Chapter 30 Following Hou Dabao

Author: Jiucheng Li Xiansen

Chapter 30 Following Hou Dabao

Wu Hao carried more than 20 kilograms of pork belly from the warehouse and went to a house in the southeast corner. In the yard, an old man with white hair and white hair and a wrinkled face was walking out.

Seeing the person coming with meat in his hand, he gave an ugly smile and said, "My eldest nephew is here."

Wu Hao didn't care about his attitude and said with a smile: "I'll give you some meat."

After passing the meat, Old Fengtou hurriedly pushed it back and said with a straight face: "You kid, I've told you so many times that you really don't need it."

Wu Hao looked at the weathered old face in front of him and sighed secretly, pointed to the small river not far to the east and said, "If it weren't for you when I was a child, I wouldn't be able to come back."

When he was eight years old, he fell into the river while playing. His legs were cramped and the water was not good enough, so he would sink to the bottom. Fortunately, Mr. Feng, a fisherman, heard the noise and fished him out, otherwise his life would have been in danger.

From then on, I would give the old man something every year and festival.

"It's been ten years." Old Fengtou said solemnly: "That's enough, there's no need to give it away anymore."

The old man had a stubborn temper. Wu Hao frowned: "You have to let me in when I come, right?"

"Hey!" Lao Fengtou sighed and turned around to lead the way.

Wu Hao looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar small courtyard, with its fence walls, two adobe houses and two thatched barns.

There are two ducks, a well and a small cart in the yard.

Walking into the house, there was nothing of any decent except a long box-shaped waist-high red wardrobe and half a bag of corn noodles.

There were stacks at the top of the kang, and a small dining table in the middle, with a plate of pickles and half a nest of steamed buns placed on it.

A wrinkled old lady with a big pipe in her mouth sat cross-legged aside.

It's not that Lao Fengtou doesn't work, it's that his son is too prodigal, doing nothing but making money.

Wu Hao has no idea. A money trick is scarier than a drunkard!

He really couldn't control it. He cut off Feng Pang's money twice and didn't change it, and then he stopped caring about it.

He asked the old lady on the kang, "Are you in good health?"

"Is it Wu Lao Er?" The old lady's eyesight has become worse and worse this year. She picked up the cigarette bag and leaned forward to look carefully. Her voice sounded like that child.

I'm in my fifties and almost crying my eyes out.

"It's me." Wu Hao responded, a little upset, not because he was called Wu Laoer.

The old lady is about ten years older than her mother, and her appearance is completely different, let alone Zhenghuangqi's.

If it weren't for Feng Pang's son, the old lady would have lived for several more years. He remembered that the old couple would leave next year.

Feng Pang and Zhang Lianghou were playing money games. They played hard in the first month of the year and were stunned by the trick. After losing too much, they had no money to pay. They went to the mountains to trick deer and were kicked by the blind bear.

Hou Dabao didn't get the money and wanted to take over his land, so the old lady couldn't think of it and hanged herself.

Old Fengtou was a shameless person and never had anyone come to his house to collect debts. When his son and his wife left, he was furious to death.

"What a good boy!" The old lady puffed on her cigarette and remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Old Fengtou took four duck eggs from the cabinet and put them in Wu Hao's hand, then sat on the edge of the kang without saying anything.

"Auntie, I'm leaving first." Wu Hao couldn't stand the atmosphere, put the meat on the pot table, and went home.

The old lady in the room didn't say a word, and Old Feng didn't say anything. He said for a long time: "My child is so kind and righteous."

"Hey!" The old lady wiped the corners of her eyes and stared blankly at the window paper.

She can't even eat delicacies from the mountains and seas.

When Wu Hao returned home, he put the duck eggs on the pot stand and sat next to it to light the fire.

Gao Lijuan picked up four duck eggs and said displeasedly: "Old Feng doesn't want to owe anyone anything."

I guess I have been saving these four duck eggs for a long time and I am sure I have never been willing to eat them.

The whole village knew that the old man wanted face, and her family also wanted face. Saving people should not be in vain, and everyone would return a gift no matter what she gave her.

No tricks at all.

Wu Hao remained silent. In his previous life, he had lived a miserable life but could not bear to see the suffering of others.

Old Fengtou and the old lady were really tired. Is that called alive? At most, they were not dead.

A person can develop a habit in seven days. How does Feng Pang change it after more than 20 years of doing so?

Lao Feng and his wife were even more helpless, so he could only help as much as possible, but he couldn't do anything.

