Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 105: Choosing a new house site! Mr. Fang shows off his might!
Looking at the ugly face of Xie Qiangbin in front of him.

If it were Fang Hongan who was the same age in his previous life.

At this time, he was unhappy and slapped him directly.

But for Fang Hongan at the moment, it would be too low to launch a physical counterattack.

I've heard about it a long time ago.

The reason why the Xie family's three loudspeakers spare no effort and spread all kinds of gossip in every possible way is because of this.

In fact, it’s not just that he was born with a big mouth and a long tongue.

Many times, it is because of this means.

You can get benefits by holding onto other people's weaknesses and then relying on them.

Fang Hongan had never seen this in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, at this time in this life, this Xie Sanlaba actually cheated me.

After laughing, Fang Hongan curled his lips and said, "Third Brother Xie, you may have misunderstood me. Sometimes, I am not so loyal!"

Xie Qiangbin was obviously stunned for a moment, and then, from Fang Hongan's playful expression, he immediately understood the hidden meaning behind his words.

A ferocious expression quickly appeared on his face: "Hongan, you didn't understand what I meant."

"As for your way of digging bees, I will cover it up for you, you should be able to hide for a while! But if I tell you now, do you believe that someone will go up the mountain to compete with you for digging tomorrow morning?"

He threatened coldly at first, but then immediately softened his attitude and said in a gentle voice, "Give me a little benefit as hush money, and I promise not to tell anyone else a word. You will not lose out on this!"

"Shake it out?" Fang Hongan smiled faintly.

"Why! Hongan, you don't believe I have this ability? Let's not brag about anything else for now! When it comes to spreading gossip, I'm afraid no one in our village can compare to us three brothers!"

Xie Qiangbin held his head high and raised his eyes, looking quite smug.

"Yes!"

Fang Hongan nodded decisively, and then extended his hand enthusiastically to Xie Qiangbin and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Third Brother Xie!"

"???"

Xie Qiangbin was filled with question marks at Fang Hongan's sudden enthusiasm.

After being stunned for a long time, he still didn't understand what Fang Hongan meant, and said hesitantly: "Hongan! What... do you mean? Are you bothering me?"

"Please spread the news that we dug up the ghost-headed bees!" Fang Hongan spread his hands, as if it was a matter of course. "Please help us publicize the fact that we dug up the ghost-headed bees!"

"Propaganda... propaganda?"

Xie Qiangbin looked at Fang Hongan in a daze.

"Yeah!" Fang Hongan nodded again, "Let everyone know that we are getting rid of the pests in the village! Who knows... after you spread the word, someone will come to thank us! If they give us gifts, I will give some to you, Third Brother!"

"You... Fang Hongan you... you are kidding me!"

After hearing this, Xie Qiangbin finally reacted.

Fang Hongan was simply playing with him without any fear. He bared his teeth, glared at Fang Hongan fiercely, and was about to lose his temper.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Fang Hongan clenched his fists, and a crisp sound came from the joints of his hands.

Looking up again, Fang Hongan's face, which had been smiling harmlessly just now, was still smiling, but that smile had been mixed with a chilling chill.

Suddenly, Fang Hongan's voice with a hint of coldness rang in his ears: "Thank you, Third Brother! Some things can be spread casually! But some things... it's best to control your mouth and don't gossip about others behind their backs! Otherwise... one day when you go to the toilet, you won't know how you fell into the pit!"

The voice fell.

Xie Qiangbin has not yet recovered from the chilling cold.

Fang Hongan had picked up the burden again, and led his wife, who strayed past him and walked downstairs without looking back.

"..."

Xie Qiangbin stood there for a long time before he came to his senses.

Looking at Fang Hongan's back, he gnashed his teeth with a ferocious look on his face:

"Fang Hongan, you are such a good guy! You don't want to accept my toast, so you have to drink the wine for punishment!"

"I've been digging for ghost bees for a few days and I've made some money! You really think you picked them up, right?"

"It's just digging a ghost bee! Who wouldn't be one?"

"How dare you threaten me! Humph! Just wait!"

He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself fiercely, then turned into a small road and walked directly to the townhouse where the three brothers lived at the entrance of the village.

……

……

Get rid of this scoundrel Xie Qiangbin.

We went down all the way and soon returned to the familiar village again.

The time happened to be after noon, around one to two o'clock.

At this time, it is time for many people in the village to have lunch.

The weather was hot and there was no electricity, so there was no fan in the house.

Many people are accustomed to carrying their bowls and eating in a ventilated and cool place near the door.

Therefore, it is common to see many people eating lunch while chatting with their neighbors across the air.

At this time, Fang Hongan appeared with Lan Wenxiu carrying the two large loads of things.

It immediately attracted the attention of many people.

For a small mountain village like Shiwan Village, any little news about someone in the village would spread easily.

Not to mention, there are the Xie family’s three loudspeakers and three machine guns.

The news that Fang Hongan was going to his father-in-law's house to celebrate his birthday had already started to spread in the village the day before he was leaving.

As the fermentation continued over the next few days.

All kinds of rumors were spread more and more intensely by many big mouths in the village.

