The villagers' congress ended successfully, which had a great impact on the villagers of Xilongzhuang. Regardless of whether what Zhang Lang said could be done, his prestige of secretary and village chief was initially established.

When the greenhouse vegetables and large pig farms were built and profitable, Zhang Lang's prestige in Xilongzhuang surpassed the leaders of the older generation of his third uncle and fourth uncle.

All of this is still just a plan, and it will only be implemented when the autumn harvest is over.

But there is one thing Zhang Lang can't wait anymore, and he is afraid that he will go too late and other changes will occur.

The squad leader’s house is not far from Xilongzhuang, only about ten miles away, on the south bank of the Heishui River.

But there is only a little distance between the two provinces with different scores.

Shiwo Village is located in the northernmost part of Hebei Province and Liao Province.

Shiwo Village is at the foot of a small hill in the remnant of Yanshan Mountain. Zhang Lang walked along the mountain road in his memory to Shiwo Village.

Shiwo Village is not big, it is similar to Xilongzhuang, and it is also a hundred families. The architectural style in the village is similar to that of Xilongzhuang, and they are all low pocket rooms.

It was already noon when Zhang Lang arrived in Shiwo Village, and you could see wisps of blue smoke coming out of the village from afar.

Zhang Lang's pace accelerated a little more. He walked into the village and found an old man who was squatting in the corner of the wall basking in the sun. He handed over a cigarette and asked, "Uncle, how can Shitou's family go?"

"Stone?!" The old man looked up at Zhang Lang's dress and asked, "Stone left when he joined the army?"

"Yes, the Stone of the Soldier!" Zhang Lang nodded heavily.

"The house with a sycamore tree at the door is the one." The old man pointed to a big sycamore tree and said.

"Thank you, uncle!" Zhang Lang thanked and stood up and walked towards the squad leader's house.

"Oh! It's so pitiful! The whole family is just apart!" The old man's sigh came from behind.

As the class monitor's home got closer, Zhang Lang's heart began to beat violently and his pace began to hesitate. He didn't know how to face the class monitor's family.

Taking a deep breath, I stretched out my trembling hand to knock on the door, and suddenly I heard a conversation coming from the yard.

"You have to think clearly about it, your daughter is still young, and the second boy from the Wang family in the neighboring village is a fool. You will be ruined after marrying for the rest of your life."

"Old patriarch, I know...I know, but...but my mother can't wait... My mother's illness can't be delayed anymore." A woman said crying.

"We will think of a solution for money. If it really doesn't work, I will give up my old face and go to the town to ask for leadership. The stones are sacrificed for the country and the country has to take care of them."

"The government has taken care of enough, and the country is not rich... I don't have enough money to give me a few dozen yuan to see a doctor. The Wang family agreed to me to take my mother over..."

Zhang Lang burst into tears after hearing this. He knew that the squad leader was his posthumous son and his only son. The woman who spoke was the squad leader's wife.

"No...I don't agree!" Zhang Lang pushed the door open with excitement.

"Are you?" The old patriarch and the squad leader's sister-in-law looked at Zhang Lang who suddenly broke in. Suddenly.

I used to hear the squad leader say how beautiful his wife was, but I thought the squad leader bragged.

Now it seems that the squad leader is so modest. Zhang Lang has seen countless beauties in later generations, but he has never seen a beauties who have reached this level.

He is 1.75 meters tall, and his long legs make his clothes tightly. His face is haggard and pale, and a sickly blush is revealed, but it has a different charm.

Zhang Lang didn't dare to look at him too much, for fear of being abrupt, so he quickly lowered his head and introduced himself, "Sister-in-law, I am Zhang Lang, the soldier of the Stone Squad Leader."

"I know you, Brother Shitou talked about you when he wrote to me." The class leader's sister-in-law's voice was soft.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I'm late, I'll let you and the aunt suffer." Zhang Lang said with guilt.

"Are you a comrade-in-arms of Shi Tou?" the old patriarch asked.

"Yes, I am the soldier brought out by the squad leader. My family is in Xilongzhuang on the HB shore."

"Sister-in-law, I'll find a way to get an aunt's illness. You don't have to feel wronged."

"Okay, okay! Good people are rewarded, good soldiers brought by Shi Tou." The old patriarch laughed happily when he heard that Zhang Lang was willing to pay for Shi Tou Niang's medical treatment.

"Old patriarch, sister-in-law, I'll go in and see the aunt?" Zhang Lang didn't bother to reminisce about the old patriarch, and suggested going into the house to see the squad leader's mother.

"Zhang...Zhang Lang, don't talk to your mother later..." The class leader's sister-in-law said shyly.

"I understand sister-in-law, I won't say it." Zhang Lang nodded.

The class leader’s sister-in-law let Zhang Lang into the inner room. In the dark room, the class leader’s mother lay on the kang, crying silently.

Obviously, the class leader’s mother heard the conversation between the class leader and the old patriarch just now.

"It's all my damn old woman who has dragged you down!" The squad leader's mother said in tears when she saw her sister-in-law entering the house.

"Mom... what are you saying? What are you going to drag down? Shi Tou's comrades come to see you." My sister-in-law hurriedly changed the topic.

"Your comrade-in-arms in the stone?" the old lady struggled to get up.

"Mom! The squad leader is gone... I will be your son from now on!" Zhang Lang knelt on the ground with a thud and shouted at Mom with a cry.

"Get up quickly... Get up quickly!" Zhang Lang's actions scared the old lady, and he said with his hands stretched out and said, lying on the bed.

"Mom, my life was given by the squad leader, and the squad leader left to save me. From now on, you will be my mother, and I will provide you with the squad leader for the squad leader." Zhang Lang knelt on the ground, crying about the pain that had been pressed in his heart for decades.

"Child...it's not your fault...it's all fate!" The old lady also burst into tears.

"Wuwu...Wuwuwu!" The squad leader's sister-in-law even cried.

The old patriarch also cried with tears.

"I can't... I can't! I can't let my old bone drag you down any more."

"Old patriarch, please always testify. My Zhang Lang recognizes my relatives today, and the squad leader's mother will be my mother in the future! My Zhang Lang's son will have a surname named Shi, who will inherit the squad leader's incense."

"Wuwu...wuwuwu!" The old lady burst into tears, "His father... did you hear it? Your old Shi family's incense has not stopped!"

Zhang Lang's promise is considered to be in the heart of the old lady. The old lady's illness is mostly caused by the loss of her son and the loss of hope at home.

What Chinese people pay attention to is the inheritance of incense, and rural people pay more attention to it. Many families would rather be punished and lost their money in order to have a son.

The old patriarch was also moved, "Be serious?"

"Take it seriously! If you violate this oath, you will not die well when you hit the sky and thunder!" Zhang Lang knelt on the ground and raised his hand to swear.

This is a great oath. Although it has been so many years since the four olds were broken, rural people still believe it.

"Okay...good boy! Zhuzi's family, why don't you let the child get up quickly!" The old patriarch shouted at the squad leader's mother who was still crying.

"Yes...yes! Child, get up quickly...the ground is cold!" The old lady seemed to be halfway through the disease, and she struggled to get up from the kang, stretching out her hand to support Zhang Lang.
Chapter completed!