Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 13: Finding helpers, wildness stimulated

A great helper.

This person must be strong, able to run up mountains, and able to endure hardships.

He must also be tight-lipped, reliable, and willing to do my bidding.

Right now, digging honey is a golden way to make money.

Fang Hongan didn't want the news to leak out so quickly.

He had to accumulate as much early profits as possible before this path was leaked out while there was no competition.

According to these standards.

Fang Hongan searched in his mind.

Soon, a figure appeared in my mind.

I stood up and was thinking about leaving quickly when I heard a shout outside the house.

Listening to this familiar cry.

Fang Hongan couldn't help but smile. This was really the case. Speak of the devil and he would appear.

The expected helper showed up on his own.

Fang Hongan walked out of the main room. Outside the room, a thin young man in short-sleeved shirt and shorts with tanned skin came over quickly, calling out "Brother, brother".

Taking a quick glance, I saw that he was holding something in his hand, swinging back and forth with his quick steps.

Because of the angle, Fang Hongan couldn't tell what it was at first.

When he turned around, he found that it was a fish tied with straw.

It looks like a crucian carp, weighing over one pound.

The young man walked to the door in a hurry, lifted the fish in his hand and threw it in front of Fang Hongan: "Brother, look what good fish I caught?"

The young man in front of me is called Wang Tong, and his nickname is Heizi. He is the youngest son of Fang Hongan’s eldest aunt.

Because Fang Hongan is only one and a half years old, he is my cousin.

Fang Hongan's three aunts all married outside the family. The youngest and third aunts all married more than ten miles away, so except during the Chinese New Year and other festivals, they didn't visit each other very often.

My eldest aunt lives in the neighboring Shanmuling Village. Shanmuling Village and Shiwan Village are considered a production brigade (administrative village), and the fields are connected together. It is only about three miles from Fang Hongan to my eldest aunt's home.

So, I move around quite frequently.

When Fang Hongan was thirteen years old, he lived in his eldest aunt's house for a few months.

Before Wang Tong, Fang Hongan's eldest aunt gave birth to a son and a daughter, but Fang Hongan's eldest cousin was 7 and 6 years older than Fang Hongan respectively.

It is even more different from Wang Tong's.

Wang Tong couldn't play with them.

Since he was in his teens, he has been following Fang Hongan and playing.

Not to mention that the two of them have compatible personalities.

Wang Tong also has great respect for his cousin Fang Hongan.

He has a wild personality and a good physique. He likes running in the mountains and swimming in the water.

Sometimes Fang Hongan’s uncle and aunt couldn’t persuade their children at all and had to ask Fang Hongan to help persuade them.

Based on these, Wang Tong is definitely the only choice for Fang Hongan to be his helper.

Of course, there is another very important reason why Fang Hongan is determined to get Wang Tong to work with him.

After the tragedy in his previous life, Fang Hongan fell into despair. Wang Tong came to Shiwan Village frequently, fearing that he might get into an accident, and he told Fang Hongan everything that was on his mind.

On one occasion, someone urged Wang Tong to work with someone else. At that time, Wang Tong was undecided, so he ran over to discuss with Fang Hongan, thinking that it would be best to get Fang Hongan to work together.

As a result, Fang Hongan was completely immersed in grief at the time and did not calm down to offer any advice. He just perfunctorily asked Wang Tong to make his own decision and flatly rejected the idea of ​​going together.

It was later discovered that Wang Tong had been deceived into working in an illegal coal mine.

The reason he knew this was that not long after, someone who was deceived along with Wang Tong from Shanmuling Village sneaked back.

My aunt's family reported the matter to the police station in a hurry, but within two days, they received the bad news.

On a rare rainy day in September 1985, an accident occurred in a black coal mine, and Wang Tong, who was only 9 years old, was buried forever in the man-eating coal mine.

Under the heavy blow, Fang Hongan's aunt collapsed directly. Just three months later, she passed away in depression.

