Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 11 This kid is incredible
"Yeah! Yeah! OK!"

After listening to Fang Hongan's arrangements, Lan Wenxiu praised them repeatedly.

He even felt that it was not enough and asked if he wanted another cup.

"These are enough for now!" Fang Hongan explained to her with a smile, "Anyway, we will never run out of honey in the future, so keep these for now. I'll go dig some more tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. When I have enough, I'll sell them at the Qianmaping market on the 16th!"

After hearing these words, Lan Wenxiu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Can we still dig it up?"

"Of course!" Fang Hongan patted his chest, "There are so many treasures in our mountains!"

"Yes! OK!"

Lan Wenxiu kept smiling as she sent Fang Hongan out the door, and only turned back to the room when she could no longer see Fang Hongan's back.

Needle and thread, old mosquito net, bamboo hat, scissors...

After thinking about it, Lan Wenxiu also took out two of her own clothes.

Last time, I didn’t know Fang Hongan was going to dig for honey, and time was tight, so my preparations were too hasty.

This time I have to sew a set of sturdy and practical clothes.

My man is working hard outside for the family.

As a wife, she is unable to share the burden in her current situation.

But you can't let your man suffer the pain of being stung by a bee sting again.

……

……

Because we moved here later.

Carpenter Shi's wooden house was built on the outer edge of Shiwan Village.

Fang Hongan's mud house is also very marginal, so it is not far away.
In a flash, Fang Hongan arrived at the wooden house that was deeply engraved in his memory.

There were knocking sounds coming from the wooden house, probably someone was home.

Fang Hongan was just about to walk closer and knock on the door.

A middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf happened to walk out of the house.

Fang Hongan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but call out, "Aunt Hong!"

"Oh!" Aunt Hong actually saw Fang Hongan at the first moment, but her eyesight was not good. She rubbed her eyes to try to see the figure in front of her clearly. Until she heard Fang Hongan shouting, she immediately recognized Fang Hongan's identity by the voice, and immediately smiled brightly, "Hongan is here!"

"Come on! Come in and have a cup of tea!"

Aunt Hong waved her hand and enthusiastically invited Fang Hongan inside.

Fang Hongan followed Aunt Hong into the door and was about to crane his neck to take a look at the workshop when Aunt Hong shouted to the workshop at the side without saying anything: "Master, Hongan is here!"

After shouting twice, the noise from the workshop quickly stopped.

Then, Yang Maolin, a short man wearing an indigo blue half-sleeved shirt and with a few pieces of sawdust hanging in his hair, walked out.

Yang Maolin should be just over 55 this year.

But at the same age, people of this generation are much older than those of later generations.

In addition, Yang Maolin suffered a major change in the first half of his life, and he already felt very vicissitudes of life in his early years.

Now he looks like a stubborn old man.

"Uncle Maolin!"

"Sit down!" Probably not noticing the suppressed excitement in Fang Hongan's voice, Yang Maolin just waved his hand indifferently and asked Fang Hongan to sit down.

In this regard, after an indescribable feeling of trance, Fang Hongan did not feel any sense of alienation.

In other words, he always looked at me differently, which was why he stopped what he was doing and came out to greet me in person.

If it were someone else, and you called him while he was doing carpentry work, he would basically ignore you as long as the work was not finished.

After Fang Hongan sat down, Aunt Hong had already poured him some tea. With a warm smile on her face, she asked about the situation at home.

Fang Hongan responded one by one with a smile, his words full of confidence and hope.

Aunt Hong seemed quite happy to hear this, and nodded repeatedly with a smile. "Good! Good! That's good!"

Yang Maolin, who was standing by, frowned when he heard this and couldn't help tapping the table with his fingers.

He has heard a lot of news recently. Fang Hongan has been borrowing grain everywhere, even to his uncle's house, but not only did he fail to borrow the money, but it was said that his uncle also wanted to take the opportunity to exchange his good land in Niujiaowan.

He had originally planned that even if Fang Hongan didn't come these days, he would ask his wife to bring some rice to visit him.

Unexpectedly, Fang Hongan came.

It's here, and this guy actually said it so easily, as if everything is fine. "You're so shameless!"

"At this time, why are you still doing this nonsense?"

