The guerrilla brigade was gone, and Zheng Guotai looked at the pile of bullets piled up in the yard and was also worried. This pile of stuff is solid, and the weight is definitely not light! It's a bit of a hassle to bring them back to the mountains! There are only about 30 people in the squad, how much do each of them have to bring to take away all these bullets and grenades?

Stay in the village? That's even more inappropriate! In this era of war, the villagers will only cause disaster when they get this batch of ammunition, and they will definitely not make them rich! Bullets and grenades, which are usually grabbed like treasures, have become a burden now! Forget it, let's look in the village to see who has flatbed trucks, trolleys and other means of transportation, and rent a few for the time being, but I really can't buy a few, so I have to transport these ammunition back to Tongbai.

Looking around, Zheng Guotai saw the gray-haired old lady of the owner of the house. The young woman had already entered the room, and her clothes were torn by Captain Zhu, so it was really unseemly to stand in front of a group of big men without covering her clothes, and the woman went into the room to change her clothes.

"Old sister-in-law, where have the men in your family gone?" Zheng Guotai felt strange just now, why didn't there be a man in this family? Originally, he thought that one or two of the farmers who were tied up would belong to this family, but after the rope was untied, the group of guys all ran over the wall one by one, and stripped off several bricks on the wall of others, but there was not even one left. In rural areas, men are the pillars of the family, and there are only two women in a family, making it difficult to imagine how the family lives on weekdays.

"My son Tongsuo was arrested by the strong man the year before last and became a national soldier. Some time ago, he also sent a letter back saying that the troops had arrived in this vicinity, and he had not come home to see it once. This is my old daughter, I originally wanted to recruit a son-in-law, but who knew that I was about to get married, but the man's family got sick and died! Alas, this is fate! The old lady chattered, and her wrinkled face was full of the vicissitudes of time and helplessness about life.

"We have to use the car to pull these ammunition away, can my sister-in-law help us borrow a few cars in the village?" We give money, which is considered rental. If anyone is willing to sell, we can buy it. Not wanting to listen to the old lady talking about her family, Zheng Guotai quickly interrupted the conversation and said his request.

"Okay, the benefactor saved the lives of our mothers, and my wife can help the benefactor borrow a few cars. However, our village is poor, I'm afraid we don't have the kind of cart with a few horses you want, can you do it? As soon as the old lady heard that she could help her benefactor, she suddenly came to her senses, patted the floating soil on her clothes, and prepared to go out.

"Okay, as long as it's a car! Let's go, I'll go with you to borrow a car. "The old lady went out, and his daughter was left alone at home in this courtyard, and Zheng Guotai didn't want to stay here, and he also wanted to go around the village to see how much harm Zhu Yong's first guerrilla brigade had caused to the village, and whether the guys had really left.

Walking out of the courtyard gate, there were still many villagers standing on the street, and people were looking towards the gate of this courtyard. The old lady was in front, Zheng Guotai and Wang Hua followed, and as soon as a few people left the courtyard gate, the villagers outside immediately made a noise, "It's him, it's him!" That's them! Zheng Guotai was stunned, what does this mean? You won't think we're with Zhu Yong, right?

"Uncle Hongyuan, these big brothers want to rent a few cars, can you see who can help Zhang Luo?" The old lady glanced at the crowd a few times, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Ah, the car rental business is on me!" An old man with a white towel wrapped around his head walked over in a crowd, "The car is what the chiefs want, right?" You saved the lives of a village of us, what are a few cars? The small car of the Zhuang family is also idle when it is idle, not to mention whether it is rented or not. If it weren't for the fact that these were household chores that could be used for ordinary livelihoods, it would be nothing to give them to the governors. ”

"Hehe, brother is polite, we will definitely give money for the car, this is our rule there." How much does it cost to rent a car? Can Zheng Guotai damage his tall image in the hearts of the villagers because of these few small money? "Brother can help borrow a car, hurry up, we're still in a hurry." When I came, the sun tilted to the west, and I came and entangled with Zhu Yong's First Guerrilla Brigade for so long, and now that the sun has set half of my face, it is estimated that it will be early in the morning when I return to the mountain, can Zheng Guotai not be in a hurry?

"Are you still leaving? It's getting late, where are you going? The chiefs are the benefactors of our whole village, and we are poor here, and we have nothing to eat and drink to entertain you. The chiefs will stay for a coarse tea and light meal tonight, so let's do our best. After eating, sleep for the night, and have a bowl of soup tomorrow morning before leaving. "This Uncle Hongyuan is very enthusiastic and tries his best to keep it.

"This, okay, then trouble Brother Hongyuan and cause trouble to the villagers. But man, I'll have to leave tomorrow morning. You also know that I am in the army, and the army has the rules of the army, and it is not okay if you don't return when it expires. ”

"You can rest assured! I can't get you wrong. Descendants, clean out the threshing floor, and we will invite our benefactors to dinner! Brother Hongyuan said hello, the crowd responded, and the young man with fast legs and feet had already rushed back to his homes to find materials. I am the village chief of this Zhaojiagang, called Zhao Hongyuan. Sir, don't call me Brother Hongyuan, you can just call me Zhao Hongyuan, I can't afford to call me brother! After eating, the chief will live in my house in the evening, my house is more spacious than the copper lock house, and the chief lives comfortably! ”

What a word! Originally, the village chief was a kind word, but why was it so awkward when it fell into the ears of Director Zheng? You can't stand it if you call your brother, look at the folds on your face, how can you not be sixty years old? You're almost twenty years older than me, so why can't I call you brother? Do we look very close in age? Also, you said that your house is spacious and I can live comfortably, can't this courtyard still accommodate me? So what have I become?

Knowing that people have good intentions, this is also said casually, there is not so much deep meaning, and Zheng Guotai is not easy to refute on the spot, but it is precisely because of this that he feels even more uncomfortable. Walking all the way, Director Zheng had a gloomy face, and he always looked at Zhao Hongyuan's face when he had nothing to do, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like himself!

It wasn't until he arrived at the threshing floor that he saw the lively scene in front of him, and Zheng Guotai's heavy mood relaxed. The children were running and making noise happily, and the crooked tables were placed in the open space, and each table was placed with roasted sweet potatoes, rice porridge, pickled vegetables, and a plate of salted fish, plus two plates of fried vegetables, and a table was also set to the full. There is also a small jar of wine on the big table in the middle, and depending on the color of the jar, the age of this jar of wine will definitely not be young.