Rebirth of the times, a top-level boss joins the national team

No one paid any attention to He Jiahuan, and he just stood there in a daze, feeling quite embarrassed.

When he turned around, he saw a naked little kid walking his bird. The little guy was dirty, black and thin, not even as tall as his knees.

She looked up at him with her big watery eyes, curious yet timid: "Uncle, aren't you going to my house? Grandma asked me to wait for you."

He Jiahuan's mouth twitched. He even left him a greeting, which was quite polite. But maybe it was a little too small?

"How old are you?"

The little beanie tilted his head: "I don't know."

Okay, He Jiahuan followed the little kid home.

The little kid staggered with every step he took, and he waited for a long time but couldn't take a single step.

He held his forehead, picked up the little guy and asked him to show him the way.

The little man's body stiffened for a moment, then he resigned himself to his fate and lay limply in He Jiahuan's arms.

"Here." The dark little hand pointed, and He Jiahuan walked over with his long legs.

When they arrived at the place, they were not much later than Tu Shan and the others.

The old lady greeted them warmly: "Old man, please help take care of the maids, the first lady's daughter, the second lady's daughter, Juanzi, you guys come on, come on, come with me to cook."

She turned around and said to Tu Shan, "Sit down and rest for a while. Auntie will bring you some water."

Tu Shan responded obediently: "Thank you, Auntie."

"No thanks, no thanks." The old lady was also a very impetuous person.

The old man smiled and greeted He Jiahuan: "Well, comrade, please take a seat. Our home is simple, and I apologize for the inconvenience."

He Jiahuan sat down reluctantly: "Excuse me."

"What's your name, my benefactor?" the old man asked with a smile.

Tu Shan moved the small stool a little closer and sat down: "You're welcome, sir. My name is Tu Sanmei. You can call me by my name or San San.

This is my leader He Jiahuan, uncle, do you remember him? He has been here before."

The old man glanced at He Jiahuan and said, "I remember. How could I not remember?"

It’s because of Old Lady Xing.

Although this guy is a good person, he is too stubborn. It is difficult to investigate what happened to Old Lady Xing.

"Is the girl also a comrade from the police station?"

Tu Shan straightened her back proudly: "From the Criminal Police Team, a brother unit."

"Oh, girl, you are so capable?"

Tu Shan wanted to poke her chin to the sky: "No, uncle, let me tell you, I am a capable person in our unit. Many things depend on me. Without me, they won't even have enough to eat.

If you don’t believe me, ask my leader.”

He Jiahuan met several pairs of sparkling eyes and forced himself to nod. Yes, yes, yes, thanks to her, not only did he get to eat breakfast, but he also received many more complaints, which made him, the leader, so busy that he became like a grandson.

Uncle Loach, who just came back, gave her a thumbs up and praised her: "I knew that girl could do no wrong. You are skilled, kind-hearted, and smart. You are perfect for this job." Carrying the cart and taking him and the goods to jump over the wall, with such good skills, she is perfect for this job.

Tu Shan was greeted with a wave of flattery, which made her feel so elated that she lost herself in the world.

He Jiahuan felt jealous. When he came here before and explained his identity and background, he was not treated like this.

Everyone looked at him with either disgust or bad luck, and turned away without paying any attention to him.

The old lady brought out a large ceramic pot of boiling water. It was such a hot day that if you were not a big shot, no one would bother to boil water for you.

"It's still a little hot, let it air dry for a while."

Tu Shan asked, "Thank you, Auntie."

"No thanks, no thanks."

Tu Shan took out some brown sugar, broke off a small piece and threw it in, which made everyone tremble with fear.

brown sugar?

He Jiahuan was surprised. Was she drinking it for herself? Wasn't it a gift?

He Jiahuan's expression was so vivid that Tu Shan couldn't help but ask, "Boss, what's that expression on your face?"

He Jiahuan's eyes were dim. "It's so hot, is it really necessary to drink like this?"

Tu Shan: "...I worked so hard climbing the mountain for half a day, so drinking some brown sugar water to replenish my energy is no problem."

He Jiahuan: "...very good."

Tu Shan grinned: "Come on, come on, let's all drink some brown sugar water to nourish our bodies. Auntie, please take a few more bowls so that we can drink together."

Others didn't dare to drink it. With such a big piece of brown sugar thrown in, how could they drink it? The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, we are not thirsty, girl, drink it yourself."

Tu Shan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, if men don't want to drink, then don't drink. Auntie, ask my aunt and sister-in-law to come out and drink a bowl of brown sugar water, so we women can nourish ourselves together."

The old lady was so frightened that she stepped back repeatedly: "No, no, really no, girl, just drink slowly."

"Don't be polite with me, Auntie. Come on, drink first." Tu Shan first stuffed a bowl into the auntie's mouth and ran to the kitchen to get a bowl. All the girls in the family were given a bowl.

Even the five-year-old kid was not left out.

Little men...

The old man had seen through the girl's personality. No one could stop her from doing what she wanted. He laughed helplessly: "Drink it. It's a gift from the girl. Drink it all. Don't waste it."

The women were happy, the men were resentful, and the little men were crying.

"Wow, grandma, we want to drink too."

The women in the family laughed so hard that they quickly gave most of the food to the group of young men.

How could the little kids, who couldn't even get enough to eat, ever eat anything sweet? Even the slightly better wild fruits they found in the mountains would be sold by the adults in exchange for food.

This bowl of brown sugar water is the only sweet thing in the kids’ memory.

Everyone drank with a smile on their faces.

Tu Shan glanced at the grapes in the basket made of vines. The kids had already seen them, but they were very sensible. None of them asked to eat them, and no one tried to eat them secretly.

Even the youngest kid who was brought back by He Jiahuan just sucked his fingers desperately without crying or making a fuss.

Tu Shan stuffed the grapes in her mouth and said, "These are from the mountains. You guys can eat them. But don't eat too much. Save some for the meat at noon."

"Eat meat?" The kids' eyes widened. Grapes and meat? They couldn't even imagine it during the Chinese New Year.

"What is meat?" The little leader expressed confusion.

Uncle Loach's family felt embarrassed and sad. Their child was over three years old and had no idea what meat was.

"Girl, children are ignorant, don't pay attention to them. Take these back and eat them slowly. Your aunt has arranged lunch, so you don't need these."

"Yes, yes, I'm so powerful, I can get whatever I want to eat, right, Uncle Loach?"

Uncle Loach smiled innocently and nodded: "Yes, the girl is the most powerful one I have ever seen."

The old man looked at his silly son and was speechless.

Tu Shan put her hands on her hips and said, "We've already eaten all this at noon, everyone, eat as much as you can. Kids, get your stuff and start plucking the hair and skin. Leader, get started."

"Okay," the kids were overjoyed. They took stools, served plates, picked up knives, and some of them didn't know what to do and made trouble. The yard suddenly became lively.

He Jiahuan laughed secretly. With this girl around, there would never be a dull moment.

He was still worried about how to get her away since she couldn't eat the people's food. But if she prepared her own food, there would be no problem.

He took the three pheasants from Tu Shan and placed them in a large basin. He then took the hot water that Zaizi was holding tremblingly and used it to scald and pluck the chickens.

Tu Shan also took a kitchen knife to skin the rabbit.

Since both of them were like this, the old man couldn't stop them anymore. He looked at his sons who were staring at him with disgust.

"Why don't you hurry up and help? Are you waiting for the customers to do it?"

"Hey hey," the men were happier than the kids and came over to help.

The old man looked at the hustle and bustle in the yard with a smile. Life was hard, but with these younger generations around, life could still be sweet.