Chapter 103 The Soul of Life

The fat man was shocked when he heard Wang Sanpao's shouts and slashed to the shore. Fortunately, it was only a dozen meters away and rushed to the shore in one breath. When he looked back, the fat man couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw a water line surging in the water dozens of meters away, a black spine exposed to the water surface, and a black flag was also worn - it should be the dorsal fin of a fish, but it was a bit outrageously large.

"Good guy, what's this thing? It's quite big!" The owner of the car also left the shore and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Water Monster!" The fat man suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed two words, then he felt a little painful. He didn't wear pants and was hitting him.

In the Fatty's era, rumors about water monsters often emerged. Although most of them were gossip or had ulterior motives, the word water monster was already deeply rooted in Fatty's mind.

"It must be a fish when looking at the dorsal fin, but this head is really big, I'm afraid it can really eat people." The boss of the car concluded based on his half-life experience of fishing that the big guy in the water was not a monster.

While talking, the monster in the water suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. The three of them stood there again and looked blankly for a long time. Then the fat man yelled and quickly put his pants on his body.

Boss Che and Wang Sanpao also came back from their shock and looked at the fat man and laughed: "This guy is quite cool."

The fat man glared at the two old people with a serious look and said, "I can't go down to swim in this lake anymore. I'm afraid that the thing is really for me."

"Yes, the speed is too fast, thanks to the fat man being close to the shore." The boss of the car felt deeply.

Wang Sanpao waved the hunting rifle in his hand and said proudly: "It's okay. No matter what it is, it can't hold the gun. If it gets closer, it will reach the range. I really want to kill it and see what it is."

"It is best not to touch such things, just like a tiger is the mountain king, it is probably the fish king in the water." The owner of the car said with a slight slight.

"Okay, let's have a meal first, and then go down the mountain early. The water on the top of the mountain is too cold and I can't stay overnight." The fat man soaked in the water for more than an hour and was really hungry.

Wang Sanpao threw the firewood onto the stone and started to make a fire. The owner of the car over there and the fat man cleaned up the fish. Seeing that the fish had thin scales and big mouths and its tail was larger than other fish, the fat man asked, "Uncle Boss, what kind of fish is this?"

"This fish doesn't have it anywhere else. It's a bit like Songjiang white fish, but it's smaller than white fish. It's used to be called a small white fish. Because the water temperature on the mountain is low, it grows very slowly. However, the meat is tender and it's eaten when cooking. It turns harder after a long time."

"I went down to take a shower just now and it was quite hot?" The fat man raised his question. If the owner of the car was not an old fisherman, he would have directly refuted the other party.

"Except when you go to the warm water area when you prey, you all live in the cold water area at other times. I guess I only know this now - it seems that you know it now." The owner of the car was complacent.

"Have you done it? Hurry up and I'll get some medicine water." Wang Sanpao ran away with a kettle. After the fat man and the owner of the car each roasted two slices of fish, he ran back with three green kettles: "This water will nourish the stomach if you drink it."

The fat man and the boss of the car were stunned at the same time, and their eyes looked at Wang Sanpao with a strange look. Wang Sanpao scratched the back of his head: "What's wrong? Baking soda seems to be put in the water, and he burped after drinking it, so he can digest food, so he nourishes his stomach."

The fat man and the car owner looked at each other and laughed. They both heard it as impotence just now, so who would dare to drink it?

I tore a piece of fish, which was as white as snow and as tender as fresh as big tofu. The owner of the car said it was right. It was cooked after only a few minutes.

He picked up the kettle again, and the fat man took a sip. As Wang Sanpao said, it was a bit of a sniff. The fat man's heart moved: It was probably because of the volcano, there were a lot of minerals in this water, which should be a good raw material for making mineral water.

Tsk, Daqingshan’s resources are so rich that people don’t know what to develop. But the most important thing at the moment is not development, but contracting it first.

After eating and drinking, the three of them reluctantly left Qixing Bath. The fat man looked back at the glass-like lake and suddenly had a prank idea in his heart: I don’t know what will happen if the photo of a water monster is posted online in more than 20 years. Hehe, I guess it will definitely be more sensational than Zhou Laohu...

The green grass and flowers were fragrant and pleasant. The fat man landed behind him with a shovel in his hand, digging a few wild flowers from time to time and throwing them into the box. There were two girls at home, so he had to bring some souvenirs back.

The level of fat people's appreciation of flowers is really limited, and the only criterion is that it can be intuitively beautiful. Because the sun shines here, the colors of the flowers are extremely bright, which is very dazzling.

It was not until the sun set that it gradually walked out of the tundra and began to enter the forest area. After all, the altitude was relatively high, and most of the trees growing here were low, mostly fir species, and occasionally some short pine trees, but they all had rugged branches and twisted branches, but they all took root in the rocks.

Because it is still close to the top of the mountain, the soil is made of volcanic ash and is very thin, and all the trees that can grow here are strong.

"Participate on the green mountains and don't relax. The vitality of trees is really amazing." The fat man felt a feeling in his heart. Aren't those farmers struggling on the poverty line like trees on the rocks?

"The fat man is a city man, and his belly is really a bit ink, but these are not really tough guys. If you see the iron birch tree, you will be a man." The owner of the car admires the people who can distort the words.

