After a bumpy ride, we finally got off the train in the evening of the third day.

As soon as the Huo family came out of the train station, they saw many people standing at the door waiting to pick someone up.

Su Miaomiao saw at a glance a young man with dark skin, prominent cheekbones and a thin figure holding a sign.

The name "Huo Jianguo" was written crookedly on it.

"Dad, it looks like they're here to pick us up." Huo Yubo also saw it.

Huo Jianguo then led his family towards the young man.

"Hello, are you here to pick someone up from Shimatou Village?" Huo Jianguo asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am from Shimatou Village. You are the Huo family, right?" The young man nodded repeatedly.

"Yes." Huo Jianguo responded.

"You are finally here. I have been waiting for a long time. I was wondering if you could not come today. Hurry up and leave, otherwise we will not be able to reach the village before dark." The young man greeted hurriedly.

His eyes accidentally fell on Su Miaomiao, his pupils suddenly trembled, and then his dark face suddenly turned red, which quickly spread to behind his ears.

The reddish-black look made him look like a ripe black plum.

Huo Yubo noticed his gaze and subconsciously stood in front of Su Miaomiao.

He knew that his sister was pretty, and in Beijing, naturally no one would dare to touch anyone from the Huo family.

But now that we are in the countryside, we have to be on high alert.

“Well…well…let’s go out first…” The young man probably realized that his reaction was a bit too polite, so he immediately averted his gaze and stammered as he led the way.

Fortunately, Uncle Huo also found someone to pick them up.

The two families parted here.

The young man who came to pick up the Huo family was called Shan Yazi, a native villager of Shimatou Village.

There was a donkey cart tied to the square outside the train station. After Shan Yazi came to his senses from his previous embarrassment, he became very enthusiastic. He helped the Huo family get on the donkey cart and then drove it to the village.

On the way, I introduced the situation of Shimatou Village to the people of the Huo family.

"Our village belongs to the Anyang Brigade, and there are 12 villages like ours in the brigade."

"Now is the busiest time for autumn harvest. You are lucky to come now. If you come a few days later, it will be even harder to earn food. If you don't get any food by then, you will starve in the winter."

"Don't worry, the people in our village are all very nice. We have accepted many people like you who have come here for reform over the years. As long as you reform yourself seriously, the villagers will be happy to accept you."

“…”

Shan Yazi was a talkative person, and along the way he explained almost everything about Shimatou Village to the Huo family.

The more Huo Jianguo and the others listened, the more their brows furrowed.

Without looking at anything else, one look at Shan Yazi himself and you will know that the situation in the village must be bad.

I guess he can't even solve the basic problem of food and clothing, otherwise how could a young guy be so thin.

It’s not a big deal for the men, but there are two elderly people at home.

Her wife was the spoiled child of the family. She had never done any work, whether at her parents' home or at her husband's home.

Not to mention his daughter, she is so thin, if she doesn't have enough food to eat, won't she get even thinner?

Huo Jianguo had already figured it out in his mind that once he arrived in the team, he must familiarize himself with the job as quickly as possible and earn a few more points so that his parents, wife and children at home could have enough to eat.

We chatted along the way and finally arrived at Shimatou Village after it got completely dark.

A middle-aged man in his 50s was standing under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, smoking a pipe in his hand.

He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Shan Yazi coming in his donkey cart.