Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 62 Even if you are poor, you should still have high aspirations!
"Cough...cough..."

Fang Hongjiang coughed several times in succession.

After I recovered, my entire neck had turned red again.

Seeing him glaring and about to scold him again, Fang Hongan quickly took the initiative: "Uncle Jiang, don't you think it will be dangerous for me to go into the mountains? But what if I say that I can guarantee that I will be safe if I go into the mountains to make a living?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Fang Hongjiang glared and retorted, "What guarantees can you make?"

"Why do you guarantee that? Uncle Jiang will understand after a while!"

Fang Hongan didn't confront him head-on, but curled his lips into an arc:
"Uncle Jiang! How about this, let's make a bet. You can use this field to farm for a month. If after a month, you still think that my job of making a living in the mountains is not good, you can return the field to me and I can continue farming. When the autumn harvest comes, I will pick half of the millet for you!"

"If you think my livelihood is okay, you can help me farm the fields for the next few years, how about that?"

"bet?"

Fang Hongjiang was stunned for a moment, then when he understood Fang Hongan's meaning, he shook his hand to object.

But Fang Hongan didn't give him a chance to speak. Before he could open his mouth, he snorted, "What? Uncle Jiang, you are known as the number one king kong in our Dadongling! Don't you dare to make a bet?"

"You...cough cough cough..."

Fang Hongjiang was provoked by this and choked and coughed several times.

"Bah! You want to provoke me, right?"

He stiffened his neck, with an expression that showed he was not willing to take the bait, but he couldn't help but stare at Fang Hongan, his eyes moving back and forth on his face over and over again.

Facing his gaze, Fang Hongan not only did not retreat, but instead smiled and actively met his gaze with confidence.

The two gazes intertwined for a moment, Fang Hongjiang's neck suddenly relaxed, and he waved his hand:

"Alright! Let's make a bet! I have to see what tricks you can come up with in this little month!"

After saying that, he didn't waste any more words, waved his hand at Fang Chengtao, and walked out.

"Brother An! I'm sorry, my dad insisted..."

Seeing his father walk out, Fang Chengtao hurriedly walked towards Fang Hongan with a guilty look on his face.

"fine!"

Fang Hongan smiled faintly, patted him on the shoulder, and sent him out.

Send the father and son away.

Back home, Lan Wenxiu was looking at the bag of rice and was in a dilemma: "Hongan! How about returning it in two days?"

Last year, there were only a few families in the village who had enough food.

Fang Hongjiang's family, in addition to Fang Chengtao and his brother, has two elderly people. There are six adults in the family and they live a tight life. These more than 30 kilograms of rice are not given out casually.

This is a time when there is a shortage of food. When this bag of rice is delivered, the proportion of shredded sweet potatoes in their rice when they cook will probably increase sharply.

What Lan Wenxiu meant, of course, was that she wanted to return it as soon as possible!

Fang Hongan nodded: "I still have to pay it back! But you can't pay it back like this! Pour it into the rice jar first and save it for eating! In a few days, there will be rice delivered to your door!"

If someone gives you something to help you in times of difficulty, you cannot return it in the same condition, even if you don’t use it.

You have to keep it and return it when you have the conditions to replace it with a better one.

This is not a local custom from anywhere.

Rather, it was Fang Hongan's grandmother who taught him the ways of the world since he was a child.

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the other side.

Left Fang Hongan’s house.

Fang Hongjiang just walked quickly along the way, with his hands behind his back and his head down, muttering something all the time.

Fang Chengtao followed beside him and tried to listen for several times but he didn't hear what his father was muttering.

Out of curiosity, he simply took advantage of his father's inattention, went around from behind, accelerated to overtake him by half a body length, and then put his ear close to listen.

After hearing this, I realized that my father kept repeating Fang Hongan's name, but judging from his appearance and tone, he didn't seem angry, but rather a bit surprised. "You are asking for a beating!"

Fang Hongjiang clenched his fingers and reached out to knock on a chestnut.

Fang Chengtao felt pain and quickly put his head back, but he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Dad! You are not angry with Hongan!"

"Why am I angry!"

"Hong'an...he dares to bet with you! Don't you want to make him angry?" Fang Chengtao rubbed his head. He was really curious.

His father had an extremely hot temper and loved to scold people.

But this time, not only did he fail to scold Fang Hongan, he also provoked Fang Hongan to the point of making a bet.

This is not enough to make Fang Chengtao angry, which is really hard to understand.

"You!"

Fang Hongjiang suddenly stopped and looked at Fang Chengtao meaningfully: "You really need to learn from Hongan on this point!"

"What to study?"

"Learn what others say about being poor but having high aspirations! Even if you are poor, you will find a way out on your own and have the courage to gamble with others!"

"Oh!"

Fang Chengtao touched his forehead, recalled the previous scenes, and nodded heavily: "That's right!"

"I'm glad to know!" Seeing that his son did not listen to his words in vain, the solemn expression on Fang Hongjiang's face relaxed.

The two walked forward for a while, and Fang Chengtao suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but said, "What if Hong An wins..."

"If he wins, we'll help him farm the field. It won't be a loss anyway!" Fang Hong raised his eyebrows, "To be honest, I kind of hope this guy can win! That would be interesting!"

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The next day.

Because we want to go to the mountains in Shanmuling Village to dig honey.

Fang Hongan got up a little earlier than usual.

After going out, I took a small road and walked straight to the mountain called Goubeiling in Shanmuling Village.

According to the plan, Heizi Wang Tong would wait for him directly under the big jujube tree at the foot of Goubeiling.

Fang Hongan guessed that based on this guy's character, he must have been waiting by now, so he unconsciously quickened his pace along the way.

When he saw the big jujube tree, Fang Hongan looked around carefully but did not see Wang Tong.

Just as I was wondering, there was a sudden noise coming from the thatched grass next to the jujube tree.

Immediately afterwards...

"Mom!"

After a scream, a figure ran out from the thatched grass in panic.

The figure was dark in color, and when he screamed he bared his white teeth, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

If it’s not Wang Tong, then who else could it be!
He was so frightened out of his wits that he ran out suddenly.

Fang Hongan's heart suddenly tightened.

He quickened his pace and looked closely behind him.

At first glance, this seems a little confusing.

After blinking several times, Fang Hongan finally saw the small figures chasing Wang Tong.

bee?

Oh no!

This is……

Ghost bee!
(End of this chapter)