Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 68: Ghost Mouse vs. Loudspeaker (Please Read)
"I'm so exhausted!"

“It’s so damn hard to climb!”

It seemed that we had finally arrived at Shiwan Village.

Liao San parked the donkey cart under the shade of a tree, took off his sun hat, and carefully wiped his almost wet head with a towel. Then he took out his army green water bottle and drank the water.

Liao San came to Shiwan Village this time, naturally to find Fang Hongan.

Today, he squeezed into a broken bus from the county town to Qianmaping early in the morning.

After some shopping at Qianmaping, he bought all the things that Fang Hongan had asked him to buy last time.

Then, he tried to get a donkey cart.

Driving the donkey cart all the way up, asking questions as we climbed.

Finally, at noon, we arrived at Shiwan Village.

To be honest, since becoming a ghost rat, Liao San has been running around and has been to many places.

This was not the first time that a donkey cart had been used on mountain roads.

But this time, it was really the most tiring one.

This mountain...

It is indeed too high and too steep.

There was one passage in it that made Liao San curse madly.

If it weren’t for the 150 kilograms of honey that Fang Hongan mentioned.

Liao San had already turned around.

Rested for a while in the shade of the tree.

After sorting out his thoughts, Liao Sancai set out again and walked into the entrance of Shiwan Village.

This time, he went door-to-door to purchase the goods alone, fully summarizing the experience and lessons learned from the previous time.

I prepared a lot of lines of speech, thinking that I must take the initiative this time.

He was a cunning little boy, and there was no way he would let a country boy lead him around by the nose.

The quantity this time is much larger than last time, so the purchase price of RMB 1.80 must be lowered.

Thinking of this, Liao San looked around and began searching for someone to ask for directions.

However, because it was noon, the villagers had not yet gone to the fields.

Liao San walked for a long time but didn't see anyone to ask for directions.

“This is a lousy place!”

"I can't believe who would have chosen such a hellish place to build a village here!"

After mumbling a few words, Liao San could only grit his teeth and continue walking inside.

Finally, after turning another corner, a row of three houses appeared in Liao San's sight.

What’s even more coincidental is that the door of the house closest to the road was open, and under the big tree at the door, a man was taking a nap on a recliner under the tree.

Liao San was cheered up and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

However, as an outsider, he did not dare to disturb the people in the village rashly.

It is said that poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people, and Liao San deeply agrees with this.

As a ghost rat, the first thing is to be cautious.

After thinking for a moment, he soon came up with an idea and thought of a solution.

After looking around and finding that there was indeed no one around, Liao San took out a nail from his pocket, held the nail head, pointed the nail tip at the donkey's butt, and stabbed it hard.

By the way, this stubborn old donkey was already very tired after following it up the mountain road for several hours.

It suddenly felt a sudden pain for no reason, and immediately raised its head and screamed in dissatisfaction.

The sudden and sharp scream made the man who was dozing on the recliner twitch all over and almost fall off the recliner. He held the armrest of the recliner with his hands to steady himself, and before he opened his confused eyes, he started to curse.

Seeing this, Liao San quickly took off his straw hat, pretended to be horrified and apologetic, and walked over:

"Brother, I am sorry for bothering you! Sorry! Sorry! I am a stubborn ass who is afraid of dogs. I was frightened by your dog just now!"

As he spoke, Liao San pointed at a yellow dog not far behind the man?
The dog was obviously stunned when being pointed at.

But it couldn't speak or explain itself, so it could only raise its tail and look alert.

"donkey?"

The person who was awakened was none other than Xie Qiangbin.

As soon as I heard this word.

Xie Qiangbin was cheered up and didn't care about his wrongly accused dog at all. He stared at the donkey cart.

Soon, he saw the donkey and donkey cart behind Liao San, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Except on market days, there are very few donkey carts entering or leaving Shiwan Village.

At this time, if a donkey cart comes by, it must mean something is happening in the village.

Judging from the accent of Liao San in front of him, he is not from the Dongling area, but a foreigner.

Xie Qiangbin suddenly became interested. He waved his hands and said magnanimously, "It's okay! It's okay!"

His eyes fell on the donkey cart again: "My friend! You have a lot of stuff on this cart! Whose house are you delivering this thing to?"

Liao San saw Xie Qiangbin staring at the donkey cart with burning eyes. On the surface, he remained calm, but in his heart he immediately became alert and on guard. He smiled and did not give a direct answer. Instead, he asked directly: "Brother! Let me find out which way Fang Hongan's home in your village is going?"

"Fang Hongan?" Xie Qiangbin was stunned.

A few days ago, he finally cleared up the doubts that had been bothering him all night and confirmed that the donkey cart that night had nothing to do with Fang Hongan.

How come a donkey cart came today, saying they were looking for Fang Hongan?

That's... too coincidental.

still is……

Actually, it is related to the donkey cart that night?
Xie Qiangbin's mind started racing again. Seeing Liao San's concern, he decided to continue playing tricks. He did not directly point the way, but pouted and began to inquire further:

"Brother! You are here to look for Hongan! Hongan and I are very good brothers! I will take you there directly! These things of yours...are they all for Hongan? What are they? They look very heavy!"

Seeing this scene, Liao San became even more defensive.

Fang Hongan had repeatedly told him last time that he could come to collect honey, but he could not reveal his identity and purpose in the village.

However, he was a cunning man who had met many people. From Xie Qiangbin's words, he could judge that this guy should be the kind of person in the countryside who liked to gossip and spread rumors. His main purpose was not on these things, but to obtain information as a topic of conversation.

At that moment, Liao San quickly thought of a set of rhetoric:
"This... seems to be some rice or something! I don't know the details! I'm just a donkey driver delivering goods! I take the money and just deliver the goods! I don't know what the specifics are, so I can't blame others!"

"deliver goods?"

"rice?"

It has long been no secret in Shiwan Village that Fang Hongan's family is short of rice.

It is understandable if someone sends rice.

But the question is who is so generous as to send a donkey cart to deliver it?

Even though we can't see the exact weight of this donkey cart, a rough estimate is that it weighs at least 200 kilograms.

Where could Fang Hongan borrow so much rice?

Xie Qiangbin frowned and muttered to himself for a long time, feeling more and more confused.

Seeing his expression, Liao San quickly enlightened him: "Maybe! He is a distant relative from the county!"

"Relatives in the county!"

Hearing these words, Xie Qiangbin was puzzled at first, then he suddenly seemed to have guessed something, and slapped his thigh fiercely: "I know, this must be..."

(End of this chapter)