Although it is Inner Mongolia, it is actually not far from Heilongjiang and almost to the border with Outer Mongolia. The residents are mainly Han, with only a few Manchu and Mongolian people. If you have never been to Ganggangyingzi, you will never be able to imagine that place.

How difficult it was. There were six of us educated youths in total, four men and two women. As soon as we arrived, we were dumbfounded. We were surrounded by rolling mountains and endless virgin forests. After leaving the village and walking for hundreds of miles, we could see everything.

Not a single person was seen.

There are no roads at all here, let alone electricity. Lighting an oil lamp is considered a cadre's treatment. Using a flashlight here is equivalent to living in a presidential suite today. It is completely unimaginable in the city. At that time, we thought that all parts of the motherland were upstairs.

Downstairs, there's a light and telephone.

But at that time, I also felt fresh. I had never seen such a big mountain, and it was the first time to eat many things produced in the mountain. The mountains nearby are relatively rich, and there are many mountain products. You can also catch fish in the river, so you don’t have to worry about not having enough to eat.

Later, after returning to the city, I heard that they went to Shaanxi to join the queue and said that they were really complaining. They had not seen a decent grain of food in the past few years.

The work of the educated youth is not too heavy, because this place relies on mountains and there are not many crops grown. In the summer evenings, we take turns going to the fields to look at the crops. Because we are afraid of being eaten by wild animals, one or two of us have to stay in the crop fields every night.

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The crops in the mountains are not like thousands of miles of green gauze tents like those in the North China Plain. They are planted one field in the east and one in the west. Wherever the land is flat, a field is opened. So I have to go out often at night. This night, I happened to catch up with Fatty. Fatty was in the grass.

I was sleeping in the shed. I went out for a walk and saw that nothing happened, so I felt ready to go back to sleep.

When I was approaching the hay shed, I saw a large round white shadow not far from the hay shed. I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully. It was indeed not a dazzling sight, but it was too dark to see anything.

I don’t know, I didn’t believe in ghosts at that time and thought it was some kind of animal, so I picked up a wooden stick and tried to drive it away.

There was a white thing in the darkness, and it was still shaking slightly. What on earth was it? It didn't look like an animal. But if it wasn't an animal, why would it be moving? It was too dark, and I didn't have a kerosene lamp to illuminate it, so I couldn't tell.

Find out what it is.

Although I am not afraid of ghosts, I still have some fear when facing unknown things. I dare not hit it directly with a stick. The stick in my hand is actually a thick branch picked up from the ground. I use

The branch gently poked the pile of white things, which were very soft. Suddenly, in the darkness, I heard the fat man yelling: Hu Bayi, why are you poking me with the branch?

It was a false alarm. It turned out that the fat man ate unclean fruit during the day and had a stomachache at night. He squatted there to let the grass grow, and his eyes were conspicuous in the dark.

The next morning, the fat man reluctantly asked me to compensate him. He claimed that he scared me to death of more than one million brain cells last night. I asked, "How can you have so many brain cells in your brain?"

He is a poor bachelor who accepted the supreme order and came to the countryside to receive the necessary re-education of poor and lower-middle peasants. What compensation do you want me to give you? I can tell you in advance. As your close revolutionary comrade, all I have left is

This is the last pair of pants I'm wearing now. You won't ask me to compensate you with these pants, right?

The fat man said with a bad smile on his face, that's not necessary. I saw a very big honeycomb in the old forest in Tuanshanzi yesterday. You and I will go and poke the honeycomb. Let's get some honey to drink with water. You can also use honey to drink it.

Her father exchanged the swallows for rabbit meat.

Yanzi is the name of a girl. Her father is a famous old hunter in the village. Fatty and I both live in her family's educated youth area. The father and daughter often go hunting in the mountains and treat us to game from time to time. We always feel that we always eat other people's food.

I feel a bit sorry for the good things, but we are too poor and have nothing to use to pay back Yanzi and his daughter.

The fat man found a big beehive, so we decided to get some honey and give it to the swallows. Both of us have short tempers and do what we say. In the past, in the city, the fat man and I were famous naughty kings in the military region.

A honeycomb is nothing, and tricks ten times more powerful than this are often performed.

I was afraid of getting lost, so I asked Yanzi to borrow his hunting dog. It was a half-grown puppy that Yanzi raised by himself. Yanzi named the puppy Li Zihuang and was reluctant to take it out hunting.

Seeing that we were going to Tuanshanzi to play, he lent us the dog.

