God Level Farm

"Dad, don't believe their nonsense..." Li Guizhi said quickly, "Hurry up and rest! We will deal with it here!"

However, Li Zhifu still ignored his daughter, just looked at Xia Ruofei with excited eyes. Lewen Fiction|

When Xia Ruofei saw this, he had already made up his mind. He smiled slightly and said, "You must be Mr. Li Zhifu! I think you still remember the company commander Song who borrowed from your family back then?"

Sure enough, after listening to Xia Ruofei's words, Li Zhifu couldn't help being shocked, and there was a strange light in his cloudy eyes.

"Little...Xiao Song?" Li Zhifu said with slightly trembling lips.

"Dad! What kind of Mr. Song from the capital do you really know?" Li Guizhi asked in disbelief.

In her impression, her father was an old peasant who faced the loess and turned his back to the sky all his life. Apart from the ancestral tea-making skills, there was nothing special at all.

Moreover, Li Zhifu has never left the Southeast Province in his life, how could he possibly know someone from the capital?

In fact, Li Zhifu can be regarded as an old woman. When the troops were stationed in Xiakeng Village, Li Guizhi was not born yet, but when Song Lao returned to his hometown 30 years ago, Li Guizhi was already married.

Li Zhifu has always been very low-key, especially since Song Lao's status is getting higher and higher, Li Zhifu doesn't say that he would take the initiative to contact Song Lao, and he never even mentioned the fact that Song Lao once stayed at his house.

Therefore, Li Guizhi knew nothing about it.

When Xia Ruofei saw the old man's reaction, he also had a bottom line.

He turned his head and said in a low voice, "Song Rui, you can go out and let the chief come in."

"Okay!" Song Rui responded quickly and walked out.

When the two walked over just now, several cars were slowly following behind, so Song Rui walked a few steps back from the store and arrived in front of the car.

"Grandpa, found it!" Song Rui said excitedly.

"What did you find?" Song Lao repeated subconsciously.

"It was Mr. Li Zhifu who found it!" Song Rui said happily, "He lives here with his daughter and son-in-law! Grandpa, Mr. Li Zhifu is in the shop now."

"Let's go!" Song Lao said immediately.

After speaking, Song Lao stepped out of the car, and Director Lu, who was sitting in the back row, hurriedly shouted, "Sir, please slow down! Xiao Rui, hurry up, hurry up, hold on!"

"Okay, Uncle Lu, don't worry!" Song Rui said with a smile.

While talking, Song Rui stretched out his hand to support Song Lao, but Song Lao gently shook off Song Rui and walked towards the small shop not far ahead.

In the small shop, Li Zhifu asked, his lips trembling slightly, "Young man, did Xiao Song really send you here?"

"Mr. Li, you will know whether it is true or not." Xia Ruofei said with a smile.

Just then, there was a sound of strong footsteps.

Song Lao's figure appeared at the door of the shop, and Song Rui, Huang Fang and others were closely followed by his side.

The eyes of the two elderly people met, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Song Lao took two steps forward and shouted in a trembling voice, "Brother Fu..."

Li Zhifu's eyes were also wet, he opened his mouth, and after a long while, he stepped forward tremblingly, looked at Song Lao up and down, and said, "Xiao Song...you...you are also old!"

Song Laoyi grabbed Li Zhifu's hand and said, "Brother Fu, it's really you! We... haven't seen each other in thirty years!"

"Yeah! Thirty years..." Li Zhifu also sighed with emotion, "Xiao Song, I didn't think we would meet again before we went to earth!"

"Brother Ah Fu! I went to Xiakeng Village to find you." Song Lao said, "I saw that the old houses were abandoned, and the villagers told me that you moved out of the village eight years ago. After inquiring from many sources, I found it here!"

Song Lao then asked, "Brother Fu, I wrote to you a few years ago, why didn't you reply?"

Li Zhifu said nonchalantly: "Xiao Song, the more you become an official, I am a farmer... So think about it, don't bother you..."

