The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Zhu Xiaomin had already sat down on the sack. When she saw Meng Zihao coming up, he patted the seat opposite him and said with a smile: "Uncle, our breeding base has just been built. We have to see the results before we can guide you. Otherwise, we will not be able to lead you." If it doesn’t work, the spread of the stall will be too big and the losses will be huge.”

The uncle nodded repeatedly: "It's good to have hope."

Listening to the three people in the car chatting lively, Shi Meijun curled his lips and said: "Brother Lu, Sister Xiaomin has forgotten about you, so I should go back with you."

Lu Mingzheng glanced at her, stepped onto the car with his long legs, kicked off again, and rode off.

Shi Meijun said "Hey" and saw him rushing up an uphill slope. The car ran over a stone, bounced a little, then ran down a downhill slope, turned another corner, and soon disappeared. He couldn't help stamping his feet and huffing. They also took a donkey cart ride.

Zhu Xiaomin was talking to the driver, but her eyes took in this scene and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhu Xiaomin and the other three got off the bus at the entrance of Liushu Village, thanked the driver, and walked toward the village together.

It was just after lunch time, and all the people working at work were on the mountain. There were only some old, weak, sick and disabled people in the village. At this time, they were squatting under the big willow tree at the head of the village, chatting.

The three people entered the village. Although Meng Zihao was known to everyone, they were not familiar with each other. Shi Meijun was well known in the village because of the incident with Qian Tuzi, but they rarely talked to each other. The most familiar person was that he had been here for several years. Zhu Xiaomin was born, and because of her good popularity, the aunts and ladies immediately greeted her.

Zhu Xiaomin responded with a smile: "Hello, Aunt Li! What did Grandma Xia eat today? Aunt Huang Liu, this baby has grown up a lot after not seeing you for a few days..." While saying hello, he walked inside.

When Shi Meijun heard the words "Zhu Zhiqing" here and "Xiaomin girl" there, she felt that she was being ignored. She curled her lips and whispered: "Sister Xiaomin, what's the use of having a relationship with them?"

Zhu Xiaomin glanced at her and smiled: "I'm happy."

Shi Meijun: "..."

Meng Zihao couldn't help but chuckle, but said seriously: "Shi Zhiqing, the interactions between people are accidents of human relationships, not for the sake of being useful. Just change the perspective, get along only if you are useful, but how do you know that you will not get along in the future? Use it? You are not here now. When you need help, who will you go to? "

Shi Meijun curled her lips again: "They are all from rural areas and they don't know a lot of Chinese characters. How could I beg them?"

Meng Zihao shook his head: "That's hard to say."

Zhu Xiaomin raised his eyebrows slightly, but said with a smile: "Shi Zhiqing's idea is not the only one."

There is also Nie Yifei, who also wants to take full advantage of the people he has been with, but the two people's thoughts are magically consistent.

What word did you use in your last life?

By the way, it's called "refined egoism."

Shi Meijun disagreed: "That's right!"

After just chatting for a few words, I heard a hoarse cry like a wild beast coming from the yard next to me: "Hoo hoo ho..."

The three people were startled, and turned around. Through the wall less than one meter high, they saw a person lying on a deck chair in the yard. He was covered with a shabby quilt, only his head was exposed, and his face was already gone. There is no skin, only bloody red flesh is exposed, there are no ears on both sides, the two eyes are deeply sunken, leaving only two pits, the nose is half collapsed, leaving only one nostril, and the mouth cannot see the outline of lips, with only two holes in the middle. A crack was opening to make that terrifying sound.

Money bald man!

Even though Lu Mingzheng had told her, Zhu Xiaomin still had a sudden thought in her heart. She suppressed the exclamation she almost blurted out, and stared in surprise at the thing that didn't look like a human or a ghost.

But Shi Meijun couldn't help but scream, grabbed Meng Zihao, and hid behind him, her whole body trembling unconsciously.

Meng Zihao had never seen such a tragic situation, and his heart felt chilly, and he asked in a trembling voice: "This... this..."

What's this? I was just so frightened that I couldn't say anything.

Zhu Xiaomin shook his head slightly, tugged on his sleeve, and whispered: "Let's go."

Before she could move, Aunt Qian heard Qian Baldy's cry and rushed out. She rushed to Qian Baldy's side and asked repeatedly: "What's wrong? Dabao, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

Qian Baldy didn't respond, his head turned blankly, and he still made a "hooho" sound in his mouth, as if he was looking for something.

Aunt Qian looked up and saw three people. She immediately asked sharply: "Have you heard about the person who harmed you?"

"Hoo ho..." Qian Baldy shouted and actually nodded.

Zhu Xiaomin's pupils shrank unconsciously, sweat began to form on her palms, and she felt unspeakable regret.

Why did you forget what Lu Mingzheng said?

Aunt Qian immediately asked: "Who? Is it Shi Zhiqing or Zhu Zhiqing?"

Qian Baldy made a few "ooh" noises and nodded.

Shi Meijun immediately screamed: "It's not me, it's not me, Qian Baldy, don't talk nonsense, I didn't..."

Aunt Qian looked at her, then at Zhu Xiaomin, and then asked: "Dabao, who do you think you are? Is it Zhu Zhiqing?"

Zhu Xiaomin was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. She wanted to rush over and knock Qian Baldy unconscious, but her legs were nailed to the ground and she couldn't move.

Qian Baldy yelled "ho ho" and nodded.

Aunt Qian's eyes widened suddenly and she glared at Zhu Xiaomin fiercely: "Is it you?"

Zhu Xiaomin took a deep breath, tried to stabilize her emotions, shook her head and said, "No, no, Baldy Qian, you are wrong!"

"Hoo ho" Qian Baldy was still shouting, struggling upright on the reclining chair, his face twisted in pain, and the quilt on his body slipped down, revealing large areas of burned body.

Meng Zihao was shocked when he saw it, and immediately said: "This aunt, this... he... is seriously injured, and his expression cannot be accurate. Maybe that's not what he meant."

Not to mention that there are many women in this village, but among these two, no matter how you look at it, Shi Meijun seems to be the one with the more guilty conscience.

Aunt Qian's eyes turned red, she gritted her teeth and shouted loudly, "Isn't that accurate? He hasn't been so excited since he was injured." To confirm her words, she asked again, "Dabao, tell me, is he Shi Zhiqing?"

Both asked, if one nods and the other shakes his head, it is expressing his judgment.

Unexpectedly, after hearing her words, Baldy Qian nodded again.

Both nodded.

Aunt Qian glared again.

Zhu Xiaomin's tense nerves instantly relaxed. She shook her head and said, "Mrs. Qian, maybe he is just agitated. I'm sorry, we were not careful." After saying that, he pulled Shi Meijun and walked away.

"Don't leave!" Aunt Qian shouted loudly, and immediately rushed out, reaching out to grab the two people's shoulders.

Zhu Xiaomin turned aside and dodged quickly. Aunt Qian grabbed Shi Meijun's collar with her other hand and held it tightly, refusing to let go.