"It's been so good, I haven't had such a good time to drink it." Old man Wu threw his arms and legs, chatting with the fat man while punching.

The fat man stretched and looked a little depressed. He stayed in the guesthouse all night and woke up long ago.

"Uncle Wu, you're going home for dinner." The crisp sound of big braids came from afar, and then the pretty figure ran closer, first smiled at Old Man Wu with a affectionate smile, then glanced at the fat man with big eyes, and glared at him "intimately".

"Girl, Uncle Wu has been locked in the bullpen for so many years, and now he is finally going to be rehabilitated. I am happy that I have a few more drinks with Xiao Huang. Thanks to him, I can have a good drink. You are not allowed to bully others." Old Man Wu smiled heartily, then walked away, throwing the fat man and his big braid behind. The old man understood more than anyone else, and saw that the two people behind him were a little confused.

In this way, the depression in the fat man's heart immediately dissipated: "Xiaoyu, look at Uncle Wu so happy, will he be rewarded with something?"

The big braid reached out his hand like lightning and gently twisted the fat man's waist and eyes: "I'll give you a reward." Then he couldn't help but fly in his cheeks.

Although he was separated by the autumn clothes, the fat man still shivered, which was almost the same as when he was electrocuted, but he felt happy: It seemed that something happened this time without drinking, and there was still a chance.

Breakfast is very simple, boiled eggs with porridge and pickles. The eggs were also brought back by Xiaoyu from Kaoshantun. The eggs laid after the beginning of autumn can be stored for several months.

Old Man Wu was very interested. While drinking millet porridge with Zhiliui, chatting with Secretary Wang, all of them were "two whatevers", "practice is the only criterion for testing truth", "a great discussion on truth", etc., the fat man didn't understand.

However, he vaguely felt that this old man Wu should be a rehabilitation of his old cadre, and judging from his style, he might be a soldier.

After dinner, everyone sat and chatted. The fat man talked about the last time he went to the mountain to hunt. Qiqi also added it next to him, especially the tiger laughed at her, which was even more mysterious.

Old Man Wu slapped his thigh: "Take a walk with Xiao Huang in the mountains while he is free."

"Lao Wu wants to use his skills as a sharpshooter again, but unfortunately I can't accompany him. Xiao Huang, take good care of Uncle Wu." Secretary Wang did not stop him at all. He knew that his old comrades would be busy soon and he had a rare leisure time. After squatting in the cowshed for several years, the misery in his heart can be imagined and he also needs to vent.

Of course, the fat man didn't know what they were thinking. How many people could not stand this kind of hardship and committed suicide unjustly. How much perseverance and belief would be required to survive if someone like Old Man Wu had.

"Uncle Wu, how is your old shooting skills?" The fat man was more concerned about this issue. If he was really a sharpshooter, the wild animals in the mountains might suffer.

"That's more," Dapianzi rushed to say: "A foreign soldier came back then and said he wanted to compete for shooting skills. Uncle Wu picked up his rifle, fired three shots in a row, and cut off three phone lines, scaring the foreigner so much that he didn't even dare to take the gun. Finally, he said, 'Never fight with Chinese soldiers on the ground'."

A sense of heroism rose from the fat man's chest, but it quickly turned into worry: this gun technique is much more than that of Wang San's cannon god, so it's better not to go.

Somehow, since I had the idea of ​​Baoshantou, the fat man felt that those wild animals should be protected and could not be hunted casually, just like his own things, selfish and selfish.

The fat man was frowning and drooping his head without saying a word. But Xiao Qiqi next to him blinked for a long time: "Grandpa Wu, don't let you enter the mountain. What should I do if the birds and deer in the mountain are wiped out?"

"Hahaha, little kid, grandpa just walked around the mountain. Do you think he was going to fight to the death like on the battlefield." Old man Wu glanced at the fat man, then reached out and rubbed Qiqi's head hard for a few times. There was no way, this little girl was so popular.

The fat man then felt at ease and agreed to it that he was still quite enthusiastic about hunting, and he just chose some wild animals with a large number of them to beat them.

"I'll go too, and take care of Uncle Wu." Dapianzi also made a request.

"Qiqi is going back too!" When he heard about hunting, Qiqi's little eyes shone brightly, so of course he refused to fall.

***

Sitting on the convertible Jiefang truck of the county theater troupe, the fat man was warm and happy. The truck was filled with clothing props, generators, tableboards and other applications. In addition, there were five actors from the theater troupe, one by one, wrapped in cotton coats and dog-skin hats on their heads, which was no different from an old farmer.

The fat man is quite special, and he wears a pair of autumn clothes and pants. Although the wind is cold in the car, it is not cold at all. First, he has strong cold resistance, and second, he has a yellow coat with big braids on his back, and his heart is very warm.

Big braided with Qiqi in her arms, so she put her coat on the fat man.

Old Man Wu and the fat man stood side by side, and their clothes were blown loudly. He looked left and right and was in high spirits. He originally asked him to sit inside, but he insisted on watching the scenery outside.

I galloped all the way and came to Daqingshan Commune in the blink of an eye. However, the road leading to Kaoshantun was too narrow, with one meter of snow on both sides, and there was only a shiny path in the middle, so the Jiefang car couldn't get through.

The fat man jumped out of the car and happened to see the big fat man slashing his feet and coming at lightning. He quickly stopped him: "Go back and tell the captain that the people from the county theater troupe are coming, and send a horse sled to pick up people."

"It's really here, Brother Huang, you're so good!" The fat man turned around and flew away. Maybe he was too excited and staggered onto the snow pile next to the road and fell to a big horse.

The fat man was about to go forward to help him, but he saw the big fat man rushing up and kicking for a few times, and then he disappeared after a while.

After waiting for more than two hours, I saw a row of horse-drawn sleds coming up on the road, and there were as many as twenty or thirty, close to the ice surface, and came to me like flying.

Captain Li jumped off the first sledge and shouted: "Welcome, warm welcome." Then he grabbed Old Man Wu's hands: "I didn't expect you can really come to our Kaoshantun. I have nothing to say, get in the car."

"This is Uncle Wu, an old comrade-in-arms of Secretary Wang of the county party committee. He came to our Kuoshantun for a walk. Those were the comrades of the troupe." The fat man introduced everyone to the captain, then rewrote the things onto the sled, and then flew straight to Kuoshantun.

When we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw a large group of men, women, young and old standing there looking forward to it. The situation was more enthusiastic than welcoming the superiors to inspect.

When the crowd saw the horse sledge, cheers burst out, followed behind and trotted. The old man shouted, "pulling the big saw, pulling the big saw, watching a big show at my grandma's doorstep", just like crazy.

The sledge went straight to the yard of the production team. Twenty or thirty young men started unloading things and building a platform. The guests from afar were invited to sit on the kang to warm up.

The villagers came over to see the new things one after another, and sent them away one after another, which was more active than the bears and tigers who visited the circus.

"So handsome, look at how beautiful these two girls are."

"The young man is also energetic and deserves to be an actor in the county theater troupe." Everyone praised the well-informed actors and blushed a little.
Chapter completed!