After Mr. Deng said that, Li Yongjun and Su Shunmin looked disappointed... Xue Xiang saw the expressions of the two and hurriedly asked why.

Li Yongjun said: "Who doesn't know about Zhu Wanhu's story? Not to mention whether the master can move at this age, it is not suitable for work in our pig farm."

Previously, when Xue Xianggang heard Mr. Deng telling about Zhu Wanhu's legendary life, he was overjoyed. After all, it was hard to meet such an expert. Later, he saw Li Yongjun and Su Shunmin rolling their eyes, thinking that Zhu Wanhu had something wrong or had already traveled west, and the surprise turned into panic. After hearing, Li Yongjun said what age and ingredients were the reason, and his heart immediately fell back into his stomach. When he found Zhu Wanhu, the most important thing was to get the method of raising pigs, and it was not to let the old man in his seventies and eighties take action to feed the pigs. As for the identity issue, in his eyes, Xue did not have the word "component" at all, so why did he get the problem?

"Stop talking about this useless, what is not the ingredients! As long as we can help us raise pigs well, even the landlords have to ask for what they should ask for, and what they should ask for." After Xue Xiang made a final decision, he invited Li Yongjun to organize young and strong laborers to go to Jinniu Mountain to cut pig grass; he shouted Su Shunmin to go to Han Donglin, organized a group of people, and then went to the Wufeng Grain Station in the county, and bought some feed according to the supply and marketing contract signed by the club; while Deng Siye was kept by him and prepared to go to Hongmiao Village to visit Zhu Wanhu.

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Hongmiao Village is separated by one mountain and one river. One mountain is Jinniu Mountain and the other water is Tianzi Port. Deng Siye led Xue Xiang across Jinniu Mountain and around Tianzi Port. When the sun sets, he arrived at Hongmiao Village. Looking at the villages in Hongmiao Village, it is far more neat than the Kuaishan Village, and the houses are lined up. Even the vegetable gardens and ponds are one by one, and the construction is correct. Deng Siye said that before the chicken farm in Hongmiao Village was dilapidated, the rich village of Kuaihuopu Commune was far behind, even the Dawang Village was far behind. It is not surprising that there is such a storefront.

The two of them were together, with Mr. Deng Si in front, Xue Xiang then entered the village, and the scene was indeed vivid. It was flat mud, with two neat rows of metasequoia on both sides. From time to time, a shepherd boy rode an old cow and passed by the two. Although the shepherd boy did not play a short flute, the small countryside was full of silk and bamboo. The old man who drove the sheep in front was roaring mountain songs, local accents and slandering music, and mocking. Although Xue Xiang, a person who was far away, did not understand the meaning of the lyrics, his majestic and lush voice was truly aroused by the sound of the trees, sounded and stopped the clouds, and went straight into the heart, making people feel moved.

Xue Xiang was fascinated by the hearing and just followed Mr. Deng. Mr. Deng went to the village entrance and stopped in front of a door made of two broken wooden boards. Xue Xiang's mind was still full of desolate and tragic singing. He didn't stop and actually bumped into Mr. Deng. Mr. Deng was reaching out to knock on the door. After suddenly being subjected to this huge force, his old arms and legs could not withstand it, so he rushed towards the door panel. But he knew that the door panel had been disrepair and could no longer bear the load, so he fell down.

Xue Xiang suddenly woke up when he heard the sound. He quickly stretched out his right hand and pulled Mr. Deng Si who was about to fall to the ground. He then pulled Mr. Deng Si straightened his body. Before Mr. Deng Si could stand firm, he felt a flash in front of him. There was a figure in front of him, and he went into the door. Look at the figure again. He rushed into the door, jumped high, pulled a rope, and hugged the person. Everything was made in the flash. At this moment, Master Deng Si saw that the figure was the captain of the brigade, and the old white-haired man who was held by the captain was Zhu Wanhu. Master Deng Si realized that this was Zhu Wanhu just hanging!

