Chapter 95 My Silly Brother
"Why not?" Xia Wange jumped down from the tractor seat, holding the ignition key in her hand, and then she knocked on the hood at the back, "A car without a roof is a convertible, isn't it?"
"Then where do we sit?" Zhang Song asked.
"In the back." Xia Wange said while holding the crank, "I even added some cushions for you guys."
Lu Qiu glanced at the pile of cushions behind the tractor and said helplessly, "You're quite thoughtful."
Zhang Song looked at the tractor, then at Lu Qiu's wheelchair, "Sister Xia, is this the only place we can sit? I'm afraid Mr. Lu will feel uncomfortable."
"Oh, this cushion is for you, not for him." Xia Wange said, "He will take the car that Mr. Ming's people will drive over later, and the two of us will take the tractor. We are just going to scout the area this time. I went there by myself this morning, but I didn't dare to enter the village. We can only use this. Now is the time to harvest corn and wheat, so let's take this opportunity to go in and take a look around, otherwise it will be too obvious and arouse suspicion."
"Suspicion?" Lu Qiu was puzzled.
"My nephew Fang Qingzi has been under strict surveillance by almost all villagers in the village because his identity as a Feng Shui master has been exposed. He can't do anything."
Zhang Song was curious, "Ah? The whole village, wouldn't it be better if Boss Ming just left?"
Xia Wange said, "Your ancestral grave is here. Your neighbors helped you with meals when you were a child. Your ancestral home is still here. Now that the ancestral grave has a problem, it will also affect your fortune. Can you leave easily?"
"Then, what about moving the ancestral tomb?" Zhang Song asked in a low voice.
"Fang Qingzi was being watched so closely that the villagers guarded her closely when she was near the cemetery. Moving the grave? That's a very bold idea."
"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work. What should I do?" Zhang Song was helpless.
"So I'm a middleman who came to the village with my family to buy corn. Let's drive the tractor over there first. I heard that their cemetery is not far away. We only have a preliminary plan. We will tell you the details on the way." Xia Wange handed the crank to Zhang Song, "Come on, driver Zhang, let me start the tractor in a moment."
It's really tiring to start the tractor by hand.
Zhang Song stared at the ignition key, also known as the crank, in his hand for a long while. He grew up in the city and had only seen this thing on TV.
At this time, the car dispatched by General Ming arrived, and Xia Wange asked Lu Qiu to get in the car. Lu Qiu knew that he had difficulty walking, so he completely obeyed the arrangement and walked straight to the car without saying anything.
Zhang Song escorted Lu Qiu to the car, and Xia Wange teased, "Why, you're worried?"
"Um, yes." Zhang Song nodded, "How about Sister Xia, you can follow Mr. Lu in the car, and I'll drive this... this tractor?"
"Do you have a certificate?"
"Ah?" Zhang Song was surprised. "Sister Xia, you even have this certificate?"
Xia Wange took out the farm tractor license from her bag and slapped it out. "Sister, are you someone who drives without a license? Come, hold the crank and help me start it. Do you think I want to pull you? I've observed that this is the configuration on most tractors. It's easy to be discovered if you go to collect it alone!"
As he spoke, Xia Wange walked to the front of the car, pulled the throttle switch to the half-throttle position, pressed the decompression lever, and signaled Zhang Song to insert the crank into the keyhole.
"Turn it clockwise. When you hear a 'thump thump' sound, the tractor will pull the crank out. Then you just need to hold the crank and move backwards."
"Okay." Zhang Song held the handle and listened to the instructions, still turning it clockwise.
Xia Wange felt that the speed was too fast, so he loosened the pressure reducing lever, and black smoke began to come out of the tractor's exhaust pipe, accompanied by a "thump thump thump" sound.
"Sit in the back." Xia Wange pointed to the back seat, "Disguise yourself."
As she spoke, Xia Wange took the lead in wrapping a green headscarf on her head, and then wrapped a jacket around her body. She felt that the jacket was a little new, so she manually aged it on the ground before putting it on. Then she took a darker colored powder and applied it to her face a few times.
Zhang Song finally figured out what equipment he had. He looked up and saw Xia Wange setting off in a cotton coat, cotton pants and cotton shoes. His speed was amazing and his imitation was very similar. For a moment, he thought that Master Xia must have been a spy before, otherwise how could he be so skilled in these things? !
After Zhang Song had finally gotten his clothes ready on the bumpy tractor, Xia Wange drove the tractor to the entrance of Xiucai Village.
Zhang Song then felt that his brain was about to pop out. It must be said that this kind of road is only practical for tractors. If he drove a car in, he would probably have gotten stuck.
When Xia Wange arrived near the village, she followed Fang Qingzi's information and drove to the farmland near the cemetery. On the way, she saw an auntie rubbing corn. Xia Wange stopped the tractor and patted Zhang Song on the shoulder, "Be flexible and act carefully."
Zhang Song suddenly felt a heaviness on his shoulders, a heavy burden.
There was a cell phone next to the aunt who was rubbing corn. The phone was reading a novel loudly. Xia Wange approached and just happened to hear the part of the novel that read: "Long Aotian pressed Wei'er on the bed, pinched her chin, and sneered frivolously. He said jokingly, 'Why, you've climbed into my bed, and you're still pretending to be a chaste heroine? Oh, if you want money, you want money. Why bother with so many high-sounding reasons? It's not like I won't give it to you'..."
Xia Wange's words were stuck in her head for a moment. When the aunt rubbed the corn and looked at her warily, she quickly said, "Aunt, do you know which store still sells corn? We heard that the corn here is good, so we came here specially to buy it. But after trying to contact them for a long time, no one answered the phone. We're already here, we can't run for nothing. Look, my silly brother who I paid for to survive the winter is in the car. I can't pay for the gas myself!"
Zhang Song was stunned, and in a flash, he immediately bared his teeth and laughed foolishly, "Hehehehehe."
"Oh, that's really stupid." The aunt changed the corn cob and continued to rub it. "Do you know the last name of the person who contacted you? We all know each other well here. If you know the last name, I can find it immediately."
Xia Wange's fingertips quickly wrote and drew on her legs, and she muttered something behind her headscarf. After a moment, she said, "The surname is Tong. The person who contacted me is named Tong."
"Oh, there is only one family with the surname Tong in our village. His mother fell ill yesterday and was taken to the provincial capital for treatment. I guess she must be very busy!"
"Oh, what should I do?" Xia Wange said anxiously, "Auntie, are you selling your corn? I can grind the corn kernels into flour and sell it myself. You don't have to pay for the processing fee."
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