Song Songbai also laughed, "Maybe he's annoying the two of us."

Arriving at the county seat, Zhou Yian noticed that Ge Qiuze had slowed down, and he quickly called out to him, "State-owned Hotel."

Big meat buns.

It just so happened that Ge Qiuze was tired from riding his bike too fast, so he went along too. They each bought a few buns and started eating.

Seeing the two of them looking so sticky while eating, Ge Qiuze felt like he couldn't eat anymore and turned his head to eat the buns.

Little did he know that Zhou Yian was also sighing in his heart.

Man proposes, God disposes. I forgot about Ge Qiuze and I can’t buy many buns. I can only look for another opportunity next time.

After eating the buns, I got on my bike and followed Ge Qiuze through twists and turns. I don’t know how we got there, but we did.

Zhou Yian felt dizzy. He had been climbing the mountains by himself recently and thought his directionality had improved a little. But now that he was in the city, he found that he was still a loser. When will he get a GaoGao navigation system?

The houses are now quite old, the county supply station is also rather dilapidated, and the gatekeeper is a typical old man.

You can tell at first glance that he has aged a lot. It is obvious from the way he stands and walks that he must have been a soldier.

No wonder Village Chief Ge could reach out to the county, Zhou Yian thought, he was most likely a comrade-in-arms.

"Uncle Zhang," Ge Qiuze greeted, "These two are educated youth from our village. They came here to look at the tractor."

Uncle Zhang looked at the two of them and said, "Come in."

Following Uncle Zhang into the house, I saw the commune's various supplies and equipment, and a hand tractor in the backyard. "The commune said this was scrapped several years ago. Can anyone of you who can repair it take a look?"

What surprised Zhou Yian the most was that Uncle Zhang also had a big yellow dog.

People can’t even get enough food to eat these days, so why are there still people keeping dogs?

It was quite smart. When it saw that it was Uncle Zhang who led them in, it didn't bark but wagged its tail slowly.

Zhou Yian is not afraid of dogs. Her grandfather used to have a big yellow dog, a Chinese native dog, which would wag its head at her.

Song Songbai went to check the tractor, and Zhou Yian tried to get close to Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, this dog is so well behaved, what's his name?"

"Call Ah Huang." Uncle Zhang brought out a stool and said, "Sit down."

Zhou Yian sat down without hesitation and teased the dog, "Woof woof, Ah Huang, come here and pet him."

Ah Huang came over as if he understood human language, and Zhou Yian touched its head.

This was the first time in her life that she had touched an animal that was not food, and it was an authentic Chinese native dog, not a hybrid from later generations.

"Good boy." Zhou Yian rubbed him hard several times, "Uncle Zhang, you raised him so well. Ah Huang looks so smooth and shiny."

"Haha." This compliment really touched the heart of the dog owner. "My dog ​​is so good. Sometimes people want to come and steal something, but it's all thanks to Ah Huang."

"Then Ah Huang is quite useful." Zhou Yian agreed.

Ge Qiuze looked at the busy Song Songbai, then at the two people chatting happily, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Uncle Zhang was also worried when he saw the young man standing there. Why was he just standing there like that? He had the ability and could do things well, but it seemed like he couldn't get anything out of him.

"When you have time, go and help that educated youth. Don't just stand there." Uncle Zhang waved his hand and told him to go away. He was tall and blocked the sunlight.

Ge Qiuze passed away in silence.