MMB Chapter 12 Adding insult to injury
Chapter 12 Adding insult to injury
While reminiscing about Hai Zi's "Moonlight", he watched the dawn moon over the ridge as he walked to the warehouse.
Chen Tuo planned to unleash the pent-up frustration from breaking ice and smashing dry pots at the educated youth settlement.
Find a brand new large shovel and start shoveling snow from the gatehouse.
Around the gatehouse, the snow crust, already compacted by footsteps, was a hand's breadth thick.
The large shovel, which wasn't particularly heavy, became like a hot knife for cutting butter in Chen Tuo's hands.
With one shovelful, you can get a snow block the size of a washbasin.
Tall, strong, energetic, and manic.
A healthy body for free.
Give us another chance to start over.
He then started humming a Northeastern folk song, which suited the occasion.
"The setting sun casts its last rays upon the western hills, a beautiful woman returns to her boudoir, her peach-blossom-colored face reflected in the candlelight..."
Wu Laowai huddled outside the wooden plank at the educated youth settlement, secretly watching Chen Tuo to prevent him from doing anything foolish.
Hearing the slutty tune, he lightly slapped himself in the face and quietly carried the fish toward Songling Town.
"This is a forest area, no matter how good that little brat is at writing, he still has to mail it out, right?"
As I said before, Songling is different from the villages outside the mountains.
Some towns and even some large villages outside the mountains have a larger population than Songling.
A large land area with a small population means isolation.
In the entire Songling area, there is only one post office that can send mail out of the area, and that is the Songling Forestry Company Post Office.
Without external factors.
Chen Tuo's idea of causing trouble in the isolated Songling is wishful thinking.
This is because Songling has a small population, and the vast majority of people there are not forestry soldiers or their families.
They are the railway soldiers and their families who maintain the Nenlin Railway.
The main population of Songling consists of the families brought in by their relatives.
Mountain hunters, vagrants, original residents, and educated youth, but they were only a minority.
This is also why Sun Changkui, who controlled the two rivers, chose to protect Chu Maolin.
Sun Changkui was a soldier under Chu Maolin's father, Chu Mingshan. Father and son were from the same generation, so they were truly close friends.
For someone like Chen Tuo who is unregistered, and for a few words that might have bad consequences.
Or it could ruin Chu Maolin's future.
Between the two options, Sun Changkui chose to minimize the problem and resolve it peacefully.
The purpose of having Chu Maolin find a puppy was to appease Chen Zhiqing, who was in a bad mood.
As long as Chen Tuo doesn't die, the rest won't be difficult.
But the crux of the matter is that Chen Tuo cannot die.
Few people knew about the family background of unregistered educated youth like Chen Tuo.
What if their family is capable?
If someone dies in Songling, it's hard to explain.
Halfway there, Wu Laowai encountered Chu Maolin, who was carrying a puppy in his arms.
Seeing this brat stubbornly ignoring him, Old Wu angrily said:
"Little blind girl, if it weren't for your father, who would bother taking care of you! That Chen educated youth is ruthless, don't provoke him again. You're not married yet, are you?"
Sun Changkui had his father's generation and his son's generation, and so did Wu Laowai.
There's a reason why he, a semi-native of Songling, didn't get into the forest farm.
It was only because Wu Laowai's father had once been a bearded man, but had also helped the Anti-Japanese United Army.
Because of this relationship, Chu Maolin's father, Chu Mingshan, helped Wu Laowai out.
The friendship from more than ten years ago has come to this day.
It was Wu Laowai who helped Chu Maolin by asking Chen Tuo for a favor.
The last resident of the educated youth settlement, if something really happens...
Chu Maolin, the deputy head of the security department who actually got things done, was bound to be implicated.
"So what?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Maolin still stubbornly refused to listen.
As the deputy head of the security department, with half a platoon of men under his command, how could he be afraid of a mere educated youth?
"What's wrong? Without this dog in your arms, if you cut off his lifeline tonight, he'll dare to kill you tomorrow. Get lost!"
Watching Chu Maolin awkwardly head towards the educated youth settlement, Wu Laowai curled his lip in disdain.
They say that like father, like son.
Blind Chu is clearly not included in this list.
Chu Maolin is a well-known "embroidered pillow" in Songling.
He's not even close to his father, Chu Mingshan; he's a deputy section chief!
He couldn't figure out how to plant trees on the mountain.
The two passed each other. Chu Maolin, feeling awkward, arrived at the entrance of the educated youth settlement. Hearing Chen Tuo humming a little tune, he was also furious.
But just now in Hetao, Sun Changkui didn't hold back at all when he gave him that kick.
Although he didn't know the seriousness of the matter, the places where Sun Changkui had confronted him were still very painful.
Based on Sun Changkui's relationship with his father.
Something definitely happened inside, and it wasn't a small matter.
"Chen Zhiqing, this is a puppy that Section Chief Sun asked me to bring you. It's just about to open its eyes, so give it some thin porridge first, and then it can eat something softer after it opens its eyes..."
Pushing open the wooden gate of the educated youth settlement, Chu Maolin angrily shoved the yellow-haired puppy at Chen Tuo.
He explained that Sun Changkui had told him to do it, then left without looking back.
Holding the trembling puppy, he watched Chu Maolin, who was walking with a bouncy gait.
Thinking about how their already meager reserves had become a bottomless pit, they realized that this was another problem.
Chen Tuo could only sigh and say that words truly do have power.
Having solved the problem of catching fish, they used the method of beating roe deer with a stick and scooping fish with a ladle.
As long as he can fish and hunt, his livelihood should be secure.
Carrying the yellow-haired puppy back to the gatehouse, under the 200-watt light bulb, the puppy's fur appeared brownish-red.
Thinking of the valuable otter pelt inside the wolf skin scroll, Chen Tuo's satisfaction with his harvest fell on the puppy.
"I'll call you Red Hair, hoping it will bring me good fortune."
Chen Tuo once owned a husky that he didn't like very much. After seeing what the puppy looked like, he knew it would grow into a big dog.
That's why he believed that the already meager surplus grain had become a bottomless pit.
A puppy made their already meager life even worse.
This was a question Chen Tuo hadn't considered before writing "Why is it so hard to live?"
Once a dog can eat hard food, its appetite will increase day by day.
Even puppies that are only a few months old have a bigger appetite than the average person.
If you eat well when you're a child, you're bound to be a foodie when you grow up; that's a given.
Having experience raising dogs, Chen Tuo didn't put the puppy directly into the bed.
Instead, he found a smaller cotton hat, tied a canvas quilt strap to it, hung the puppy on his chest, and tucked it into his bosom to familiarize himself with its scent.
It must be said that Chu Maolin has a knack for choosing dogs.
Even a puppy with its eyes still closed will become tame as soon as you raise it.
A puppy with its eyes open is a real headache to keep.
This is also based on Chen Tuo's own experience.
Clutching the puppy close, Chen Tuo sighed helplessly again, thinking of Chu Maolin who might come to deliver fish later.
Old Wu is right. The best way to integrate is through social interactions.
Looking at the moon growing bigger and bigger over the ridge, I guess it's time for dinner.
The guests invited us to stay for a meal, which only made our already tight budget even worse.
Although he kept sighing, Chen Tuo was in a good mood.
Having company and meals together, how wonderful!
He glanced at the wolf meat on the sled outside the door, then at the 45-liter cooking pot used by one person inside the house.
Chen Tuo could only complain about the registered educated youth.
They already had very little food, yet they still kept a large cooking pot for them.
That means he found a way to cook the food; otherwise, even the loss of firewood alone would have been unbearable for him...