There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Driving a car on the road, Zhang Guoqing wondered what the old man needs, besides wine, he had to ask Mr. Wang that he is a martial artist and should know how to keep fit.

The car drove so fast all the way to the door of Mr. Wang's house. After stopping the car, Zhang Guoqing went inside and shouted loudly, "Grandpa Wang, are you always at home? I'm Xiaowu, scream if I'm there."

"Smelly boy, why are you here again? Come in soon. Why didn't you go up the mountain today?" There was a loud voice from Elder Wang.

Zhang Guoqing entered the hall and went to the kang, "I haven't made it in the village today. I have to wait a few days. Don't I miss your old man? These things honor your old man."

Mr. Wang smiled and pointed his finger at him, "Let's talk about it, given such a heavy gift, you must be asking for a lot. You can talk about everything except tiger skin."

"I really didn't snatch your tiger skin. I just asked you to discuss something. My father-in-law, Zhou Xiaozheng, knows that? I have been outside for decades. I think he must have a bad body. He will go back tomorrow. What do you prepare for it?"

Grandpa Wang patted his shoulder vigorously, "Good boy, Grandpa Wang did not misunderstand you. He is filial enough. I will give you some tiger bone wine from last time. You have some good fur at home. You can bring it back and let someone make a small armor. Keep warm inside, and don't need the lower body. They wear too much as a soldier and it's not easy to move." After speaking, the old man went into the inner room.

Zhang Guoqing drank the hot tea and his eyes lit up. The old man must have obtained this tea from the mountains.

After a while, Elder Wang took a bundle of fur, a large bottle of badger oil, and a jar of wine, and put it on the kang, "You will bring it back to see how it works better. There is not much wine, this time. Drink it and it's gone. The next time you hear someone hit the big cat, remember to go up and ask for a bone. I will configure it as tiger bone wine for you."

Zhang Guoqing was embarrassed to take them all, "Grandpa Wang, you can give me a few pieces of this fur, so much is not enough. I'm welcome to buy all the wine and badger oil, and you can also give me some tea chant."

"Don't be so polite, why was it so silly last time? Take it back and stitch them together, there may not be two pieces, take them all. You don't like the rest of the house."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded. He didn't see his eldest son for a long time. He curiously asked, "What about the uncle? Isn't he already up the mountain? Have you been to the deep mountain this year?"

"I don’t worry about going deep into the mountain alone, so I just walked around. Waiting for a few days to make an appointment with a few from Laohugou to go deep into the mountain, why are you still going to go to the mountain? Personally, don't mess around." Old man Wang stared at him uneasy and exhorted.

Zhang Guoqing nodded quickly, "I know, I don't dare to go up the mountain alone, that pack of wolves blocked the way in the deep mountains. I haven't gone deep into the mountains in the past two years. Grandpa Wang, do you think there is a way to drive the wolves up into the deep mountains? Inside? I think there are wolves howling halfway up the mountain, and sometimes there are footprints. When encountering heavy snow, the mountain village below is quite dangerous."

Elder Wang sighed, "When I was a child, there was a wolf disaster. At that time, Taoist priests halfway through the mountain led hundreds of people up the mountain with earthen guns and drove them away. They can't be killed yet. Will retaliate. Now it is only useful to report to the army if there is a wolf disaster. Back then, I killed the wolf, in order to hide the smell for fear of revenge, I took a detour for two days before daring to go home. You should avoid it when you see it later. We hunters I am most afraid of encountering wolves."

"Grandpa Wang is still going the old way in the deep mountains? Is there any shortcut besides the old way?"

The old man shook his head straight, "It is still safe on the old road. There are many dangers in other places just by investigating the road. I guess there are at least a hundred wolves in Daqingshan, and my rhubarb dare not go forward. Where are you running now? I really want to go up the mountain, so I ran to the Linxian location, where there are no big guys except wild boar."

"My son was born and I haven't gone up the mountain seriously. At most, I caught some pheasant and hare on the periphery. The mountainside was still safe before, but now I see enough suspension. I have to look up the terrain and find a piece of land. ,

The old man laughed loudly when he heard that, "When you are free to go up the mountain with the veteran, they are planning to go up the mountain with the ginseng picker. There are many people safe. Okay, your kid hurry up and wait for your old man, remember to tell him, Don’t drink too much tiger bone wine at one time. Drink a small cup of wine for dinner every day. Badger seed oil scrambled eggs to treat stomach problems."

Zhang Guoqing stood up and watched him take out the jar and fill the waste paper with tea. The corners of his eyes were drawn. It was a waste of good tea. Seeing that it was almost half a catty, he hurriedly stopped, "Grandpa Wang, you keep waiting, this is good tea. , Can still be eaten as a meal. You save some use."

"It's okay. I will go to the mountains next year to pick up some tea and have new tea. This means that I don’t know how to do it. If I meet someone who knows how to do it, it will be a top-grade one. Unexpectedly, the tea is very fragrant. It is almost the same as the good tea of ​​Wang Wanwanjia in the early years. You can pick more than 20 catties every year for Qingming, and it will be good for a year. You must have seen that tea tree I didn’t notice, it’s not far from behind me."

"Your craft is fine. We can still find a tea-tea maker here? Where did you learn this craft? Stir-fried tea is popular in the south, but it's really hard to find in the north."

Elder Wang wrapped the tea and handed it to him, "The young ones can learn from the world, and when they are old, they will stir-fry them and drink them. Take them back and drink them and like to come over after Qingming next year."

Zhang Guoqing took the tea, picked up the fur and the wine jar, held the things, said goodbye to the old man Wang with a smile, returned to the car, and drove to the county seat.

He drove all the way to the master tailor in the alleys of the street, looked at there were no guests, and came to the door with fur.

When the tailor saw Zhang Guoqing coming to the door, he quickly put down his work, "Why come here so early, your clothes will take two days."

Zhang Guoqing smiled apologetically, "Master, don't get me wrong. I am looking for you today and want you to help. You can see if these furs can help me get a job, and I will have it tomorrow. Just make two jackets to wear inside. "

The tailor thought for a while, and shook his head, "I really can't get out tomorrow, do you think the day after tomorrow? There will be a family to marry a daughter-in-law tomorrow, and this morning he brought the fabric to make the groom's clothes. Does your daughter-in-law sew? This is very simple. Just stitch it up. If you don't have a sewing machine, you can come and sew it on. Anyway, put it inside."

Zhang Guoqing shook his head regretfully, "People will leave the Northeast tomorrow. Then I will think of a way."

"Then you can see who can stitch it together at home. After you connect it, take it and I'll sew it on. And you have to buy fabrics to take back. You go back and have a look. There's no way. You can bring it to me at night. I'll help you catch one to take away tomorrow."

When Zhang Guoqing heard the words, he patted his head and picked up the fur, "Okay, then I'll go back and see if there is any fabric at home. It's really not possible, just use one piece first."

Zhang Guoqing went around to the supply and marketing agency and bought a pack of needles and a bunch of black threads. He drove the car to the house in a hurry. He decided to find his own wife, and made it exquisite with Jiaojiao's craftsmanship. If he wasn't afraid to get her tired Nor will it find a tailor.

After the car was parked, Zhang Guoqing's things were bundled into a ball, and there was nothing unusual, and the wine jar was also all-inclusive, and he walked quickly to the main room.