Chapter 620 [Shanren] (Part 2)

Zhou Shanhu was seen through by Zhang Yang and scratched the back of his head with a little embarrassed expression: "Brother, I just happened to hear you say you were going to Xiaoshiwa?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Zhou Shanhu volunteered, "Brother, let me lead you. It is difficult to walk from here to Xiaoshiwa. The road is very complicated. If you may get lost, you may not be able to walk. People who don't often walk this intestine should find someone to lead the way."

Zhang Yang said: "Okay!"

Zhou Shanhu took the opportunity to ask: "Brother, then... will you help me to drag the tractor back to the village?"

Zhang Yang laughed and had long guessed what the kid was going to have.

Zhou Shanhu felt even more embarrassed when he saw Zhang Yang laughing. His face turned red. Seeing that his broken tractor was too disastrous, he probably didn't want to help him. He said embarrassedly: "Forget it if it's inconvenient..."

Zhang Yang said: "Okay, you tie the car up, but I haven't dragged this tractor before."

When Zhou Shanhu heard that he was willing, he said happily: "It's okay, just drive slowly, I will be responsible for the palm of my hand behind me."

Zhang Yang didn't want to delay here, so he nodded and said, "Sure, let's go quickly, I still have important things to do."

"Okay!"

After the tractor was tied up, Zhang Yang asked the other two young men to get on the car. Zhou Shanhu was responsible for controlling the direction behind. The pickup truck had a great traction. This tractor naturally did not become a problem. However, after all, it was in the mountains. The mountain road was bent and 18 bends, which was much more difficult than the flat-ground trailer. Zhang Yang drove very slowly. Zhou Shanhu didn't lie to him. The more he drove, the more dangerous the mountain road was. The narrow place could only accommodate a car. On one side was a mountain and on the other side was a deep abyss, which was much more dangerous than the eighteen plates of Heishanzi. Zhang Yang not only had to drive carefully, but also took care of the tractor behind, for fear that he would accidentally throw the tractor under the mountain. You should know that there was a living person sitting in the tractor.

Jiang Liang sat on the passenger seat and looked out the window, feeling dizzy. He was a little afraid of Gao. He quickly closed his eyes, wrapped his coat tightly, and whispered: "How far is it?"

The young man in the countryside dress behind him said, "It's fifteen miles from the place where the accident happened just now to our village, but it's all mountain roads, which are very difficult to walk. Except for us locals, drivers outside dare not drive this road."

Zhang Yang stopped at the fork in front of him and turned around and said, "Which of these two roads leads to Xiaoshiwa Village?"

"The one on the left!"

Not long after Zhang Yang drove, the cement road disappeared, all of which were bumpy and bumpy mountain roads. The sky became much darker, and the clouds seemed to have fallen on lead, and the pressure was getting lower and lower. Jiang Liang was worried and said, "It won't snow!" As soon as he finished speaking, salt particles fell from the air and smashed on the windshield. The warm wind in the car was very good, so of course there was no need to worry about the cold, but the dense salt particles obviously affected their sight. Zhang Yang became more and more frightened and paralyzed, but it started to snow at this moment.

After a while, the salt particles turned into goose feathers and snowed heavily. Zhang Yang was stunned. He didn't dare to drive it anymore. The road conditions were not familiar, so he might get downstairs to the cliff.

The young man in blue said, "Brother, I'll go down to lead you. I'll walk in front and you drive behind!" He said to his companion beside him, "Sunzi, there are still five or six miles left, we'll rotate, I can't stand you coming down to serve me!"

Shuanzi nodded.

Zhang Yang and Jiang Liang looked at each other, and both brothers looked helpless. They had already arrived at this place and could only move forward but not retreat.

Two young men took turns to guide them in front of them. The pickup truck was moving forward in the mountains and stopped and stopped like this. The five or six miles of mountain road drove for more than two hours. Zhang Yang was so tired. The feeling of this mountain road was more tiring than running a long distance of thousands of miles.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was full of heavy snow. The trees on the mountain were all dyed white, with some hazy shadows. Although it was only around four o'clock in the afternoon, it looked like the dusk was vast and the wind was blowing tightly. Jiang Liang pushed open the car door and walked down. A ball of snow was wrapped in the mountain wind and pounced on his face, which made him unable to open his eyes. The mountain wind whistled, like a roaring beast, rolling heavily, whistling, rolling, and rushing towards the earth.

Zhang Yang parked his car in the open space at the entrance of the village. The roads in the village were very narrow and the pickup truck could not drive in at all.

Zhou Shanhu jumped off the tractor. He was covered in snow and looked like a snowman. His hair, eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with ice. He grinned and smiled at Zhang Yang and said loudly: "Thank you, brother!" Although he spoke with all his might, his voice was still torn to pieces by the wind and snow.

Zhou Shanhu handed the tractor to his two companions, pointed to the village, and shouted: "Brother! Let's go to our house to rest first!"

Zhang Yang and Jiang Liang had no other choice, and followed Zhou Shanhu to the village, one foot deep and one foot shallow. Zhou Shanhu's home is located at the west end of Xiaoshiwa Village. The yard is built with stones and the house is also built with stones. There are three stone houses in total, and there is a kitchen to the east.

