The Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Man

After the family split up, their new house was built at the end of the village. Not far from his house was a cowshed where some people who had been relocated also lived.

On the way back to my own home from my uncle's house, I had to pass by the cowshed.

Looking at those middle-aged and elderly people with gray hair or haggard complexions, Ning Changshou's expression was very indifferent every time he walked past, as if he saw nothing.

He is not a saint, just a missionary. If he is saved, who knows how many troubles are waiting for him.

Some villagers in the village had ill will towards them, but under the suppression of the captain, they did not dare to go too far.

The people in the cowshed do the hardest and most arduous work, and the work points and food they receive are only half of what the villagers get. There are old, weak, sick and disabled people in the cowshed, and you can often hear their coughs when you pass by.

Ning Changshou knew that their identities were not simple, and that they would eventually reap the rewards of their hardship. However, he did not intend to curry favor with these fallen bosses.

He just wanted to be an ordinary villager NPC. But as an ordinary NPC, he always encountered extraordinary things.

Ning Changshou looked at the vague figure next to the cowshed and said hesitantly, "Zhang Zhiqing, why are you here?"

Although this educated youth is an 18-year-old girl, she is thin and small, and looks like she is only 15 or 16 years old and malnourished.

When she came, she was dressed very simply and looked like she came from a poor family. She worked very hard in the fields.

While the newly arrived educated youth earned two or three work points a day, she stood out by doing the work of a man who earned ten work points a day.

He also heard his uncle's words of praise for the little girl. The little girl worked very hard. Once when he was walking past the field, he saw her swinging a hoe with all her strength.

Ning Changshou felt that this hoe could take away this thin little girl. I don't know where she got the strength...

In the night, Ning Changshou, who had good eyesight, recognized the figure as Zhang Xiaozi from the educated youth center. In the dim light and moonlight, one could still see the glimmer of silver.

Is it a silver needle?

Zhang Xiaozi froze in place when he heard the voice.

Her hand holding the silver needle also paused.

Her family is a traditional Chinese medicine family, but her parents died early. She has been dependent on her grandfather since she was a child. Her grandfather was sent to this place because of his identity as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

Grandpa had a premonition before the accident and asked her to announce that she would sever ties with him. After Grandpa was sent down to the countryside, Zhang Xiaozi secretly inquired about the place and signed up to go to the countryside.

Zhang Xiaozi felt distressed when she saw her grandfather doing such heavy work in the cowshed at such an old age. But she couldn't recognize her grandfather, otherwise her situation would become difficult.

Now that they pretended not to know each other, she could still help her grandfather.

My grandfather's waist has started to hurt again recently.

She also saw her grandfather fall while carrying water, and because she was worried, she secretly came over at night with silver needles and medicated oil.

This point had never been discovered before, but I didn't expect someone to see it tonight. When Zhang Xiaozi's name was called, his heart almost jumped out.

She even thought about what would happen to her if people knew about her relationship with her grandfather.

Just when Zhang Xiaozi looked tense, the man gradually approached. Zhang Xianzheng's heart tightened, and he sighed when he saw his granddaughter's appearance.

He said softly: "It's okay, you just don't know me. I begged you to help me cure my illness. When the time comes, just put all the responsibility on me."

Zhang Xiaozi: “...Grandpa..."

She called grandpa in a very low voice, with tears glistening in her eyes.

The little girl pursed her lips and was a little stubborn, even wanting to break the jar and throw it away. She thought that she might as well admit their relationship. At worst, she would be locked up in the cowshed and could take care of her grandfather.

When Ning Changshou walked over, he saw the pale face of the little girl, who seemed to be frightened. After taking a look, he said calmly, "So it really is you, Zhang Zhiqing. What are you doing here?"

Zhang Xiaozi: "Comrade Ning, why is it you..."

Looking at the person in front of him and his indifferent attitude, Zhang Xiaozi inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps it was because this person had helped him move his luggage when he first came here.

Perhaps his current attitude did not show any desire to report or get angry. This made Zhang Xiaozi feel that he was a good person and might not report them.

Ning Changshou spoke in a casual manner, as if he was talking to a friend he knew: "My family happens to live here, but it's a little inappropriate for a little girl like you, Zhang Zhiqing, to be out so late. Is this yours?"

Although Ningjia Village was quite peaceful, there were still some hooligans in the village. It was easy for Zhang Zhiqing, a frail little girl, to run into danger when she was outside at night.

Perhaps it was out of compassion that Ning Changshou came over.

Perhaps because of his trust in the person in front of him, Zhang Xiaozi blurted out: "This is my grandpa. Comrade Ning, I just want to come and see my grandpa. Can you not tell others about our relationship?"

Zhang Xiaozi didn't know why she trusted a man who had only helped her once. Perhaps she felt that he was different from others.

Comrade Ning Changshou seemed to look at everyone the same way and had no aversion to the people in the cowshed.

"Xiao Zi...you...ah, it's all my fault that I've dragged you down."

Zhang Xianzheng didn't know why his granddaughter trusted this young man. He just thought that she was too young and didn't have any guard against him.

Ning Changshou took a look at the frail old man with gray hair and Zhang Xiaozi, who was as thin as a stick of firewood. He could not tell the difference between the two of them in appearance. However, they were both thin.

He said, "It's okay, I won't tell anyone. Are you two okay? Zhang Zhiqing, it's so late, if you are okay, I will take you back.

It's not safe for a lesbian like you to go home so late at night...Have you eaten? ...I have two eggs here, you can take them."

Ning Changshou thought he was a really good person. He would do good deeds tonight.

The two cooked eggs in his pocket were stuffed into his pocket by his aunt when she sent him out.

Since my cousin got the job, his family has become more enthusiastic than before. Ning Changshou took the two eggs and planned to have them for breakfast tomorrow, but he didn't expect to do good deeds halfway.

Faced with these questions, Zhang Xiaozi was a little unsure which one to answer first.

But looking at the two plump white eggs, Zhang Xiaozi hesitated. Grandpa is old and he must be in poor health after working too hard here.

It would be good if these two eggs could supplement his nutrition. Thinking of his grandfather's health, Zhang Xiaozi accepted them.

Zhang Xiaozi said gratefully, "Thank you, I will repay you later. My family studies Chinese medicine, and I came here to give Grandpa acupuncture tonight. He's almost done."

Ning Changshou said without any concern: "It's okay, take your time. I'll help you keep an eye out, and then I'll take you back when you're done."

Looking at the tall and handsome man in front of him, and his skinny and somewhat dark granddaughter.

Zhang Xianzheng naturally didn't think that his granddaughter was so charming that this seemingly well-off man would like her.

They just felt that they had met a good person today. But they couldn't drag this good person down.