Reborn as a rough guy in the 1970s, Jiaojiao is blessed with good fortune

Xiuxiu was worried and very confused by Zhang Jiancheng's strong emotional change. She walked to Feng Laogen, picked up the playing balls, and asked, "Dad! Do you know that person?"

Feng Laogen raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite Zhang Jiancheng: "Isn't that Sun Youliang! Does he know Jiancheng?"

Before Xiuxiu could ask further questions, Feng Laogen himself said, "Oh, yes! Jiancheng's father and he were guarding the scrap collection station together back then. We must know each other!"

Xiuxiu became even more confused and said to her father, "But Brother Jiancheng doesn't seem to want to listen to him!"

"It shouldn't be!" Feng Laogen lit the dry pipe again, and his thoughts went back to many years ago. He said:

"Back then, Zhang Mancang was working the night shift and encountered a steel thief. He risked his life to fight the thief. If Sun Youliang hadn't rushed over to help, he would have been killed on the spot. How would he have had the chance to be sent to the hospital to see his family? My last meeting with my daughter!”

When Xiuxiu heard this, her expression changed. She had too little memory of this incident in her previous life, or she had never cared about Zhang Jiancheng's family at all.

It turns out that Sister Qinghua's fate is so unfortunate. Seeing her father who died tragically for the last time must be such a heartbreaking situation.

Feng Laogen sighed and said: "Sun Youliang was also seriously injured at that time. If it weren't for the Tibetan Mastiff he kept with him, the two of them would not be able to defeat the thief with the dick in his hand. I heard that the thief was bitten badly by the Tibetan Mastiff. , even though he ran away, no one has been found yet..."

Tibetan Mastiff again! As soon as Xiuxiu heard her father say these words, the memories in her mind suddenly rolled up like an ocean. The forgotten memories seemed to be carried by huge waves and pulled out from the deepest part.

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The memories were mixed with the voice of his father in his previous life, which sounded loud and clear: "The Tibetan Mastiff bit him badly... If Zhang Jiancheng hadn't had experience in the army and forced himself to abandon the arm that was torn apart by the dog, the Tibetan Mastiff would have survived." have eaten……"

This was what her father said in her previous life. At that time, she was still breastfeeding her first child. She had not yet come out of the depression of childbirth and did not care about the outside world at all.

Looking back now, Xiuxiu has a vague understanding of the causes and consequences of Zhang Jiancheng's broken arm in his previous life. Zhang Jiancheng didn't know he had any grudge against the people at the scrapyard, but he came to seek revenge and took over an arm that was torn off by a Tibetan mastiff.

While he was seriously injured and hospitalized, Sister Qinghua returned to her parents' home to help him take care of his balls. Zhang Jiancheng's brother-in-law found him in Xiaoxi Village. After a violent domestic violence incident, Sister Qinghua died tragically under her husband's fist.

Xiuxiu's eyes widened, and she understood the general situation incomprehensibly. In anger and sadness, she hugged the balls in her arms so tightly that they started to groan.

Feng Laogen noticed something strange about his daughter and asked directly in front of her: "What's wrong, daughter?"

Xiuxiu came back to her senses and saw Sun Youliang who was warm to Zhang Jiancheng. After all, that man was related to the scrap station, and Zhang Jiancheng would not become so angry and hostile for no reason.

Xiuxiu's eyes were red and she said: "Dad, can you go and distract that Sun Youliang? Brother Jiancheng doesn't like him!"

Feng Laogen only listened to his daughter and Zhang Jiancheng's words now. When he saw something was wrong with his daughter, he nodded and said without thinking: "Sure!"

After saying that, he took the dry tobacco bag with his hands behind his back, turned around and walked towards the two people. When he came closer, he waved his hand and called: "Old Suntou! Come and hand over the food too."

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Sun Youliang glanced at Feng Laogen. He knew everyone who often walked around the commune when he was young, but he was obviously not happy for Feng Laogen to intervene. However, since Zhang Jiancheng was in front of him, he took advantage of the situation and said:

"Come on! This is Jiancheng. I want to jump in line with Jiancheng. My old lady's legs and feet are too slow. She wasted a lot of time on the road. She is queuing far behind!"

Feng Laogen was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Jiancheng's indifferent face, and thought about his daughter's anxious expression. He thought that the young couple did not want Sun Youliang to jump in line, and pushed his father to take charge of the overall situation.

Thinking of this, Feng Laogen stiffened instantly. He had an idea in an instant, shook his head and said, "Hey! Don't mention cutting in line!"

He walked up to Sun Youliang with his hands behind his back and said into his ear: "My child just had a fight with someone from Zhangling Village and almost called the police!"

Sun Youliang said "Oh!" with a confused expression. Just when he was about to speak, Feng Laogen pressed his hand and whispered: "It's not that I won't let you jump in line. You have to see if you can beat Zhang Ling behind him." From the village!"

Sun Youliang looked at the motorcade lined up behind him. The grain bags were filled with big men. It was not like he had not seen the fight just now.

"Hey! These days..." Sun Youliang sighed, and then he realized and asked: "Eh? Are you two from the same family?"

"These three carts of grain belong to me!" Feng Laogen pointed at Zhang Jiancheng and said, "Isn't it true that all the young people in the village have gone to various houses to help!"

Sun Youliang said "Oh!" again. Seeing Zhang Jiancheng's indifferent look, and Feng Laogen's words of rejection just now, Sun Youliang's eyes also became indifferent and he said, "Come on.

I won’t cause you any more trouble! "

Before anyone even lifted his feet, he heard Feng Laogen’s words of farewell: “Let’s go!”

A trace of disgust flashed in Sun Youliang's eyes, and he said, "Let's go!"

"See you later!" Feng Laogen put the dry pipe into his mouth again and looked at Sun Youliang's lonely back with a smile.

Sun Youliang walked toward the back of the team. No one saw the disgust in his eyes and the evil sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Jiancheng clenched his fists and stared straight at the man's back, submerged in the army of people lining up to deliver food. The veins on his fists were still swollen.

Xiu Xiu walked over and poked his arm. Only then did Zhang Jiancheng look away. When facing Xiu Xiu, the anger in his eyes slowly faded away.

Xiuxiu really wanted to know what was going on in his mind and why he was so hostile to Sun Youliang. She even wanted to ask him what the things recorded in the old account book hidden in his pillow meant, but she knew that was not the time to talk about that. when.

Xiuxiu saw that although his anger had faded, he still looked nervous, so she said, "Edan is always making trouble! Why don't you see if you can help us join the queue?"

When Zhang Jiancheng heard what she said, his eyes immediately lit up, he nodded and said, "Okay! Just wait!" He turned around and disappeared into the army of food deliverers.

About twenty minutes later, the team marched forward slowly for a short distance, and then they saw the sound of a tractor on the trail. Zhao Xiaosheng stood on the tractor and called out: "Xiuxiu, come here!"

It turned out that Zhang Jiancheng asked Zhao Xiaosheng to pick them up. The Feng family loaded the grain onto the tractor with everyone's envious eyes on them, and were soon pulled to the tractor's special entrance to line up.

There were four tractors lined up in front, and Zhao Xiaosheng jumped off to drag them.

Pull the machine and walk towards the grain station yard.

Xiuxiu saw him shout "Stationmaster Zhao!" warmly to the middle-aged man next to the scale, handed him a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Add another car! From Xiaoxi Village!"

Stationmaster Zhao looked serious as a leader, pushed away the cigarette, frowned and said, "Xiaoxi Village? Isn't that the village where Zhang Jiancheng is the leader? What are you looking for? Are you marrying into the family?"