In fact, there was a road administration department in the late 1970s.

However, in this era, most of the vehicles in Heilongjiang Province that traveled far were those transporting timber.

Even with road maintenance, the road is not in good condition.

When encountering uphill or downhill slopes, you need to tie iron chains on the wheels to prevent the car from tipping over.

The big brother who was drinking with Lu Xinghe and the other two did this.

After all, there is not much cargo on this train, so it is quite light.

There is an uphill slope that cannot be climbed.

But after passing Heilongjiang Province, Lu Xinghe thought that the bumpy ride would finally stop.

But after only half a night he realized that he was overthinking.

It's not that bumpy, but it's really cold in this place.

Heilongjiang Province is a mountainous area. Even if the temperature is low, with mountains all around, the wind is like a 13 or 14-year-old girl fanning her face.

There is an air of ambiguity mixed with tenderness.

It gives people the feeling that they won't get angry even if they are slapped, at most they just feel a little itchy.

Damn this winter wind that blows after entering the grassland.

It's like an old woman in her thirties or forties who does hard labor, trying her best to ride on your face.

In a moment it felt like being cut by a knife.

Moreover, drivers at that time were not as prone to drowsiness as they were in later generations.

Because the steering wheel has no power assistance, every time I turn a corner it's like a workout, and my adrenaline never comes down.

That's much more powerful than any trainer in the gym.

The car drove until midnight and just arrived at a suitable place to rest.

The drunken elder brother started to get busy, collecting firewood from the homes of the surrounding villagers, and then put it under the car to roast some food.

It is said that the specialty of Meng Province is roasted whole lamb, but when Lu Xinghe took a look at it, it was clearly a roasted car.

As long as the car is parked, there will be one that is not roasted by the fire.

Things like the mailbox, gearbox, and rear axle are all places that must be baked.

The driver finally got some time to rest and fell asleep in the car with his eyes closed.

However, Lu Xinghe could not accept this charcoal-grilled mailbox.

They took Ye Bufan, Wang Daiba and the dog and dug a snow cave.

Lu Xinghe was finally reborn, but he didn't get to eat the whole roasted lamb.

If I get screwed by a car again, who the hell can I turn to for justice?

It was hard to drive a truck in later generations, and it is even harder to drive a truck in this era.

The drunken elder brother added firewood to the water overnight, woke everyone up early in the morning, boiled a pot of hot water, and ate some bread soaked in it.

His eyes were all bloodshot, but he still shook the handlebars and started rocking the bike.

People born after 2000 may not have seen this kind of car key.

But for those born after the 1990s, you can find this kind of cranks everywhere in forest farms and rural areas.

Holding the clutch with one hand, he shook his arm with the other.

Occasionally a cloud of black gas would emerge from behind the car.

Until the black gas came out in clusters and the engine made a uniform sound.

The moment the car started, the big brother who had been holding on all night could no longer hold on.

I sat in the car, lowered my head and fell asleep.

After wrapping themselves in quilts, the three of them didn't even dare to show their heads.

Holding Lai Fu, the four of them staggered all the way and finally arrived at Yalin.

Yalin was developing quite well at that time and was an important supply point for officers.

There are guesthouses, supply and marketing cooperatives, and everything you need. You can basically buy anything you want.

Lu Xinghe took out the national food coupons given by Secretary Kong and exchanged them for a lot of food from the supply and marketing cooperative.

Later, Ye Bufan was thinking about buying some other food.

After all, the person he was going to meet was Mr. Cao’s good friend.

But he was stopped by Lu Xinghe.

It's because they have a good relationship that I have to do whatever Mr. Cao asks me to do.

Don't ever think of yourself as a 亂.

Given Mr. Cao's ability, would it be difficult for him to send some food so that his old comrades can live a better life?

But some people here feel guilty for possessing a treasure, so just being able to have enough food and clothing is enough.

Want to eat something delicious?

Just confiscating it and not beating me would be the best blessing.

Once the car reached Yalin, it had completed its mission.

When the three of them left, the older brother who was drinking with them kept saying that if they came across a single yurt, they must try it.

If it fails, at most you will get beaten up or bitten by a dog.

If it succeeds, you will make money.

Wang Dai's eyes widened as he spoke, and he wished he could go out and find the yurt right away.

Check into the guesthouse, show various documents, and all that's left is to wait for someone here to pick you up.

Secretary Kong just said that he was from Yudi, without giving any specific description.

The three of them were like fools, waiting in shifts outside the guesthouse entrance.

Until a strong woman on a horse appeared.

"Hey, friends, are you the hunters from outside?"

The woman jumped off the horse with one hand, and her movements were particularly cool.

He had a bow and arrow on his back and a scimitar on his waist, the only thing missing was an eagle on his shoulder.

"It should be us. Are you Tenger?"

Lu Xinghe stared at the woman with wide eyes, unable to believe it.

"Yes, it's me. I guessed it was you from a distance. You're the only little chicken on the whole road."

Phew~

Being treated as a chick by a woman who is not Tengger~

Why the hell does it feel like something is wrong?

No matter what, his figure is the most perfect figure seen in later generations.

He has broad shoulders, eight-pack abs, and clear body lines.

But in the mouth of a Mongolian girl, it is just a little chicken.

It was not until this moment that Lu Xinghe thought of the weird smile on the old man's face every time he talked about getting into the yurt.

Is it him who is taking advantage, or is it others who are taking advantage of him?

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. You're the thinnest one on this road."

Phew~

This explanation is better left unsaid.

However, Lu Xinghe looked at the people around him and felt that there was actually nothing wrong with what Tengger said.

People who go out nowadays wear their distinctive clothes, which shows that they are really strong.

After tying the horse and feeding it grass, Tengger followed Lu Xinghe to their room.

Tengger was not good at speaking, and after talking for a long time he finally explained what was going on.

Her family’s yurt is closest to Grandpa Zhu.

The two sisters always take care of each other. Although Grandpa Zhu is not well educated, he still takes care of her sister and guides her to study.

Grandpa Zhu came from the army, so riding a horse and herding sheep were no problem for him.

Life was pretty good and everyone was kind to Grandpa Zhu.

It's just that we live quite far away.

If it weren't for this incident that happened during the Chinese New Year, they would have lived a relatively happy life.

However, after listening to this, Lu Xinghe didn't care about these things. He just asked curiously: "Do you have guns?"

"No, little chicken~ ahem, but there are some these days. A few days ago, a few little chicks were brought to us."

Hearing this, Lu Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that he was afraid. Hunting on the grassland was completely different from hunting in the mountains.

Instead of asking them to ride horses and shoot arrows, it would be better to just let them go.

Otherwise, it would have provided the prairie wolves with a lot of physical strength.