After eating, Wu Hao played with his sister for a while. When Gao Lijuan went to feed the chickens, he returned to his house and found an iron rod as thick as his little finger in his hand.

I walked to the cabinet and looked at the old-fashioned yellow lock. I inserted the iron rod into the lock and pressed it up and down.

"Click."

After a slight noise, the lock was unlocked. I opened the cabinet and looked at everything inside, and then locked it again with a click.

In the past, I didn't dare to take out the gun except for maintenance because I was afraid my mother would be angry. This time, I had to take the gun up the mountain for everything.

After putting my sister to sleep at night, I covered the lock with a piece of cotton cloth to minimize the sound, then pried it open and took out the gun.

He took out another bag of bullets and checked them again. He counted fifty rounds and put them in a small cloth bag. Everything was ready and he went to sleep.

He is not the kind of person who can't sleep due to trivial matters. He can wake up early if he wants.

When I opened my eyes, it was very dark in the room. The little bean bag didn't rise, which proved that it was not six o'clock yet. She was the alarm clock.

It's a pity that I don't have a watch, but I feel it's almost six o'clock.

I got up gently, put on my clothes and put on my leggings, took some big biscuits prepared yesterday and wrapped them in cloth.

Opening the cabinet, he took out the gun back, put the bullet in his pocket, and took out the bundle rope and snowshoes.

Open the door gently, walk slowly, and when you arrive at the door of the main house, open the door.

Something hit his feet and pressed against his legs, startling him and he quickly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound.

"Meow."

It was dark in the room and he couldn't see clearly. He was relieved when he heard the sound. Damn it, the cat ran so early to avoid the unlucky child.

More diligent than the donkeys in the production team.

Even though the room was dark, Wu Hao subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the kang, feeling a bit guilty.

He slowly closed the door, hesitated, walked to the dish rack, opened the door, took out four large pancakes, put them in his arms, opened the outer door and went out with the cat.

He closed the outer door and quietly left the yard, walked more than three miles north, entered the woods and found a slope to squat on.

In less than ten minutes, I saw a figure approaching by the snowy light.

"Ah." Wu Meng walked closer and breathed a sigh of relief: "My dad woke up and I told him to go out and pee."

"You are really useful!" Wu Hao said with hatred: "Won't he find out if you don't go back?"

"What can you do?" Wu Meng frowned and said, "Am I the one who is afraid of getting beaten?"

"Awesome!" Wu Hao gave him a thumbs up. He couldn't do anything to him and was heartbroken.

"Shall we wait for the big package?" Wu Meng crossed his arms in front of his chest and stamped his feet.

It is much colder now than it was in later generations, at least ten degrees colder. It is especially colder in the mountains in the morning and at night.

"Wait." Wu Hao turned around to find a snow nest, pulled some branches from the snow nearby and put them in, and then lay down there.

"You can't light the fire, but you will suffer a lot." Wu Meng squeezed beside him: "Second brother, how about we go first?"

"If you don't have a dog, who knows what will come out halfway? What if a mountain king pops out?" Wu Hao smiled and said: "If you can defeat it, we will leave now."

Wu Meng heard Shan Dawang tremble and felt the urge to urinate in his lower body, so he got up and went to pee.

"Heh." Wu Hao couldn't help but feel happy. This kid was not afraid of anything but tigers.

When they were children, they went into the mountains with their grandfather.

When they reached a hillside covered with large bluestones, the dog stopped moving forward and leaned over in a fighting position, its legs trembling.

The old man raised his gun on the spot and signaled the two of them to retreat slowly.

At this moment, the tiger sixty meters away suddenly stood up and roared. When Wu Hao heard it, he felt a cold air rushing straight through the sky, as if there was an electric current.

The tiger got up and roared, turned around and jumped into the pile of rocks to disappear. The old man fired three shots in a row but hit nothing.

At that time, he reminded him that the dogs he raised would feel like an enemy if they smelled the scent of the Mountain King. He had ten dogs and tried not to provoke him.

Big dogs can't do it either. A wild tiger will be killed with one hit. If someone holds a gun, it will bite first.

When he was young at that time, Wu Meng was so frightened by the roar of a tiger that he peed his pants. Now he pees when he mentions the tiger.

"Hou Dabao got up too late." Wu Meng came back and lay down to complain. He had just finished peeing and it was even colder.

Hou Qing will definitely go today. Lao Hou's family is jealous of the money.

If it's not too far away and I need to prepare, I'll go there yesterday.

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