Yang Maolin was unhappy in his heart and muttered a few words in his heart, but he gave face to Fang Hongan and didn't say it out loud.

When Aunt Hong heard her husband knocking, she knew that he had something to say to Fang Hongan alone, so she found an excuse to walk out of the house.

Yang Maolin and Fang Hongan were the only ones left in the room.

At this time, Yang Maolin slowly spoke: "Your aunt is a bad person, the field cannot be changed!"

After a pause, he pointed to a cloth bag beside Fang Hongan and said, "I asked your aunt to leave you 30 kilograms of rice. Take it with you when you leave!"

When Fang Hongan saw him frowning after hearing what he said, he knew that he definitely didn't believe him at all. After hearing what he said, he guessed that he must be trying to find out about his current situation and even knew about the land exchange.

Fang Hongan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart: "Uncle, don't worry, Tian will definitely not be changed!"

"Yeah!" Yang Maolin nodded with satisfaction, pointed at the cloth bag, stood up and prepared to return to the workshop.

"Uncle! Wait a moment!" Fang Hongan quickly called him.

Immediately, with Yang Maolin frowning, he explained, "I'm not here to borrow food this time, but to send something to you and aunt, and by the way, I want you to help me make something."

"Well?""

Yang Maolin's frown turned into surprise, and he noticed that there was an enamel cup on the bench next to Fang Hongan.

"Hehe!" Fang Hongan grinned, picked up the enamel cup and handed it to Yang Maolin.

"What is it?" Yang Maolin blinked, took it, and subconsciously opened the lid of the cup.

"Honey?"

Turning his gaze back to Fang Hongan, Yang Maolin's face was filled with surprise.

"Where did you get it?"

“I dug it up in the mountains today!”

"Dig it?" Yang Maolin was even more surprised. He scanned Fang Hongan with sharp eyes. When he saw the sting wound on Fang Hongan's forearm when he rolled up his sleeves, he withdrew his gaze.

Then he handed the enamel cup back and said, "Leave it for Wenxiu to eat!"

Fang Hongan quickly pushed his hand back: "Don't worry, uncle, there are still a lot at home! These are for you and Aunt Hong!"

Hearing this, Yang Maolin's eyebrows showed a hint of joy for a moment, but he immediately restrained it and said, "Then take it and exchange it for rice!"

Fang Hongan had expected him to say this, and immediately said, "Don't worry, uncle, I have reserved the rice for you to exchange. We will go to Qianmaping to exchange rice on the 16th!"

Hearing this, Yang Maolin's expression relaxed a little, but he still refused to agree.

Seeing this, Fang Hongan quickly showed his secret weapon: "Uncle! If you don't like it, don't drink it, but I noticed that Aunt has been rubbing her eyes a lot recently. I asked the doctor in town before, and he said that drinking honey soaked in water is good for the eyes!"

Yang Maolin's expression changed, and he stared at Fang Hongan with raised eyes: "Really?"

"Of course!"

With this breakthrough, Fang Hongan quickly used the rhetoric he had learned when he was setting up a stall in his previous life, using both coaxing and deceiving, and finally made Yang Maolin give in.

Experts in later generations have various opinions on whether honey soaked in water is good for the eyes. Some say it is good, while others say it is not good at all.

But what is certain is that there is no harm in consuming it in moderation.

What's more, even if it is not good for the eyes.

In this age when sugar is in short supply, it is quite common for middle-aged and elderly people to lack sugar intake. Drinking honey in water is also of great benefit to the health of Yang Maolin and Aunt Hong!

After receiving the honey, Yang Maolin turned around and asked about making things.

“It’s a very simple object!”

Fang Hongan turned around and found a piece of charcoal from the fire room on the side, and then found a piece of wood. He used the charcoal as a pen and the wood as paper, and quickly drew the blueprint in front of Yang Maolin.

Yang Maolin blinked and watched, becoming more and more surprised.
Fang Hongan's movements are not only fast, but also quite skillful.

More importantly, the drawings are not only clearly drawn, but the styles are also based on those of the ancestors.

The overall picture, expanded picture, and size are all available, and even the materials in different places are marked.

This level of expertise is something that only a master with more than 20 years of experience can achieve.

Incredible!

This kid...when did he acquire this ability!

(End of this chapter)