The fat man searched in his mind for a while, but had no idea about Tiehua, so he said, "Then you must see it."

"Look, it's in front." The boss of the car pointed with his hand, and the fat man quickly looked in that direction. He saw a row of low woods in front of him, with gray and white bark and curved branches, which was really shabby.

When I got closer, I found that the bark was cracked, as if it was chopped from top to bottom with an axe. It felt a bit bruised and covered in body, revealing endless vicissitudes.

When you look closely, you will find that the branches are twisted and high-spirited, strong and powerful, without a single branch facing downwards, even the newly grown tender branches, exuding a strong and strong aura.

"No wonder I'm called Tiehua, it's really tough." The fat man praised sincerely.

"Iron Birch Tree is also called Yue Hua. This season is the best time on the mountain. In the other three seasons, the temperature is low, the mountain wind is strong, the terrain is dangerous, the snowfall is early, and all year round have to fight against the wind and snow. This tree is the hardest to live." Wang Sanpao's face was solemn. He was also a tough guy. Perhaps seeing Yue Hua, he suddenly felt sympathy in his heart.

"Fatty, there are three monsters in our place, do you know?" The owner of the car asked with his small cigarette puddle and narrowed his eyes.

"I have heard of this. Outside Kanto, there are three monsters, the window paper is pasted outside, the girl holds a big cigarette pouch and raises the child to hold it up. I have seen it all." After all, the fat man had been staying in Kuangshan for almost a year, and had a personal experience of the three monsters. I remember when he and Qiqi first saw a child sleeping in the car, Qiqi shouted that the fat man would make one and sleep inside at night.

"Not this, the three monsters I'm talking about are 'The wood sinks to the bottom, the stones float, and the dead trees don't fall', do you know?"

The fat man shook his head. I have never heard of this: "I have seen the tree that dies and will not fall. I don't know what the other two are?"

"Stone floats are volcanic stones. You have seen it just now. They are the kind with slit eyes. They are very light and can float on water. The wood sinks the bottom and refers to the iron birch tree. This tree is hard and can sink the bottom even if it is thrown into the water. It can be used as a farm tool. It cannot be ground or damaged. It has a hard bone. Although this tree is only as thick as an arm, it has grown for decades. It is thinner a year. How can it not be strong!"

Wang Sanpao also took over the conversation: "Tie Huasheng can live for one or two hundred years in this place where his grandmother doesn't love his uncle."

The fat man smacked his lips when he heard it: the tree is not tall but virtuous, the skin is not slippery but hard, the dryness is not straight but firm, and the body is unyielding and life. Only this tree can be called a true "iron tree".

Suddenly, the fat man remembered the poplar in the desert. It is said to be a tree of three thousand years. He lived for a thousand years and never died. He died for a thousand years and never fell for a thousand years. From this point of view, poplar and iron birch have similar styles, one east and one west.

In the feeling of a fat man, those farmers living at the bottom of society are the incarnation of this iron birch. They face the loess and their backs facing the sky, sweat beads falling from the ground and eight petals, and they can barely make a living by fighting to the death.

However, living tenaciously, like this iron birch tree, is a tough guy.

The three men stood in the forest of Yuebi, and their hearts were filled with energy. Just look at the tree and you will know how to be a human being.

"Put the tent and sleep under the iron tree tonight, and get the tough guy." The fat man suddenly spoke.

The two of them naturally had no objections, so the three of them started camping and finished their work. The boss of Che and Wang Sanpao made fire and cook. The fat man wandered around the Yuebi forest. After knowing that the iron birch tree was Yuebi, the fat man remembered a Chinese herbal medicine that only emerged in his era - the Alpine Rhodiola. It is said that only in the Yuebi forest can Alpine Rhodiola grow.

A cluster of dazzling red flowers appeared in front of the fat man, and there was no need to even deliberately search for it. The eye-catching red will naturally attract the fat man's attention.

Frowning and looking around, the fat man saw more than a dozen clusters of red flowers like this, showing the color of life. The fat man was a little confused: I heard that it was a very expensive thing, and it wouldn't be everywhere like wild flowers, right?

Come to the front of a cluster of red flowers and look at it. The whole plant is more than one foot tall, with small leaves. The flowers on it are not a large one, but many small flowers are crowded together like a small red umbrella.

"This color is right, but if there are too many red flowers, I still can't be sure." The fat man muttered a few words, and finally made up his mind. He first dug a few pieces into the wooden box, and then came back with a whole plant.

"Uncle Sanpao, uncle boss, see what kind of flower is this?"

"It's just ordinary wild flowers, this is everywhere in the mountains. Fatty, you like to spend it when you have too, that's what the little girl does." The owner of the car joked with the fat man.

"I think Fatty doesn't like flowers, they miss their wife - what, Fatty, what's going on with you and Teacher Xiaoyu?" Wang Sanpao was even more straightforward, and he was just waiting for the wedding banquet.

The fat man looked at the two hipster-smiling old men and threw the flowers in his hands on the grass angrily.

That night, the fat man was lying in the tent, smelling the breath of plants and trees, feeling the power from iron birch, and sleeping extremely peacefully, just like when he was a child, lying in his father's strong arms.
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