Send me to the countryside? Turn around and make you homeless!

If it's hard to find a reason, then don't let outsiders find out. Zhao Xiaosi knew the seriousness of the matter, so he quickly picked up a full basket of firewood and walked in the direction Zhao Sanni pointed.

"I'll take that guy Xiaoshan with me later, you don't have to worry about me."

If Sanni didn't recognize the person, then he shouldn't be from this team. Zhao Xiaosi thought that the person must have lost his way and ended up here, so he had to bring him down the mountain.

Zhao Xiaosi's waist was bent by the full basket of firewood. He walked in front and Zhao Sanni followed behind. She had to continue to keep watch.

Reporter Hou hadn't climbed a mountain for many years. As he walked and looked around, he thought the scenery was pretty good.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Carrying a backpack that was taller than himself, Zhao Xiaosi raised his head and asked, with just the right amount of vigilance towards strangers on his face.

"I'm a reporter here to interview the director of the Huaiyin Brigade's dried tofu factory. Don't be afraid."

Reporter Hou was afraid that the child in front of him would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "Why are you carrying such a heavy thing? Come on, let me help you."

The child's waist was pressed so hard that he could hardly stand up straight. The mountain was steep and if he was not careful, the consequences would be disastrous. Reporter Hou also helped with housework at home in the past. Seeing Zhao Xiaosi like this, memories of the past came to his mind. His hands were faster than his mouth and he reached out to help.

"Thank you, reporter uncle."

Zhao Xiaosi very obediently transferred the basket on his back to reporter Hou.

After this incident, reporter Hou could no longer remember the purpose of his going up the mountain. He followed Zhao Xiaosi down the mountain with a backpack on his back, asking about the situation of the Huaiyin Brigade as he went down the mountain.

While Zhao Xiaosi was answering, his mind had actually been thinking for several times. He didn't know when he deviated from his original route and took another less traveled road.

Reporter Hou trusted Zhao Xiaosi very much. He never thought that the young and timid Zhao Xiaosi would have any intentions towards him.

How could country kids have so many ideas? They either work or play wildly in the mountains all day long!

"Our team is in the front."

After walking for a long time, Zhao Xiaosi pointed to the front and sure enough, the Huaiyin Brigade was just down the road. Reporter Hou felt more relieved.

"Uncle, can you..."

Feeling that his request was a bit excessive, Zhao Xiaosi's face turned red, and he refused to say the rest of the words.

Reporter Hou was completely confused and had no idea what Zhao Xiaosi was trying to say. He encouraged him, "Just tell me what it is. Uncle will definitely help you."

Zhao Xiaosi told him a lot of things in the brigade and gave him new ideas from a child's perspective. Reporter Hou now has a good impression of Zhao Xiaosi.

Zhao Xiaosi took a deep breath, as if he had finally made up his mind. He pointed at the camera hanging around Reporter Hou's neck and said to him, "Uncle, can you take a picture for me? I heard that children in the city all have photos of their childhood. My family is poor and I can't afford it..."

"Uncle, am I putting too much pressure on you? If it doesn't work, it's okay. I'll try to save money and go to the county photo studio to take pictures..."

He had just expressed his request, but it was immediately denied by himself. This embarrassed look, but the genuine consideration for others, made reporter Hou feel a little more favorable towards the child in front of him.

Film is very expensive, and the newspaper would not reimburse them for the film they used to take pictures of the children. However, reporter Hou still touched the camera that he treated as a treasure and smiled at Zhao Xiaosi.

"Okay, then... just stand on that rock. I'll take a picture of you and print it out for you later!"

Not far ahead, there was a huge rock. Zhao Xiaosi looked back and became visibly happy.

"Thank you, uncle. I will definitely pay you back when I save up some money!"

Zhao Xiaosi was so happy that he looked again and said, "Uncle, can you give me the basket with the firewood on it? I want to take a photo with it on my back."

Reporter Hou thought about it and it seemed that this was not a bad idea. Carrying firewood on his back could be considered as a record of his childhood life, which was more meaningful than a simple photo.

Carrying a bag full of firewood on his back, Zhao Xiaosi climbed up a big rock and smiled at the camera of reporter Hou. The child's innocent smile was so meaningful to record. Reporter Hou picked up the camera and was about to press the shutter, but Zhao Xiaosi, who was standing on the rock, suddenly leaned back and fell down right under the eyes of reporter Hou.

"Ah, help!!"

Reporter Hou could only feel his heart skip a beat as he climbed up the rock anxiously.

"Are you OK..."

The rock was large, but not too high. Reporter Hou climbed up and could see Zhao Xiaosi lying on a pile of weeds. Two bloody marks were visible on his face, either from a fall or scratches on the grass. Just beneath Zhao Xiaosi lay another person, and to the sides of them, another person...

Tan Yuan was busy until the evening before returning to the Huaiyin Brigade. As soon as she arrived at the door of the brigade headquarters, she saw a familiar figure.

"Reporter Hou, why are you here?"

While talking, he stopped the bicycle.

Reporter Hou looked embarrassed. He really wished he hadn't come here today. How could he have stumbled upon such a filthy thing?

"What's wrong? Are you here for another interview? Or did something happen?"

Tan Yuan was not someone who knew anyone, and she had no idea what reporter Hou was thinking.

"No...it's okay...Oh, never mind, just go in and take a look!"

Reporter Hou hesitated, and Tan Yuan had a bad feeling, so she walked into the brigade headquarters.

It was quiet, too quiet, so quiet that it was inappropriate.

The captain was sitting inside, smoking one cigarette after another with a bad look on his face. Liang Jin and Zhao Yang were there too. Liang Jin's arm was hung around his neck with a piece of gauze, and it was obvious that his hand was injured.

Could there have been an accident during the roadwork today? Even if that were the case, the atmosphere shouldn't be like this...

"What's going on here?"

Tan Yuan asked curiously, and saw the captain look up at her, then pointed at the two parties involved.

"You can tell me for yourselves. If we hadn't given Director Tan face, the whole team would have known about what happened today!"

Tan Yuan looked past Liang Jin and looked at Zhao Yang.

"Come and tell me about it!"

Zhao Yang's fear of Tan Yuan was deeply engraved in her heart. Since she came to Huaiyin Brigade, she had never gotten any good treatment from Tan Yuan.

No, Tan Yuan also stood on her side once...

Zhao Yang, who had been calm for a long time, became more active. He thought that maybe his cousin still recognized him as her cousin and might be able to help him...