Forest Farm 1985: Raise a bear cub to climb the mountain

Chapter 167: Each Has Its Own Plans (Two in One)

Late at night, we set out to camp at Xiazhu.

Lin Sanpao, who had just finished his mission to find a village tonight, limped back to the yard.

He took off his shoes with difficulty and untied the leg bandages that had been washed countless times;

Compared to the pus and stink a few days ago, the wound has healed a lot now.
Although it looked hideous and terrifying, the surface had dried up and the surrounding area was still dark purple, but fortunately it was no longer swollen and pus-oozing.

He took a deep breath and stuck his feet into the snow. After a while, his frown gradually relaxed.

"San Pao! San Pao! Is that you?" Lin Jixiong in the room suddenly shouted, "I think I have a bowel movement!"

"Dad is here!" Lin Sanpao quickly pulled his foot out, bandaged the wound in a few seconds, and jumped into the house.

Ever since his second brother passed away, Lin Jixiong began to become suspicious. Apart from being afraid of the dark and talking to himself, the most common thing he did was, like now, he was not sure whether he had defecated on the kang, and he needed him to check and serve him from time to time.

In fact, in order to prevent Lin Jixiong from pulling the kang, the second brother used to serve Lin Jixiong regularly. Now it was his turn to do the same. When he uncovered the quilt, he found that there was no stench as he had imagined. Lin Sanpao's frown relaxed a little.

He knew that his father was making such a fuss for no other reason than to make sure that he had not sneaked out of the village - although there was nothing he could do if he had left the village.

"Dad, you keep preparing it. Call me when you're ready. I'll go wash it first."

Lin Sanpao felt very lost as he fiddled with Lin Jixiong's limbs, which were as thin as tree branches.
That sturdy old father will never come back. At this moment, he is just a breathing corpse. Dignity is as unattainable to Lin Jixiong as the breeze he enjoyed in the mountains and forests when he was young...

Although he knew that his father probably had no urge to defecate in the middle of the night and just wanted to see him, he still patiently stuffed the dustpan under Lin Jixiong.

There was a thick layer of wood ash on the dustpan, which was enough to ensure that the mattress would not be soiled after the job was done.

After finishing all this, he tried to walk steadily to the main room, took out the food from the pot and started to boil water.

The family had been unable to afford food for a long time, but if they joined the patrol team, they could go to the village office to get cornmeal and corn grits.

If not for this, Lin Jixiong would not have agreed to let him go out.

Because of his poor legs, Lin Sanpao was eventually grouped together with a group of elderly men.

But these old men who had come through the brutal times were all walking briskly, and they ridiculed him for walking slowly and taking his time.
The village that could be patrolled in 20 minutes could be delayed for more than an hour just to wait for him.

The patrol frequency of Xiazhutun is exactly once an hour within the area they are responsible for.

After being messed up by Lin Sanpao, even the old men who had little experience started to complain that they couldn't bear the work.

I reported this matter to Xie Defa more than once.

After receiving a tiger whip and learning about the Lin family's situation, Xie Defa had no choice but to act as a peacemaker. After all, if Lin Sanpao was not allowed to patrol the village to earn food, he would be killed and forced to steal and rob.

As a result, all the conflicts finally focused on Lin Sanpao.

There was not a single time when he went to the garrison to collect rations that he was not talked about;

“Only hard work can feed you.”

“At such a young age, he has become a veteran”

“The old are a burden to the young, and the young are a burden to the village.”

"He's obviously a serious young hunter, but he still hasn't done as much as Old Li Pao, tui!"

Every word was like a knife stabbing into his back, and within a few days, he was unable to straighten his back.

The flames in the stove were dancing, making crackling sounds from time to time.

Lin Sanpao's eyes slowly moved to the No. 16 hanging tube placed at the door. In order to change the status quo, he must strive for the upcoming specimen mission...

In Shisong Village, Zheng Xiaojian, who had just left the village, was in high spirits.

The village chief Ding Baoshan was injured and at home. He was the only capable person in the village, so it was almost natural that he became the most powerful person in the village.

Relying on his popularity and "power", as soon as he heard that the forest farm specimen collection task would be connected next week, he immediately found an opportunity to go to the village headquarters and secretly recorded several specimen records for Zheng Xianjie in advance.

Wild boars, roe deer, musk deer, elk, and of course, the most numerous are wolves.

Wolves are the core "indicator", and his son's chances of getting a good job in the forest farm all depend on these specimens.

"Captain Zheng! Come out!"

The militiaman with bandages on his hands trotted over and stood at attention. "Hello, Captain Zheng!"

Zheng Xiaojian was stroking the sparse hair on his head. When he saw the other person running towards him, he quickly put on his hat and twitched his lips.

"Ahem! Zhuzi! You look very energetic! Where are the others?"