Basically, it all revolves around the falling out between Fang Hongan and his father-in-law and brother-in-law last year.

Everyone thought that even if Fang Hongan's uncle in the city who was on state-funded food sent him rice, Fang Hongan would still look down on Lanxi Village, a rich village.

Therefore, many people who were gloating over other people's misfortune were waiting to see when Fang Hongan would return in disgrace.

Coincidentally, among the people eating outside the house, there were quite a few who were waiting to watch the fun.

then……

As they were holding their meals and eating them with big mouthfuls.

Then I saw Fang Hongan leading his wife and walking down, carrying a pair of heavy baskets.

A pair of baskets!

You can see the things in the basket with just a quick glance.

Eggs, sugar, meat...

There are also wool and knitted soles...

It’s filled so full that it’s almost piled up.

Those pairs of eyes were stunned immediately.

Along the way, Fang Hongan heard the sound of chopsticks dropping and bowls breaking...

……

Return to the earthen house after three days away.

After a short rest, Lan Wenxiu couldn't help but start cleaning with a broom.

Fang Hongan took a breath and ate some red rice cakes prepared by his mother-in-law.

While he had recovered his strength, he picked up the bucket and walked towards the well.

There is a well with seventy-two steps, plus the gifts brought back along the way.

When he picked it up again, Fang Hongan was already exhausted and out of breath.

During the break, Fang Hongan couldn't help but recall an incident that happened in his previous life.

Right here at the well.

Around the spring of 85, a person drowned.

At that time, Fang Hongan had no intention of paying attention to the outside world, so he didn't remember the specific situation very clearly.
I just vaguely remember that it seemed to be a widower in the village who came here to fetch water at night. It happened to rain heavily when he came up and he accidentally slipped and ended up sliding all the way down the steps into the well.

He must have hit his head and fell unconscious. It happened to rain heavily all night and no one went to the well to fetch water that whole night.

When the person who got up early to fetch water the next day found him, he had already died.

After this incident happened, the villagers organized people to scoop out the water from the well and cleaned it five or six times.

However, rumors still spread that the well was not clean, which directly led to a craze for drilling water wells throughout Shiwan Village.

In fact, the practice of drilling water wells was popular during the collective era.

At that time, there were also sideline teams from other counties coming to dig wells, and many families in Shiwan Village that were relatively well-off also wanted to dig wells.

But after trying hard, this sideline team was unable to dig a pressurized well that could pump out water.

Finally, this sideline team lamented that the terrain of Shiwan Village was too high and left in disappointment.

Later, because of this incident, few people in Shiwan Village hired people to dig wells. But when the widower died in 85, some people could no longer drink the water from the ancient well.

One of the families, unwilling to believe in evil, asked someone to come back and dig a well.

As a result, this time.

Unexpectedly, a good well was dug.

Not only is the water clear and sweet, but the water volume is also plentiful.

After that, many families dug many wells along the water route they found, and all of them were good wells without exception.

This has also completely improved the water supply conditions of many families.

now.

The reason why Fang Hongan suddenly remembered this incident.

One was the idea of ​​digging a well.

And the latter is related to building a new house.

Originally, Fang Hongan planned to build a new house over a period of three or four months.

However, this is also the time to start preparing for site selection.

For the new house, Fang Hongan had no intention of demolishing the old one and rebuilding it.

These days, remote mountain villages like Shiwan Village are no match for rural areas of later generations.

At this stage, the management of homesteads is not that strict.

Basically, as long as it is your own land and there are no disputes, there will be no problem if you build directly.

If you are worried that someone might stab you in the back, it is not difficult to apply and ask the village to stamp a red stamp.

Before this, Fang Hongan actually had several site options for building a new house.

For example, the old house left by his grandparents is a very good place in terms of environment and transportation.

The only trouble is that according to the will, his grandparents passed the house to him.

But Fang Hongan knew that if he really demolished the old house and rebuilt it, his cunning aunt and soft uncle would definitely take the opportunity to interfere.

Moreover, the old house is separated from my uncle's house.

Fang Hongan didn't want to hear his cunning aunt's cursing voice all day long.

Therefore, the site selection issue really made Fang Hongan a little conflicted.

However, thinking about digging a well, Fang Hongan suddenly thought of an excellent place to build a house.

That place is right on the waterway where a good well can be easily dug.

Although it still seems to be on the edge of the village, Fang Hongan had heard in the future that when the village road is repaired in a few years, the connecting road planned by the town will enter the village from that side.

That area suddenly became one of the most convenient places in the entire village.

More importantly, Fang Hongan heard from his grandfather that when his father got married and divided the family property and was preparing to build a new house, he chose that piece of land.

For this purpose, we have already asked the brigade to approve it and stamp it with a red stamp.

even……

His father had already planted two osmanthus trees in front of the land.

But what he didn’t see was that before the house was even built, both his parents had an accident.

Today, the two osmanthus trees have grown into big trees with stems over 20 centimeters tall.

The last time Fang Hongan passed by, he took a look at it. The shape of the plant was like an umbrella and it was growing quite well. It was quite suitable to be used as a garden tree.

