Chapter 643 Return to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative

Chapter 643 Return to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative

Zhao Shuzhuo sighed slightly and said to Wang Jianguo:

"Jianguo, you said that with Uncle Zhang gone, our Beidahuang has lost a backbone. Whenever we encountered any problems in the past, we would consult Uncle Zhang and we would have a better idea."

Wang Jianguo nodded in agreement:

"Yes, Uncle Zhang has been here for decades and has accumulated more experience than the salt we have eaten. We can all see his feelings for this land."

"But the family situation is special now, and we can only understand. We have to work harder to build the Great Northern Wilderness better and reassure Grandpa Zhang."

At this time, Zhang Lei came over with an envelope and handed it to Wang Jianguo:

"Jianguo, here is the address, take a look."

Wang Jianguo took the envelope, looked at the address carefully, read it silently several times, then carefully put it in his pocket and said:

"Okay, I got it. I'll send the stuff over when I'm free. Even though it won't be much help, it's a token of our appreciation."

Zhao Shuzhuo suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Zhang Lei, did Mr. Zhang tell you anything before he left?"

Zhang Lei thought for a moment and said:

"Uncle Zhang left in a hurry. He just told me to take good care of this place, and didn't say much else. But I saw that he was very sad when he left. He looked back every few steps. He must be reluctant to leave our Great Northern Wilderness."

Wang Jianguo's eyes became somewhat distant, as if he saw the lonely figure of Uncle Zhang as he left. He said slowly:

"Uncle Zhang has devoted his entire life to the Great Northern Wilderness. Every blade of grass and every tree here reflects his hard work. We cannot let him down and must continue what he has not finished."

Zhao Shuzhuo clenched his fist and said firmly:

"Yes, we need to build a brick factory and make the Great Northern Wilderness better and better. When Uncle Zhang has the chance to come back in the future, we will let him see a different Great Northern Wilderness."

Zhang Lei was also encouraged and said with his back straightened:

"Although I am just a guard, I will also protect this land and contribute to the construction of the Great Northern Wilderness."

The three of them chatted with each other, and the atmosphere in the guard room, which was originally a bit dull and depressing, gradually became warmer.

Although the departure of Uncle Zhang made people sad, they all ignited a fighting spirit in their hearts to fill the vacancy left by Uncle Zhang with practical actions and let Beidahuang continue to move forward in great strides.

Outside the window, the cold wind was still howling, but their hearts were full of hope, as if they saw the new look of the Great Northern Wilderness in the future:

The wheat fields are rolling, the machines are roaring in the factories, and people's faces are filled with happy smiles. And all this will start from their efforts at this moment.

The sky over the Great Northern Wilderness was gloomy, and the thick lead-gray clouds seemed to be pulled wantonly by an invisible giant hand.

Pressing heavily on the vast earth, the biting cold wind carried tiny snow particles, like sharp flying knives, cutting the air wantonly and making people's cheeks hurt.

Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo came out of the guard room anxiously. The moment they got Uncle Zhang's address, their mood became heavier, as if they were being pressed by a huge rock.

The two men's eyes met, and their eyes were full of concern for Uncle Zhang's situation. Without saying a word, they ran towards the direction where the bicycles were stored at the train station.

The somewhat shabby bicycle storage area next to the train station is currently being attacked by wind and snow.

The howling wind swept past, forming small snow whirlpools in the corners. Several cars leaned crookedly against the wall, like lone heroes shivering in the cold wind.

Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo recognized the two bicycles they had stored before at a glance. The bodies of the bicycles were covered with a thin layer of snow, and the icicles on the handlebars were flashing coldly in the dim light.

They didn't bother to brush the snow off their bodies, and walked forward quickly. Their hands were red from the cold, but they deftly brushed the snow off the car. The cold snow water slid down their fingertips and soaked their gloves, but they were completely unaware.

Then, the two of them got on their bicycles, pedaled hard with their feet, and galloped hard on the snow-covered road against the north wind that roared like a beast.

"Brother Shuzhuo, this is such a horrible weather, the wind is so strong that we can hardly stand. We have been away for so long, and we still don't know what is going on at the supply and marketing cooperative. Please don't let anything go wrong."

Wang Jianguo bent his body, trying to reduce the wind resistance as much as possible, and shouted at the top of his voice. As soon as his voice came out, it was ruthlessly torn into pieces by the strong wind and scattered in the air.

"Don't worry, Jianguo, I know what's going on! Cheng Hai is a capable person, and we still have Director Song, so nothing will go wrong."

Zhao Shuzhuo responded just as loudly, his forehead veins bulging from the effort, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination, as if he wanted to compete with this bad weather.

The wheels rolled with difficulty in the thick snow, and every inch they moved forward made a harsh "crunching" sound, as if the wheels were groaning in pain.

The cold wind was like a sharp icicle, mercilessly piercing through their cotton coats, and their hands and feet gradually became numb.

But the worry in their hearts about the supply and marketing cooperative grew like a raging fire, dispelling the coldness in their bodies.

"I don't know what's going on with the supply and marketing cooperative these days. I don't know if the goods the director has allocated are enough. It will be troublesome if the villagers run short of production and daily necessities in the spring."

Zhao Shuzhuo panted and spoke loudly in the gaps between the strong winds.

"Yes, the beginning of spring is a critical time. Everyone is eagerly waiting for agricultural supplies. If any link fails, it will delay everything."

Wang Jianguo responded worriedly. The hot air he exhaled instantly condensed into a layer of white frost on his eyebrows and eyelashes, making his vision a little blurry. But he didn't bother to wipe it off and just pedaled his bike desperately.

Finally, the familiar outline of Jianye Village loomed in the snow. The two of them did not stop for a moment and rushed straight towards home.

When they arrived at the door of their house, they casually threw their bicycles into the yard. With a "clang", the sound of the bicycle falling to the ground echoed in the silent yard. Then they rushed into the house in a hurry and put down their luggage.

"Brother Shuzhuo, let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative first and come back later."

Wang Jianguo said to Zhao Shuzhuo

"Okay, I think so too. I'll always feel uneasy if I don't go and take a look."

Zhao Shuzhuo answered, with a hint of worry in his tone.

The two of them left the house and ran towards the supply and marketing cooperative without stopping.

The howling north wind was hitting the doors and windows of the Jianye Village Supply and Marketing Cooperative. Although it was warmer inside the house than outside, it was filled with an atmosphere of busyness and fatigue.

Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo braved the cold wind and rushed here anxiously. As soon as they pushed open the somewhat old door of the supply and marketing cooperative, the cold air wrapped in wind and snow rushed in instantly.