After Xue Xiang carried Zhu Wanhu down, he pressed him horizontally on the ground, and his chest was still warm. He reached out and pinched the person. After a few breaths, the master woke up slowly. Zhu Wanhu was covered in orange peel and covered with patterns on his forehead. As soon as he woke up, he didn't bother to ask who was coming, and he shouted that he would still be looking for death. The old man struggled to stand up, but his body was not low. He put his feet on his feet and went to find the torn hemp rope.

Mr. Deng hurriedly hugged Zhu Wanhu from behind and pressed him on a bench. After a while of comfort, he calmed down. Then, Mr. Deng asked Zhu Wanhu about the reason for his shortcoming.

It turns out that Zhu Wanhu is already 79 years old this year, and he is also an old birthday star in Hongmiao Village. But now, he doesn’t care whether you are old or not, and he can’t do it anymore. Although the production team will not ask you to fend for yourself and starve to death at home, he only gives away twenty kilograms of grain every month. The master can’t starve to death with these twenty kilograms of grain, but he also can’t eat enough. Due to his early experience, he was criticized by the organization and the only child in Zhu Wanhu was also punished. Since then, he has not liked the old.

Therefore, Zhu Wanhu had to live alone. If you want to live alone, just live alone. The master had a good relationship with Xiaosun. That day, Xiaosun clamored to buy a new schoolbag, but the master had no choice but to buy some money in the club with more than ten kilograms of grain to buy a schoolbag. Xiaosun was happy. In a few days, the master couldn't stand the stomach. Zhu Wanhu was stubborn and couldn't stand the hunger, so he didn't go to ask for help. He had no choice but to think about seeking death, and was rescued by Xue Xiang.

It was also fate. If it weren't for his family's breakout, Xue Xiang happened to listen to the wild tune and hit Mr. Deng Si and also hit the door panel. He knocked on the door for a while and delayed some effort. The master would have to go there now.

After figuring out the reason why the master hanged, Xue Xiang was both funny and sad. He paid Mr. Deng Si and asked him to go to his neighbor's house to buy some food. In a moment, Mr. Deng Si bought four or five eggs and a tube of noodles. With the eggs and noodles, Xue Xiang poked the stove at Zhu Wanhu's house and laid a bowl of egg noodles for the master.

Zhu Wanhu was walking around the stove when Xue Xiang was cooking noodles. When the noodles were put into a bowl, the master snatched his hands and squatted on the threshold. He started to eat it, but he didn't know what it was to burn his mouth. In less than ten seconds, a bowl of noodles and five eggs were laid. After eating, the old man touched his stomach and still felt that he was not full. Then he went to the pot to serve noodles, and there was only noodle soup left in the country?

It turned out that Xue Xiang was worried that he would eat too much for a long time and have prone to gastrointestinal problems, so he only put a bowl of them. Seeing that there were no noodles in the pot, Zhu Wanhu complained that Xue Xiang was not doing anything with a black hand, and the five eggs were only served with one bowl of noodles. It was really a waste of food. At the same time, he took the noodles on the stove and planned to start cooking again, but was stopped by Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang didn't care about explaining the disadvantages of eating too much to the old man, and he expressed his intentions directly. Unexpectedly, when Zhu Wanhu heard this, his head was shaking like a rattle. He was about to put the noodles in the pot. He hurriedly hugged it in his arms, afraid that Xue Xiang would rob it.

Mr. Deng Si also advised him, but the old man just didn't respond. He was anxious and said that his generation had suffered from his old age. What's wrong with raising pigs? It's really: he is suffering for the pigs, tired for the pigs, and unable to enter the new society for the pigs.

Xue Xiang didn't expect that the old man was so stubborn that he was at a loss when a little baby with a braided braid ran in. The flower backpack behind the baby's butt was also running. He twisted and twisted the ground and it was Zhu Wanhu's grandson. Sure enough, the tiger-headed frog came in and shouted that he wanted to eat eggs, saying that he had smelled the eggs long ago and asked his grandfather to take them out for the baby to eat.

