As soon as this question popped up in Wan Feng's mind, he immediately told Jiang Tang and the others.

After hearing this, the two were dumbfounded and hurried back to discuss it.

Because there were less than three days left before the delivery date, Wan Feng had had enough of running back and forth and didn't want to run back and forth anymore.

I plan to recruit some families to settle down in this village so that I can get through these few days.

So he didn't take the bus back.

When the children who were watching the car saw the car leave, they looked at Wan Feng and Han Guangjia.

Because Wan Feng was wearing casual clothes and a pair of fancy casual shoes, which the children here had never seen before.

"Uncle, what shoes are you wearing? They look so beautiful!" a teenage girl asked boldly.

Wan Feng was at a loss for words. Am I a fucking uncle now?

Wan Feng, now an uncle, was in a daze. Time had flown by so quickly. It seemed like only yesterday he was about the same age as these kids, skating, rolling hoops, playing war, stealing melons and dates...

The living standard here is very low, which can be seen from the clothes these children are wearing. They are similar to what the children in Wahou wore when Wan Feng first arrived there seven years ago.

It's a bit of a stretch to describe them as tattered clothes, but they are definitely not fancy either.

Especially the two siblings standing alone behind this group of children, their clothes still had patches on them.

This place is close to the Longjiang River, so it shouldn't be poor.

Even if you go fishing in the river and get to Fuyuan County, you can...

Wan Feng thought of Fuyuan County, which looked like a rural market town.

Who will sell the fish to in a county of this size?

This place belongs to the Sanjiang Plain. Since it is called the Sanjiang Plain, it must be affected by moisture.

It's okay in good years, but if it's a slightly flooded year, there may be no harvest at all.

The people here have no other means of getting rich and it is located in the easternmost corner of China, with extremely inconvenient transportation. I guess no one would go out to work.

Therefore, these poverty can be understood.

Before being contracted out, those farms were doing better because the state backed their workers' salaries. Now that they are contracted out, they probably won't be much better.

"These are sneakers, haven't you seen them?"

The girl shook her head: "I haven't seen them sold in the supply and marketing cooperative. I've never seen them."

"So what kind of shoes do you sell in your supply and marketing cooperative?"

"Just rubber shoes and cloth shoes, nothing else."

"How far is your supply and marketing cooperative from here?"

The girl pointed to a hill in the distance and said, "Beyond that hill is the brigade. It's over there."

Wan Feng looked at the hill and was shocked! It was at least two or three miles away, and I didn't know how far it would be after passing the hill.

But he really didn't want to leave.

He was originally planning to buy some delicious food for the children, but when he saw it was so far away, he gave up.

Wan Feng took out a handful of change from his pocket.

This change is the leftover from buying plane, train and bus tickets.

When buying train tickets, in order to save trouble and also to show off, he deliberately used large bills, and thus saved up a cloth bag full of change.

"Come on! Count how many of you there are. Uncle will give each of you some candy. Everyone line up."

When the children heard that the young uncle was going to give out money, they lined up in a line with laughter.

But the brother and sister standing in the distance did not come to line up.

"Are you standing straight? Stand at attention!" Wan Feng pretended to be an instructor and started the training in a very serious manner.

Han Guangjia turned his face to face the river, and this guy started to torment the child again.

The children stood at attention as if in a frenzy.

"At ease!"

This pause revealed their true form: some were stepping out with their left foot, some with their right foot, in all kinds of postures.

"What's this 'at ease'? Is that what your teacher taught you? You two kids, what does it mean when you step out with your right foot?"

“We’re left-handed.”

Han Guangjia burst out laughing.

There's nothing wrong with a left-handed person taking a break and stepping out with his right foot!

"Turn right! Turn back! Turn forward!"

Han Guangjia was speechless. How idle is this guy?

"Can you tell the number?"

"Yes!" the children answered loudly.

"Count!"

"One, two, three..." Count up to fifteen.

"Okay, that's all for today's training. Let me see how much money I have. Everyone, stand still."

Wan Feng squatted down and began to count the money. After counting for a long time, he figured out that the total amount of change was eighty-seven yuan, not counting the dimes.

Each person can get five dollars.

So Wan Feng started distributing money, five yuan per person.

"You'll be here tomorrow to receive my training. Okay, now let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some good food."

The kids who got the money were grinning so hard that their faces almost broke. They ran away with the money like sheep being herded.

"Well, I sound pretty good, don't I? Even though I've never been a soldier, I've received training. Hey! How about I come to your security team one day and train your security personnel?"

"If you're not afraid of getting beaten, go ahead. I have no objection."

"Are your security guards so barbaric? Forget it. It would be a lifelong regret for them not to have received my training."

While speaking, Wan Feng walked up to the brother and sister.

The girl looked about eleven or twelve years old, and looked very much like Luan Feng six or seven years ago. This was also the reason why Wan Feng noticed the girl just now.

However, this girl obviously did not have Luan Feng's wild style, but instead looked like a beautiful girl from a small family.

If you put her and Luan Feng together, Luan Feng is the wild version, and this girl is the gentle version.

Wan Feng clearly remembered the first time he met Luan Feng after his rebirth. This guy was playing a joke on him and Liang Hua. When he was thrown onto Liang Wan's kang like a chicken by that guy, he unfortunately had the bad luck to face her.

Is this fate?

Thinking of this, Wan Feng smiled for no apparent reason, which scared the girl.

This uncle must be sick!

The girl's younger brother was about seven or eight years old. His nose was running and he had a finger in his mouth.

Wan Feng reached out and took the boy's hand out of his mouth: "Look at your dirty little hands. You're almost stuffing chicken feet into your mouth. How filthy!"

The boy was a little scared and hid behind the girl.

"What's your name?"

The boy obviously had no intention of telling Wan Feng his name and kept his mouth tightly shut.

"What's your name?" Wan Feng asked the girl again.

"I won't tell you!" the girl answered in a low voice.

Don't tell me? I'll see how long you can stay strong.

Wan Feng took out the remaining change and took out a five-yuan bill.

"Tell me your name and the five dollars will be yours. If you don't, it will be gone."

"His name is Shitou." The girl obviously thought it was a good deal to get five dollars just for telling someone his name, so she immediately betrayed her brother.

But Wan Feng did not give them money.

The girl was unhappy and her face dropped with a plop.

"You don't keep your word, you bad guy!"

The girl's expression at this moment was a bit like Luan Feng's when she was being willful.

Wan Feng laughed heartily.