Chapter 558

fortunately, when leaving the Meng family, Yang Guo didn't quarrel with Meng Ping, who was as angry as a powder keg. Although Meng Ping's attitude towards Yang Guo and them was still a little bad, he wouldn't blow them out.

Through the communication with Meng Ping, a half insider, Yang Guo at least learned about the situation of this small county, and he also stopped thinking of asking the official for help.

Everything can only depend on yourself!

Yang Guo and his team went up the mountain early the next morning, and Land Rover stopped in the canteen beside the national highway at the foot of the mountain.

Generally speaking, this kind of place without a shop in front of the village and behind the village is easy to run into black shops, but the owner is from the Miao village. If you calculate the genealogy, it is Xiong Jiwu's cousin!

If you change other tourists, let alone stop at will, even if you just buy a bottle of water, it is estimated that the price in the store will start from the ground. However, Yang Guo is different. Xiong Jiwu's cousin heard that he made great efforts to help ye nusang, so he took Yang Guo as his own.

And because I called the mountain early, when Yang Guo and his team arrived at the foot of the mountain, there were already four Miao men waiting in the snack bar.

As I said before, the income from farming is not good, and the mountains are high and the waters are dangerous, so it is difficult to transport the things planted. Therefore, most of the men from several Miao villages in the mountain go out to work in big cities, but not all of them have left. Some men also stay and stubbornly guard their own three parts of an acre.

In the Miao village where Xiong Jiwu is in, except for Xiong Jiwu, there are only four strong Miao people under the age of 50. Although they are not tall or strong, they often shuttle through the mountains and forests. They are thin and muscular, but their strength is not small. YangGuo just opened the trunk, and they quietly gathered around to help carry things.

"Are you the city boy that Xiao Wu said?" Yang Guo was drilling inside the carriage to deliver the box, when he suddenly heard a vigorous voice.

Looking up, it was the old man who had just sat in the deepest part of the snack bar, and even Xiong Jiwu's cousin was waiting respectfully.

Just now he sat and didn't feel it. At this time, Yang Guo found that although the old man's beard and hair were all white, his waist was very straight and his movements were very flexible. Especially his bright eyes often showed brilliance, and every move gave people a feeling of natural perfection.

However, because there was no sense of threat, Yang Guo didn't think about that aspect, but simply felt that the old man was in good health. Although he was more than a round older than his father, his spirit was better than his father!

"Hello, this is Yang Guo." Yang Guo quickly bowed respectfully and replied. Although Yang Guo was not born in a big family, he has a good family education. The traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young has been rooted in his bones almost since childhood.

"Yang Guo, this is our patriarch." Xiong Jiwu saw it and hurriedly walked around, helping to introduce it.

"Now it's no longer called clan head, but village head. My name is xiongkehu." The old man waved his hand, arched his hand and said, "you are a good boy. You helped Xiao Wu and bought so many books for the doll in the stockade. I thank you on behalf of Xiong Jiazhai!"

"Yes, yes." Yang Guo quickly bowed and said. The elders' thanks can't be accepted calmly, and the necessary etiquette must be done in place.

After listening to xiongkehu patriarch said so much, Yang Guo suddenly found that xiongkehu spoke Mandarin very well, not as strange as xiongjiwu, and even as well as xiongxiaolin, these children who have been systematically studied. This is a very interesting discovery, but Yang Guo didn't care.

With four strong men to help move things, Yang Guo is much easier. He just carries a schoolbag with a computer on his back, and then holds Qiqi in one hand and gold that dare not cross the suspension bridge in the other hand.

Not long after Qiqi woke up, she was a little hungry, but after the suspension bridge, she had to walk for more than half an hour on the mountain road. Yang Guo was embarrassed to ask everyone to stop halfway and wait for him to wash Qiqi and make milk powder, so he had to put up with it.

Qiqi looked at xiongkehu curiously. The old man's white beard looked more interesting than grandpa Chen Zongdai's, but Qiqi didn't dare to deal with grandpa xiongkehu like he did with Grandpa Chen Zongdai.

Xiongkehu is unsmiling, his eyes are sharp like an eagle in the sky, and Qiqi is a little afraid of it. In fact, Qiqi's sixth sense is very accurate, and Xiong kehu is really frightening. In addition to Yang Guo, who is fearless about everything, people in Miaozhai, including adults and children, are very respectful to Xiong kehu.

On the one hand, this respect is based on the authority of the patriarch, and on the other hand, it is based on strength, which will be detailed later.

Unlike the sudden visit a few days ago, Yang Guo came back today, but he enjoyed the treatment of a panda. His news had already spread all over the Miao village. Before entering the village, he was surrounded by three layers inside and outside. The third layer inside was a doll who was purely involved in the fun, and the third layer outside was a curious Miao women who came to see the rich.

I don't know if it's the reason why Yang Guo has "married" and sighs with regret one after another. Yang Guo, who followed Xiong Xiaolin to learn a lot of Miao pronunciation, vaguely heard them talking about themselves. It seemed that his hope of introducing the eldest daughter of the unmarried third aunt and fourth aunt to himself was dashed!

Looking at Yang Guo being surrounded and unable to walk, Xiong kehu said: "OK, OK, just read it, what to do, what to see?"

Xiongkehu spoke Miao language, and Yang Guo couldn't understand it, but Yang Guo could hear the dignity of his tone. As soon as his voice fell, the Miao women hurriedly led, hugged, and scattered with their children. The gate of the village, which had just been chattering like hundreds of birds, was emptied in less than a minute.

"ADA, where are these things moved?" A Miao man wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked with two boxes.

"These three boxes are books, and these two are biscuits and candies. They are all bought for the dolls in the village." Because Yang Guo can't understand Miao language, Xiong Jiwu helps Yang Guo explain.

"Then move to the school. You can nail a bookshelf and put the books on it later. I'll write a record later. Anyone who wants to read books can register. Eat, and call the dolls over and divide them later." Xiong kehu waved his hand and drove the four young Miao people to work.

As for Yang Guo, Xiong Jiwu's luggage and other things, naturally someone also helped to send them to Xiong Jiwu's high-rise building.

"Patriarch, you drink tea." Xiong Jiwu asked ye nusang to pack up. He quickly boiled water to make tea for Xiong kehu, who was sitting on the chair in the lobby.

Yang Guo is busy rinsing Qiqi's mouth and face. When the water boils, he also needs to make some milk powder for her. As for gold, it has dog food to eat, so it can't be hungry.

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