This incident also became another shame in Fang Hongan's heart that made him unable to forgive himself.

At this moment, looking at this smug black face vividly displayed in front of him.

While in a trance.

Fang Hongan also secretly swore in his heart that he must lead this black boy to avoid the tragedy of his previous life and walk onto a smooth road.

"Wow! This big crucian carp weighs more than one pound! Where did you get it from?"

While thoughts were churning in his mind, Fang Hongan did not dampen Wang Tong's interest by expressing his due surprise.

"It's in the Baisha River! But I didn't get them from the Internet. I dived down and fished them out from the cracks in the rocks. I got two big ones. My mom asked me to send one over to Sister Xiu to make crucian carp soup!"

Wang Tong proudly handed the fish in his hand to Fang Hongan and walked into the house in a very familiar manner.

At this time, Lan Wenxiu, who was in the inner room, heard the noise and came out. Seeing that it was Wang Tong, she quickly turned around to pour tea.

But Wang Tong waved his hands and said "no need" twice, then he took the ladle and scooped a ladle of water from the water tank and drank it up with big gulps.

When Lan Wenxiu turned around again, Fang Hongan had already handed over the crucian carp.

When she saw the fish for the first time, Lan Wenxiu was surprised again. She knew that it was brought by Wang Tong. Since her husband had already accepted it, she decided to keep Wang Tong here for dinner.

But Wang Tong refused, waving his hands and saying, "No! No! Sister Xiu! If I eat this meal, my mother will treat me to fried pork with bamboo broom when I go back!"

"Let's save it for later!"

After saying this, he waved his hand and prepared to leave.

Fang Hongan saw this and quickly grabbed the boy: "Heizi! Are you free tomorrow? If you are free, come to my place early. Let's go up the mountain early in the morning!"

"Up the mountain?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tong quickly turned around and responded repeatedly: "It's okay! It's okay!"

"Ok!"

Fang Hongan instructed: "Remember to carry a bamboo basket. Do you have a handy hatchet and crowbar at home? If not, go and borrow a set when you get back!"

Wang Tong grinned and nodded, "Yes, yes!"

"That's fine!" Fang Hongan waved his hand at him, "Then I'll wait for you at home tomorrow morning!"

Wang Tong was in no hurry to leave at this time. He came up with a smile and said to Fang Hongan in a low voice, "Brother! Are we going into the mountains to hunt for mountain products this time?"

"This one……"

Fang Hongan thought about it for a moment and thought that honey should... be considered a mountain product, so he nodded in agreement.

"Hahahaha!"

"Brother, you have finally decided to take action!"

"What else do you need to prepare? Tell me all at once. I will prepare everything when I go back today..."

The excitement in his dancing was much stronger than when he showed off his catch before.

He kept talking, as if he couldn't stop...

after all.

Go hunting in the mountains with Fang Hongan.

This has been something he has been looking forward to for many years.

Ever since the year when 13-year-old Fang Hongan brought him, who was 11 and a half years old, into the mountains, he had witnessed with his own eyes Fang Hongan leading a dog, digging out a rabbit nest, and hunting out two wild rabbits weighing more than four kilograms.

He was extremely fascinated by hunting in the mountains.

But after that incident, his grandfather, Fang Hongan's grandfather, issued a strict order, forbidding the two of them to go into the mountains to hunt again. From then on, he never saw Fang Hongan go into the mountains to hunt again.

Over the years, he has traveled around the mountains and rivers alone and got a lot of wild goods.

But they were all small fights by one person. What he hoped for was that one day he could be with Fang Hongan, like his grandfather, to really pick up a hunting rifle, go deep into the Tianmang Mountains, and hunt real prey.

He has encouraged Fang Hongan several times in the past few years, but Fang Hongan was not very interested each time.

At this moment, hearing Fang Hongan say this, the wildness in his heart was completely aroused...

(End of this chapter)