Tuanshanzi is not far from our village in a straight line, but because there is no road, we have to walk over the mountains and ridges for half a day to get there. This forest is huge. The people in the village have warned us not to go in, saying that there are bears in it. We saw

There was a man with only half of his face in the village. He had encountered a man-bear here when he was a child. Fortunately, Yanzi's father arrived in time, shot the man-bear away, and saved him. But the child's face was still covered in

The man-bear took a lick, and his tongue was full of inverted flesh thorns. He licked off a large piece of meat. He had no eyes or ears on the left side of his face, and his nose and mouth were crooked. He was in his forties.

He still couldn't find a wife, and the old people in the village would shed tears when they talked about him.

Although we are brave, we dare not enter the virgin forest rashly. The beehive that the fat man mentioned was found at the edge of the forest when he and the villagers came to collect pine nut oil. The beehive was on a big tree near a stream outside the forest.

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But unexpectedly, this honeycomb was too big, bigger than the ones we had poked before combined. From a distance, it looked like a calf without limbs hanging on a tree, and it was so dark inside.

Huge stinging bees flew around, their buzzing sound deafening.

I said, Fatty, just cheat on me. Is this a honeycomb? This is just like a big hornet atomic bomb. It's going to blow up. Fatty said yes. If it were an ordinary honeycomb, would I still need to find you? I would do it myself.

It was solved easily, how dare you do it?

I said it doesn't matter, our team is invincible, we are not even afraid of the planes and tanks of the US imperialists, but if we are afraid of a few little bees, they are just paper tigers. Damn it, we will eat honey today.

Having said that, you can't act recklessly. If you make a slight mistake, you will be stung to death by a wasp. This kind of wasp is so huge that it must be poisonous. You don't need to take too many, just one or two bites and you're done. There happens to be a small river next to it, so this is it.

I asked God to help me. I first took out a piece of cake and broke it into two pieces. I fed Chestnut Huang to eat and let it run away. Then we each put on the military coats we brought, wore dog-skin hats and scarves, and wore

Putting on gloves, the front of the hat was covered with a transparent sand towel borrowed from a female educated youth. After checking that there was no exposed flesh on the whole body, the fat man found two hollow reeds, one for each person, and prepared to jump into the river later.

Used to breathe when avoiding swarm attacks.

After getting ready, like two bloated bears, the two of us staggered to the foot of the tree step by step. I held a ball of winter seed grass and matches in my hands and waited while the fat man took a long pole and counted: three. Count.

When it was three, I used a long pole to stab the connection between the hive and the tree trunk. I didn't stab it four or five times. The huge honeycomb fell to the bottom of the tree with a clatter, and the countless hornets inside immediately flew out like a camp. They flew out in the sky.

A large black mist formed, buzzing over our heads.

I was well prepared in advance. Regardless of the swarm's attack, I lit the winter seed grass with a match and placed it in the downdraft next to the honeycomb. The giant bees flying out of it lost their sense of direction as soon as they were smoked and flew everywhere.

, Fatty and I used soil to build a firewall around the burning withered grass to prevent a mountain fire from forming.

At this time, the wasps that had not been affected by the smoke had recognized their targets and pounced on us one after another. I felt like there was a loud popping noise on my head like hail falling. I did not dare to stop any longer, so I hurriedly ran to the side with the fat man.

The creek was not deep, only less than one meter deep. We plunged to the bottom, and all the wasps on our bodies were washed away by the stream. I held down the dog-skin hat on my head with one hand to prevent it from being washed away by the water, and the other

Take out the reed with your hand and breathe.

After a long time, I finally showed my head. I found that the bees were either drowned in the water or fainted by the smoke. There was no danger anymore. Although it was midsummer, the stream in the mountain was cold, and my whole body was already frozen by the stream.

Shaking, I finally climbed ashore and lay on the rocks, gasping for air. The sun on my head warmed my whole body, which made me feel indescribably comfortable.

After a while, the fat man couldn't hold on anymore and climbed up to the shore unsteadily. Just halfway, he suddenly let out an ouch and raised his arm fiercely. There was a big gash on his hand, and blood was flowing out.

I quickly went down to the stream to help him. The fat man held the wound tightly and said, "Be careful, there seems to be a broken bowl in the river and it stabbed me to death."

There was no one living nearby, so how could there be a broken bowl? I got curious, so I took off my clothes, dived into the stream with my arms bare, and groped around. I found half a broken porcelain bowl where the fat man was stabbed, and looked at the bowl.

The style and blue pattern are somewhat similar to the Northern Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain that my grandfather collected.

My grandfather’s antique calligraphy and paintings were all smashed by the Red Guards when they were destroying the Four Olds. I didn’t expect to see fragments of such antiques in this deep mountain and forest. It’s really kind of familiar, but this thing is nothing to me.

I raised my hand and threw the half broken bowl far into the woods.

The fat man also stripped off his soaked clothes, randomly wrapped up the cuts on his hands, and jumped into the stream again. We both took a bath, and then hung our clothes, shoes and socks one by one on the pebbles by the stream to dry.

