The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 67 A bad start
Before going to bed, Liu Yin was afraid that the piglets would scream hungry at night, so she cooked a small pot of stick porridge, poured it into a pottery basin, and put it into the pig pen in the back room.I got up and watched it three or four times during the night.

Li Feng, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know that Liu Yin got up to feed the pigs in the middle of the night. Otherwise, he would have sent the two pigs to meet their mother before coming back.

I was short on time today, so I got on my brand new bicycle and drove off with the bright eyes of many girls on the road.

Two and a half tons of grain were transported into the warehouse of the steel rolling mill early in the morning. With the order issued by Director Yang, they were successfully received.I took the time to go to the factory hospital to pick up the stock of oxytetracycline and ferns and stuff them into the cab.

Most of it is rice, and a very small amount is flour.There is still less rice to eat in the north, so how about destocking it?Two and a half tons of rice was really not much, and it was spread all over the carriage. Li Feng was worried about causing trouble, so he covered it with tarpaulin.

First, I went to the small gas station in the factory to fill up the oil. Then I filled up all the eight or nine [-]-liter five-pointed green oil barrels I found, and put them on the passenger seat. There were two more that were too big to fit and were pushed into the welded barrel. In a tin cabinet.When we arrived at the Transportation Department, we used green paint to paint the words "Rolling Mill" on the car door.

The engine of this car is good, but the fuel consumption per 40 kilometers is 50-[-] liters. After driving out, put the rice and noodles in the warehouse. It will save more if you run the car empty.

Then he went to the dispatch room to get gas stamps for refueling outside, three kilograms of national food stamps, transportation receipts and letters of introduction. He picked up a bottle of boiling water and wanted to hit the road, but was stopped by Jia Haijie.

Jia Haijie looked at the oilcloth on the car.

"We have a secret mission. Do you want to find someone to follow you? This is your first trip and you are a little worried."

"Go, go, go. There is a place in the car where you can sleep. When someone comes, I will sleep wherever you want. Don't make things worse. Good things are waiting for you when you come back."

Li Feng blinked, and Jia Haijie understood. It seemed that there was something fishy about this trip, but he couldn't tell, so he let go.

Li Feng felt like a hard-working game player. After receiving the mission, he would collect the mission items from one place to another, then run the map bit by bit, and then hand in the mission.

After coming out of the steel rolling mill, I thought about it and went to pick up Chu Heng first. Then I went home and took the 200 yuan that Liu Yin had taken and the [-] kilograms of fine grain stamps saved at home. Finally, I went straight in. After receiving a ton of rice and noodles from Sanliangku, Chu Heng was left behind and ran away.

"I haven't gotten on the bus yet, hey, I haven't gotten on the bus yet!" Looking at Stepunk slowly disappearing from his eyes, Chu Heng spat on the ground.

Li Feng saw Chu Heng in the rearview mirror, and his thoughts drifted as he said, "I'm sorry for you, Hengzi. If I go later, I'm afraid I won't be able to arrive tonight. It's all so that I can eat meat tomorrow."

Press the accelerator to the bottom, and the roar of the engine gradually goes away. The yellow dust raised blocks everything, leaving only two ruts to prove that Li Feng has been there.

In Zhangbei C Plains in the northwest of Zhangjia K, a large truck with its headlights on speeded by amid the hazy yellow mist and dust. At this time, the young man driving the car was patting the steering wheel and cursing.

"The weather is fucking crazy. It won't come sooner or later. Why can't you see anything? Are the sandstorms in the north so strong?"

The harsh weather in the north taught Li Feng a hard lesson.Li Feng stopped the car until it was dark and the road was no longer visible under the car lights.

The main reason is that flying sand and rocks may damage the car glass. We have prepared easily damaged parts but not easily damaged glass.

"There is no village in front of us and no store in back. Fortunately, we have put away the rice, noodles and fuel early, so we don't have to get out of the car anymore." He picked up the military kettle and drank a large amount of water to calm down.

Taking into account the need for confidentiality, Li Feng did not pull anyone along the way. Li Feng, who had already fallen deeply into poverty, was heartbroken that his money was wasted.Now there is no one to chat with, it feels empty and lonely.

About two hours later, the sky gradually turned light yellow and the vision gradually improved.In the cab, Li Feng, covered with a quilt, was still soundly asleep, muttering "Ant Sen Mu Mu, Maowusu Sen Mu Mu" from time to time.I moved my uncomfortable arm, turned over, and was dropped to the floor with a "clang" sound.

The blinded Li Feng stood up and watched the sandstorm gradually dissipating outside the window. He rubbed his eyes, crumpled the quilt into a ball, and threw it onto the passenger seat.

Although the sky is still a little hazy, it can still be opened.Open the compass and map on the cab again. There are mountains on the left and grasslands on the right. It seems that we have passed by. Zhangjiakou has gone north to Zhangbei C Plain, so we have to drive west.

I got out of the car, filled a tank of gas, and continued on the road.

In this era, the only disadvantage of driving a big car is that there is no navigation to look at, so you have to rely on experience and maps, and there are very few signboards on the road.Just now, Li Feng drove forward during the sandstorm and missed the intersection to the west, so he could only continue north and then west.

As evening approached, the car lights shone on the signboard on the roadside, and the Hohhot T in both Mongolian and Chinese languages ​​indicated that we were almost there.Li Feng, who was worried that his children would run out of food, didn't bother to rest. He asked passers-by for directions to Chilelu and then continued driving.

Approaching the Chilechuan Commune, Li Feng got out of the car and filled up two more tanks of gas. This time the gas gauge really bottomed out. The car even took a detour after running so far on an empty car. Then he moved the rice noodles in the space to the car and covered it with oil. The green tarpaulin was tied tightly behind.

We encountered several inspections on the road, all at the intersection of provinces. However, Li Feng had an empty truck and a letter of introduction from the steel rolling mill, so he passed after just one glance.

At the foot of Yinshan Mountain in the distance, here is the saying that the sky is vast and the fields are vast, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.From time to time, I saw yurts on the road. Li Feng asked for the location of the animal husbandry station after he talked about it.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Hadan Bater, who had been waiting at the entrance of the animal husbandry station, excitedly took Li Feng back to his Gacha from the animal husbandry station.

After he came back, he kept tossing and turning and couldn't sleep peacefully. He was afraid that Li Feng would shake him. He couldn't sleep peacefully until he received a call the next day.

I'm also glad that he was sincere when they first met. He took out all the certificates and showed them to Li Feng without knowing whether Li Feng was a good guy or a bad guy.Otherwise, who would run so far for no reason and use his reputation as a veteran to guarantee so much food?

A bonfire was lit in the courtyard of Gacha. A group of young and middle-aged men dressed in Mongolian robes, wearing Mongolian unique inverted triangular hats, belts, riding boots, and sometimes sheepskin stubble draped diagonally on the outside in cold weather.

The women were all wearing colorful ethnic costumes and headscarves. Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, seeing their warm and smiling faces, Li Feng knew that he was welcome.

Standing at the door of the yard, when I saw the car lights coming from the distance, I immediately cheered, and there was also the faint sound of dogs barking in the distance.

Until the car lights shine into the yard surrounded by these three adobe houses, it can be said that modern transportation has come here for the second time. The last time was when the children were sent here.

Looking at the cheering crowd, the Mongolian-Chinese bilingual plaque hanging at the entrance of the courtyard, the notice boards and blackboard newspapers in the courtyard, Li Feng felt completely relieved.

(End of this chapter)