The small Mushan Village is very lively today. The villagers heard that Jiang Zhiguo, who went to the countryside to work in the village, came back, which surprised many people. The oldest village chief brought his fellow villagers to Mu Mingcheng's house and visited the distinguished guests from the city.

The old village chief held Jiang Zhiguo's hand and said excitedly: "Zhiguo, I didn't expect that our uncle and nephew have not seen each other for more than 30 years. You still remember our fellow villagers. Uncle Mu, I am so... so touched today."

Jiang Zhiguo grabbed the old village chief's hand and choked and said, "Uncle Mu, you are so disgusting. You will never forget your kindness to me. I have been out for more than 30 years and have not come back to see you. It's really... It's really unfilial!"

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back. It's hard for you to remember this old bone. We are not such a pretentious person. Why don't you introduce me to the younger generation you brought to you and let me know."

When Jiang Zhiguo heard this, he hurriedly grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand and said, "Uncle, this is my son Jiang Cheng. Cheng Cheng, call me grandpa, if it weren't for your Grandpa Mu, your father would have been robbed to death by a wild boar. Why don't you kowtow to grandpa?"

When Jiang Cheng heard what his father said, he knelt down without saying a word and was about to kowtow to the old village chief. When the old village chief saw that the child was going to give such a big tribute, he hurriedly held Jiang Cheng's hands and said, "No, I must not, I can't treat such a big tribute as a younger man, which will make him lose his life."

Jiang Cheng didn't feel that he was losing, so he pushed away the old village chief's hand, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully, saying, "The grandson kowtowed to grandpa. Thank you for your life-saving grace and years of care for my father."

This scared the old village chief. Unexpectedly, Zhiguo's son was so straightforward. He said he was really kowtow. He hurriedly pulled Jiang Cheng and said, "Oh, you can't be like this, you can't be like this, old man, I will really lose my life."

Jiang Zhiguo grabbed the old village chief's hand and said, "Uncle, there is nothing that cannot be regarded as a person. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. I would have died, so how could he have been borne by him? So, you deserve this.

After Jiang Zhiguo said this, the old village chief smiled and looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile, nodded and said, "No, no, there are a few Red Army soldiers who looked like that, who are worthy of being Zhiguo's son."

"Of course, uncle, you don't know that my son has been a special forces soldier. He has only returned from the army recently." Jiang Zhiguo said proudly.

When the old village chief heard this, he became even more interested and hurriedly said, "Big grandson, let's talk to grandpa tonight, how do you special forces soldiers behave as a magic weapon? Let me see if you special forces soldiers are powerful or the Red Army soldiers back then are powerful, ah, haha..."

During a friendly and cheerful conversation, the sky gradually became dark, and smoke from all households in Mushan Group also floated. The threshing ground at the village entrance was brightly lit, and the eight immortal tables were neatly arranged. In order to welcome Jiang Zhiguo and his group, the old village chief ordered the villagers to gather together eight immortal tables, and everyone had a special reunion dinner to celebrate.

This was awesome. The entire village was mobilized. There were twenty-one families in Mushan Group and more than sixty people. After school, the children were all around Jiang Cheng and the others, staring at the various snacks in their hands and drooling.

Jiang Cheng asked Zhang Jian and Zheng Xiaohu to take out the candy and fruits purchased in advance, and sent them to the children. He also took out strips of Chinese cigarettes to give to others. Each household had a hard Chinese plus a bucket of golden dragon fish blended oil, which made the villagers grin and praised Lao Jiang for his conscience and never forgot the villagers in this poor valley when they became prosperous.

The women were busy working hard in their own kitchens. The fried dishes were served on the table of the threshing farm. Jiang Cheng and his parents chatted with the older generation in the village, and men from all households also went out to receive regular customers from afar.

"Zhiguo, if it weren't for the eldest grandson this time, Xiaoling and Mu Han would be in trouble. No one would know that they would starve to death in Jiangnan City!" The old village chief said affectionately.

Jiang Zhiguo didn't dare to be arrogant and hurriedly said, "Uncle, you are so dissatisfied with me. It's not good for Zhiguo. I haven't come back to see my fellow villagers for so many years. I don't know that my brother's daughter suffered such hardships in Jiangnan City. If my son hadn't happened to meet you, I wouldn't have the face to see you in the future."

As they were talking, everyone began to cry, feeling unfortunate and angry about the two young girls. Fortunately, the children were fine and met a noble man like Jiang Cheng. Seeing the car driven by Jiang Cheng and his group, the villagers felt that their lives would get better and better in the future!

The atmosphere in the threshing field was very lively. The children took snacks and fruits and sat in the valleys and ate, while eating, while wiping saliva. After Zheng Xiaohu and Zhang Jian split the snacks, they also sat on the Eight Immortals table. Listening to the story of the older generation talking about the story of the countryside when they went to the countryside, Mu Mingcheng talked about the part where Jiang Zhiguo was chased by wild boars, and everyone couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out that Jiang Zhiguo was only seventeen years old, and he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers and was brave. Because he often couldn't eat enough and was hungry, Jiang Zhiguo liked to go to various places to eat. However, there was nothing to eat in Mushan Group, so he thought of the wild boars in the mountains and prepared to taste the meat.

He took the musket and took the ammunition into the mountains. After walking for several hours, he reached the dense forest, and finally met a wild boar. Jiang Zhiguo was young and brave at the time. Without thinking, he picked up the musket and shot the wild boar in the head. However, he did not expect that the gun did not kill the wild boar, but instead angered the wild boar.

In the forests in the hilly areas of Jiangnan, wild boars can be said to be a king. If there are many people and form a herd of wild boars, they will dare to exorcise South China tigers, let alone a mere stinky brat. Seeing that Jiang Zhiguo had only one person, the wild boar directly charged him.

Jiang Zhiguo was stunned. He thought that the shot he had just now would definitely kill the wild boar, but he didn't expect that he didn't even penetrate the skin. When he saw the wild boar rushing towards him, he was so scared that he didn't even want the musket. He threw the musket and turned around and ran back. But no one could run faster than the four-legged animals, let alone the wild boar that often rushes around the forest. He was soon caught up by the wild boar.

Seeing that running like this was not exhausted or urging him to death by a wild boar, Jiang Zhiguo found a big tree and climbed up, preparing to wait for the wild boar to leave before running back to the village. However, what he didn't expect was that the wild boar actually fought with him, guarding him under the tree, and rubbing his body against the big tree from time to time.

Jiang Zhiguo was so scared that he hid in the tree and was trembling. He didn't dare to go down because he would be killed by a wild boar if he went down. But the wild boar didn't leave, so the man and the pig fought a long battle until it got completely dark. Jiang Zhiguo was scared. The big forest was dark in the middle of winter at night, and a gust of cold wind could blow people all over their bodies.

Jiang Zhiguo looked at the dark forest and couldn't help but remember the stories told by several elders in the village, saying that there were many Red Army soldiers buried in the forest before. Just then, a mountain wind blew, and the branches and leaves whistled. Jiang Zhiguo was so scared that he screamed, and kept saying, "Dear Red Army uncles, I didn't come here on purpose. I just wanted to kill a wild boar. Don't harm me. We are all good soldiers of Chairman Mao and the successor of socialism."

The uncles of the Red Army were not called out by Jiang Zhiguo, but the old village chief came out. It turned out that the old village chief did not see Jiang Zhiguo coming back for dinner at night. When he asked someone, he found out that he had taken a musket into the Black Forest. The old village chief was so scared that he left his bowl and took Mu Mingcheng and a few young men into the Black Forest to find someone.
Chapter completed!