Eat Honey[Transmigration Book]

While I was still eating, I saw a large truck coming over, and the new supplies had been delivered. The nearby villages announced with a loudspeaker. In the morning, villagers came to exchange expired grain and oil, but some were more remote. My village is full of widowed and lonely elderly people, and they have to find someone to take them off.

To distribute condolence materials, relying on local people alone is not enough, so Xiao Yao voluntarily joined the volunteer team.The art troupe and the material troupe are actually one. The material troupe is stuck here, and they can't leave for a while. The gay men in the troupe basically participate in the distribution of materials.Zhou Hairong said: "I don't think the weather is good. It might snow or rain, so don't go. The road is so dangerous. I don't want you to suffer."

What he said was outspoken, and the people around heard it. Xiao Yao was afraid that he was really like what he said, and everyone knew what he was shouting, so he wanted to go to another team. Zhou Hairong smiled and shouted: "Don't go! .”

He went to the next line, but the supervisor who assigned the task said: "I heard what Mr. Zhou just said, didn't he let you go?"

Xiao Yao was so ashamed, he didn't expect that in just half a day, most of the people knew that Zhou Hairong was interested in him.It seems that Zhou Hairong really wants to declare his sovereignty to the world.

He had a terrible headache, and when he was about to go outside through the crowd, he saw Zhou Haiquan and his team preparing to set off.

He immediately ran over, now only Zhou Haiquan can save him from the fire!

He looked back while thinking, and sure enough, he saw Zhou Hairong looking at him.

He secretly ran over, smiled and said to Zhou Haiquan: "Brother Zhou, can I join your team?"

Zhou Haiquan said: "Then follow me to Peach Blossom Village."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Haiquan agreed so simply, he hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhou Hairong, but it was a pity that he couldn't see where Zhou Hairong had gone through the crowd. He was actually very busy today.

Taohua Village, although it has a beautiful name, is the most difficult village to find deep in the mountains. There are only two families in the village, two widowed and lonely old people.Because there were few people and there was no need to go to too many people, they separated from the other team outside Wangjia Village. Zhou Haiquan carried grain and oil, Xiao Yao carried the quilt on his back, and the two headed towards Taohua Village.

Along the way, Zhou Haiquan introduced the situation of Peach Blossom Village to him.There used to be more than a dozen families in this village. Because it is located deep in the mountains, the terrain is too complicated, water and electricity are not accessible, and roads cannot be repaired. They have gradually moved out in the past few years. Only two families on the edge of the village have not been able to move here.

"Why didn't they move out?"

"I heard that they don't want to move." Zhou Haiquan said, "The old man is used to living in the mountains."

This is the third time for Zhou Haiquan to go to Taohua Village. They have to go up from the back of Wangjia Village, pass through the dense jungle, and turn over a hill to get there. Yes, it looks a bit chilly.The forest path was very quiet, and nothing could be heard except their footsteps.Xiao Yao looked into a house that was about to collapse, and felt that the house was dark and eerie, so he quickly followed Zhou Haiquan.

Because it is winter, most of the vegetation in the mountains is withered and yellow, and the ground is full of black withered leaves and dew. Although it did not rain, the ground is wet. Some particularly steep dirt roads are particularly difficult to walk, and some are slippery. .Zhou Haiquan stretched out his hand out of breath, and Xiao Yao hurriedly said, "No, just look at your feet."

Zhou Haiquan carried a bag of noodles, a barrel of oil and a bag of daily necessities. He felt strenuous walking on such a mountain road.He was fine, he carried two quilts, although they were big, they were very light. He wanted to carry one for Zhou Haiquan, but Zhou Haiquan refused, saying, "It's fine if you can walk down."

He quickly understood what Zhou Haiquan meant, because the Peach Blossom Village was really far away, and he climbed up and down. When he arrived, his legs were so sore that he could hardly lift it up. Looking up and down, one can see two houses hidden among dead trees and grass, at least one or two miles away from the main body of Taohua Village.

When they were about to walk, they saw a gray-haired old man holding a plastic bucket to receive mountain spring water. He turned around when he heard their footsteps, and Xiao Yao looked at him curiously. The other party was an old man about six or seventy years old. His body was still strong and straight, but he probably couldn't see people clearly, and kept squinting at them.Zhou Haiquan put down the things in his hands, and shouted with a smile: "Uncle Zheng, you are getting water."

The old man called Uncle Zheng approached with a bucket, and then he smiled and said, "It's you, I just said, why did someone come to us all of a sudden."

"Do you still remember me?" Zhou Haiquan said with a smile.

