On the afternoon of the 29th, Wei Ran followed Li Weizhong and his son Li Ziqiang on a flight to Bingcheng.

A little earlier than them, Xia Soseki and his girlfriend Qin Qi also boarded the flight to the capital with those precious letters.

This is why he was led to the tyrant by Wei Ran. In order to find the old letters as soon as possible, the fastest way is undoubtedly to use the power of the official.

On the same day, at this airport, Mr. Li Wangchuan and his children and grandchildren also boarded the flight to Zhuhai with the shabby sabre that was checked.

None of their family has applied for a cross-strait pass, so they can only fly to Zhuhai and wait. Fortunately, with the detailed address and contact number provided by Wei Ran, they can always meet.

While the three groups of people were waiting, one after another took off. In the cabin, Wei Ran also chatted with the Li family and his son about their experiences in joining the army.

"I was a car soldier back then"

Li Weizhong said nostalgically, "The car soldiers who ran to Qinghai, that day was really hard to think about.

But how strange you said, how many years have you been demobilized? I still dream of driving on the broken road on the plateau."

"The road construction over there is much better now than before," Li Ziqiang almost subconsciously replied.

"Are you joining the army there?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"No, I'm in Anxi, and I've passed by where my old man served several times." Li Ziqiang said with a smile, "I'm the border guard."

"Every river cannot form an army, it has always been like this." Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh.

"Our Li family has ancestral teachings"

Li Weizhong said proudly, "The warehouse is really good at providing relief for the flow, and the food and clothing are enough to spread the poor. If the country is in trouble, it will first resist foreign humiliation. When it is prosperous, it will be carried out in all directions. Later, after my grandfather took over the head, he changed the last sentence of this ancestral teaching."

"What has it been changed?" Wei Ran asked involuntarily.

"Guarding all directions in prosperous times"

Li Ziqiang, who is younger than himself, replied with a smile, "It is already a prosperous era, but the more prosperous it is, the more we need to protect it. No matter what, only by guarding everyone can we have a small family."

"yes..."

Wei Ran couldn't help but look at the ground that was getting farther and farther outside the porthole, but couldn't help but think of more familiar and strange people.

After a long flight for several hours, when the flight landed smoothly and the three of them walked out of the airport with simple luggage, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Compared with the pleasant temperature of the country of Tianfu, this city in the northern part of the motherland has even carved ice sculptures.

Under Wei Ran's arrangement, the Li family and his son followed him into a hotel located in the city, and then found a place to have a good meal of affordable local delicacies.

The father and son were left to go around freely, but Wei Ran returned to the hotel early and called Xia Shushi.

"I've made arrangements here."

As soon as the phone was connected, Xia Soseki spoke, "The superiors attach great importance to this matter and are actively coordinating to find the recipient. What about you? How is the situation there?"

"I just had supper"

Wei Ran stood in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the bustling night view outside and said, "We will go to that address tomorrow morning."

"Then I'll wait for you tomorrow"

Xia Soseki paused and said, "In addition, there are a few interviews next, probably..."

"Brother, we are not the protagonists this time." Wei Ran said suddenly.

"you mean..."

"Give the stage to the Li family"

Wei Ran still looked out the window, "This is their family's journey to find a family, it has nothing to do with us. At best, we just help us lead a way. What do you think?"

"Okay, I'll reflect your thoughts with the above." Xia Soshi agreed happily.

"Then let's just say that." Wei Ran said, hung up the phone tiredly and threw himself into the soft big bed.

The next day, Wei Ran and Li family, who had gotten up early, boarded the high-speed train to the small town named after Chief Zhao, carrying a few boxes of gifts from Sichuan and Shu.

"I don't know if I can find it."

On the high-speed train, Li Weizhong said nervously that in his hand, he was holding a small sign made of rhinoceros horn. This sign was given to him by Mr. Li before leaving.

But whether the other party can recognize it, whether Hu Yuhu is still alive, or even whether he can find the Hu family, are all unfathomable unknowns.

After more than a long and short hour, the three of them walked out of the high-speed rail station. Wei Ran also received a car rented in advance and drove to the final destination of the trip with their father and son and gifts.

"It's that."

