The walls of the small courtyard are made of poplar trees as thick as your wrists.

On one side of the house is a chicken coop, with several chickens digging in the soil and eating stones.

There are some lambs on the other side.

There is only one small house in the courtyard.

The door was ajar, with a symbolic lock hanging on it.

"Nobody."

Huang Wan, holding a cigarette in his mouth, stretched his neck and looked through the window before jumping out of the courtyard wall.

Wang Han stuffed a child with two bags of raccoons and several ham sausages.

"Where did this old man go?"

Several children pointed in one direction.

"Can you take us there?"

Several children stepped back.

Huang Wan touched a child's head and said, "We are not bad people, really."

It was okay if I didn’t say it, but as soon as I started talking, several children looked at this big yellow haired man. He looked very handsome, and he did have a strong evil spirit that couldn’t be wiped off. They were so frightened that they turned around and ran away without even wanting the instant noodles.

Huang Wan picked up the instant noodles from the ground, opened them and took a bite.

"What are you afraid of? Lao Jiu, do you think they wouldn't run away if I looked like Fan Wei?"

Wang Han nodded.

"right."

The two people headed in the same direction following the place pointed by the children just now.

There is a farmland over there.

The weather is refreshing now, which is the time to do farm work. Many people are weeding in the farmland.

As they walked there, they met an old man carrying a hoe, with big bags under his eyes and wrinkles on his face.

Wang Han saw that it was an old man, and there was a high probability that the old man knew about it, so he stepped forward and handed the cigarette to the old man.

"Old man, do you know who Zhang Qingjun is?"

The old man glanced at Wang Han and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

"We were sent by the superiors to verify the five-guarantee households."

The old man pointed in a direction and said, "Go along this road and see the ditch. There is a terraced field down there. He is there."

Wang Han quickly thanked him and gave the old man a pack of cigarettes.

The old man didn't ask for it and walked home without saying a word, carrying the hoe.

Wang Han and Huang Wan continued to walk forward along the road pointed by the old man.

As he walked, Wang Han glanced out of the corner of his eye.

"Brother Qi, something is wrong."

"That old man just now?"

"Um."

Huang Wan then walked forward, "Keep an eye on him to see if he has returned home."

Wang Han shook his head, "He's staring at us. He can't go home. Let's go inside. There's a blind spot behind the plateau over there. There happens to be someone there. Let's go over and ask."

As the champion of the freestyle train running championship, Wang Han was naturally able to judge from some details that the old man just now did not seem to be telling the truth.

As they walked, the two glanced at the old man carrying the hoe just now.

The old man passed by Zhang Qingjun's yard without stopping.

After crossing the plateau, I didn't go far and saw an old man sitting in the field eating cakes and drinking tea. There was also an aunt in the field who was hoeing grass while she was talking about how lazy her husband was.

Wang Han went over and squatted in front of the old man.

The old man looked at Wang Han and said, "You are..."

Wang Han hurriedly lit a cigarette for the old man.

"I am Hu Zi, Liu Yuhu, the second eldest son of the old Liu family in the next village. Do you still remember me?"

The old man held a cigarette and shook his head. Wang Han smacked his lips.

"My grandfather has a problem with his legs."

"Liu Laizi?"

"right."

"Are you Liu Laizi's grandson?"

"Yes." Wang Han said with a smile, "Mom, you are so busy right now, why did you take a rest early? Look, Boss Zhang just finished his work and went back early."

The old man had a look of disdain on his face, "He is just an old bachelor who lives on the five-guarantee household. He is just pointing at the harvest of a few acres of land. Who will give him money if he doesn't work quickly!"

Wang Han smiled and said to the busy aunt, "Auntie, please take a break and have something to eat with me later."

The aunt cursed and said, "Eat whatever you want. It's getting hot and I have to eat all day long. I'll be in trouble if I follow you. I might as well follow Zhang Guangguan. At least he's diligent."

"You have a son if you follow me!"

"I can have a son with Zhang Guangguan!"

When an old couple is bickering.

Wang Han gave the old man a pack of cigarettes.

He and Huang Wang looked at each other and returned the way they came.

"Lao Jiu, how do you know there is a Liu laizi in the next village?"

"On the way here, I saw someone in the next village writing on the wall the words "Liu Laizi gave birth to a great-grandson without an asshole."

"Aren't you afraid of revealing your secrets?"

“There’s a saying for revealing one’s secrets.”

The two people walked quickly towards the small courtyard.

From a distance, you can see in the small yard that the old man with wrinkles on his face and big bags under his eyes was pushing an old Phoenix bicycle towards the outside.

Wang Han and Huang Wan immediately chased in that direction.

The old man stepped on the footstool and swayed forward, got on the bicycle and left.

Wang Han rushed forward first, "Old man, we have something to ask you for."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingjun had no intention of stopping.

Huang Wan grabbed the back seat of the car.

The old man pedaled the car twice, and the car trudged forward a few meters.

Finally stopped.

When the old man gets out of the car, he straightens his legs and shakes them.

Huang Wan hurriedly stepped back.

Wang Han took this opportunity to press the handlebars of his bicycle and said, "Old man, I want to ask you for a life-saving thing. You must agree on the conditions."

Zhang Qingjun looked at Wang Han coldly and sneered.

"I'm just an old bachelor with nothing. I don't have anything."

"You have something that can avoid being traced by the Western Holy See and the Vampires..."

Zhang Qingjun frowned.

He looked at Wang Han.

"If you want something, fine, just kowtow three times and I will give it to you."

"Just give it after you knock it?" Huang Wan asked.

Zhang Qingjun sneered and said, "If you dare to knock me, I will give it to you!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Huang Wan knelt down and knelt three times.

He quickly stood up and stretched out his hand, "Things!"

Not to mention Zhang Qingjun was stunned, Wang Han was also stunned for a few seconds.

Huang Taisui's thinking mode is really different from that of normal people.

After Zhang Qingjun came to his senses, he got on his bicycle and started to leave.

Huang Wan grabbed Zhang Qingjun's collar.
To be continued...