Zhu Wanhu swept all five eggs just now, and there was no place left now. While coaxing the tiger-headed baby, Zhu Wanhu said he didn't eat the eggs, he also said that he would give the eggs again tomorrow. The tiger-headed baby just refused to rely on it and had not been able to get it for a long time, so he lay on the ground and rolled up. Zhu Wanhu had no choice but to rub his trousers and legs with his hands. He looked at Mr. Deng Si again, and the meaning was very obvious: You can do a few more.

Mr. Deng was angry that Zhu Wanhu was ignorant of raising his tribute, so he glared at the old man. He wished he could take out the eggs he had just eaten, so he would not be willing to do anything for him. Mr. Deng could not help but go to see Xue Xiang pitifully. Xue Xiang was worried that he would not have the chance to grasp the old man. At this moment, he finally had to harden his heart and look up at the sky with his head raised.

Suddenly, Mr. Deng moved a few steps and kicked out the egg shells at the entrance of the stove from the pile of dust. Mr. Deng was so bad that he was so bad. The tiger-headed baby saw a bunch of egg shells and cried louder. The rolling became more and more rounder, and there were words in his mouth. The general meaning was: Grandpa actually ate eggs secretly. The baby no longer played with grandpa.

Now, Zhu Wanhu was so panicked. His late scene was already desolate, so just this cute little Sun Chenghuan was at the knees. If Xiaosun ignored him, it would be better to hang him just now. Although it was a child, Zhu Wanhu's affairs were about to come, and he was confused when he was concerned. In desperation, he slapped his thigh and said that the pig farming was right.

Mr. Deng Si knew that although the old man had a stubborn temper, he saliva and nailed his words. Without waiting for Xue Xiang to greet him, he went out again and went to the house where he bought eggs and returned. This time, Mr. Deng Si was very angry when he saw the task was done, so he brought a basket of eggs back with a small bamboo basket. When the tiger-headed baby saw the eggs, he got up from the ground, took the eggs and ran towards the house. Zhu Wanhu was afraid that the tiger-headed baby would run away, so he broke the eggs, and hurriedly chased after him.

Xue Xiang and Mr. Deng followed closely behind. Soon after, they came to a dirt house. From a distance, they saw a long-faced man about ten years old scolding Zhu Wanhu, which made the old man nodded repeatedly. Previously, Xue Xiang heard Mr. Deng say that Zhu Wanhu was old, and it was expected that this person would be his son.

Xue Xiangxing approached and before he could speak, the long-faced man thought he and Mr. Deng were the helpers hired by Zhu Wanhu, and he came to ask for the eggs back, so he spoke sarcastically. Mr. Deng Si was really impatient and pointed at Xue Xiang and told him the identity of the commune director. The noisy voice of the long-faced man stopped abruptly and immediately lowered his head and said cowardly. Zhu Wanhu also looked up at Xue Xiang, with panic and shocked on his face. It turned out that the two men were in the team earlier, and they were the main targets of criticism and fighting. The most fear of seeing the officials, and they were still afraid of seeing the team leader, not to mention the commune director who was many older than the team.

Xue Xiang had no time to show his power and told the long-faced man that Zhu Wanhu wanted to stay in Kuangshan for some time so that he would not have to worry. At this moment, the long-faced man was left with Weiwei Nuonuo, and there was no way to respond. What's more, he never liked the old man, so he was so happy that Xue Xiang took the old man away.

After sending off the long-faced man, Xue Xiang said it was getting late and he had to hurry back to Kaoshantun, but Zhu Wanhu said he wanted to go home to pack his things. Previously, Xue Xiang had seen the broken earthen house, and there was no worthwhile thing, so he said that Kaoshantun had prepared his home and moved in empty hands. However, the old man smiled mysteriously and said a moment ago, then turned home. Soon, he ran back. Xue Xiang did not see Zhu Wanhu's hand had too much luggage, but he was still empty, but there was a black flute on his waist. I don't know what material it was. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a red light from afar. Xue Xiang originally thought that this was the use of the old man playing music to send fun, but he didn't know that the flute was shocked as soon as he arrived at Kaoshantun. (To be continued)

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