When Wei Ran stopped the car, he was extremely sure that this was the small village he and Li Sui'an visited one after another.

Time flies nearly a hundred years, and this small village is still peaceful and quiet. The only change is that the village’s houses have changed from dozens of adobe houses to more than a hundred brick houses with red walls and red tiles.

Coincidentally, when he parked his car at the entrance of the village, there were just a few young guys, seven or eight years old, walking slowly with their backpacks on their backs.

One of them was holding a small sled with his hand. Not only did he hold his schoolbag and water cup, but he also squatted with a small yellow dog with a collapsed ear.

After a very reaction, Wei Ran smiled and lowered the car window and stepped on the brakes, and asked gently, "Little boy, what's the name of your village?"

"Birch Shutun!" The little guy who was pulling the sled gave a nipples and annoying answer that was exactly the same as in his memory.

"Then are there any families in your village named Hu?" Wei Ran continued to ask.

"have!"

Another little guy replied, "Our village is just a family named Hu. You walk along the avenue and walk to the end. The house next to the forest is the one next to the forest! The wall of their house is red."

"Their family runs a school!" said another little guy, "Open a martial arts school in the city!"

"Their Erya Sister's father is amazing!"

The little guy who first answered the question replied, "He can kick the bricks with one kick!"

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"Your dad farts!"

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After looking at the little bean sprouts that had forgotten to go to school and were busy arranging work for their fathers, Wei Ran stepped on the accelerator in a happy mood.

When Wei Ran drove through the village, he stopped at the location of the adobe house in the past with his memory, he saw a row of brick and tile houses with great northern characteristics, as well as a circle of low courtyard walls painted with red walls.

Through the courtyard wall that is at most shoulder-high, you can see that not only is there a not-so-large plastic greenhouse in the yard, but also a row of wooden stakes that are thick with thighs buried on the other side.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked at the same age as Li Wei, and a man who looked older than Li Ziqiang were concentrating on kicking the stakes.

Wei Ran recognized it at a glance, which was the poke that the metal notebook once taught him.

"It should be this one," Wei Ran said while pulling the handbrake.

"What kind of kung fu is this practice?" Li Ziqiang asked curiously while opening the car door.

"Poke the foot" Wei Ran replied while pushing open the car door.

"How did you recognize it?" Li Ziqiang became even more curious.

"My hometown is Cangzhou" Wei Ran naturally gave an answer that sounded extremely reasonable.

"Brother Wei, too?" Li Ziqiang became even more curious.

"What can I do?" Wei Ran waved his hand, "Who hasn't watched martial arts movies when he was a child? Get out of the car quickly, Uncle Li, how about you knocking on the door?"

"It's really my turn to do it"

Before leaving, Uncle Li, who had specially changed into formal clothes, had already crawled out of the carriage while speaking.

At the same time, the old and young people in the yard also noticed the situation outside, stopped practicing, wiped the sweat from their faces with towels, and walked towards the open door curiously.

"Is this my home of Uncle Hu Yuhu?" Li Weizhong asked politely with a gift in one hand.

"You guys look for my dad?"

The middle-aged man who looked at Li Weizhong, who was about the same age as Li Weizhong, looked at the three people in front of the door curiously, "You are..."

"We came from Sichuan and Shu," said Li Weizhong. "The Li family in Zigong, I and my old man came almost thirty years ago. Do you know that Uncle Hu is at home?"

"Zigong Li family? Li family!"

The visitor reacted very much, and then asked in surprise, "You are...oh——! Weizhong! You are the brother of Weizhong! It's me! Revitalization! You were also keeping with me at my grandmother's funeral!"

"I remember! I remember!"

Li Weizhong shook hands with the other party excitedly, "I, I dare not recognize you!"

"Hurry! Come in!"

The middle-aged man who claimed to be Zhenxing said, and was already excited to pull them in, and at the same time he did not forget to greet him, "Son! Hurry up! Go and call you! Guests from home!"

Before he finished speaking, the man who was in his thirties had already run into the room.

When Wei Ran followed the Li family and was sent to the gate by Hu Zhenxing, an old man who seemed to be in his eighties but had a very good body had already strode out.

"Uncle Hu, do you still remember me?"
To be continued...