Chapter 585 Walking Alone

At the Pioneer Farm, Li Hongxia cried like a tearful person, watching Han Li and the other three carrying their son walking farther and farther away.

Until she could no longer see anything, Li Hongxia walked back to her room, looking back every few steps.

At this time, she looked at the money on the bed, and the scene where the big animal just let her crying son lie on his back as a rocking car, and he pushed hard from behind. The sadness in her heart seemed to become lighter, and also seemed to become heavier.

After Han Li and the others left the Pioneer Farm, Qiao Shanhong had been holding the child carefully. When they walked to Atha Left Banner to wait for the train, she said worriedly.

"We have the milk bottle, and it will be easy after we get home. A one-year-old child can be fed with millet soup, sweet potato paste, and mashed potatoes, but what can we feed the child on the way?"

"If we find a restaurant, will they make some for us? Then we can feed it with hot water, and it will be fine when we get home."

"Restaurant? Haha, the eyes of those people in the restaurant are almost growing on the top of their heads. Will they take this job? Even if they do, how much money should we pay them?"

Han Li frowned slightly when he heard this. The three of them were novices and had no idea how to take care of the child, which led to such an unprepared situation. In addition, milk powder is very expensive in this era. He has never seen this kind of thing in the black market many times, not to mention Ren Dagang and his wife. This is indeed a problem for the child to eat on the way.

Han Li thought that he still had the body temperature of the child's mother, and the person who adopted him was also a person with whom he had a close relationship. He himself was the "middleman" who facilitated this matter.

Moreover, when he was riding his horse just now, he promised Li Hongxia that as long as he was in Shanghe Village, he would always pay attention to the child's situation, try not to let him suffer any grievances, and try to help him when he needed help. He couldn't just watch the child go to his new home half-hungry.

Han Li then remembered that there was a can of malted milk in his decomposition space. Although it was not as good as milk powder, it was also a top-level nutritional product in this era. It was perfect to give it to the child now.

Thinking of this, Han Li transferred the malted milk from the decomposition space to the travel bag that Li Hongxia gave as a return gift, smiled and raised it in his hand and shook it and said.

"Don't worry about this. Li Hongxia has thought about it a long time ago. There is a can of unopened malted milk prepared by her."

Ren Dagang and his wife felt relieved when they heard Han Li say this, but Qiao Shanhong frowned and asked.

"Han Li, you said Li Hongxia cares so much about this child, she won't look for it in the future?"

"Look for it? Did you tell her which village she is from?"

"We didn't tell her, but Li Hongxia is very sharp-eyed. She recognized me when we were having dinner last night."

"Well, Li Hongxia's situation is different from others after all. Her husband is gone. It's best for her to marry without a child in the future. As long as you treat this child well, she generally won't ask for this child back.

Besides, this child has been close to you since childhood. Even if she comes to you when she grows up, it's okay. Our ancestors have a saying that if you don't raise it, you can return it with your fingers cut off. If you raise it, you can return it with your head cut off. If you don't raise it, you can't return it in a hundred lifetimes. As long as you are not a fool, you will know what to do."

The three of them were chatting here and waiting for the train. There are many forestry and mining industries here, so there are several small trains passing by every day. They didn't wait too long before they got into the dark carriage.

This time, Qiao Shanhong might have been holding the child, so her little hands didn't come to make trouble.

The group soon arrived at Hulubeier League, but when they were about to buy train tickets back to Bingcheng, Han Li spoke.

"Brother Gang, we have successfully completed the task this time, but I will not go back with you next time."

"Brother Han, what are you doing?"

"I have a classmate who is joining the queue in Wuzhuermusu, northwest of Hulubeier League. This time he has come here. I plan to go to see him and reminisce about the past, so we will separate next time.

You two just need to take good care of the child on the way. When I go back, I will definitely come to see what good name you have given your little nephew. How about we have a good drink together then?"

Having said that, Ren Dagang had to give up. Han Li and Qiao Shanhong, who was holding the child, stayed here. He ran to buy the ticket alone with the letter of introduction.

"Thank you, Han Li, but are you really not going back with us?"

"I really want to visit my classmates, but how are you going to thank me? We are not good at just talking."

