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Chapter 372 Xiaoyun Village

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    After the third uncle saw off the archaeological team, he came to pick up Zhao Muchen and his wife. This time there was room in the mule cart, and they both got on it.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know when this forest farm will resume production. Your eldest brother and the others are all working here. If it doesn¡¯t produce, they won¡¯t have any money.¡±

    The third uncle who was driving the mule cart thought that Zhao Muchen knew the people from the archaeological team, so he wanted to know when the archeology would be completed and when the forest farm would return to normal.

    In the eyes of villagers like them, what is archeology? Can it be used as food?  They could only get money if the forestry farm started working, but it had been more than a month since they took the ancient exam. Not only had they not finished the exam, but another group of people came, which made him worried.

    "My comrade really didn't say anything. He just arrived and doesn't know much about the situation inside."

    Hearing that Zhao Muchen didn't know about it, the third uncle was a little disappointed, but his eyes immediately lit up again, "Eldest nephew, you don't know. When the tomb was dug, it was so shiny that it dazzled the eyes. What was your elder brother doing there?  He came just in time and saw clearly. He came back to learn from us. We couldn't believe it. Who would have thought that there could be a grave under the big tree? The leader of the forestry farm happened to be there at that time, otherwise"

    Needless to say, the couple also thought about what would happen next. It is estimated that the shiny golden things would be swept away by the villagers who went to work.

    The couple looked at each other and knew what the other was thinking.

    "It is against the law to take things from the tomb. If you do, you will be chased back by the police. A few days ago, a tomb robber was caught in our city."

    What Fu Lanxiang said is true. In the early 1980s, policies were relatively relaxed.  When some people start making money, some people will become jealous. If they don¡¯t make money, they will try to find other ways to do it. There are thieves who steal things from living people, and there are also thieves who dare to steal belongings from dead people. But no matter who you steal from, you will go to jail if you are caught.  road.

    "Huh? Is it illegal to take things belonging to a dead person? That person has been dead for who knows how many years!"

    Third uncle couldn¡¯t understand, Fu Lanxiang didn¡¯t explain more, he just knew it was against the law.

    From the archaeological site to Xiaoyunzhuang, it took nearly an hour for the mule cart to travel. This mountain is really huge, and nowhere is very close to each other. They are all quite far away. There is no mule cart to travel, so we just rely on our feet.  I'll probably be exhausted to death.

    The third uncle pointed to the place in front where the smoke was rising and said: "Look, there is Xiaoyun Village ahead. There are not many families in our village, maybe a few dozen. Second Brother's house is at the west end of the village. I will send you there."  "

    Fu Lanxiang raised his eyes and looked up. How should I put it? From a distance, he felt like he was going back in time. He seemed to have returned to the 1950s.

    Maybe it¡¯s because I spend a lot of time in the city, and when I go back to the countryside, it¡¯s all in the suburbs, or Zhao Muchen¡¯s hometown. Although these places are not rich, they definitely don¡¯t look like this.

    Half of the houses of several households at the entrance of the village are collapsed. I don¡¯t know what is used to hold up the houses, but they are still usable.

    Fu Lanxiang is very worried that Aunt Zhao Muchen's house is like this. She can endure hardships and is not afraid of it. But living in such a house, she is afraid that she will not be able to sleep. She is always worried that the roof will fall off.

    She tugged at the corner of her man's clothes, and her man immediately knew what she was thinking. It was a good place to hide the leader Huang from Planned Parenthood. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find her here, but once her life returned,  Until liberation.

    The third uncle didn't know the little tricks of the couple, but he drove the mule cart. When he met someone from the same village and asked, he replied, "This is the second sister-in-law's nephew who came to see his aunt. He happened to meet them on the way."  Brought over."

    "Are you relatives of the second sister-in-law? The second sister-in-law and the others have just returned home, and we went into the mountains to pick mushrooms together."

    The person who asked quickly replied, pointing forward, "Look, isn't that the second sister-in-law? She hasn't entered the house yet."

    Following the direction he pointed, a woman carrying a large stack of firewood was walking forward.

    "She is really your aunt, please call her!"

    Third uncle ordered Zhao Muchen.

    Why are you still shouting? Zhao Muchen jumped off the mule cart and ran over directly, "Auntie, I am Mu Chen!"

    While he was talking, he had already gone to pick up the big pile of firewood behind the woman.

    "ah?"

    She didn¡¯t hear clearly Zhao Muchen¡¯s voice calling her, but someone wanted to take the big pile of firewood behind her, but she wouldn¡¯t let him.

    She turned around and looked back: "You? Who are you? Why are you robbing my pile of firewood!"

    "Auntie, I am Zhao Muchen, and I am your third nephew," Zhao Muchen explained again, "Didn't you ask your old boy to go to our village to find my dad some time ago?"Zhao Muchen reported his father¡¯s name again.

    It was only then that Zhao Muchen's aunt finally remembered: "Are you an old boy? When I married here, you were not born yet, and your eldest brother was only a little older at that time."

    The old lady was very excited after she recognized Zhao Muchen, and she was about to cry while holding his hand.

    Zhao Muchen was really afraid that she would cry, so he carried the pile of firewood she was holding on behind him, pointed to the mule cart parked not far away and said, "I met my third uncle halfway. He brought us here, and I took it."  The luggage and your niece-in-law are all on the mule cart."

    "Your wife is here too? That's great. Let's go, let's go. Don't talk about it on the way. Go home and sit on the pit to talk."

    Zhao Muchen's aunt is called Zhao Caixia. No one in this village knows her name. They all call her second sister-in-law. Over time, she got used to it. She greeted her third uncle: "Young third brother, please come too. Today, the eldest son and daughter-in-law are posting."  It¡¯s the perfect time to eat the corn flour pancakes.¡±

    They helped her pick up her nephew¡¯s daughter-in-law, and as a sister-in-law, she had to entertain her.

    "No need, I'll help you take the people and their luggage home, and then I'll go back. My wife is still waiting for me at home."

    Third uncle¡¯s family is living a good life, and they don¡¯t miss this big corn pancake.

    "Okay, then, you guys, ask your second brother to call you, and you can just order peanuts and drink some soju."

    Zhao Caixia was polite again and pulled Zhao Muchen home. At this time, Fu Lanxiang also came over and called Zhao Caixia 'aunt'.

    "Oh, my niece-in-law is so handsome. She is one of the best in all our villages. You are awesome, old boy!"

    When Zhao Caixia saw Fu Lanxiang, she first praised her, and then she praised her nephew.  In their country, if you can marry a beautiful wife, it means that a man is capable.

    Fu Lanxiang smiled meaningfully at this way of complimenting others, but it could be seen that Aunt Zhao was a cheerful person who spoke straightforwardly. This kind of person is easy to deal with.

    Aunt Zhao¡¯s house is on the far west side of the village entrance. There are no other houses on that side. It¡¯s a big uphill slope.

    Aunt Zhao¡¯s house occupies a large area. Fu Lanxiang could tell at a glance that it was connected to each room. This was a common sight in rural areas.

    When my son got older and wanted to start a family, he would always add rooms to his parents¡¯ old house. One room after another, it gradually became a row.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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