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Chapter 765 Old Tong, the capable should do more! (Seeking monthly votes)
"Secretary Wu, this is Zilong!"

Tong Hu, looking old and frail, pointed to the fair-skinned little boy beside him and introduced him: "He's my relative's child, and he might be staying here in the brigade for a few years!"

"Old Tong, your relative is quite extraordinary!"

Wu Aiguo chuckled and joked, "The descendants are so fair-skinned and delicate; they must have done quite well in the big city!"

Tong Hu smiled but remained silent. Zi Long had obviously been reminded not to speak either, otherwise, if he opened his mouth and started spouting nonsense, there might be big problems.

As the brigade secretary, Wu Aiguo heard that a new person had come to the village, and even though he was just a child, he had to come and see him as soon as possible.

By the way, let's create a file for Shiryu.

Otherwise, when the grain is distributed later, he won't even have any food left.

Tong Hu's home was located on the edge of the brigade's territory.

No one knew his age; he was among the oldest men in the brigade, and it was said that he had fled famine.

Having no children, he was the type of person the brigade headquarters needed to take special care of.

After leaving Tong Hu's house, Wu Aiguo was no different from usual, picking up his hoe and heading to the fields.

It's harvest season now, so we can't afford to be careless.

After all the early rice was harvested and dried, and all the rice was stored in the brigade headquarters' warehouse, all the commune members finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Harvesting in June is no joke.

They also have to rely on the weather; a slight mishap could lead to reduced production, affecting the entire brigade's food supply for the second half of the year.

Moreover, the Yangtze River flood season is also approaching at this time.

In short, living along the Yangtze River has both advantages and disadvantages, and the members of the Hongqi Brigade did not have it so easy.

After delivering the grain tax, the entire brigade, led by Wu Aiguo, began catching fish and shrimp again.

"Those who live near mountains live off the mountains, and those who live near water live off the water"—it's that simple.

It doesn't require using powerful spiritual energy; just perception is enough to help the team members have a great harvest during the fishing process.

After that, it was time to distribute the grain and fish and shrimp, which allowed for a period of relaxation.

The subsequent late-season rice planting doesn't need to be in such a rush.

By this time, the newly arrived Zilong was already playing with the local children.

Wu Aiguo didn't pay special attention to Zilong, but instead learned about his specific situation through the three orphans he lived with.

It must be said that the force that sent Zilong here was quite cautious.

Zilong speaks fluent Mandarin, making those who don't know him think he's from Beijing, which makes the members of the brigade look at him with more respect.

With snacks always in his pocket, he easily infiltrated the inner circle of a large group of children through sharing.

Otherwise, there's nothing strange about it.

Wu Aiguo estimated that Zilong was still too young and not yet ready to begin cultivating.

At this time, Tong Hu gradually began to show signs of having martial arts skills.

Of course, it wasn't the kind of direct display, but rather letting the villagers nearby gradually notice his difference.

If it weren't for the simple and honest folks of the village, and the fact that Tong Hu was an old man without children, showing off his martial arts skills in the current situation would simply be asking for trouble.

The brigade headquarters held a meeting to discuss the matter.

Finally, Wu Aiguo went to Tong Hu's house and told him directly, "Old Tong, for now, don't let too many people know that you have martial arts skills!"

"If someone keeps pressing the issue, it's difficult for the brigade to speak up and defend them!"

"I know, I know, thank you for your trouble, Secretary Wu!"

Tong Hu spoke with a cheerful smile, but inwardly he was quite depressed.

However, the current circumstances did not allow him to show too much. As for Wu Aiguo, he did not suspect anything.

The main point is that no energy fluctuations or abnormalities such as divine senses were sensed from Wu Aiguo.

In his view, he was just an ordinary young man.

Of course, he was indeed quick-witted and quite capable; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to go from an educated youth to the brigade secretary in just two years.

If he wanted to continue living in seclusion on Mount Lu, he couldn't avoid interacting with everyone in the Red Flag Brigade; he wasn't some immortal who could abstain from grains.

This also shows that the training system of Saint Seiya is rather crude.

If it were a Taoist or Buddhist cultivator with his level of strength, they would have been able to live a life of ease and abstain from grains long ago.

"It's okay!"

Wu Aiguo waved his hand, patted his behind, and left: "Old Tong, you know what you're doing!"

There were no problems with Dohko and Shiryu.

Wu Aiguo wasn't idle; he had to step in and find out just how powerful the Gold Saints were when they weren't wearing their Saint Cloths.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I got proven wrong?
Unexpectedly, trouble has come for the original owner of this body.

A telegram from the provincial capital of Hubei Province dampened Wu Aiguo's spirits.

The telegram was from the original owner's parents, asking Wu Aiguo to send them 100 jin of rice, as they were running out of rice.

Honestly, I don't know how thick-skinned the original owner's parents were, that they could mention such a thing so casually in a telegram.

Wu Aiguo, of course, remained unmoved by this.

Just kidding. In my memory, the original owner had just graduated from high school when her family immediately sent her to the countryside to be an educated youth.

Even the rewards given by the educated youth settlement were all tightly held by the original owner's parents.

When they arrived at the original form of Hongqi Village, they were practically beggars.

For the past two years, they haven't paid any attention to him at all, as if he didn't exist at all.

Unexpectedly, they sent a telegram at this time demanding rice.

Wu Aiguo wrote a letter back home, pleading poverty. In it, he described himself as extremely miserable, saying that he had no money in his pocket and didn't even have a single piece of clothing without patches. He almost starved to death in the countryside.

Fortunately, the villagers were kind and helpful, lending a hand at a crucial moment, which allowed him to recover through two years of hard work.

We eat sweet potato porridge every day. If my family wants some, I can send them 20 jin of sweet potatoes, but don't even think about getting anything else.

After sending the letter, Wu Aiguo ignored the subsequent developments.

Sure enough, no more telegrams or letters came from home, as if the previous telegrams were just a joke.

At this time, with the Yangtze River flood season successfully over, the cultivation of late rice immediately became the top priority.

Wu Aiguo led the commune members to immediately get to work in agriculture.

It was at this time that, during a meal, the three little ones who ate and lived together whispered that Grandpa Tong took Zilong to the river every day but never took them to play with him.

This is unacceptable!

That very evening, Wu Aiguo went to Tong Hu's house and said directly, "Old Tong, are you giving Zilong special tutoring?"

"how do you know?"

Tong Hu didn't hide anything, and a look of doubt appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Isn't it because I heard those kids I live with gossiping about it?"

Wu Aiguo said directly, "Since you brought Zilong along, you can teach the other children who are willing to participate as well!"

(End of this chapter)