Qiao Shanhong looked at Han Li's pointed eyes, and her baby face suddenly turned red. She spat and said.

"Then wait for you to come back, and then we will do whatever you say."

"Then I will wait, and then we will discuss the matter I said last time."

"That place is not okay, right? Why do I feel that what you said is a bit unreliable."

"Won't you know if you try it?"

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Han Li sent the couple to the train before leaving. At this time, he finally had time to appreciate this Hu L Beier League.

When Han Li walked on the street, he found that there were quite a few people in this city who spoke Mongolian, and there were many people wearing ethnic costumes, but the buildings here were also full of various styles.

There are many houses in the city with the architectural style of the old Russians, some buildings left by the Japanese, and houses with red bricks in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Of course, there are also new houses built in the last two years. There are even wooden logs in the alleys.

The land near the edge of the city has not only underground cellars, mud houses, huts, and thatched houses, but also tents.

(The underground cellars have been mentioned many times before, so I won't talk about them here. There is no need to introduce the tents either)

As for the main frame of the mud house, it is made of wood, with skins and strips on both sides, soil in the middle, and the strips are nailed diagonally on the outside, and finally a thick layer of soil is thrown up to smooth it.

This kind of mud house does not have strict requirements on the size of wood, and the demand for wood is not large. As long as there are enough people in the family, a house can be built in a very short time.

The hut is a conical "house" built by hunting and nomadic peoples in Northeast China such as Oroqen, Ewenki, and Hezhe. It is built by tying some small tree trunks together and surrounding them with birch bark or thin branches with leaves.

This conical building is simple in materials, quick to build and can block a certain degree of cold wind. It is very suitable for ethnic groups that like to migrate. The only disadvantage is that it is cold, and they often need to light a fire inside to keep warm.

Han Li originally planned to visit all the places he knew around him today, because according to the historical trajectory, there are many places where ethnic groups overlap and blend, which are worth seeing. There are also many evidences left by the invasion of the old Russians and Japanese countries. No matter which one, if you wait for a few years, what you see will probably be a little worse.

So this will take a lot of time, and unfortunately, the sky has dimmed now. At this time, Han Li needs to find a guesthouse to stay in, take a bath if there is a bathhouse, and wait until the evening to have a chance to go to the local black market and buy some local specialty products.

Because Li Hongxia said that what is most lacking here is all kinds of meat, and the management of ethnic minorities here is not so strict. The key is that their cattle and sheep are just like the crops in the hands of farmers, and no one cares about small-scale transactions.

But Han Li thought of more things in his mind, such as cheese, milk tofu, hand-held meat, beef jerky, and knife-cut crisps, which are all good things.

Han Li found out the location of the guesthouse by asking someone, but he encountered unprecedented problems when he checked in.

Maybe it was because of the special geography of Hu L Beier League now, the lady at the front desk of the guesthouse took Han Li's letter of introduction and started asking.

"Han Li, the letter of introduction said that you went to visit friends at the Pioneer Farm near Atha Left Banner, so why did you stay here?"

The saleswoman asked Han Li so hard that he was confused. He had been to many places, but it was the first time he was asked this question. However, Han Li reacted immediately and said with excitement, urgency, and longing.

"I have visited Pioneer Farm to visit friends, but since I have come to Hulubeier League, of course I have to go to Manzli to see the red gate of our country.

That is where he and many leaders walked in person. I wish I could walk and see along his footsteps.

This is simply the greatest honor of my life. This journey will inspire and guide me to move forward along the route planned by him, for..."

When Han Li said this, not only did the saleswoman inside stand up straight, but also the two people who were also checking in next to him did the same. When Han Li finished speaking, they all applauded.

Han Li didn't know whether others believed it or not, but he believed it anyway, and the effect was surprisingly good.

The saleswoman not only checked Han Li in smoothly, but also opened a better room for him. Before leaving, she enthusiastically told him to call her if he had any problems.

However, when Han Li lay on the bed, he showed a bitter smile on his face. He didn't expect that the situation here would be like this. So tonight's trip to the black market had to be postponed. No matter how good the things were, they were not as important as his own safety.

Besides, it wouldn't be too late to go after he came back from Man Zli, which was known as "the sound of the Three Kingdoms when the cock crows", and figured out everything.