As soon as he walked into the yard, a big black dog rushed over with barking. Zhou Shanhu shouted: "Old Hei, stay back to the house!"

The black dog was very obedient, and then turned around and stayed in the kennel with a whimper.

Zhang Yang and the others followed Zhou Shanhu into the main hall. There was no one in the room and the door was not locked. Zhou Shanhu pushed open the door and said, "Two brothers, please sit in there!"

Zhang Yang looked around the room. There was not much furniture, a table, an Eight Immortals Table, and two ragged chairs. Because of the long time and the dim light in the room, the color of the furniture could not be seen clearly.

Zhou Shanhu picked up the rag on the table and dusted it on the chair, and said enthusiastically: "Please sit down quickly, I'll go and make a fire for you."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "No need to worry, brother, isn't your village still open?"

Zhou Shanhu nodded and said, "Yes, not yet. I heard from the village that our village will be powered on next year, and then we will be able to watch TV." He walked out and walked in with a stove after a while. He placed the stove in front of Zhang Yang and Jiang Liang. A strong smell of gas quickly spread in the air.

Jiang Liang had both hands on the sleeves of the cotton coat. He was so proud that he really admired his foresight and that it was warm when he came out in a cotton coat. He looked at Zhang Yang beside him and found that this guy was sitting there like nothing wrong, and he seemed to feel the cold at all. Jiang Liang really admired his physique. After all, he was a young man and had a strong firepower.

Zhou Shanhu put on a dirty sheepskin coat. He moved a stool and sat down by the stove. While roasting the fire, he said, "Two brothers, why are you doing in our village for such a heavy storm? Is there anything important?"

Jiang Liang said: "Are you the village party secretary? Can you take us to find him?"

Zhou Shanhu smiled and said, "You have found the right person. The branch secretary is my dear uncle. He lives in front of my house."

Zhang Yang and Jiang Liang were overjoyed, and they stood up and said, "Let's go, take us to find him."

Zhou Shanhu nodded and took them to the home of the village party secretary Zhou Youliang. Although Zhou Youliang's home is also a stone house, it is much more neat than Zhou Shanhu's home. The houses are made of square stones, and the yard is much larger. When they walked into the yard, Zhou Youliang was making a stove in the yard. When they saw Zhou Shanhu coming in, he rubbed his eyes and said, "Huzi, you are here just right. Help me grow the stove. I am fascinated."

Zhou Shanhu said: "Uncle, there are two police comrades looking for you!"

Zhou Youliang narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yang and the others: "Police? I haven't seen you before! From the township police station?"

Jiang Liang smiled and said, "Secretary Zhou, we are from the Jiangcheng City Bureau. This time we come here to learn something from you."

"What's the matter? I'm an honest person, I don't steal or rob, what can I do to you?" Zhou Youliang was still quite alert.

Jiang Liang was happy: "Secretary Zhou, I'm asking about the past."

Zhou Youliang pulled a cotton jacket and said, "Sit in the house!"

Several people came to the house. There was not much difference between Zhou Youliang's main hall and Zhou Shanhu's family in layout. However, there were many portraits of great men posted on the walls of Zhou Youliang's house, which is very common in local small mountain villages.

Jiang Liang speculated from his appearance that Zhou Youliang was about 40 or 50 years old. He should have some understanding of the fact that the educated youth went to the countryside to go to the countryside to work, so he said: "Secretary Zhou, this is the case. We want to investigate some things. Before and after, there were many educated youths from Xiaoshiwa Village. I wonder if you still have an impression?"

Zhou Youliang said, "I am not familiar with them. I worked in the Xishan Quarry back then and rarely came to my house. At the longest time, I only came back once every six months. I knew that many educated youths came to the city, and some educated youths lived in our house." At this point, he paused for a moment, took out a box of cigarettes, and prepared to serve them for the guests. Jiang Liang said, "Smoke me!" He took out a box of Hongtashan from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Zhou Youliang, and put the others on the table.

Zhou Youliang looked at the box of cigarettes and said, "What a cigarette, Hongta Mountain!"

Zhang Yang said: "Secretary Zhou, I will give you one after another, and I will take it to you later."

Zhou Youliang hypocritically said: "How can I accept your things? Wouldn't it be a bribe?"

Zhang Yang laughed secretly, accepting bribes, even if you want to accept bribes, you don’t have such a chance to accept bribes.

Zhou Youliang took a sip of cigarette, spit out a cloud of smoke, and said slowly: "My father was the party secretary of Xiaoshiwa Village at that time. These educated youth were the ones my father was responsible for receiving them. He knew the best of these things."

Zhang Yang was overjoyed and said, "Secretary Zhou, where is he now?"

Zhou Youliang sighed and said, "I left the year before yesterday!"

Jiang Liang and Zhang Yang looked at each other, and neither of them could hide their inner disappointment.

Jiang Liang said: "There should be people in the village who are familiar with these things, right?"

