: Nine hundred and one brother or brother

: Nine hundred and one brother or brother

Han Qixiu asked Han Dexing to take him to his friend's village. Han Dexing didn't know why, but he didn't ask anything. In front of Han Qixiu, he was always used to obedience. After lunch, he took Han Qixiu and Shen. Jiao went to his friend's village.

The commune where Han Dexing’s friend’s village is located is called Meitian Commune. It used to be called Meitian Township. It is 40 to 50 miles away from the Yuyang County Government. The road was so bumped that Shen Jiao even vomited out her bile.

Han Qixiu slapped the steering wheel vigorously and shouted at Han Dexing, "If you earn money, I will fix all these broken roads for me!"

"Yes, it must be repaired!"

Han Dexing nodded again and again, and muttered to himself, Uncle Xiu is standing and talking without back pain. If he has money, can he not be cultivating?

After walking on the road for more than an hour, he finally arrived at Han Dexing's friend's village. Han Qixiu helped Shen Jiao out of the car, helped her sit down on the stone next to her, and massaged her back with care and patted her back, and then blew for a while. With the mountain breeze, Shen Jiao felt much more comfortable and looked at her surroundings with energy.

Just by looking at her, you can see why the people in this village have to go out and find ways to make money. The geographical environment of the village is really bad. Although it is close to the mountains, it cannot eat the mountains. They are all barren hillsides. Xixi has grown some weeds and small shrubs, most of which are stones.

There are only some small beasts like hares and poisonous snakes on the mountain, and there are definitely not too many. How can these villagers rely on the mountains to eat?

There are more mountains and less land, and it is still a barren barren mountain, so it is no wonder that the villagers here are so poor!

Han Dexing's friend, surnamed Shi and named Junfeng, is the village chief of this small village.

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

Shi Junfeng had come back from the field after receiving the letter. His trousers were pulled high and stained with a lot of mud. He was in his early thirties, with a lean body and dark skin. He had already married and had children. He had two sons, a daughter, and the eldest son. She must be in her teens, like a black-skinned monkey, her youngest daughter, who is only a few months older than Yuanyuan, and also dark, thin and small, looking like Yuanyuan's strong younger sister.

"Lao Shi, this is Uncle Xiu, whom I have often mentioned to you. This is my aunt and cousin." Han Dexing and his friends introduced Han Qixiu's family.

When Shi Junfeng heard the words, he immediately raised his chest and folded his stomach, and gave a standard military salute, and shouted loudly, "Instructor Han!"

Instructor Han is the honorary title given to Han Qixiu by soldiers in the G military region. At that time, Han Qixiu was a special forces instructor in the G military region, and his subordinates trained many excellent special forces. Therefore, although he is young, he is well-known in the G military region, and no one disagrees.

Han Qixiu also returned the military salute, nodded in response, Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang next to him looked hot, and followed his father in the military salute.

Everyone was amused by the little guys, and Han Defu loved it so much that he picked up Zhuang Zhuang and took a few bites. The little guy's fat face was smooth and tender, and he couldn't eat enough!

"Let's come to my house and sit down. It's windy outside. Don't freeze the children."

Shi Junfeng rubbed his hands excitedly and led the way in front of him, occasionally turning back to remind Shen Jiao and the women to pay attention to the way, Han Dexing slapped him angrily: "What are you worrying about, with my uncle Xiu, you can still let my auntie fall?"

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

Shi Junfeng rubbed the back of his head with a smile, and focused on the road. His home is on the hillside, an ordinary rural house with four rooms, with a front and rear yard, surrounded by pig houses and chicken coops. It seems that the Shi family is in the local area. living conditions are good.

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

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

Mr. Shi was tapping on the stone with tools, and he would say a few words from time to time, as if he was pointing at his two grandchildren, and the little girl who was a little older also listened very seriously.

"Father, why are you making those broken stones again? You can't even eat your time by wasting time!" Shi Junfeng complained.

The old man was so angry that he didn't even turn his head back, and scolded: "You stinky bastard, why can't my craft be eaten as a meal? If it wasn't for Lao Tzu's craft, how could you grow up so big? Can you ask your wife to have children?"

Shi Junfeng couldn't hang up on his face, but he shouted helplessly, "Father, here's a guest!"

Mr. Shi turned his head sharply and saw Han Dexing and Han Qixiu. He hurriedly threw the hammer in his hand and ran over in two steps. When he passed Shi Junfeng, he jumped up and slapped him on the head.

"Don't tell me if you're a guest, the bigger the UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the more stupid you'll be. Don't let your wife make tea!"

Although Shen Jiao didn't understand the old man's dialect, she found it amusing to see the interaction between the two father and son. This old man Shi is really a man of temperament, and she should have something in common with her master.

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

"got it."

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

The three children are all a little thin, with eyebrows and eyes similar to Shi Junfeng, but the younger son and daughter are more delicate, 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 and smiled shyly, but did not reach out to take the snack.

Zhuangzhuang grabbed a piece of cake and put it in the little girl's hand, smiled and said, "My sister eats the cake, it's delicious."

The little girl shyly pursed her lips and smiled, 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 embarrassed that she didn't even dare to raise her head, and her voice became even lower: "Thank you, brother!"

Zhuangzhuang was not happy, he pouted, "Brother, call me brother, I'm tall!"

The little guy walked up to Cuicui, stretched out his fat paws to compare, he was indeed half a head taller than Cuicui, he really looked like a big brother, he raised his chin proudly at Han Dexing, and said in a serious tone: "Brother !"

But poor Cuicui was confused. Is it a big brother or a little brother?

The little girl has big bipolar beautiful eyes and looked at Shi Junfeng shyly, at a loss.