I don’t know why, but I never thought of this before.

After thinking about it this time, Fang Hongan quickly made up his mind.

The location of the new house was chosen here.

Moreover, the progress can be advanced.

The condition of this mud house is still a bit poor. It was repaired a bit last time, but it still has many problems.

When the heavy rain season comes in midsummer, the problem of water leakage alone will be very troublesome!

……

Carrying water back home.

My wife Lan Wenxiu has cleaned the house inside and out.

On the table in the main room, there were two large bowls of hot rice, a bowl of egg drop soup and a bowl of fried pickles.

After asking, I found out that it happened when he went to fetch water.

Aunt Hong actually came over.

She got all these things when she heard that Fang Hongan and the others had returned.

Thinking that they didn’t have lunch on the road and would have to carry water for a long time when they came back to make the food, I helped them prepare it and brought it over.

When Lan Wenxiu said this to Fang Hongan, she was filled with admiration for Aunt Hong.

Seeing this, Fang Hongan told her how his father helped the old carpenter and Aunt Hong to gain a foothold in the village.

This explains why Aunt Hong treats them so differently.

Fang Hongan thought about it and found that after hearing this explanation, Lan Wenxiu's gratitude towards the two elders was not weakened.

Instead, I was excited and sighed that I should be better to these two elders in the future and respect them as my own elders!
Fang Hongan readily nodded in agreement.

Just had a simple lunch.

Fang Hongan carried Lan Wenxiu into the inner room and went to the bed.

Mr. Fang was full of energy and didn't care about day or night. He was full of energy.

The details of this are naturally inconvenient to elaborate on.

All we know is that this time, Lan Wenxiu moaned and begged for mercy for a long time, and only then did Mr. Fang take pity on his wife's pregnant body and surrendered!

It's hard work.

The two of them slept soundly for the whole afternoon. At dusk, Fang Hongan was awakened by a knock on the door.

open the door.

It was Wang Tong and Taozi, both of whom had anxious looks on their faces.

After not seeing him for three days, Wang Tong couldn't see any changes.

But on Fang Chengtao's side, it looked noticeably darker.

Fang Hongan originally wanted them to take a break during the three days he went to Lanxi Village.

But these two people were very motivated and took the initiative to ask to go up the mountain.

After Fang Hongan made an assessment and felt that there should be no problem if the two of them acted together, he let them go and gain experience.

I am just worried that these two hot-blooded guys might get so excited about digging that they would be reluctant to go down the mountain for a while.

Therefore, they were required to dig up no more than two nests of black bees a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

If you have free time, look for more honey.

Although digging honey is troublesome, it is generally safe and the worst you'll get is a few more stings.

Judging from the situation, these two people must have run to the mountains quite often in the past three days.

"Brother!" After Fang Hongan welcomed the two into the house, Wang Tong said anxiously, "Oh no! Xie Sanlaba knows that we are digging for ghost bees! Now the whole village is talking about this matter!

We just ran into him when we were going down the mountain and into the village. He was even showing off that he wanted to make bee-proof clothes like ours to dig out the ghost bees! "

Wang Tong finished speaking in a hurry.

Fang Chengtao on the other side immediately lowered his head with a guilty look on his face: "This is all my fault! That morning, we happened to see another nest of ghost bees on the way down the mountain after digging out the first nest. I saw that it was still early, so I took Heizi and asked him to dig the second nest before going back. Unexpectedly, when we were halfway through digging the second nest, Xie Sanlaba happened to see it!

This bastard was such a sinister kid, he quietly hid aside and watched the whole process of us digging out the ghost bees!
This is all my fault! If I had listened to you, Hong An, and not been greedy, and only dug that swarm of bees in the morning, this would never have happened!"

The more Fang Chengtao spoke, the more guilty he looked. In the end, he slapped himself twice in the face with his hands.

He's done with this one.

Wang Tong on the other side also quickly admitted his fault: "I am also responsible! I was a little greedy for that nest at that time! So... I am also responsible!"

After saying that, he also imitated Fang Chengtao and slapped himself twice in the face.

When the two of them were fanning themselves, Fang Hongan could have stopped them.

However, thinking that these two guys really didn't listen to what I said when I left, and I am willing to reflect on myself, I might as well let them reflect on themselves.

After the two of them spoke for a while with guilty looks on their faces, Fang Hongan roughly understood what had happened.

This also confirmed that when he met Xie Qiangbin at the bottom of the mountain, this guy was indeed looking for Wang Tong and Fang Chengtao on the top of the mountain.

Seeing that the two were still anxious, Fang Hongan waved his hand to interrupt them: "Alright! Alright! You've reflected enough! If that's all, don't be anxious!

I already knew about it on my way back! Xie Sanlaba even tried to use this to get benefits from me! I ignored him!
By the way... isn't he a big mouth? I think, since he likes to spread rumors, I might as well ask him to help us spread the word! So... it's not all your fault!"

Fraudulent benefits?
Let him help us promote it?
Wang Tong and Fang Chengtao looked at each other, and for a moment, they both felt that their brains were not enough...

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(End of this chapter)