Zhou Youliang said: "At that time, most of the cadres in the village were in charge of this matter were gone. Otherwise, you can go to the old accountant to ask if he can help."

Zhou Shanhu took the initiative to say, "I'll take you there!"

When Zhou Youliang sent them out, he said again: "I don't want the cigarette!" He didn't want it, but he was simply reminding Zhang Yang not to forget to give him the cigarette.

Zhang Yang smiled. He first went to the pickup truck at the entrance of the village and handed over two of them to Zhou Shanhu: "Huzi, one of these two cigarettes is for your uncle, and one for you to keep."

Zhou Shanhu shook his head and said, "I don't want it. You didn't help me to tow the truck just now. My tractor must be left halfway. Thank you for not having time. How can you ask for your things?"

Zhang Yang said: "Then take this cigarette and turn it over to you."

Zhou Shanhu said, "He said he didn't want it anymore, so he didn't need to give it to him!" From the tone of his speech, he didn't like this old man very much.

Jiang Liang said: "Where is the old accountant living?"

Zhou Shanhu said: "The stone house in front is it!"

Jiang Liang looked up and saw that there were stone houses in front of him, so he couldn't tell which one it was.

Zhou Shanhu said: "There is a sycamore tree planted at the door!"

The old accountant Zhou Youjin is already in his seventies. When he heard that someone came to Jiangcheng, he seemed a little confused when asked about the educated youth who were in the army. He looked at the fire for a while and said, "It has been more than twenty years, and I can't remember it very clearly."

Jiang Liang reminded him: "Uncle Zhou, think about it carefully. Is there anyone named Xu Changde who came to your Xiaoshiwa Village to the countryside at that time?"

Zhou Youjin thought hard for a long time: "Xu Changde? It sounds familiar, but I can't remember..."

Zhang Yang took out the photo and handed it to Zhou Youjin and said, "Uncle Zhou, do you see if there are any people in this photo that you know?"

Zhou Youjin looked at it over and over again several times, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't recognize anyone, I don't recognize anyone... I look a little familiar, but I can't remember it."

Zhou Youjin's wife said, "Don't ask him, he has been in trouble in the past two years. Not to mention the past things, or things he had just done, I forgot it when I turned around. The educated youth went to the countryside for so many years. Who still remembers that those young people came from the city at that time, and the people in charge of receiving several cadres from the village, but now most of them have passed away, and our family's mind is not flexible anymore."

Zhang Yang said: "Auntie, someone must remember it. It was impossible for educated youth to be closed when they were in the army, and it was impossible for them to not contact the villagers."

The old lady said, "You should go to school. Principal Chen was close to them at that time, and they were all young intellectuals. I believe he should know something."

Zhang Yang looked at Zhou Youjin again. The old accountant leaned on the chair and was already dozing off. Time was not forgiving people, so he couldn't get any clues from this old man.

After leaving the old accountant's home, the snow outside did not stop, but became heavier. Zhou Shanhu said: "The school is still one mile away from our village. Are we still here today?"

Jiang Liang looked up at the sky, looked at the watch again, and sighed, "I originally hoped that I could go back today, it was almost five o'clock."

Zhou Shanhu said: "It's so dangerous that I can't go back with such heavy snow. I live alone and have a place at home. If you don't think it's simple, stay at my house for one night. I'll send you out of the mountain tomorrow morning."

Zhang Yang nodded. Although he arrived at Xiaoshiwa Village, the matter had not been found out yet. Of course, he didn't want to give up. Zhang Yang said, "Huzi, thank you for your hard work today."

Zhou Shanhu smiled and said, "What's the hard work? You haven't helped me, but if you want to go to school, we have to hurry up. The snow will be heavy, and the mountain roads are not easy to walk."

This mountain road is not a problem for Zhang Yang, but Jiang Liang is different. He has not walked far behind and panted, saying, "Today, I have experienced the difficulty of the Red Army climbing the snow-capped mountains and crossing the grassland. A happy life comes from hardships!"

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "It's just climbing the snow-capped mountains, not as exaggerated as you said."

Jiang Liang said: "If I had known this, I should have asked Du Yufeng to accompany you... He also came out of the mountains... Climbing is a good player..."

Zhou Shanhu smiled and said, "Brother, it's not far away. It's cold, walk around and warm." They climbed up the snow slope, and Zhou Shanhu pointed to the red flag that was waving in the wind not far away and said, "That's it!"

Zhang Yang said: "Will students still attend classes with such heavy snow?"

Zhou Shanhu said: "No, today is Sunday!"

Jiang Liang said: "Don't the principal rest on Sunday?"

Zhou Shanhu said: "Principal Chen has never been married, he is alone, and his home is the school."

Zhang Yang said: "How old is he?"

Zhou Shanhu said: "I'm in my fifties, I don't know! Anyway, I have followed him to class since I was a child, and now he is still in school."

Zhang Yang said: "It is rare to see such people, and they have donated them to the cause of education all their lives."

Zhou Shanhu said: "Principal Chen has a weird temper. When you see him later, you'd better be mentally prepared. Basically, the people in our village have never seen his smiling face."
Chapter completed!