Sweet love in military marriage: an egg in exchange for a rough husband

Chapter 926 Take the initiative

"Keep it to light the fire when cooking," Zhuzi took a look and gave a use for the waste paper. "It works great!"

“No,” Shanzi thought about how he didn’t cook and the number of times he had burned something was not good, “Why don’t I burn it now!”

I saw Shanzi squatting down and crumpling up the waste paper and was about to go to the kitchen.

At this time, a voice came from the gate of the courtyard. Shanzi's face changed. "You can't burn it now. My parents are back. I'll leave it to you. Find a place to burn it. Don't let anyone see it."

Then Shanzi handed the waste paper to Zhuzi and said, "You should collect it and burn it quickly."

Zhuzi was very depressed, "Why can't I burn it in your house? And why can't anyone see it?!"

"Yes," Zhuanzi was also puzzled, "This is not a treasure, is it necessary to hide it like this?"

"I'm not hiding it," Shanzi vaguely heard his parents talking to someone else, "There are words written on it. My parents can't read, but they must think it's a waste to use all these letters at once, so they will definitely divide them into batches, and then some will be left behind. What if someone accidentally sees it and leaks the matter?"

"Also, many children in our village are now in school, so they should know some characters. If you don't pay attention when you go out to find a place to burn it, and someone sees the contents of the letter, then our affair will be known to others, right?"

After saying this, Shanzi saw that the pillars and piles did not attract attention, so he had to add one more sentence, "If people knew that we went to the capital to ask someone to buy peanuts, and if the matter failed, would they attribute the reason to us?"

"That won't do!" Zhuzi understood at this time, "Then we will become the sinners of the village!"

"Anyone can come and bully me." Zhuanzi shuddered at the thought of this possibility. "I can't bear this kind of suffering!"

"That's it," Shanzi urged the two to hurry up, "Hurry up and climb over the wall of my backyard, don't let my parents see you two!"

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The pillars and piles that came out of Shanzi's house looked a little disheveled, and they couldn't help but blame Shanzi.

But when he thought of the waste paper he was carrying, he no longer had the energy to scold Silly Shanzi. "Let's go, let's get rid of this hot potato as soon as possible."

"Where should I burn it?" Zhuanzi was a little worried.

"Where no one goes," Zhuzi recalled what Shanzi said, and suddenly realized that there was a place that met the requirements. He turned around and said, "Come on, I'll take you there. No one must go there."

"Okay!" Zhuanzi raised his foot and followed Zhuzi.

But he didn't walk a few steps. "Did you bring matches? How can you burn these without matches?"

When Zhuzi heard this, he had to turn around again and said, "Come on, this place is close to my home, let's go back and get some matches."

When the two men came out of Zhuzi's house, they were just walking forward and didn't notice that there was someone following them.

It wasn't until the two of them arrived at the woods where the three of them had last talked that they began to clear the weeds on the ground.

The two men stopped only when a small piece of ground was exposed.

He took out some waste paper and started burning it. Soon a small fire appeared.

But suddenly they heard voices not far away, and they hurriedly quickened their pace, throwing all the waste paper in their hands into the fire.

At this time, a gust of wind came, and the unburned waste paper, some of which even had sparks, was blown away.

The two became even more anxious.

They can't let the waste paper with sparks burn randomly, otherwise they won't be able to bear the consequences if something happens.

After all, the weather is dry right now.

So the two of them ran around in a panic, trying their best to put out the sparking waste paper.

After looking around and not finding any waste paper, the two returned to the fire and started burning it anxiously.

After the waste paper was burned, the two of them slowly let out a breath.

Only then did they notice that a thin layer of cold sweat had appeared on their foreheads and backs.

"Hurry up and go!" Zhuzi didn't even bother to wipe it, and pulled the stake away in the opposite direction of the sound.

After the two men left, a person appeared in front of the campfire.

If the pillars and stakes turn back at this time, we can know that this person is Er Gouzi.

Looking at the small fire turning into ashes in front of him, Ergou frowned.

He took out the waste paper he had just picked up from his pocket, and it was filled with something written on it.

I saw Er Gouzi had a look of disgust on his face.

Compared with the words on other children's books he had seen before, the words here were simply scribbles.

He couldn't even find a few of the straight and horizontal characters that others said.

But then Ergouzi sighed.

He doesn’t recognize what is written here!

Ever since Shanzi and the other two left, he became more and more upset and kept hanging around their homes.

He didn't know what to do at the time, but he had an idea in his mind that told him not to do nothing and just swallow this humiliation.

So when he saw the pillars and stakes, he followed them as if possessed.

But the further I walked, the more surprised I became.

Especially when he came to the woods and saw two people burning something, his curiosity reached its peak.

So, he suddenly had an idea and played both roles, pretending that the two were having a conversation.

This shocked the pillars and stakes.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. Even God was helping him. A gust of wind blew and he picked up a piece of paper.

At that time, he simply crumpled the paper and put it in his pocket, and then continued to pretend to be speaking.

After the two men left, he excitedly took the paper out of his pocket.

But when he was eager to see what was written on the paper, he found that he had forgotten one thing.

That means he is blind, or, as we know today, illiterate.

How can I understand this?

It’s just that because I have been tense all the time, when I find that I can’t understand it, I relax as a whole and feel physical fatigue in waves.

I thought I would just sleep here for a while, and when I woke up, I would go back to the village and find a literate child to help me see what was written on it, it wouldn’t delay anything!

So Ergouzi simply found a branch to press the paper down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

After a while, snoring sounds were heard in the woods.

At this time, Fuqiang came back from the fields feeling a little depressed. He had to find a way to go to Jiazhuang to get news.

After all, since they have agreed, I have to do my best to help Song Wen and others.

It can also be used as an opportunity to repay the sponsors behind Song Wen and others.

Besides, his father taught him since he was a child that people must be grateful, otherwise they are no different from animals.

So he couldn't just sit there and wait passively for news to come to him, he had to take the initiative.