sinovels Chapter 14: Choose 1 of 2
Chapter 14: Choose 1 of 2
The drinking party at Xiaoyangqi educated youth settlement was supposed to be hosted by Chen Tuo, with Sun Changkui, Wu Laowai, and others as guests.
But after eating and drinking...
Chen Tuo, however, showed no awareness of being the host and only cared about eating and drinking himself.
He ate the most meat, and he drank alcohol in one gulp.
Sun Changkui handled all the customer service work from start to finish.
Unlike Chen Tuo, who felt hot and needed to release his pent-up emotions after eating ginseng.
The group of people that Sun Changkui and Chu Maolin led to drive away the wolves in the Hetao region could not withstand the cold air of the ice cave.
Fourteen people worked in shifts, and they were freezing cold.
After indulging in strong liquor and rich food, they, already harboring resentment, ignored Chen Tuo and continued eating and drinking on their own.
In this way, the atmosphere of the drinking party is actually better, and no one is bothered by anyone else.
Listening to the security guards' casual conversations, Chen Tuo also gained a lot of useful information.
The militiamen and security guards, filled with resentment, ate and drank ravenously.
Adding fuel to the fire, Chen Tuo drank heavily, ate heartily, and listened attentively.
Chu Maolin, who had caused the trouble, was still stubbornly sulking.
Sun Changkui, who had something on his mind, and Wu Laowai, whose good deed had been ruined, ended up getting together.
"Sun the Cripple, two wolves, over seventy pounds of meat, and you just gobble them all up like that? This little bastard really has no intention of living!"
"Master Wu, about this matter..."
Wu Laowai took the initiative to speak, which saved Sun Changkui the trouble of asking for help.
The old vagrant had a strange temper, and ever since he established the forest farm, no one had ever been able to subdue him.
"You can't tell anyone, right? I understand! But that little brat has no good intentions..."
Glancing at Sun Changkui, who was being dragged down by six bastards and was barely able to pull up his pants, Wu Laowai admired his humanity.
However, Sun Changkui's good and bad nature did not stop him from flirting with the pretty doctor in the forest area.
Chu Maolin just ruined my good time.
If it weren't for Da Lingzi, he would definitely make a point of displaying Chen Tuo's eight graves in Songling Town, thus severely ripping off Chu Maolin.
However, he owed his father, Chu Mingshan, a favor back then, so he could only leave the matter to Sun Changkui to arrange.
"Great deal! Master Wu, let's have one too..."
The meat was finished, the wine was drunk, the people dispersed, and the moon was high in the sky.
The acrid heat of the scattered white vapors, combined with the frenzied energy of the ginseng, made Chen Tuo unable to sit still any longer.
First, shovel the snow around the gatehouse, then find the solid wood walkway paved with sapwood.
Chen Tuo couldn't help but marvel at the abundance of resources in the forest area.
The passageway connecting the six rows of wooden houses, starting from the gatehouse, is at least five or six hundred meters long.
All the boards used are solid wood boards that are more than two meters long and more than 20 centimeters wide.
There was no need to demolish the house; the solid wood passageway at the educated youth settlement was enough for him to keep warm.
The night in the Xingan Mountains in 1979 was different from what would follow.
With the bright moon in the sky, the visibility was not much different from that during the day.
After tidying up the passageway, they piled the snow blocks into the vegetable garden.
Chen Tuo worked from dusk till late at night, and hardly broke a sweat.
Drinking the steaming hot well water, I felt an inexhaustible energy throughout my body.
The dryness from the licorice and the agitation from the ginseng subsided slightly, and he began to prepare the fish catch again.
With the campfire lit by Sun Changkui and his group, the two sacks of crucian carp seeds were not frozen solid, but were just a little sticky.
Scaling, gutting, removing impurities, removing the head, and deboning.
In the kitchen of the educated youth settlement, four more cooking pots were found.
Chen Tuo never had a moment's rest, making fish scales into jelly, fish bones into soup, and fish fat into oil.
The fish head and offal are roasted in a bucket; let's see if those two female mountain dogs come tomorrow.
I saved up a whole bowl of fish liver and left it for the puppy, Red Hair.
