As soon as they got up in the morning, Zhan Honggui and his family started to get busy.
Zhan Ling went to school with her schoolbag on her back, but Zhan Shitou, who had not yet gone to school, was still sleeping on the kang.
As soon as Zhan Honggui woke up in the morning, he started looking for someone to help him slaughter the pig.
Wan Feng gave him three hundred yuan, which was enough to buy a pig, hire a butcher, and give cigarettes to the people who helped catch the pig.
A pig weighing 270 to 280 kilograms costs 85 cents per kilogram, which is more than 240 yuan. Add the 5 yuan for slaughtering the pig, and find two people to catch the pig and give each of them two boxes of cigarettes, which will be enough for 250 yuan.
With the remaining money, Wan Feng asked Zhan Honggui to go to the riverside to buy fish, and he wanted good fish instead of bad ones.
After giving the instructions, Wan Feng, Han Guangjia and An Lizhi went to the village entrance to wait for Jiang Tang and others to arrive.
An Lizhi didn't know why Wan Feng called her here in the morning.
A little after seven in the morning, a jeep followed by a military vehicle arrived at the entrance of Slow Guitar Village and stopped right in front of Wan Feng.
Jiang Tang and his companion got off the jeep, along with a junior military officer.
"I've brought two squads of soldiers with me. This is Platoon Leader Qi, the leader. Now I'm handing it over to you."
The platoon leader glanced at Wan Feng and the other two, then ran over to Han Guangjia, gave him a standard military salute, and then said, "Hello, Commander!"
It was obvious that Jiang and Tang had talked about Han Guang's family's story with the people at the border station.
Han Guangjia was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. How could he be a leader when he had already retired?
Wan Feng first expressed his gratitude to the soldiers and then said to An Lizhi, "Sister-in-law, these people are helping your family harvest soybeans this morning. Please mark out your land and tell my third brother. Don't make a mistake, or our help will be in vain. Let my third brother take charge from here, and you can go back to your work."
An Lizhi looked at those spirited soldiers in confusion, her heart filled with shock beyond words.
How did Brother Xiao Wan get the army here? Isn’t this a bit ridiculous?
Not only was An Lizhi surprised, but everyone in the entire Slow Guitar Village who worked in the fields was shocked. More than 20 soldiers came to Zhan Honggui's house to help with the work.
What is this situation?
When An Lizhi and Han Guangjia led the soldiers into the field, Wan Feng began to chat with Jiang Tang.
"I need to use your jeep to go to the commune to buy groceries and stuff. Also, I want to invite some commune leaders over, so I'm afraid you guys will have to show up."
"That's up to Old Tang. I'm not very good at bullshitting."
Comrade Tang was unhappy: "What are you talking about? Do I just like to bullshit?"
"You're the only one among the three of us who talks the most. If you don't go for something like this, who will?"
Comrade Tang obviously agreed with Comrade Jiang's point of view. He did not refute Comrade Jiang's words, but instead asked Wan Feng.
"On what pretext should I invite them?"
"Just say the military is carrying out a mission in Slow Guitar. Of course, they have to greet the local government agencies and so on. In the middle, they have to pretend to be casual and mention that they slaughtered a pig and had a working lunch at noon. If you don't know how to say it, you need me to teach you every sentence."
Comrade Tang laughed dumbly: "You kid, I still can get this wrong."
"Then Comrade Jiang, you can go for a walk first. The woman just now is my landlord. The pigs are slaughtered at her house. I think it's time to kill them now."
As if to echo Wan Feng's words, before the last syllable of his words faded away, the heart-wrenching cries of pigs were heard in the village.
At this time, An Lizhi had just finished handing over the work in the fields to Han Guangjia and was walking back.
"Comrade Jiang, you can either go to my landlord's house with me and wait, or you can just take a walk on your own. We're going to Chengshan Commune."
Wan Feng didn't notice whether Comrade Jiang went home with An Lizhi or was strolling around. He had already got on the jeep and was driving towards Chengshan Commune.
Chengshan Commune and Xiaolijia Brigade's Manjita Village are about twelve or thirteen miles apart.
Because it was a bumpy dirt road, it took the jeep more than ten minutes to reach Chengshan Commune.
Chengshan Commune is an east-west street with sparse buildings and no skyscrapers. The commune government is a courtyard house about ten meters away from the street.
In addition, there are supply and marketing cooperatives, multi-business offices, hospitals, schools, veterinary stations, as well as a few households and a small market on this street, which constitute the central area of Chengshan Commune.
The jeep stopped in front of the commune government yard, and Comrade Tang got out and walked into the commune government yard.
His task was to invite the secretary and president of the commune as well as the director of the police station. Wan Feng also made special arrangements to invite officials in charge of land management.
Wan Feng didn't go in. He wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative and the small market to buy some goods.
But Wan Feng did not go to the supply and marketing cooperative or the small market first. Instead, he stood at the door of the commune government with his hands behind his back, looking left and right, and finally came to a dilapidated house on the right side of the government and looked at it for a long time.
This frozen house seemed to have been abandoned for many years. The roof had completely collapsed, and the frame and rafters had been dismantled and burned, leaving only some broken walls.
It is obvious that there was a family living here before, but they may have moved away or built a new house somewhere else.
The distance from the house to the roadside is about ten meters. The surrounding walls are made of stones mixed with yellow mud, but they are in poor condition.
The government is on the left side of the house, and about ten meters away on the right side is the diversified business office. Further out is the post office, and further out are several households.
Across the street is the Chengshan Commune Middle School, and next to the middle school is the Chengshan Central Primary School.
There are no other buildings on the south side of the road except these two schools.
What a wonderful place, how could it be so deserted?
The people here have very little business sense. The only individual store on this street is at the other end of the street, at least 50 meters away from here, almost on the edge of the area.
After looking at the terrain here, Wan Feng and the young soldier who was driving entered the supply and marketing cooperative.
Liquor, beer, drinks and some condiments were loaded into the trunk of the jeep.
Wan Feng bought the young soldier a pack of cigarettes that cost more than seven yuan. The young soldier immediately increased his speed in helping Wan Feng move things.
After buying almost all the things in the supply and marketing cooperative, the driver drove the car to the small market next to the supply and marketing cooperative.
There were about a dozen people setting up stalls in the small market, but there were no customers. They were all chatting with their arms folded.
There are really no vegetables to buy in the small market at this time of year. Apart from wood ear mushrooms, there are also radishes, cabbages, and fish caught from the Longjiang River.
There are fishermen in the Yumanjita Village in Longjiang River. Wan Feng has already told Zhan Honggui to go to the riverside to buy fish after the pigs are collected, so he doesn't have to worry about it.
Wan Feng bought two pounds of black fungus, several pounds of monkey heads and other mushrooms, and five pounds of tofu and five pounds of tofu skin.
That's it, there's nothing else to buy.
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