"Report to Captain Zheng! They are all there! There is a storm over there!" Zhuzi held his head high and chest puffed out.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Zheng Xiaojian suppressed his embarrassment and pretended to be calm as he walked in front of the team.

He is currently in charge of all patrol matters in Shisongtun, and he leads the largest team. Because he has to patrol the entire village, the frequency has been relaxed to once every two hours.

When passing by a house with the lights still on, the team met a young man who came out to empty the urinal.

"Hey! Xiao Ding! Are you getting up to go to the bathroom?" Zheng Xiaojian greeted with a smile.

The young man snorted coldly and poured the yellow soup in the pot towards Zheng Xiaojian.

Zheng Xiaojian dodged nimbly and immediately brushed off his sleeves.
"Hey~ kid, your uncle cares about you, why are you so ungrateful?

How is your father now? Can he get out of bed?"

"Fuck you!" Ding Yu shouted angrily, and rushed to Zheng Xiaojian in three or two steps to attack him, but Zheng Xiaojian hid behind the militia.

"Hey~ Xiao Ding, why are you so angry in the middle of the night?

Do you want to go on a tour of the village with Uncle Zheng? Have a chat?

I have said it before, Captain Ding was the one who refused to listen to advice and insisted on going. I cannot be blamed. The whole thing was just a misunderstanding. Of course, I am also responsible for not protecting Captain Ding! I was indeed wrong!
So, I took the initiative to take on the most tiring work now, and I don’t sleep much every day…”

"Patrol your uncle! Wait until my dad gets better! Then we'll see how this account is settled!"

Ding Yu shook the urinal and said, "Besides, who asked you to patrol the village?

There are many people more reliable than you!

Do you really think that we don't know how you got this position?"

"Xiao Ding, you are spewing blood..."

The door slammed shut.

Zheng Xiaojian pursed his lips and habitually wanted to take off his hat and smooth the hair on his head. When he found that there were several militiamen standing beside him, he hurriedly stopped what he was doing and said, "Ahem, you just heard it. The son of the village chief said that there is no need to patrol his home!"

The militiamen looked at each other. Zhuzi blinked and raised his hand to report,

"Captain Zheng, this place is not far from the village. If we don't patrol, wouldn't it be dangerous?
Besides, there are many families around here, and if they make trouble, then…"

"Didn't you hear it? It was Captain Ding's son who said he didn't want us to patrol.

I just wanted to follow his wishes and not patrol his house, but there are many people living around his house, so how can I skip his house?"

Zhuzi was in a dilemma. He knew that Captain Zheng was narrow-minded and held a grudge against the Ding family, but he could not think of any reason to refute him.

"So, we won't patrol this area!" Zheng Xiaojian put his arm around Zhuzi's shoulder and whispered to a few militiamen, "When you go back, tell everyone else that there's no need to patrol here. If anyone asks, just say it was Ding Yu who said so."

"Captain Zheng, if we do this, the villagers living around Village Chief Ding's house will make trouble, right?" Zhuzi mustered up the courage to express his concerns.

"What's the fuss about?"

Zheng Xiaojian seems to be very sensitive to the word "village head".

"If you have any opinions, go talk to Ding Baoshan! Was it me who said no patrol? It was him, Ding Yu!

And have you forgotten what I just said? Ding Yu lives on this road, how did you skip his house? "

Zhuzi was a little at a loss when asked. He couldn't help but lower his head and clench his fists quietly.

"So, if the villagers want to blame someone, they can only blame Ding Yu. What does it have to do with us? After all, the Ding family is the one who actually holds power in Shisongtun!"

Zheng Xiaojian said this and led everyone to turn around and walk back. From then on until dawn, there were no more militia patrols in this area.

After finishing his overnight patrol mission, Zheng Xiaojian went home to eat a bowl of hot noodle soup, then went to touch the iron can on the stove in the main hall, which was filled with loose coins. He took out three cents, smacked his lips, reached in and took out another one cent, then hummed a little tune and went to the village headquarters.

Zheng Xiaojian called his old friend.

"Hello? Is that Lao Yuan? I'm Lao Zheng!"

"Old Zheng? What's the matter so early in the morning?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very hoarse, like two pieces of sand and stones grinding against each other.

"What else could it be? You're busy all the time, all for the kid at home~
I heard that the specimen mission will be connected with the village next week. When the time comes, if there are any good missions, Lao Yuan must inform me in advance~
My little Jie must perform well!"

"Yeah, no problem." The tone of the person on the other end of the phone seemed indifferent.

"Um, Old Yuan, if Xiaojie performs well this time, there shouldn't be any problem for him to enter the forest farm~"

"That depends on the specific situation~" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to stretch, "Isn't your kid very demanding?

