The two sons and two daughters-in-law tried to hold back their laughter.
Zhong Aiguo's mouth twitched, and for the sake of his own face, he muttered softly: "If I don't want to go, then I won't go... Who cares..."
Zhong Aiguo actually thought a lot about it.
To be honest, when Song Xingzhi came to their village, it was still called Zhongjia Village.
At that time, Song Xingzhi was only nineteen years old, about the same age as Zhong Aiguo's youngest son.
Although Song Xingzhi came from the capital and had obviously never done farm work, he was diligent and studious, and was not afraid of hard work or fatigue, so he quickly learned all kinds of farm work.
At that time, educated youth had not yet been sent to the countryside on a large scale. Song Xingzhi was a man who went to the fields to work like the villagers after going down the mountain, and never complained about the hardship or tiredness. Not only were the unmarried young girls in the village fond of him, but other people liked him too!
After all, this is a strong laborer, a strong laborer who is really willing to work!
To be honest, when the educated youth went to the countryside on a large scale later, the villagers thought that the other educated youth were the same as Song Xingzhi!
But later reality gave them a slap in the face.
There are very few educated youth like Song Xingzhi!
This made the villagers, including Zhong Aiguo, have a better impression of Song Xingzhi.
At that time, Zhong Aiguo called Song Xingzhi Song Zhiqing, and Song Xingzhi called him Uncle Aiguo.
More than ten years have passed, and he, the patriotic uncle, has been demoted to the patriotic brother.
These actually don’t matter. Zhong Aiguo really can’t understand why Song Xingzhi would fall for Zhang Chunxue given his conditions.
It’s not that Zhang Chunxue is so bad, but Song Xingzhi’s conditions are really too good.
But if Song Xingzhi was determined to be with Zhang Chunxue, what could he do? He could only follow his lead.
He also had to help him deal with some minor matters.
After all, these two people are getting married, where will they live in the future?
If we live in the house we share now, will Liu Cui'e and the others come to make trouble?
If you want to rebuild your house, you need to choose a homestead and contact a brick kiln...
There are so many things to worry about. It's not like they just fall in love with each other and get married.
But the most important thing now is the relationship between these two people... Although it is now widely spread in the village, they have never publicly admitted it!
So after having breakfast, Zhong Aiguo strolled to the brigade headquarters to find Song Xingzhi, wanting to ask him what his plans were.
He has to have a clear idea in his mind! Don't let him worry about it for a long time, only to find that the person doesn't have that idea at all. Wouldn't that be a waste of his worry?
But when he went to the brigade headquarters and asked, he found out that Song Xingzhi had gone to the county early that morning, saying that he seemed to be going to get some appointment documents.
As soon as Zhong Aiguo heard it, he knew that Secretary Song was going to become Director Song.
Thinking that Director Song was about to give Zhang Chunxue an advantage, Zhong Aiguo sighed again and strolled back.
This time, Song Xingzhi went to the county not just to get the appointment documents, because someone from the county sent a letter asking Song Xingzhi to come and see him when he had time.
He had previously gone to the county and specifically asked someone to keep an eye out for tricycles for him. If he couldn't find a used one, a new one would also do.
So after leaving the county committee, he went to look for the person he had asked for help before.
What's more, the other party actually got him a brand new tricycle from the city, which surprised Song Xingzhi greatly.
Song Xingzhi checked the tricycle and was very satisfied.
The cargo box is big enough and it is very stable after riding it.
He carefully oiled the chain and wheels and planned to ride the tricycle directly back to the village.
Thinking of Zhang Chunxue's surprise after seeing this brand new tricycle, a smile appeared on his face.
However, when he was halfway through the ride and passing Xihang Mountain, Song Xingzhi suddenly heard a whimpering sound coming from the grass by the roadside.
Song Xingzhi initially thought it was a wolf, but then he thought again that it was impossible for a wolf to come down the mountain in broad daylight, and the voice sounded vaguely like a human voice.
He stopped the tricycle, picked up a stick, carefully parted the grass, and walked over.
But when he saw something in the grass, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
He was a very thin little boy, wearing tattered clothes, his body was covered with scars, and his clothes were stained with all kinds of dirt and blood. They were so tattered that they could hardly cover his body.
His face was also covered in stains, and it was almost impossible to tell what he originally looked like.
The most important thing is that there is fresh blood on his thigh. Although it is not clear how serious the injury is, it is definitely not light.
When he saw Song Xingzhi, especially the stick in Song Xingzhi's hand, his expression suddenly became alert, as if he wanted to get up and run away.
But it seemed that because of the injuries on his body, he only moved but could not get up.
Song Xingzhi quickly dropped the stick in his hand: "Don't move!"
"I thought it was a wild beast, so I grabbed the stick..."
He cautiously stepped closer. "Are you okay? What's your name?"
The little boy's body relaxed a little, but the vigilance in his eyes did not decrease, and he was still whimpering.
Song Xingzhi spoke gently again: "You are seriously injured now. How about I take you to the hospital?"
The little boy shook his head repeatedly.
Song Xingzhi knew from his expression that he was worried about money, so he patiently said, "It's okay, I can help you with the medical expenses...Your injuries are too serious. If you don't treat them, the wound will become infected and it will be a big deal."
The little boy still shook his head.
Song Xingzhi was silent for a moment, then simply walked over and picked up the little boy.
The little boy was so panicked that he wanted to struggle, but he was injured too badly and he lost his strength after just a little movement.
Song Xingzhi had to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, I will take you to the hospital to treat your wounds, and then I will take you home."
The little boy's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he buried his head in Song Xingzhi's arms and didn't move.
Seeing that he was no longer struggling, Song Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly walked back to the tricycle, and put the man into the cargo bed.
He quickened his pace and rode towards the town hospital.
The road these days is not smooth and is very bumpy.
Song Xingzhi turned his head from time to time to check on the little boy.
The little boy just curled up in silence and didn't react even though it was bumpy.
This surprised Song Xingzhi a little.
After finally arriving at the town hospital, Song Xingzhi stopped the car, locked the tricycle, and carried the little boy into the hospital again.
There were still many people in the hospital who knew Song Xingzhi, and they were all surprised to see him coming in with a child.
When they saw the injuries on the child's body again, they all gasped and hurriedly guided Song Xingzhi to the debridement room in the outpatient department.
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