Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 10: Don’t be an ungrateful person in this life

Sweet potato shredded rice is rice cooked with dried sweet potato shreds.

After the sweet potatoes in the mountains are harvested, some are stored in cellars and the rest are used for various purposes.

Some are used to make sweet potato liquor, some are left to dry and then steamed for consumption, and those who have enough food will also make sweet potato chips and dried sweet potatoes...

But most of the time, the sweet potato is shredded, washed, and then dried into dry shreds.

In families that have no shortage of food, shredded sweet potatoes are mainly used to make pig feed.

But in a food shortage situation like Fang Hongan's family, they would mix it with rice and make shredded sweet potato rice as the staple food.

The dried sweet potato shreds have a rough and astringent texture when cooked. The more they are mixed in, the worse the rice tastes.

If it weren't for the real food shortage, few families would be willing to cook this kind of meal.

At this age, one can directly judge a family’s financial situation by the amount of shredded sweet potatoes in their three meals.

now.

In front of Fang Hongan, the potato content of the two bowls of rice on the square table was equivalent to high.

It was so high that only a thin layer of rice grains could be seen sparsely.

The pickles were dried radishes, and the greens were a bowl of water spinach that was almost boiled.

Shredded sweet potato rice, radish, and boiled vegetables.

These are the three most common things in this family in the past few months.

And today, because of that pheasant egg and the sweet smell in the house, the three old dishes also became delicious.

Lan Wenxiu ate with gusto and felt very happy.

For Fang Hongan, after crossing the boundary of time and space of forty years and eating at the same table with his wife again, what he eats is completely important. Even if it is pig food, it is the most delicious.

After the pickles and greens and the shredded sweet potato rice, both of them saved the pheasant eggs for last. Fang Hongan subconsciously ate the eggs in two bites.

Lan Wenxiu ate slowly, taking small bites.

So Fang Hongan held his chin and watched his wife eat quietly.

Lan Wenxiu's eating manner is not only very gentle but also very cute. She opens her mouth gently and nibbles the egg white of the pheasant egg in circles with her front teeth, taking only a little bit at a time.

After every bite, a happy and satisfied smile immediately appeared on my face.

When she smiles, two little white canine teeth appear at the corners of her mouth, which is so cute!
Fang Hongan became more and more obsessed!
Lan Wenxiu finally realized something was wrong. She raised her head slightly and found that her husband was staring at her in a daze. He had been looking at her for who knows how long.

The orchid embroidery was rendered in red and immediately turned into a red apple color.

"you……"

He stamped his feet, turned around, and couldn't help muttering, "Why are you looking at me?"

"hey-hey!"

“It looks good!”

……

……

A happy lunch was finished.

The honey in the gauze has also been filtered out.

The remaining part was difficult to filter out relying solely on gravity, so Fang Hongan started squeezing it through the gauze.

He didn't know how many times he squeezed it, until no more honey could be squeezed out of the gauze, and then Fang Hongan stopped.

After filtering out impurities, it becomes a bright and clear amber color, exuding the fragrance of flowers, which is extremely tempting.

Lan Wenxiu watched from the side and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hong'an, it should be... it should be about 13 kilograms!" The jar containing honey is a 15-kilogram jar. The honey in the jar has almost reached the neck and is almost full.

"Haha! It's more than 13 pounds!"

Fang Hongan smiled and said to Lan Wenxiu: "Honey is heavier than water. This jar of honey must weigh at least 16 kilograms!"

"So many!" Lan Wenxiu covered her mouth, her eyes full of surprise.

Pure honey is a rare commodity nowadays.

The bottle of honey that Fang Hongan's aunt sent over weighed only about one kilogram. When the villagers found out about it, some wanted to exchange it for ten kilograms of rice.

Now, doesn’t this mean that these 16 kilograms of honey can be exchanged for 160 kilograms of rice?

Thinking of this, Lan Wenxiu felt as if there was a waterfall made of rice falling down in front of her eyes, and a bright light burst out in her eyes.

Fang Hongan saw his wife's expression and guessed what she was thinking. With a great sense of accomplishment, he continued to be busy.

He first took a wooden spoon and an enamel cup, put the spoon into the jar, and scooped honey, spoonful by spoonful, to fill the enamel cup. Then he covered the jar and held the jar in a cool place.

Lan Wenxiu watched from the side with her big eyes blinking, and Shui Ling's eyes were full of question marks.

This enamel cup is filled to the brim, weighing at least two kilograms.

Is this ready to go?
Seeing her eyes wide open, Fang Hongan explained: "I'm going to go to Uncle Maolin's house later. His Aunt Hong sent 20 kilograms of rice last time. This honey is a return gift. By the way... I also want Uncle Maolin to help me make samples!"

Uncle Maolin, an old carpenter from Shiwan Village.

His surname is Yang, and he is a native of the outside world who moved to Shiwan Village more than 20 years ago.

Relying on his excellent carpentry skills, he established himself in Shiwan Village.

At first glance, you may find his personality difficult to get along with, but once you get to know him, you'll find that he's a very kind person.

His wife Fang Hongan didn't know her specific name, but she had always called her Aunt Hong since she could remember. If Uncle Mao Lin was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, then Aunt Hong was extremely enthusiastic.

Two months ago, perhaps she heard from other people's gossip that Lan Wenxiu was pregnant, so Aunt Hong came in the dark one night to deliver 20 kilograms of rice. She never said it was a loan, but insisted that she was not there when she visited the bride, so she gave it to Lan Wenxiu as a supplement.

In fact, in those difficult times, the idea of ​​seeing the bride was not popular.

Aunt Hong did this simply to avoid giving Fang Hongan a reason to refuse.

To be honest, since Fang Hongan could remember, he had heard about this kind of care given countless times by everyone from Uncle Maolin to Aunt Hong.

In his previous life, after Lan Wenxiu passed away, Fang Hongan spent two years in a daze in the village, and worked as an apprentice in Uncle Mao Lin's house.

Although he was an apprentice, Fang Hongan was actually like a walking corpse all day long at that time and did not fulfill his duties as an apprentice at all.

But during those two years, Fang Hongan never went hungry, and he even got a share of the wages when he worked outside.

Even the fields that Fang Hongan had no intention of planting were taken care of wholeheartedly, and all the harvests were stored in Fang Hongan's family warehouse.

At that time, rumors were circulating in Shiwan Village that Carpenter Shi was planning to coax Fang Hongan into being their son so that he could take care of them in their old age.

Even Fang Hongan believed this and left Shiwan Village alone in a rage without even leaving any room for questioning.

Later, by chance, Fang Hongan learned the truth.

It turned out that when the couple first moved to Shiwan Village more than 20 years ago, they suffered a lot of exclusion. The most intense time was when some gangsters came forward, found an excuse, and gathered a group of people to force them to leave the village.

At that time, Fang Hongan's father Fang Qingfeng was at the age of full of vigor and vitality. He could not bear to see the couple being bullied, so he called a few brothers, stopped the group of hooligans, and helped them to gain a foothold in Shiwan Village.

Therefore, the two childless outsiders regarded this as a favor and remembered it for the rest of their lives.

Later, around 07, Fang Hongan received a remittance of more than yuan from Uncle Mao Lin.

I felt it was strange at the time, but after some inquiries I learned that Aunt Hong did not survive the severe winter in 06, and one month after the money was remitted, the old carpenter in Shiwan Village also passed away.

This more than ten thousand yuan is the inheritance left by the old carpenter couple to themselves!
A man can achieve this in his lifetime because of his father's one move!

If Fang Hongan could start over again, he would never be an ungrateful person again in this life.

(End of this chapter)