I don't like other positions, but I'm interested in the acceptance position. This acceptance position is very popular, and there are so many people eyeing it. It's difficult~
If you are talking about other positions, there shouldn’t be any problem.”

"Yes, yes! I have scolded that kid so many times. What position is not suitable for him?
The forest farm is so big that even if you just turn it into a piece of wood, most people in the village will be envious. But he looks down on this and that. I really don’t know what he is thinking! "

Adhering to the principle that his son would not try to pass on the blame, Zheng Xiaojian put all the blame of "not going to any non-acceptance team" on Zheng Xianjie.

"Young people are ignorant, don't take it to heart, Old Yuan! By the way, what was the name of the young man who took the position in the acceptance team? Dai Song?
Will he be affected by this specimen mission?"

"What are you thinking about, Old Zheng?!" The voice on the other end of the phone became serious, "They have already made their decision, how could they be affected by the specimen mission?

I can only say that if you hit more, it will be icing on the cake, and if you hit less, it won’t have any impact. People have already put in the effort, don’t you understand?”

"Yeah, I understand!" Zheng Xiaojian's face fell a little, then he said seriously, "But Dai Song was pulled in because of the specimens. When he really needed to work hard to collect the specimens, or even to protect the safety of everyone living in the forest farm, he didn't work hard. Is this justified?"

"That's what you say, but let's be honest, Old Zheng, they've already made the decision, don't you understand?
Moreover, this specimen task is connected with the village, and the village is the unit. There is no hard and fast rule on whether an individual accepts it or not! "

"I understand, I understand. What I mean is, does he have the nerve to pull Dai Song into the acceptance team? Can he justify it?"

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Are you talking about Jiang Haohan?"

"Yes. Jiang Haohan recruited such a person with no sense of teamwork to join the forest farm, and he is in such an important position as acceptance inspection. Is this justifiable? Old Yuan?"

"Old Zheng, I understand what you mean. You hope that I can say a few words for you, squeeze Jiang Haohan, and then use gossip to force Dai Song not to go to the acceptance team, right?"

"Yes!" Zheng Xiaojian's lips curled slightly, "Old Yuan, I think this trick is feasible!

You have to help me, I only have one son!
At the beginning, I was the only one who had to bear all the blame for you. I can't enter the forest farm, but my son has to go!
He has to take over my mantle!"

"Old Zheng, your method is feasible.

The question is, how can you be sure that people will not be able to complete many specimen tasks?"

"Specified!" Zheng Xiaojian changed his posture and sat on the chair with his arms and legs spread out, his face full of confidence and pride.

"I've inquired about it. In Tuanjie Village, there's only Dai Song who hunts in the area. Apart from him, there's no one else who can stand up. They also don't have many militiamen. Because of this, Yongli Village has specially assigned five more militiamen to them!
What is happening now? A large number of Soviet wolves have entered the Greater Khingan Range!
In each forest group, on hills big and small, at the very least, each forest group will have at least one large wolf pack ruling the mountain, while other small wolf packs are constantly fighting. Lao Yuan, you are also an old hand, and you know how big the gap is between novices and experienced hands when facing such a situation!

Dai Song is guarding Tuanjietun alone, so what if he is given five more militiamen?

It’s good enough if we can just hold on to the village!

How could he have the time to go out and snatch the specimen from the wolf's mouth?

You see! The most specimens that Tuanjie Village can hand over are a few Sumao wolves that crashed into the village and were killed. Other than that, there won’t be any more gains!”

"Well, okay. When the time comes and there's a suitable opportunity, I'll help you to pressure Jiang Haohan. But, oh, let me say this first, Old Zheng, I can't promise you anything. After I bring this up, I may not necessarily do what you want. Don't blame me for not putting in any effort then!"

"No, no!" Zheng Xiaojian took off his hat, looking relaxed, "Aren't you ruining our friendship?"

"Hey! That's not what I meant, Lao Zheng!

After all, we brothers all remember your kindness in the past!

How could I possibly tarnish our friendship?"

"Haha, that's good. I was wrong about you. I'll treat you to some rare medicinal wine to make amends later!"

"Okay~ Is there anything else? If not, I'll just leave it now. It's time to go to work."

"Okay! We've been chatting for quite a while! My wife is keeping a close eye on me, so I have to budget the money for phone calls with my old friends carefully!
Otherwise, I will definitely come to chat with you as soon as I have time!"

"No, no! I can't stand my sister-in-law's temper. It's safer for you to come to my place for a drink when you have time!"

"for sure!"

Zheng Xiaojian hung up the phone with a smile, took out the three coins left in his pocket, happily strolled to the village store, bought a dozen loose peonies, carefully put them into the small aluminum kettle he carried with him, and then almost ran back home.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he howled loudly,

"Son! Just wait until the new year to replace Dai Song and join the acceptance team!"

(End of this chapter)