Shen Yancheng followed him on the bus, but he controlled the speed and didn't dare to drive too fast, especially when turning. He always paid attention to xiaorou's face.
If you find something wrong with her, stop immediately and have a rest.
Jiang xiaorou is also strong enough. When she feels uncomfortable in the car, she chews gum or goes to bed. Shen Yancheng was really distressed to see her sweating.
Fortunately, in the evening, their car stopped at the entrance of the village and finally reached their destination.
"Slow down." Shen Yancheng carefully helped Jiang xiaorou down from the car.
Jiang xiaorou's face is pale and like paper. She feels soft all over. She doesn't have strength. This is the end of carsickness.
"Is this it?" Jiang xiaorou looked ahead.
How do you describe what you see? In fact, it's still different from xiaorou's imagination. She thought the mountains were like desert. This place must be full of loess.
But it's not.
The environment here is very good, the mountains and fields are green, and there is a very large banyan tree at the entrance of the village. From a distance, there are bustling families.
It's late. It's time for dinner. You can also see cooking smoke floating in the air, like a picture. There is nothing bad except remoteness.
"HMM." Shen Yancheng nodded and helped Xiao Rou forward.
"There's someone ahead, let's ask!" Jiang xiaorou saw an old man working in the field, dressed very plainly.
"OK." Shen Yancheng agreed.
They walked over together.
"Hello," said Jiang xiaorou with a standard smile on her face.
She was sweet and had a good smile. When the old man saw Jiang xiaorou, he quickly put down his work.
Strangers rarely come to the village. Naturally, strangers can be recognized at a glance.
"What can I do for you, little girl?" the old man asked.
"Old man, we came to the village to find someone. Do you know how to get to Zhang Er's house?" Jiang xiaorou asked.
The man who adopted the child, surnamed Zhang, is the second in the family. Everyone calls him Zhang Er.
"You're talking about the second son of Zhang Jia. His family lives in the front. Go straight to the end, and then walk on your right hand. The last room is his family." the old man pointed.
The route was very simple. Jiang xiaorou and Shen Yancheng easily remembered it.
"Thank you, old man." Jiang xiaorou said with a smile.
The old man just finished work and went home. He got up from the field with a hoe and walked back with Jiang xiaorou and them. Jiang xiaorou looks at the old man. Her hair is white. How can she have sixty or seventy! It's hard enough to farm by yourself.
"Cheng Cheng, please help the old man get a hoe!" Jiang xiaorou elbowed Shen Yancheng.
They are new here and are not familiar with here. The old man looks very kind. He may be able to help them! How easy it is to have friends!
"Old man, let me help you!" Shen Yancheng stretched out his hand to get it.
"No, no, my hoe is dirty, but don't dirty your clothes." the old man hurried away from Shen Yancheng and Jiang xiaorou.
They knew they were noble people when they looked at their clothes. The old man didn't dare to let them resist hoes.
"It doesn't matter." Jiang xiaorou said with a smile.
Shen Yancheng hurried over to take the hoe in the old man's hand and took it in his hand. He didn't resist on his shoulder. He would really dirty his expensive suit. He was very relaxed in one hand.
The old man looked at Shen Yancheng with a smile: "young people are energetic! By the way, are you two looking for Zhang Er?"
"Yes, yes!" Jiang xiaorou nodded.
"What's the relationship between you two and the second son of Zhang Jia? No one has come to him in recent years. You two are the first." the old man smiled, loved chatting, and was very simple.
It's really a rural area. It's very comfortable to listen to him. The dialect is very heavy, has no heart, and speaks honestly.
"Friend." Jiang xiaorou glanced at Shen Yancheng and didn't let him tell the truth.
They don't know the situation in the village or in Zhangjia. It's not good to speak so rashly. Even if the old man is very sincere, he still needs to talk selectively when chatting with him.
"Then why are you looking for Zhang Er? There must be something, or you won't come all the way. I think you two shouldn't be native." the old man said again.
The old man is really smart. He can't tell his native from Jiang xiaorou's accent. However, the two countries are close together and speak the same language, which can be understood.
"It's inconvenient to tell you, but we're not bad guys. Hey hey." Jiang xiaorou smiled.
"I know, I know." the old man stopped and pointed to the front: "that's the home of the second son of Zhang Jia. He is a bachelor and has a son of his own."
Jiang xiaorou looked in the direction of the old man's fingers and saw a thatched house. It was very simple and should be the most dilapidated house in the village.
Outside the yard!
There was a child, with a stick in his hand, driving ducks.
"Who is the child?" Jiang xiaorou asked the old man.
At this time, Jiang xiaorou's expression was complicated, because she had guessed seven or eight points in her heart.
"He is the son of the second son of Zhang Jia. His name is Zhang min." the old man said, "this child is sensible. Although he is only five years old, he can do anything. Everyone said that the second son of Zhang Jia has no ability. It's very promising to have a son."