714.The Clouds Don't Know Where (3)

The pine shed is a wooden hut and thatched hut left by the fishermen who cut pine oil in the mountains in the future, which is simple in structure, but enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

For a long time, which pine forest on the mountain is rich in pine oil and which pine forest has the potential to be rich in pine oil, the old pine oil workers know very well, and they will go to these pine forests to cut pine oil.

Just like Ao Zhiman said, these old mountain people have relied on the mountains to eat all their lives, and they know how to protect the mountains and the grass and trees on the mountains. The pine forest has been cut for so many years and has not died, and pine oil is still produced every year.

After a long time, some people began to build shacks on the edge of these pine forests.

These shacks were not built by a single household, but were built with the strength of many people, for example, who first used wooden sticks to support a backbone, and then someone who came to live felt that it was too cold to spread a tarpaulin on the wooden sticks, and after coming and going, a shed was built.

The area of the shed built is not small, because in addition to some young and strong people, most of the pine oil workers are old men in their sixties, and even some villagers directly drag their families with their families, and the whole family goes into the mountains to cut pine oil.

For convenience, they eat and live in the mountains, these simple grass huts are their temporary home, in order to live in the next family, the grass huts are often built relatively large, and it is no problem for Ao Muyang and the three of them to live in it.

Ao Zhiman told him that the days of cutting pine oil were very difficult in the past, and it was common to work more than ten hours a day, and the intensity of these more than ten hours of work was not comparable to other jobs, because he had to climb up and down, had to endure the mountain wind blowing mosquito bites, and from time to time he would encounter poisonous snakes, worrying, and physically and mentally exhausted!

"Eating and drinking Lazar are all solved in the mountains, raising your head is a tree, lowering your head is grass, a accidentally encountering a poisonous snake has to be explained in the mountain, accidentally falling from a tree is also explained in the mountain, accidentally being blown by the mountain wind and catching a cold, then you have to explain in the mountain, you say this day, is it a life of people?" mentioned the past, the old man's face was full of sadness.

Ao Muyang nodded silently, he heard the old people in the village say that in the past few decades, pine oil was a good thing, something that only large families and rich families could use, and it could be sold at a good price in the market.

Therefore, some poor people will come to the mountains to do this work, just to earn a few dollars to support their families.

Most of the people who come to do this work are the destitute class, even if they can go out to sea to fish to feed their families, even if they can feed their families by farming, who will come to the mountains to suffer?

In a long sigh, the old man Ao Zhiman was immersed in the memories of the past, he vigorously introduced the past hard days to Ao Muyang and Ao Jinfu, and introduced him to the miserable things he had seen when he cut pine oil, and Ao Muyang was speechless when he listened.

Ao Jinfu was much calmer, the young man carried a bag on his back and a knife on his waist, walking silently on the mountain road, like a walking statue.

Ao Muyang felt that he was quite stylish, so he subconsciously praised him a few words.

Ao Jinfu is really a child, and waved his hand after listening to his praise: "No, brother village chief, I'm not indifferent, it's my grandfather I've heard these dozens of times, he said that I know the next sentence, he said that I know the next sentence, so how can I react?"

Hearing him say this, Ao Muyang was angry, and the old man was annoyed: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hurry, we still have to walk more than two hours on the mountain road." ”

Ao Muyang looked around and said, "Master Man, isn't there a pine tree here?" I look quite thick, why don't you cut pine oil here?"

"Not all pine trees have pine oil. The old man shook his head, "Come with me, if these trees are cut and flow out of pine oil, they won't live for a few years, and the pine trees where we go are of different varieties, they can produce pine oil." ”

From morning to noon, after rounding several hills, a lush pine forest came into view.

This pine forest covers an area of dozens of acres, occupies half of the mountain, and even in early spring it grows lush and green, with the peaks blowing and the pine needles rubbing like waves.

At the edge of the pine forest looms grass sheds, some of which have collapsed, some of which have only a few sticks left, and some of which have been preserved in their entirety.

Ao Zhiman pointed to the pine forest and said, "Okay, let's go to the ground, let's work harder, and then have a meal and start working." ”

The pine forest was in front of him, but he walked for nearly an hour, and when he finally arrived at the edge of the grass shed, Ao Muyang couldn't help but sigh: "Grass, I finally know what Wangshan means by running a dead horse!"

After sighing with emotion, he said to the old man: "Master Man, didn't you say that it is two hours away? We have to walk for three and a half hours, right?"

No wonder the old man said that he would not be able to go down the mountain until tomorrow, and the round trip would take seven hours, and he would definitely not have time to go back today.

Ao Zhiman snorted twice and didn't speak, Ao Jinfu explained: "My grandfather means that you can see this forest in two hours, not two hours." ”

Although tired, Ao Muyang had to prepare lunch.

The grandfather and grandson brought rice, which was instant noodles and dry noodles, which they meant that there was an iron pot in the straw shed, boiling water to boil a pot of noodles and then soaking cakes to eat.

Ao Muyang was tired all morning, how could he cope with his stomach so much?

He beckoned, and the soaring queen flew over, swooping and spreading its paws, and a fat rabbit fell......

The Führer also went to work, and he jumped up and down in the woods, and when he came back there were many eggs in the little pocket around his neck......

Ao Muyang brushed the iron pot clean, and first stewed a rabbit soup, in which the rabbit meat was taken out, and the soup was used for instant noodles, and he beat bird eggs into it, which was rich in soup and could lock in the fragrance.

He stir-fried the rabbit meat with the dough cake, and he kept the seasoning package of instant noodles, which can be used to make rabbit fried cakes, and there is chili powder in the seasoning bag, and the fried rabbit meat and dough cakes are red, which makes people have an appetite when they see it.

Ao Jinfu squatted next to him and straightened his eyes, he stared at his lunch and swallowed vigorously.

Ao Muyang asked, "Hungry?"

Ao Jinfu smirked: "I'm not hungry, I'm gluttonous, I haven't eaten meat after the Lantern Festival." ”

Ao Muyang glanced at Ao Zhiman, who was cleaning up the straw shed, he couldn't understand this old man, he said that he was poor, he didn't even look at millions, and said that he was rich, his family life was really miserable.

When the meal was cooked, he first gave the cleaned rabbit bones to the general, and he didn't have to worry about it on the Führer's side, there were dried fish and shrimp in the Führer's pocket, and he couldn't get hungry.

Ao Jinfu waited beside him with a bowl, wiping his saliva with his hands.

Ao Zhiman was very dissatisfied when he saw it, and said angrily: "There are no rules. ”

Ao Jinfu smiled: "Master, you eat first." ”

Ao Muyang snatched his bowl and filled it with a rabbit leg, and said, "Master Man, now this society is not like you used to raise children, and now you have to raise children pampered." ”

The old man snorted, "What kind of pampering? Absolutely not! There must be rules!"

He squatted on the ground and ate the rabbit fried cakes with taste, but he only ate the cakes, and finally handed the remaining rabbit meat to his grandson, saying: "Fuwa, you are full, you can't waste it, you can eat the rest." ”