Xiao Yao stood beside him and laughed too. Uncle Zheng smiled and said, "We haven't had a stranger this year, how could I not remember, Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Haiquan was going to help him carry the bucket, and Uncle Zheng waved his hand: "It's too late to move." He turned to look at Xiao Yao, and Zhou Haiquan said, "This is my friend, named Xiao Yao."

"Young man is really energetic," Uncle Zheng said while carrying the bucket, "I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it. Yesterday, Old Chu told me whether Xiao Zhou would not come this year."

"This year came a few days later than in previous years," Zhou Haiquan said, "Is Uncle Chu still in good health?"

"He is still the same. He started to cough this winter. I asked him to go to the hospital. He was stubborn and refused."

Before they entered the house, they heard a voice coming from the house: "Old Zheng, Lao Zheng, who is here?"

"You have good ears," said Uncle Zheng with a smile, "Xiao Zhou is here."

Zhou Haiquan and Xiao Yao followed into the house, and found that although the house was dilapidated, it was very clean inside.Zhou Haiquan put down the grain and oil, helped Xiao Yao untie the quilt from his shoulders, and went inside to look at Uncle Chu.Xiao Yao followed him in, and saw an old man inside, who looked older, probably in his sixties or seventies, sitting on the bed listening to the radio, and when he saw them coming, he turned off the radio and said, "I was talking to you yesterday." Old Zheng said, why Xiao Zhou hasn't come this year, I'm afraid he won't come, but you came in the end."

"Uncle Chu, are you in good health?"

"Okay, okay." Uncle Chu said with a smile, "Sit down."

"What a fart, coughing all day long," said Uncle Zheng, and gave them two low bamboo stools.Xiao Yao hurriedly said thank you, and Uncle Zheng said, "You sit by the stove to keep you warm."

"Old Zheng, don't sit still, hurry up, kill that rooster, and cook two dishes."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Haiquan hurriedly said: "Don't be so busy, you two, we will go back later, there are still things to do."

"If you have anything to do, you have to have a meal before leaving. I stayed with you last year. Didn't you say that you would stay for a meal this year? Why, do you think the food we cook in the countryside is not delicious?"

Zhou Haiquan smiled and said, "We really have something to do, so don't bother your elders, just sit down and talk, and we'll leave."

"This rooster at home is just waiting for you to entertain guests." Uncle Chu urged, "Old Zheng, what are you still doing?"

Lao Zheng went out with a smile, Zhou Haiquan hurriedly chased him out, and said, "Don't be busy, really don't be busy."

But after a while, there was a fluttering sound from outside. Xiao Yao went to the window to look outside, and saw Uncle Zheng carrying a rooster out of the chicken coop. Zhou Haiquan was still beside him, as if he was reaching out to grab it.

It's been a long time since Xiao Yao saw this kind of courteous drama.Uncle Chu smiled on the bed and said, "Young man, I don't know what to call you yet."

"My name is Xiao Yao," Xiao Yao sat down quickly, and said with a smile, "Don't bother, we really have to go, it's going to rain outside."

"It's better when it's raining, stay here for two more days," said Uncle Chu, "Go and persuade Xiao Zhou, we have never met a single person in this corner of the mountain, and my legs and feet are inconvenient, so I can't get out Shan, we are glad that someone finally came to see us.”

Zhou Haiquan failed to win them over, and agreed to stay and have lunch before going back.He helped Uncle Zheng light the fire, and Xiao Yao stayed in the room to talk with Uncle Chu, and gradually got to know the general situation of the two old men.

It turned out that Uncle Chu lying on the bed turned out to be a veteran of the Vietnam War. He came back from an injury in the 70s and limped one leg. After we separated from our elder brother, we built a house outside the village and lived alone all the time.Later, Uncle Zheng also moved to this neighborhood. Neither of them had a family, and they usually took care of each other.In the past two years, his legs and feet became more and more inconvenient, so Uncle Zheng simply moved here to take care of him.

"The old man no one wants, we just want to be companions." Uncle Chu said with a smile.

"Does Uncle Zheng have any relatives?"

"He is more pitiful than me. He was an orphan since he was a child, and his family was so poor that he couldn't get rid of it. Later, he went out to work for a few years, earned some money, and built two brick houses in the north."

"Why didn't you move out?" Xiao Yao remembered that the country was still very considerate to veterans, and the government would definitely take care of old people with handicapped legs and feet like Uncle Chu.

"I've been in the mountains all my life, I don't want to go out anymore, I'll die here." Uncle Chu coughed twice and said.

Uncle Zheng lifted the curtain and came in, and said, "You are here again, telling the young man that you are not dead. Xiao Xiao, let's go, come out to eat."

