Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

This……

Yang Qingdai could fully imagine how ugly the captain's face would be when he learned the news.

An attempted murder occurred in the Youth League Institute in the evening, and tonight it was discovered that the Japanese were pretending to be educated youth and infiltrating the Qingshan Brigade.

Li Hongqing from the Youth League Institute was still in contact with them. Although no substantial evidence was obtained, it was enough to give the captain a headache.

Yang Qingdai expressed her concerns.

Uncle Ma smoked calmly, "Why do you think so much? Wang Kangkang is the team leader, he should be the one to think about the village affairs.

He is already in his forties, but he still acts like a dull boy all day long. He doesn't have the courage and spirit that his father had when fighting the Japanese.

When something happens, I still have to rely on your Yang family to help me make decisions. It's really useless."

Yang Qingdai felt happy in her heart, what a poor captain.

On the one hand, he was hit on the back of the head by his uncle Secretary Yang, and on the other hand, he was told that he was useless by his newly-appointed master Uncle Ma.

but,

"Master, how do you know the relationship between me and Secretary Yang?"

It seems that the captain also knows it very well?

"Your grandfather, Wang Kangkang's father, and I, the three of us, fought the Japanese together." At this point, Uncle Ma smiled, "Your grandfather and I are of the same generation, and Wang Kangkang's father is one generation younger than us. If we really have to count by generation, Wang Kangkang should call me 'little grandfather' and you 'little aunt'."

Well, it seems that the captain is really miserable.

With such a low generation, it’s no wonder that he has no choice but to be taught a lesson.

Tragic, really miserable.

"Ah? Then I am of the same generation as my uncle."

Damn, this is the damn seniority~

"How dare you call yourself a brother with your old Yang?" In the past, the family rules would have to be interrupted.

Yang Qingdai said awkwardly, "I dare not!"

"It's up to each of us. There aren't so many complicated rules.

"Okay, it's too late, go back." Uncle Ma waved his hand to drive them away, "Let your little wolf cub come over tomorrow, and you, just continue to go up the mountain to collect herbs."

Yang Qingdai's eyes widened and she pointed at herself, "What about me? I want to learn too."

Uncle Ma shook his head. "Forget about it. Your muscles and bones are in shape and you can't endure the hardship. You should learn medical skills from my old woman. I can save your life."

Stop talking nonsense, go call Wang Kangkang over, and go back to sleep."

"Oh~"

Yang Qingdai reluctantly picked up the bow and arrow that she had placed next to Uncle Ma's sword when she first entered the door.

Granny Ma brought over a dozen green-skinned duck eggs in a bamboo basket and told her, "Take them home to calm your nerves. The world is not peaceful these days, so try not to go out late at night in the future, okay?"

Yang Qingdai nodded obediently, "Got it, Granny Ma. I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow."

He took the green-skinned duck eggs from the bamboo basket and waved goodbye to them.

He walked as fast as if he was on Hot Wheels, and arrived at the captain's house, banging on the door.

"Captain, Captain, wake up quickly. Uncle Ma wants to talk to you. Captain, Captain..."

"Here I come, here I come, knock, knock, even announcing a death wouldn't knock on someone's door like you do."

The captain, who was wearing a coat and hurried over to open the door, tried to open his sleepy eyes. When he saw Yang Qingdai, who was holding a flashlight in one hand and a bamboo basket in the other, still knocking on the door, he immediately flew into a rage: "You'd better have something urgent to do, otherwise even if Uncle Yang comes, he won't be able to save your legs."

"It's urgent, it's extremely urgent!" Yang Qingdai gestured exaggeratedly, "Two educated youth died at Uncle Ma's house, the new educated youth who came with Li Laoer and the others."

"what!!!"

The captain, who had suddenly regained consciousness, looked even paler under the bright light of Yang Qingdai's flashlight. With trembling lips, he asked Yang Qingdai as if to confirm:

"Tell me you couldn't sleep at night and came here to play a prank."

Yang Qingdai tried hard to resist the urge to roll her eyes. What kind of brain disorder must she have to play such a joke on him?

"Captain, do you think I'm such a boring person?

Those two are still lying in front of Uncle Ma’s house, you, hey, don’t run so fast~”

The captain didn't even have time to close the door and ran away.

Yang Qingdai held a flashlight behind him to illuminate the road and shouted, "Captain, don't worry. They can't get up and run again. Don't run so fast, watch the road carefully~"

The captain stumbled and was too lazy to turn back to deal with the nonsense girl. He just kept a record of the account with her and they would settle it together later.

Seeing that the captain, like a gust of wind, arrived at Uncle Ma's house safely, Yang Qingdai went home with the green-skinned duck eggs and went to sleep with peace of mind.

He didn't notice the captain's pale face, but when he saw the two male educated youth from the last batch lying on the ground, his face turned ashen.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

Uncle Ma lit the kerosene lamp, brought a chair and sat at the door. "It's just as you saw."

The captain was about to cry.

"uncle……"

"What a prospect." Uncle Ma felt like he had lost face.

"These two little devils are enemy agents and spies. They want to find the treasures buried with the dead in the legendary ancient tomb in the belly of Qingshan Mountain. They sneaked in to pry open my door in the middle of the night."

"What? Uncle, this..."

Damn, are all the people above dead?

Can you carefully check the identity backgrounds of those who signed up to go to the countryside? How did such a big mistake come about?

"You didn't notice the strange tone these two were talking in? And you took them back to Qingshan Brigade?" Uncle Ma asked calmly, "They lived in the Youth House. Didn't those who lived and ate with them find anything wrong?"

When asked this by Uncle Ma, the team leader's brain was startled. Yes, why didn't any educated youth mention this to him?

The captain frowned, "Why would they come to you?"

Except for Yang Qingdai's grandfather and her own father who had passed away long ago, all the villagers and educated youth in Qingshan Brigade only knew that Uncle Ma was just an ordinary old man who had no ability to work and could only look after the cowshed and drive cattle.

Uncle Ma blew his beard and glared, "You ask me, who should I ask? These two devils brought a wooden warehouse with them. You should report it to the police immediately and deal with it before daybreak, so as not to alert the enemy."

"The man in the bullpen?"

He is now worried that those who are locked up in the bullpen will be implicated innocently.

Uncle Ma shook his head and sighed again, "Can you put it another way? They were going to assassinate the people in the bullpen, and were led here by me and my apprentice?"

"Right, right, right," the captain slapped his forehead, "Why didn't I think of this? No, who is your apprentice? Why don't we know?"

Before, they had earnestly urged the two elders to take in an apprentice so that they could have someone to look after them in the future, but they were beaten by him.

Why did you accept a disciple so suddenly?

"Yeah, two." Uncle Ma included Yang Ziling in the count.

Over the years, I only like these two children.

"Who?"

"Why? Do you want to kowtow and pour tea for your aunt and uncle?"

No, he doesn't want to at all!

"I'm going to call the police first. Can you keep an eye on it for me?"

The captain left in a hurry. It was late at night, and there were two dead people lying not far away, "staring" at them and chatting. It was creepy.