Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 29: Don’t judge a person by his appearance!
With a greeting, Wang Tong picked up the bamboo whip again and drove the donkey cart forward.

Out of consideration for the lame young man, at the instruction of Fang Hongan, Wang Tong deliberately slowed down his pace.

But what neither of them expected was that after the lame young man put down his burden, his steps suddenly became much more normal, and the gait of one foot higher than the other was obviously improved, and the difference could only be seen under close observation.

It looks like it should be fine for daily walking, but it will become deformed under weight.

Xichongling Village and Shiwan Village are not in the same brigade.

Fang Hongan had never been there and didn't know anyone in Xichongling Village, so this was the only guess he could make at the moment.

The lame young man followed the other side of the donkey cart, always keeping an almost level position with Fang Hongan. He was obviously not good at communicating, and he pursed his lips and dared not speak.

His head was slightly bent, and you could feel that he was still a little nervous and uncomfortable.

This situation is very common among people in this era.

Fang Hongan couldn't help but think of himself after his parents passed away and his grandparents also passed away one after another.

In the first two years, he often felt nervous and at a loss when faced with the kindness of outsiders.

However, Fang Hongan did not intend to pay any further attention.

We met by chance, and if we can help each other, we have already done our best.

Going a step further would become a bit saintly and deliberate.

There was silence for a while. After a while, the already bumpy mountain road began to steeply descend, and a long and steep curved slope appeared in front.

We have officially arrived at the steep slope of Jigongbei that Fang Hongan mentioned earlier.

The rooster is proud, its neck is always held high, and the bend of its neck is naturally steep.

Although this slope is not as steep as a rooster's neck, it is indeed a very steep slope.

I don't know why, but people in the mountains love to use certain parts of animals when naming places.

Plus I like exaggeration, so I chose this name.

Seeing that he was about to enter the chicken neck, the lame young man suddenly raised his head, leaned forward, and placed his hands on the frame.

When there were still nearly 30 meters to the entrance of the slope, preparations for pressing the car were already made in advance.

His eyes were fixed on the two baskets of Fang Hongan and the others. It was obvious that he was on guard against any accidents that might happen to the two baskets at any time.

On the contrary, he seemed to selectively ignore the two baskets that should be very important to him.

Once the donkey cart enters a steep slope, the donkey in the front is fully able to adapt to the steep slope, but the frame at the back begins to become "unruly".

Pulled by gravity, there is a sudden momentum to rush forward.

At this time, it is necessary to manually press down the frame so that it can keep in sync with the donkey in front.

This is called escorting a car.

There are two ways to escort a car.

One is to use one's own strength to press on the side of the rear half of the frame like the lame young man did.

Another way is to go to the rear of the frame and hold it.

In comparison, on such steep mountain roads, the first method of pressing the car is more effective and saves effort.

It can also be seen from here that this lame young man should be very experienced in this area.

Wang Tong turned around and saw this scene, and sighed: "Of course, brother!"

Encouraged by this sentence, the lame young man became more motivated.

Seeing that they had entered a steep slope, Wang Tong, holding the rope in one hand, also came to the back to help press the car. Originally, he and Fang Hongan were supposed to press one side each, but now with the lame young man joining in, Fang Hongan went directly to the back to tow the car, while Wantong was responsible for pressing on his side.

The three of them worked together, and this steep slope, which was originally expected to be very difficult, became a lot easier than expected.

This easily offset the slowdown caused by taking care of the lame young man.

Because he felt that he could really help Fang Hongan and Wang Tong, the lame young man gradually became more natural.

In addition, with the help of Wang Tong, who was similar to the "social awesomeness" in later generations, who took the initiative to get close to others, after passing Jigong's Neck and going down two steep slopes, the lame young man finally started to talk, and they became familiar with each other during the conversation.

After chatting, it turned out that the lame young man was one of the names Fang Hongan had guessed.

His name is Zheng Quan. He is the same year as Fang Hongan, but three months younger. He is exactly one year older than Wang Tong.

Zheng Quan was indeed very anxious when he went to the market this time.

Her mother had been sick in bed for almost ten days, and the family had no money to send her to the county hospital.

This time he was in a hurry to go to the market to sell things and earn money for his mother's medical treatment.

While sighing and expressing sympathy, this also aroused Wang Tong's curiosity about what he was going to sell this time.

With several experiences of disguise, Wang Tong also realized that the basket covered with kudzu leaves would not contain kudzu roots. He asked subconsciously. Zheng Quan's face changed, but he didn't say anything. He abruptly changed the topic to other aspects.

Seeing that Wang Tong was about to ask again, Fang Hongan quickly gave him a look to stop him.

In fact, when helping to lift the frame just now, Fang Hongan happened to glance at some things inside through the tangled vines.

The most complete one was a piece of fur, which, judging from its color and shape, should be a wild rabbit.

Next to it, there were some furs of other colors, and bamboo rats that looked like they had been baked into bacon...

Based on the dried mountain products in the other basket...

There is reason to speculate that the food in here is wild game and mountain products!
Previous news revealed that Zheng Quan's family should only consist of him and his elderly mother who has been bedridden for many years.

If that's the case, then all these wild game must have been hunted by him.

The cripple is looked down upon.

But he is a hunter who can go into the mountains to hunt!

Fang Hongan felt that this was becoming more and more interesting...

The rest of the journey was quite smooth.

I left home at about four o'clock.

When it was almost eight o'clock.

The donkey cart finally arrived at Qianmaping.

The road began to become wider, and people were interweaving. The closer we got to the market, the louder the voices became.

Although it was still the planned era, with the advent of the open era, private transactions have gradually been relaxed. In the past few years, this market was only open in the dark, and it had a bit of the flavor of a black market.

The policy has gradually been relaxed in the past two years. On market days on the 3rd, 6th and 9th of the lunar month, as long as there are no speculators buying and selling goods to make a profit, it has become tacitly allowed for farmers to trade with each other and exchange what they have.

In a market town like Qianmaping, there are even special managers responsible for maintaining order.

Seeing that they had arrived at the market, Zheng Quan bowed several times to express his gratitude, then unloaded his two baskets of goods and went to find a place to sell them.

Knowing that he was anxious to exchange the goods for money, Fang Hongan and Wang Tong did not say much. They drove the donkey cart towards the market.

(End of this chapter)