Traveling through books in the 70s: The group favors the Wang family’s little koi carp

The little koi gritted its teeth: "The host really doesn't wait for a second."

Shen Jin walked back with the basket on his back: "Nothing can stop me from yearning for the lucky bag..."

"Of course, my president, I hope we can continue to cooperate happily."

"Or let me put it another way, I will only give you your trust this time, regardless of the reason or consequences, so in return, it is best if the lucky bag contains no water from me."

"Otherwise...I will never participate in such an inexplicable activity next time."

She, Shen Jin, always has the right to participate in activities freely.

The little koi was wilting in the sea of ​​consciousness. It knew exactly why the always good-tempered Shen Jin beat it.

Although this lucky bag task seems unremarkable, it seems to be just a free benefit newly thought out by the system.

But compared to all the tasks Shen Jin had done, the lucky bag task seemed much more 'mysterious', with no introduction or explanation.

Shen Jin was only asked to put the things in the designated location, and Shen Jin was not even told who would take them away or who would be helped.

It can be said that the lucky bag task was completely out of Shen Jin's control from beginning to end.

Shen Jin was able to complete the task without asking a question, and when he turned around, he simply typed a few words into the system.

Xinxun Tongzi has already begun to feel guilty online.

It's just that guilt is guilt, and it's better not to tell the host in advance what should be kept secret, the big deal...

The little koi spun around, painfully cutting out a few pieces of blessing. Looking at the things attracted by the blessing, I felt happy.

"Host, I see a big white goose flashing by over there!"

Shen Jin half-smiled but said, "An apology again?"

……

In the cattle shed of Dayang Village, Grandpa Huo quietly returned with a bamboo basket on his back.

After looking around and seeing no one else, he opened the door and went in with a happy face.

"Nan Xu, do you think what grandpa brought back?"

Huo Nanxu came out of the back room when he heard the shouting. The dark and cramped room seemed to suddenly become brighter when the young man appeared.

The dilapidated window could not block the light outside. The sunlight hit the young man's face, and the shadows outlined his deep and sharp facial lines.

No matter how you look at it, it looks out of place in this dilapidated bullpen.

He silently took the basket brought back by Grandpa Huo.

Grandpa Huo saw that he had a bad look on his face, and his heart skipped a beat: "How is your Grandpa Gu...?"

"I still can't eat. Uncle Liao and the others have already gone to see a doctor. The doctor may not be willing to come."

It can even be said that he will definitely not come. No one wants to be associated with the people in the bullpen.

These things are clear to the Huo family's ancestors and grandsons. They think of the glory they had in the first half of their lives, and now they are reduced to the point where they can't even hire a barefoot doctor.

The joy on Grandpa Huo's face could no longer be maintained, and his throat was a little tight: "Nan Xu, following Grandpa... I have wronged you."

There was a coughing sound in the back room, and Grandpa Huo quickly put aside his somewhat superior emotions and walked into the back room.

"Lao Gu, how are you?"

Seeing the skinny old man on the bed, who was extremely angry, he slapped his forehead.

"By the way, Nan Xu, hurry up and bring the basket in. You won't even guess what good things I found today."

He took the basket and said, "Look, ginseng, with this thing, Lao Gu, your old life is at stake. Look at your luck, God will not stop you."

The ancient head lying on the kang reluctantly opened his eyes: "Where did you find this good thing? Give it to Nan Xu, waste it on me."

Grandpa Huo's nose felt sour and he pretended to be angry: "What are you doing for Nan Xu? You can eat it if you are told!"

"What am I going to eat... There's no place to pick up this good stuff. I'm not sure you, old man, stole it from somewhere."

"Give it to Nanxu. Nanxu is a good fighter. If the owner comes to find the owner, he can still protect you. Give it to me. I'm going to take this breath, but what's the use of it?"

Grandpa Huo: ...I thought you were reluctant to eat to care for the younger generation, but it turned out that you, old boy, wanted to make my grandson feel strong enough to fight?

"Where are all this? You can eat this ginseng without worry. Don't look at me like that. I really didn't steal it. I have old arms and legs. Where can I steal it?"

"I picked this up on the mountain."

The old man groaned when he heard the words, closed his eyes again and didn't believe it.

If ginseng could be picked up on the mountain, these old guys wouldn't have to give up their old faces and ask a barefoot doctor to get medicinal materials.

It would be great to go directly to the mountain to pick it up.

There is everything you want, including ginseng, just like a dream.

"Hey, don't believe it. It's true. Look, there are still a bunch of mushrooms, but they are fresh. They were all picked up."

Grandpa Huo sounded a little excited: "Didn't I go up the mountain to collect some firewood today? It's not easy for us to hang out in front of others with our status."

"I went to the shady trail where we grew up to collect firewood. Unexpectedly, I saw a pile of things piled under a crooked-neck tree from a distance."

He pointed to the basket: "Looking closer, you can see that this pile of mushrooms and this ginseng are neatly piled together."

Gutou's breathing suddenly became heavy: "Since someone put it there on purpose, you have to return it quickly, otherwise if the villagers search it..."

"Don't be impatient." Grandpa Huo quickly gave him some relief, "Why are you still so impatient after so many years? What kind of character am I and you still can't trust me?"

"Do you know why I dare to pick them up? It's because they left a message clearly written on the ground."

"Say - give it to someone who is destined!"

"Giving it to a destined person?" Gutou couldn't believe it.

"Really, I can fool you with this matter. It's right where we usually collect firewood and dig wild vegetables." Grandpa Huo said this with some emotion.

"Old Gu, there are still many good people in the world. Everyone in the village knows that we are the only ones who can go to that place. That person deliberately put these things there."

"Even a valuable medicinal ingredient like ginseng is placed there. You don't know how I felt when I saw it."

My heart was heavy at first, thinking that if Gutou couldn't survive it, they would lose one of their old friends again.

Everyone regarded them as bad elements, and some kids would even throw stones at them. If they hadn't suddenly seen this bunch of 'good intentions'...

Even Grandpa Huo himself was not sure how long he could survive such a day.

Grandpa Huo smiled with tears in his eyes: "With our status, someone is willing to secretly help us in this way... How sad is my heart..."

He wiped the corners of his eyes, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and with trembling hands, he solemnly placed the ginseng as thick as his little finger into Gutou's hand.

Even his tone became solemn.

"So Lao Gu, even if it's for this kind person, you have to hold on. I always believe that even if the night is long, the dawn will eventually come."

Behind Grandpa Huo, Huo Nanxu stared at the things Grandpa Huo brought back with deep eyes.

He never believed that there was unreasonable kindness in the world, especially this sudden kindness.

So...who is this 'good samaritan'?

The purpose... what is it?