Wear 70 with the Taobao system

It was already time for lunch when the two arrived at the Fourth Brigade.

From the Qingcao Commune to the Fourth Brigade, the two walked for more than five hours. They were really tired and hungry, and with the clothes they put on, they didn't need to pretend to be embarrassed.

From the time the two entered the village, many people watched them along the way.

Because it was two women, no one stopped them. If there were two men, someone would probably come to interrogate them.

Xiang Nuan supported Wang Haiyan, and the two of them walked along the only road in the village, looking at the commune members standing on the side of the road holding rice bowls while eating and basking in the sun.

The sun is very good today. In this weather, people like to bask in the sun while eating. It is warm and comfortable.

The road was not wide, and the two of them were not walking fast.

Finally, a woman holding a rice bowl with a piece of cloth wrapped around her head raised her voice and asked, "Who are you two? Which one are you looking for?"

The two looked at each other, and Xiang Nuan walked over to the woman: "Hi, ma'am, I want to ask you about someone. Her name is Wang Haixia. She is 35 years old and looks like my mother."

Wang Haiyan hurried over at this time, smiled at the woman and said, "Sister, I came to look for my sister. The family who fled the famine earlier got separated. Our whole family has been looking for her all these years. I passed by your commune yesterday. , I heard that there are many people who have fled here before, so I came to ask."

Wang Haiyan did have a younger sister, but she didn't run away from famine, but died of hunger.

This time Wang Haiyan used her younger sister's identity to find an excuse.

This kind of half-truth and half-false is not easy to be noticed for a while.

Some around heard them talking, and they all came over with bowls.

Well (fourth tone) it’s fresh, and if it’s okay, listening to gossip is a kind of entertainment.

"My little sister is miserable. She went to dig wild vegetables when she was running away from famine, and she just got separated. All these years, our whole family has been inquiring about..."

As she spoke, Wang Haiyan's eyes turned red.

The woman was about to cry when she saw this man, and she decided in her heart that this matter must not be false.

The others also believed what the two of them said. After all, they all experienced the famine. Who didn't lose a few relatives?

After being told by Wang Haiyan, the years of powerlessness and despair were immediately recalled, and everyone's eyes were red.

Xiang Nuan stopped Wang Haiyan's narration in time. If you say too much, you are wrong. If something is revealed, it will be over, just stop as soon as you click.

When Wang Haiyan talked about that period of the past, she also felt sad. In addition, someone also recalled the year with her, so she confiscated her emotions for a while.

Being tugged by Xiang Nuan, Wang Haiyan stopped talking, wiped away her tears and asked, "Sister, I've been talking about it for a long time, and I've delayed your meal. When I was inquiring in the town, I heard that many of you here are I came here fleeing famine from other places, so I came to ask if there is my sister, who is a hard-working person, I just want to find her as soon as possible, and if she has a hard time, we can help each other."

Wang Haiyan continued: "You don't think I'm dressed well, but my brother is a promising worker. He earns 50 yuan a month, so he can definitely help her."

The elder sister wiped away her tears: "There are only three of us who escaped famine, but I have never heard of anyone with this name. Hey, Lao Liu, your family's ancestors are all here, have you heard of it?"

The old man whose name was called shook his head: "There is no one named Wang in our Fourth Brigade."

"Big brother, is there any daughter-in-law named Wang?"

The old man shook his head, "Go to the next village and ask about it."

The people in this mountain don't like to be called by the brigade, but they are used to being called by the village.

The two nodded, and asked Xiang Nuan, "Master, how do I get to the next village?"

"Just follow the path you stepped on and turn right all the way," said the old man Liu.

The two thanked each other and continued walking along a small dirt road.

Wang Haiyan lowered her voice and said, "It looks like it's not here."

"Let's take a look inside first." Xiang Nuan said, "It's all here."

After walking out of the village, Xiang Nuan took out the steamed buns she bought in the morning from her bag. There was nothing to be picky about, and each of them ate a cold and hard steamed bun.

After eating the steamed buns, the next small village appeared.

Some large villages in plain areas with a relatively concentrated population can have thousands of households and a population of over [-].

Generally, there are only a hundred households in a village, and a village with a thousand people is considered a big village.

Here is a mountainous area, and the residents are scattered.

There are only about seventy or eighty households in a brigade here, but the population is quite large.

In this day and age, there are at least five or six people in a family, and a family of three is rare.

In this kind of mountainous area, a team basically has more than one surname, and if they are in a group, others will not dare to bully them.

The two walked through two more teams, but they didn't find out what they wanted to know.

The two were also tired from walking, so they found a stone and sat down, intending to rest.

Judging from the inquiries, there are at least a dozen teams like this in the four major brigades. It is impossible for them to finish all of them.

The two of them were sitting when they saw four or five women coming from the other side of the road carrying farm tools, talking and laughing.

The group of people also saw the two of them, and immediately stopped laughing, with vigilant eyes.

When they passed by them, Wang Haiyan hurriedly yelled several times.

The women still stopped.

Wang Haiyan changed the rhetoric, saying that they came to visit relatives, and the relatives were called Wang Haixia: "Do you have such a person here?"

The leading woman said impatiently: "We are all locals here, and there are no foreigners. You can go elsewhere to inquire."

Then he urged the others to leave.

The two were a little disappointed.

The group of people walked about ten steps away, and suddenly someone fell behind a few steps, and saw her squatting down, as if she was buckling her shoelaces.

The woman urged her before, but the woman responded.

At this time, most of the shoelaces are made by digging a buttonhole on a cloth strip and sewing it on the shoe, and ordering a hole on the other side, and the buttonhole is matched with one buckle, and the job is done.

Some just use cloth strips without buttons, and it's done after one tie.

The moment the woman squatted down, both of them could tell that the woman was not tying her shoelaces, but writing.

She can read.

This made the two of them immediately vigilant, thinking that this trip should not be in vain.

The two didn't go over immediately, they didn't go until the woman who was writing trotted to catch up with the team and disappeared before their eyes.

Two words were written on the ground, Niu Peng.

The characters for friends are very well divided, and there is also a missing wooden character. It seems that they are not very proficient.

Then there is an arrow.

Neither of them could remember what the squatting woman looked like, but they remembered that she was quite young, in her early [-]s and [-]s, she should be married.

Wang Haiyan said: "Let's go and have a look."

Xiang Nuan grabbed her and said, "Let's just pretend to pass by, and don't go up rashly even if we find a problem."

Wang Haiyan is a public security officer, and she has a gene for profiteering in her bones, so Xiang Nuan was afraid that she would go up immediately after the next boss.

"Then hold me down later." Wang Haiyan also knew her temper.

Xiang Nuan rubbed the words on the ground with his feet, and the two walked towards the direction indicated by the arrow.