hiding in the daytime, the mountain god of the south, ~ fleeting time @ passing water, don't say I'm not sincere, Wang Daxia

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