Xiao Yao went out to wash his hands, only to find that a thin layer of snow had fallen outside, the snowflakes were finely broken, and the snow was not too heavy. When he came back from washing his hands, he saw that Uncle Zheng had already helped Uncle Chu out.Zhou Haiquan came in with a pot of hot soup and said, "It's ready."

"If I leave you to eat, I have to ask you to cook." Uncle Zheng brought out a small stove, put it beside Uncle Chu, and said with a smile, "Old Chu, Xiao Zhou worked so hard, did you bury you?" Luzhou Laojiao dug out a bottle?"

"We don't drink alcohol." Zhou Haiquan said, "Isn't there soup here, just drink the soup."

"On these days, you can just drink soup." Lao Chu said, "Then Lao Zheng, go dig a bottle, do you know where it is buried?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep a mark." Uncle Zheng went out after saying that, Zhou Haiquan followed him out and stopped him, Xiao Yao had never seen wine dug out of the ground before, and said to Uncle Chu with a smile :"I gonna go see."

Uncle Zheng took a shovel and walked around to the back of the house, measured a few inches under an old peach tree, and then went down to the ground with the shovel to dig a hole.Xiao Yao squatted beside him curiously, and said, "Is it enough to just bury it in the soil? Won't it lose the smell?"

"There's a cellar right now." Uncle Zheng dug up a stone slab as he spoke. He pried the stone slab open and saw two sealed pottery pots inside, probably because he was old. Going up, he stretched out his hand to hold out a clay pot. Zhou Haiquan put the stone slab on it and wanted to refill it with soil. Uncle Zheng said, "Farewell, take it all out."

"I can't drink it." Zhou Haiquan said.

"Dig it out if you can't drink it, save me and you, Uncle Chu, to drink it later."

Uncle Zheng said, this is old wine that has been in the cellar for more than ten years. It is two bottles of wine that Uncle Chu buried on his [-]th birthday. Kaifeng, very strong and fragrant wine.

"It's really a cellar," said Uncle Chu with a smile on his face. "When I buried these two bottles of wine, I was afraid that I would not understand the knowledge of these cellar wines, or that the cellar would break down and lose its taste. Buried two bottles."

The wine is good wine, Zhou Haiquan said "good" after taking a sip, although Xiao Yao didn't understand it, but the wine was indeed delicious.Uncle Zheng gave him a cup: "You want to drink two cups too?"

"I don't drink." Xiao Yao held the cup in his hand, "I'll drink a few more soups."

"Try it, there is no such good wine now." Uncle Chu said, "If you don't drink it this time, you won't be able to drink it next time."

"It's really good wine," Zhou Haiquan didn't know if he was speaking the truth, or if he wanted to make the two old people happy, he said to Xiao Yao, "Drink less, try it."

Now that Zhou Haiquan said so, Xiao Yao took the cup with both hands, and Uncle Zheng poured him a cup: "Drink slowly, don't worry."

Xiao Yao took a sip. In fact, he has limited drinking experience in his life. He also drank it when he was in the Zhou family. The Zhou family is rich and powerful, so naturally they drink wine that is more expensive than this, so he can't drink this wine. Good or bad, I just feel that the entrance is really not that spicy, and it is more fragrant.

"How is it?" Uncle Zheng asked cheerfully.

Xiao Yao nodded and said, "It's delicious."

This meal is all farm game. The main course is stewed chicken with mushrooms. In addition, there is a plate of peanuts, a plate of fried vegetables, and a plate of fish.Most of the time, Xiao Yao ate quietly by the side. He is a very careful person, knowing when to refill everyone's cups and when to serve everyone soup. He found that Uncle Chu loves fish, so he moved the fish to the In front of him, Uncle Zheng picked out the fishbone, picked two pieces and put them in Uncle Chu's bowl, then put the fish back on the plate: "The fish I cook is the best, try it."

After eating, it snowed heavily outside, and the sky was very gloomy. Uncle Chu coughed a little, and wanted to move into the room, saying: "If the master doesn't say stay, God will keep guests."

Xiao Yao drank two cups of wine, and his body was very warm. He ran to the toilet outside and went to the toilet. When he came back, he saw Zhou Haiquan sitting by the stove alone, so he went over and sat down on the other side of the stove, warmed his hands and said: "I think of an ancient poem."

"What poem?"

"Bai Juyi's, green ant's new fermented wine, small red clay stove, it's going to snow in the evening, can you have a glass?"

As he spoke, he laughed while roasting his hands. His hands were thin and white. Zhou Haiquan covered them with his hands and said, "Is it cold?"

Zhou Haiquan's palm was pressed against the back of his hand, Xiao Yao looked up at him with a smile and said, "Why are your hands so hot?"

"I have strong firepower." Zhou Haiquan said.