Song Lao feigned angrily: "Brother Ah Fu, no matter how big my official position is, isn't it still your little brother? If it wasn't for you and the fellow villagers, it would be hard to say whether my life would exist or not!"

Li Zhifu smiled honestly and did not speak.

When the two old men were talking, the two pairs of wrinkled hands were tightly clasped together, and it could be seen that both of them were very excited.

Li Guizhi, who was on the side, kept looking at Song Lao. She opened her mouth slightly and cried out: "You...you are Song...Song..."

Obviously, Li Guizhi has recognized Song Lao. A few years ago, when Song Lao hadn't retired, he appeared on the news broadcast every day, and there were very few people in China who didn't know him.

It's just that Song Lao has left the leadership position in recent years, and after he is not in office, he doesn't need to think too much about the national image in terms of personal image, so he looks much older than in previous years. Li Guizhi didn't react for a while, but soon after. recognized.

She was extremely shocked at this time. She couldn't imagine that her honest farmer father would actually know a leader who played an important role in China. Moreover, the old father also called this leader "Little Song", and Song Lao himself called himself "Little Brother" , which was beyond her expectations.

Li Zhifu glanced at his daughter lightly and said, "This is your Uncle Song!"

Li Guizhi, who was also over sixty years old, called out cautiously, "Hello, Uncle Song!"

Old Song smiled kindly and said, "Brother Fu, is this your daughter Guizhi? When I came back 30 years ago, you told me that you had a daughter and that you were already married. I didn't have time to meet you."

Li Zhifu nodded and said, "Well, now I live with my daughter and son-in-law!"

Song Lao nodded, he pondered for a moment, turned around and said to Huang Fang and others: "Xiao Huang, I want to stay and catch up with Brother A Fu, you all go back to the hotel first! Xiao Xia, Xiao Lu and Xiao Ruiliu Come down, just leave a car here."

"Old commander, this..." Huang Fang showed an embarrassed look.

He was mainly out of safety concerns.

Song Lao said without doubt: "Execute the order! What are so many people doing around here? It's enough with Xiao Xia! You all go back."

Xia Ruofei winked at Xu Wu, Xu Wu immediately pulled Huang Fang's sleeve knowingly, and whispered: "Director Huang, listen to the chief! If Ruofei is there, there will be no problem!"

Huang Fang had already seen the almost blind confidence of Song Lao, Xu Wu and others in Xia Ruofei. When he saw Song Lao's attitude so resolute, he could only helplessly nodded and said, "Yes! Old commander, then we will go back first! "

Song Lao waved his hand and said, "Go, go!"

Huang Fang took his subordinates and drove away with Xu Wu. They left the Mercedes-Benz commercial car and gave the car keys to Xia Ruofei.

As soon as Huang Fang and the others left, the store suddenly became much quieter.

But just now, Huang Fang and a large group of people gathered around the door of the store. This is the main street of the town, so it has already attracted some people to watch.

Li Zhifu said to his son-in-law: "Yusheng, the store is closed, it is closed today!"

"Okay Dad!" Niu Yusheng responded quickly and pulled down the rolling shutter.

"Xiao Song, let's sit upstairs!" Li Zhifu said, "I'll make you some tea!"

"Okay!" Song Lao said with a smile, "It's been thirty years since I drank the tea brewed by Brother A Fu..."

Then Song Lao said to Xia Ruofei and others: "Xiao Xia, you have a good time today! Brother A Fu's tea-making skills are unparalleled, but the tea in his home can't be bought with money!"

"This is the blessing of the chief! Then we should have a good taste!" Xia Ruofei said with a smile.

"Everyone, go upstairs and sit down!" Li Guizhi quickly greeted enthusiastically.

"Okay, let's go!"

Li Zhifu turned around and led the way in person. When Song Lao saw the back of Li Zhifu's head, his face couldn't help but change slightly. (To be continued.)