Thinking of the wolf fodder that Wu Laowai had thrown into the river bend, Chen Tuo made another trip to the fishpond.
The ice hole he had chiseled open was also blocked by snow.
Along the way, they used wolf foals to lead the way and marked the route to the educated youth settlement for the mother mountain dog.
Chen Tuo wasn't afraid of attracting the wildcats and beasts that Wu Laowai had mentioned.
The window frames of the gatehouse at the educated youth settlement were made of steel bars as thick as a thumb.
The outward-opening wooden door is made of a large solid wood slab, about a hand's width thick.
Inside the door panel, there are two steel bolts.
The wooden house was built with logs and mud, and the walls were at least 60 centimeters thick.
Even if the Ussuri brown bear that Wu Laowai mentioned came, it wouldn't be able to break through the gatehouse's defenses.
As the east turned red, the little puppy Red Hair drank the cooled, thick fish bone soup.
The smell of alcohol on Chen Tuo had mostly dissipated, but the intense heat and frenzy brought on by the ginseng still made him feel a little palpitations.
If it gets dark around 3 or 4 o'clock, then it should also get light around 3 or 4 o'clock.
Last night, a security guard from the Songling Forestry Bureau said that all external communications in the entire forest area are handled in the Songling area where the Forestry Bureau is located.
I had intended to take advantage of the time to complete Hai Zi's "Moonlight".
But the restless throbbing in his heart made it difficult for Chen Tuo to calm down and compose the middle lines of poetry.
If you can't write poetry, then keep working.
After cleaning up the gatehouse and tidying up the kitchen, the area outside the Xiaoyangqi educated youth settlement remained quiet.
After Chen Tuo finished tidying up the row of wooden houses where the male educated youth lived, the sound of people chatting on their way to work could be heard on the main road outside the educated youth settlement.
I washed my face and drank a large bowl of grayish-white fish bone soup.
He hung the little red-haired puppy around his neck, tucked the 76.37 yuan from his diary into his pocket, and tucked three pieces of birch bark with the words "newborn" written on them.
Chen Tuo began his literary career by following the crowds working at the forest farm.
At the entrance of Songling Post Office.
Chen Tuo had just begun his journey in the literary world when he was blocked by Sun Changkui.
"Brother-in-law Sun, you're at work early!"
Hearing Chen Tuo's polite words, Sun Changkui took a step back, making way for the six purple-faced old men behind him.
Aside from their purplish-red faces, the six old men all had identical faces, covered with deep wrinkles.
"Chen, the educated youth, needs to mail a letter? We old folks, could we perhaps take a look at your mail?"
Sun Changkui took a step back, and Chu Mingshan, who had rushed back from Wangfeng Forest Farm overnight, had just finished fighting.
Chu Maolin, who had caused a major incident in the forest area, was beaten by the old man for more than two hours.
Forestry Bureau doctor Hu Yuling is giving Chu Maolin, who is in a semi-comatose state, an injection and medication.
At this point, with this incident happening, if Sun Changkui hadn't intervened, Chu Mingshan could have easily killed Chu Maolin.
If things go wrong and trouble ensues, even if Chu Maolin dies a hundred times, it won't help.
Moreover, if something goes wrong, it won't be as simple as just losing a hundred Chu Maolins.
Chu Mingshan had no liking for young people like Chen Tuo, who were highly likely to affect forestry production.
Seeing that Chen Tuo remained unmoved, Chu Mingshan stepped forward again and asked:
"I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?"
Chen Tuo didn't care whether Chu Mingshan was angry or not; even if he was, it was the old man's own business and had nothing to do with him.
"If that's how you talk, then I'm still going to mail this letter! I'd like to see which one of you dares to open my mail without permission!"
Seeing that the two were about to have a falling out, another old man with a purple face stepped forward to act as a peacemaker.
"Chen Zhiqing, we're here for your own good..."
After speaking, seeing that Chen Tuo didn't seem inclined to argue, the old man tried to speak calmly:
"You want to send a letter? No problem, let us see if it works out. Besides, we have the Xing'an Daily and Longjiang Literature and Art in this province. We should keep the benefits within the family. You can choose one..."