, I whistled to greet Li Zihuang to come back.

I saw Chestnut Yellow running back from a distance with a fat gray hare in its mouth. I don’t know what happened to this unlucky rabbit. It actually hit Chestnut Yellow, a hound who was still in the internship period.

When I saw a hare, I was overjoyed and rolled around on the ground with chestnuts in my arms. It was such a good dog. I broke off a large piece of honeycomb from the hive to reward it.

The fat man said: Let's find someone to raise some puppies when we go back. From now on, we will have rabbit meat to eat every day.

I said: You have a good idea. There are many rabbits in the mountains, but they can't stop you from eating them. Don't talk nonsense now, I'm really a little hungry. You quickly put away the rabbits, and I'll collect firewood to make a fire.

The fat man washed and skinned the rabbit by the stream. I picked up a bunch of dry pine branches and lit a bonfire. I spread a thick layer of honey on the skinned hare and grilled it on the fire. After a while, the honey was made.

The aroma of roasted rabbit meat wafted in the air. I cut off the rabbit head and fed it to the dog. I cut the remaining rabbit meat in half and the fat man ate it happily. I have never eaten anything so fragrant in my life.

, I almost swallowed it with my own fingers. Although there is no oil or salt to season it, the hare meat, which is spread with wild honey and grilled with pine branches, has a unique natural flavor. I would never have imagined that such delicious food could be found in the world in the city.

Things. The life of educated youth is full of hardships and joys. We were driven to remote mountainous areas by society. While we lost some things, we also gained some things that were not available in the city. It seems that there are some things in life that I'm afraid

It cannot be measured by gains and losses.

After eating, seeing that it was getting late and the clothes were almost dry, they used thick branches to thread the huge honeycomb. The two of them carried it up one after the other and returned to the village singing revolutionary songs: The sky is so big and the earth is so big~ It’s not as big as the earth.

We are all determined, we are dear to each other, we are dear to each other, and we are not as close as we are to each other. This is how we sing the song of victory together. The only thing that is not very harmonious is that our loud revolutionary songs are mixed with the barking of chestnut-yellow dogs in excitement.

The sound made me feel a bit like the atmosphere in the movie when the Japanese invade the village.

When I returned to the village, I saw that most of the people were missing, so I asked Yanzi: Yanzi, where have your father and the others gone?

Yanzi answered while helping us carry the beehive: The Chaganha River was flooded, and the wood in the forest farm was soaked. At noon, most people in the village went there to help move the wood. The party secretary asked me to tell you, take a good look at the crops.

If they get into trouble, it will take them seven or eight days to come back.

I don't like to hear other people's words about not letting me get into trouble, as if I was born to get into trouble everywhere, so I said to Yanzi: The branch secretary is drunk and confused, no matter what trouble we get into, we are all good boys.

Yanzi smiled and said, why don't you cause trouble? After these educated youths in the city came, the hens in the village became so noisy that they stopped laying eggs.

The other two male educated youths we were with also went to the forest farm, leaving only Fatty and I and two other female educated youths. We were not sent to work in the forest farm because we went out to play. We felt very lucky and put the honey into the jar.

There are more than ten large earthen pots filled. Yanzi said that the remaining honeycombs can be eaten as vegetables. In the evening, he will fry the honeycombs with roe deer meat for you.

When it comes to eating fat people, I feel happy, saying that our little life today is similar to the Chinese New Year. I just ate roast rabbit meat in the afternoon, and ate roe deer meat and fried honeycomb in the evening. My mouth watered. The swallow asked us where we roasted it.

Rabbit, I told you what happened. Swallow said, oh, don't mess around with it. Roast hare on the edge of the old forest. The smell of the meat will attract the man and the bear.

After hearing what she said, we remembered that it was really too dangerous. Fortunately, the man-bear was probably sleeping today so he didn't smell the aroma of barbecue. While I was helping Yanzi light the fire, I told him that the fat man's hand was pricked by a broken bowl in the stream.

Why, how could there be that kind of blue and white porcelain bowl from the Song Dynasty in a place with barren mountains and wild ridges?

Yanzi said that was not new at all. When a girl in our village gets married, every family will have several bottles and cans as dowry, all of which are fished out of the river.

The more I listened, the more strange it became that antique swallows could be caught in the river. I pulled out two porcelain vases from under the bed for me to see: they didn’t grow in the river, they all washed down from the upper reaches. The source of these rivers near our village.

They are all in Niuxin Mountain in Lamagou. I heard from the old people that the mountain is where the tomb of a queen mother from the Liao Kingdom and the Jin Kingdom is buried. The good things buried in it have disappeared. Many people want to find that tomb, but it’s not impossible.
To be continued...