Back to 70s busy husband

Just do it.

On Saturday, Mu Yuan led Yan Hui to the farm in the upper and lower jurisdictions of the town. The location was so remote that Yan Hui needed Mu Yuan's support to move forward, because they walked the field road all the way.

A field road is a small road repaired and separated between two fields. On that section of the road, people can only stand there with their feet together. If they move a little, there is a risk of falling.

Mu Yuan held her hand and hugged Mu Changjun. Mu Changjun felt that his uncle and aunt were walking hard, so he curled up and his mouth was tight, probably because he was afraid of falling off.

After a lot of hardships.

The three finally arrived at their destination.

Yan Hui breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the dirt on his feet and the dirt on the hem of his trousers, stamped his feet to shake off some of the mud, looked up at the dilapidated house, it was really dirty and messy, and most importantly, the terrain was very low , It feels like a heavy rain can drown.

I am really not afraid of people running away.

Mu Yuan took her to explain the situation to the guard, and stuffed two packs of good cigarettes. The guard weighed the cigarettes and said with a smile, "You're here, let me help you look."

"Okay, thanks."

Soon, the goalkeeper informed them that they could go in, Yan Hui and the chief shepherd looked around, and the people inside also looked at him.

Mu Minglai, who was crazily hoeing the ground, also walked out with his arms pressed down, and the people around him pointed at the three of them, and Mu Zhangjun saw Mu Changjun from a distance away.

He looked around blankly.

Obviously a little uncomfortable, he kept hugging Mu Yuan's neck tightly and refused to let go.

The three of them also saw Mu Ming coming.

To be honest, I was a little intimidated.

They also know that land reclamation has been difficult since ancient times, and it is basically a brute force. Mu Minglai originally belonged to the Mujia brigade's first job in vain, and it has only been a year.

It was so dark and thin that it was unsightly.

The previously white and tender round face has turned dark, with deep wrinkles on the face, and the most important hands are thick and old, with cracks at the roots.

"Go here!"

The person who pressed Muming said in a vicious voice.

Then it is isolated.

Mu Minglai and them were separated by bars.

The chubby and white head shepherd blinked at the man in front of him. Seeing him staring at him, he was a little scared, and slipped into Muyuan's arms, "Uncle, let's go."

"What are you going to do? It's your father, call someone."

Mu Yuandao.

Usually everyone shows the pictures of Mu Minglai to the children, but Mu Yuan hasn’t come for a while, and Mu Minglai has changed so much that it’s hard for adults to recognize them, let alone children.

Chief Mu Jun lay on Mu Yuan's body, and turned to Mu Ming with his back turned, "Uncle, let's go, let's go."

Although the child's voice is soft and glutinous.

But since he started to speak very clearly, so the shepherd through the bar can also hear clearly, and the child dislikes him very much.

Also.

He is so depressed now.

He himself dislikes it.

But seeing the child so close to Muyuan Yanhui, Baibai Pangpang, is not very pleasant.

"Brother, sister-in-law, please forgive me."

The chief shepherd pulled out a forced smile.

"Come on, if it's really troublesome, you can come out and bring it yourself, otherwise don't talk so much nonsense." Mu Yuan disliked his face, especially looking at his rough face stained with wind and frost, he was a little afraid to look directly at it.

He left the town and went to Hong Kong City for only two months. Why did Mu Ming come to change so much, "What do you want to do after making such a fuss?"

Hearing his question, the chief shepherd laughed, his dark face brightened a little: "I opened up wasteland some time ago, and now I am also building waterways. We took the lead and said that if we work hard, we can reduce the number of years. Now I It's our best."

"……Good."

at such a moment.

It is impossible for Mu Yuan to persuade him to take good care of his body and stop fighting, because if he doesn't work hard, he will have no motivation to live.

"Chang Jun, let's get acquainted. I'm your unreliable father." Mu Minglai greeted him with a smile.

When Mu Zhangjun heard his name, he looked back at the man who made him a little scared, and when Mu Ming came, he said to him, "Call me Dad."

"No... Dad."

The chief shepherd wants to express.

You are not dad.

Mu Minglai looked at him without blinking, and when he heard the word "father" clearly, the armor he had built since he was imprisoned suddenly collapsed, and two lines of tears flowed from his slightly sunken eye sockets.

Covering his eyes with rough and cracked hands, he tried his best to hold back, but his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

He has been worthy of many people in his life.

The only thing he will owe in his whole life is the child in front of him.

The chief shepherd was frightened by him at first.

Looking at his uncle and aunt in a daze, Yan Hui whispered, "Coax him."

The chief shepherd looked at Muming with big black and white eyes, leaned close to him, and wiped his tears with his small hands through the bars.

"Don't cry...you're not good..."

Through the bars.

The father and son reconnected after a long time.

Mu Minglai sat on a somewhat damaged wooden stool, motionless, his skin, rough as sandpaper after being blown by the wind and rain, was touched by a child, and the tears were dried.

The chief shepherd showed a shy smile at Mu Minglai, "Good boy."

Mu Minglai smiled, bitterness, joy, and relief intertwined. It was uglier than crying. He stroked the child's head with his rough palm, and said in a hoarse voice, "Chang Jun is a good baby."

The chief shepherd showed a sweet smile.

He also thinks he's pretty good.

"Time is up."

The staff reminded.

The two pairs of men and horses separated.

Before Mu Minglin left, he looked back at Mu Changjun, and didn't look away until the moment the door was closed.

Zi La La's dilapidated iron gate was closed.

Mu Yuan and Yan Hui also need to leave. The two couples are in a heavy heart, but the Chief Mu is heartless, "Sister, sister, uncle, aunt, sister..."

He hasn't seen his sister for a long time.

Chief Mu looked around in Mu Yuan's arms, muttering non-stop, Yan Hui said, "My sister is at home."

"go home……"

The chief shepherd wants Yan Hui to hug him.

Yan Hui hugged him, and the chief shepherd whispered, "Good baby."

Yan Hui looked down at him.

Noticing that the child was looking in the direction of the iron gate without blinking, Yan Hui smiled and rubbed his hair, "We will bring you to see your father next time, okay?"

"Good baby." The head shepherd murmured.

"Well, sweet baby."

Yan Hui kissed his chubby cheek.

In her beautiful eyes, there is a deep longing for the old man, if Lin Jiajia is alive at this moment, how wonderful it would be.

Ke Muyuan came to puncture the warmth.

He directly lifted the clothes on the child's hand, and there was a piece of letter paper inside, Yan Hui's eyes widened unconsciously, "What are you doing?"

She suddenly felt that she had done something wrong.

"Why do you let him keep his brain alive? Don't think that everything will be fine if you stay here. I don't want to raise his son for nothing. If you want his son to eat hot and spicy food all day long, you should think carefully about how to make money."

Mu Yuan opened the letter angrily.