We dial the forest to take the road, walk out not far, sure enough, there is a waterhole, because it is dark and there is fog covering, the visibility is less than ten meters, the size of the waterhole can not be seen clearly, but listen to the sound of the water in the distance The flow is very large, it is estimated that this pool is not small, stand on the bluestone on the edge of the pool and raise the lamp to shine, only to see the water splash rolling, there are many fat black fish under the water are attracted by the light, and swim over.

The people of the Balenzuo pastoral area regard the fish as the gods, never eat fish and catch fish, the fish in the large and small lakes on the grassland live freely, never afraid of people, not like the fish in the mainland, as soon as they see someone, they will escape far into the bottom of the lake, but we can't control these, there is nothing else to eat here except fish and horses, in this desolate grassland, fish are gods, horses are friends, eat gods or eat friends? For those of us who have been Red Guards, this is a problem that we don't need to think about at all, and we will not hesitate to choose to eat the former.

The fat man and I rolled up our arms and sleeves to catch fish, Ding Sitian settled the old sheepskin, tied the old military horse, picked up some gravel and surrounded the stove, there were dead branches and leaves in the forest, and picked up a large bundle at will, she quickly lit a fire, set up a pot with branches to boil water, first boiled a little water, cleaned the pot, and then boiled some hot water for everyone to drink.

For me and the fat man, a male intellectual, who has no daughter-in-law, cooking is the saddest level, although it is in the wild, seeing Ding Sitian is still well organized, seeing her busy back, there is a melancholy mood in my heart, but this mood was quickly driven away by hunger, the two of us discussed, the fish here are not afraid of people, which saves a lot of trouble, no need to fish in troubled waters like in Xing'an Mountains, directly found two branches, and sharpened the old sheepskin "Kangxi treasure knife" as a harpoon.

Of course, with a harpoon, you can't poke in the water, but you have to hang the kerosene lamp on the surface of the water first, and attract the fat black fish, and then you have to be patient, according to the current, bubbles, splashes and other signs to find out the fish swimming rules, due to the lack of light, we have not been able to fully grasp the movement of the fish in the water, although the preparation is not very sufficient, but the black fish in this pool are still poked up by us seven or eight, the rest of the larger black fish finally understand that there is danger, and swim into the deep water without looking back.

I saw that the fish caught were fat, and no matter how many people were enough to eat, but people were hungry and their eyes were big, and no matter how they looked at it, they felt that the amount was small, so I and the fat man handed over the fish to Ding Sitian to clean up the pot, and returned to the edge of the pond again, so I calculated and forked a few black fish that had just swam from a distance, and then I felt that it was almost enough for four people to eat, in fact, the fish we caught were not to mention four people to eat, even if there were four more people.

Ding Sitian told us that the black fish was dried up and couldn't eat it as soon as it was roasted over the fire, so he used a knife to cut the belly of the fish to remove the internal organs, scraped the fish scales, cut it into sections and went down to the hot pot, it seemed that it was going to cook a pot of fish soup, the hot water vapor was pressing, only to smell the aroma in the pot, although there were no condiments, but at this time who cares whether it is salty or light, we swallowed saliva and forced the hunger fire, staring at the fish in the pot with good eyes, and seeing that the eyeballs were about to fall into the pot.

The fat man was so hungry that his saliva fell, he wiped a few times with his sleeves, and said to me and Ding Sitian: "It is said that the buddies of the Great Northern Wilderness Corps drink soup for three meals a day, and they also wrote a poem for the soup, and I will recite it to you before drinking the soup-ah!" Soup, soup, soup, soup of revolution! If you don't drink one meal, you will panic, if you don't drink twice, and if you don't drink three times, you will panic......"

Ding Sitian and I were both amused by the fat man's poem, and Ding Sitian said, "Where did the fat man's poem come from?" That's all the old yellow calendar, the previous Great Northern Wilderness was very desolate, there were rabbits and wolves, only weeds and no food, and then the people of the Corps gradually increased, and the Great Northern Wilderness was built into the Great Northern Warehouse, I heard that it is much better now, no need to drink soup all day, I have a classmate who is over there as a class leader. By the way, what do you both eat in the Hung Yen League? ”

The fat man said, there are too many delicious things over there, the dragon meat in the sky, the donkey meat in the ground have been eaten, and I don't think there is anything delicious, not as good as our pot of fish soup, this soup is really fresh, just smelling it is a kind of enjoyment.

Ding Sitian said curiously: "Do you have to eat dragon meat?" Could it be that what Grandpa Old Sheepskin said is true? Is there really a dragon in this world? I explained: "Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat in the ground, this so-called dragon meat, in fact, is the hazel chicken in the mountains, its common name is also called flying dragon, because the taste is delicious, it is the best in the mountain delicacies, so the beautiful name of the dragon meat, in fact, is not much different from ordinary pheasants, next time I will get you two from there to let you taste what the dragon meat tastes like, but what Xiaopang said is really right, I also feel that our pot of fish soup is too fresh, and there is no seasoning, why does this taste so good?" Maybe I'm hungry, but I don't think I've ever smelled such a tempting fish soup in my life. ”

The fish soup was almost boiled while talking, only to tempt people's index fingers to move, and suddenly heard a cough behind him, the old sheepskin slowly woke up, sniffed his nose and sniffed the pot of fish soup: "Oh, it's very fragrant...... What is this boiling, and how is it fragrant? ”

As soon as we turned around and saw that he woke up, we were relieved, it seemed that he was really hungry before he fell into a coma, and he woke up when he smelled the fish soup, I thought to myself that I couldn't say that it was fish soup to the old sheepskin, although this old man was also a poor middle peasant, but the superstitious thoughts in his bones were still very serious, the feudal tail was not cut clean, I want to tell him that he was fish soup, he definitely won't let us drink it, it is better to let him drink enough first and then tell him the truth, then he has nothing to say.

Thinking of this, I didn't wait for the fat man to eat first, so I snatched the horse spoon in his hand, generously filled a spoonful of soup and handed it to the old sheepskin: "We intellectual young people responded to the call to go to the mountains and go to the countryside, just to learn from the poor middle peasants, we should listen to the opinions of the poor and middle peasants, and accept the education of the poor and middle peasants. ”

The old sheepskin may also be hungry, or it may be because the taste of this pot of fish soup is too fragrant, seeing that the horse spoon is sent to his mouth, he can't care about asking anything, so he takes two sips and drinks it, adds his lips, and is still unfinished, trembling and leisurely walked to the pot, and drank spoonful after spoonful, he is not too hot, he drank half a pot in one go, and even the fish and meat in it were fished out and eaten a lot.

The fat man was in a hurry, such a big pot was enough for eight people to eat, and the old man himself went to half a pot, why was the amount of rice eaten by this dry old man so amazing? Ding Sitian and I were also dumbfounded, why did we eat endlessly as if we had fallen into a demon? Isn't it going to die if you eat like this? Hurriedly grabbed the old sheepskin: "Do you know whose meat is boiling in this pot?" Eat so much without asking, this is the black fish meat in the waterhole in the forest. ”

The old sheepskin had already eaten too much, so much so that he rolled his eyes, and was startled when he heard that it was fish: "What? Black fish meat? Is it a sin, and this god can eat it? If you eat it, you will suffer retribution...... ...... retribution," but as he spoke, he continued to use a horse spoon to catch fish and eat as if he could not control his own hands.

I saw that the old sheepskin's eyes were blood-red, and it was impossible for one person to drink so much fish soup and still be like a hungry ghost, and I felt a little chuckled in my heart, and an ominous premonition arose, this pot of fish soup could not be drunk!