Chapter 109： Song Baozhu: I was scared to death

   Chapter 109 Song Baozhu: I was afraid to die

"Well, that's what I think too." Song Baozhu nodded, "People like him don't know how many opponents there are, so I don't want to get involved."

Goudaner was choked today, and I don’t know if it was a simple accident or someone deliberately designed it.

If it's a simple accident, it's fine. If someone really designed it deliberately, I'm afraid there will be a secret storm in the future.

The key is, if those people know that she rescued the dog and ruined their plan, maybe they will find ways to get revenge on her.

Therefore, it is better to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

While they were talking, the two were getting further and further away from this black market.

Song Baozhu asked Shen Xuan, "Are you going to see your grandparents directly now?"

Shen Xuan nodded: "Well."

The thing has already been obtained, and he doesn't want to waste any more time. Find someone as soon as possible, and he can feel at ease as soon as possible.

Song Baozhu thought so too, especially since she had such a nightmare, she didn't dare to delay.

The two went back to the guest house to get their luggage, and then went to the station to buy tickets.

After waiting for a while, they got on the bus.

On the way, Song Baozhu leaned on the seat again to "pretend to be asleep". Her previous bacon and sausages were completely finished, and she put them all in the warehouse.

But the road was really boring, so she decided to use trials to pass the time.

Sure enough, this method is particularly good.

And this time, there was no bad situation on their way. After changing trains a few times, the two finally arrived at the county seat where Shen Xuan's grandfather and grandmother were.

Then there will be no cars, so they can only walk past.

But the luck for the two of them this time was really good. Not long after they walked, they met a fellow who was driving a donkey cart and slid into his car.

Knowing that the two have come all the way here to visit relatives, the attitude of the fellows is quite good.

"Oh, it's not easy for you to come from so far."

"Yeah, the road is not easy." Song Baozhu took advantage of the situation to sell miserably, "Old man, don't you know, we are miserable! We even encountered robbers on the train, and almost lost our lives!"

Shen Xuan, who was sitting beside him, had a strange expression: "…"

Almost lost her life. Was she talking about the unlucky Luo Yi, or the robbers?

He had heard that some robbers were dying, and he didn't know if they could be cured.

The old man who was driving the donkey cart was very frightened: "God, you actually encountered robbers! Are these people too arrogant? How dare you even rob trains?"

Song Baozhu nodded frantically: "No, those people are fierce, and they have knives in their hands. If they don't look right, they will kill you! It's really thanks to our good luck, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Shen Xuan's expression became more and more strange.

He suddenly found out that Song Baozhu was quite capable of nonsense, and the expression on his face was so real, what he said was the same as the real thing, not to mention bluffing.

However, when she usually talks to him, shouldn't she fool him like that?

Shen Xuan suddenly narrowed his eyes.

And Song Baozhu was still talking to the old man.

After talking about the thrilling experience on the train, she continued to chat with the old man: "Old man, are you old this year? You look really energetic."

The old man was amused by her and laughed, and compared to Song Baozhu a six: "I'm sixty this year!"

Song Baozhu was shocked, this guy is only sixty years old? He looks like he's in his seventies!

Isn’t the Black Province a province with a large output? Could it be that the place they came from happened to belong to a poor area?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Baozhu's heart twitched.

Shen Xuan's grandfather and grandmother were sent down, and the situation was not good. If the decentralized production team is too poor, and their own people can't get enough to eat, their life will not be worse?

In such an environment, can Shen Xuan and his grandparents be okay?

I don't know how people are doing now.

Song Baozhu thought about it, and asked the old man again: "Old man, you are also in the Guangming production team. How is the situation in the team? Is there enough food?"

The old man said cheerfully: "Of course it's enough. Now everyone's life is getting better and better, and no one is hungry anymore. It's not like before, let alone no food, even grass roots and bark! ."

He said, and poured bitter water with Song Baozhu, saying that before liberation, everyone was too poor to eat, and they often had beards and robbed people, making it impossible for people to live.

Song Baozhu listened silently, echoing from time to time, but couldn't bear to interrupt him.

She used to listen to her grandparents a lot about the hard days this old man talked about.

The days before were really hard. Human life was cheaper than livestock. Many people couldn’t help crying when they looked back on it.

She also felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard it, and she could only be glad that she was born in a good time.

If you were born decades earlier, that life is really not lived.

Being able to survive is already the greatest luck.

Song Baozhu listened to the old man talking about the ancients, and soon realized that the old man's voice was not quite right. She felt sour in her heart, and hurried to look at it. Sure enough, the old man choked up immediately, talking about the tragic deaths of his relatives and friends in the early years.

Song Baozhu couldn't help but regret for a while, if she had known that it would provoke the sadness of the old man, she would not have asked.

Now that the old man is so sad, her sin is very serious.

Song Baozhu quickly comforted: "Old man, don't you think you are living a good life now? If they knew about it, they would be happy too. Maybe they have already been born, and where are they enjoying themselves."

The old man sighed sadly: "Hey, it would be great if it were like this."

Song Baozhu had no choice but to change the subject: "How many people are in the old uncle's family? Do you have a grandson?"

She found that the old man's clothes had a lot of patches, and the stitches were well sewn. She guessed that there should be a woman in his family.

And when we met before, this old man was obviously in good spirits, and there must be children at home.

Otherwise, at his age, if he didn't even have a descendant, his spirit would definitely be different!

Song Baozhu has seen the kind of person who has no children at home, and the other party is dead all day long, and it makes people feel strange to see it.

This old man is obviously different.

That's why Song Baozhu asked that on purpose, wanting to turn the old man's attention away, lest he keep thinking about those sad things that are not good for his health.

This time she is not afraid of stepping on thunder.

Sure enough, when the old man heard her ask about the children at home, his mood finally improved, and there was a smile on his face.

"Well, my family has quite a few children, eight grandchildren alone!"

Having said that, he was quite proud to compare an eight to Song Baozhu.

Song Baozhu was stunned secretly, good guy, eight grandchildren, more than her family, no wonder the old man looks so old.

With so many mouths in the family, it is not easy to raise so many people.

If her grandfather hadn't had the ability to kill and raise pigs, her family's life would not have been so easy.

After chatting for a while, Song Baozhu wanted to ask him about Shen Xuan's grandparents.

(end of this chapter)