Era: 1979 From mountain man to richest man

Chapter 187 Late night snack, catching a thief, earthquake
It was late at night soon.

Many people in the Song family were asleep.

Only in Song Chaoyang's study room, the lights were still on.

After feeding the pigs, I was about to go back to the room to sleep. When passing by Song Chaoyang's study, she greeted him and told him to go to sleep.

Song Chaoyang responded, and then continued to read.

There would still be an earthquake for a while, and he wasn't too sleepy at the moment, so he continued to read the book. This was the textbook left by Kong Yun. Song Chaoyang browsed through it and looked at the knowledge points that he needed to focus on. .

I haven't practiced Ajna Qi for several days now. Those topics in my past life memories have been remembered, but the ones I haven't remembered are still a mess.

I can only look for it in books and see if it can stimulate my memory.

If that doesn't work, I still have to go to the Houshan Cemetery to stay for a few nights.

Not long after the old lady closed the door, Song Chaoyang heard something moving in Dong Qiushi's room over there in the guest room.

This guy has been sleeping since then, and finally woke up.

Sure enough, he opened the door after a while and came out to look for water.

"Comrade Lao Dong!" Song Chaoyang greeted him.

When Dong Qiushi heard Song Chaoyang's words, he rubbed his bloodshot eyes and responded to him:

"I'm really sorry. I don't have a good drinking capacity. I get drunk when I drink."

"It's embarrassing."

Song Chaoyang shook his head and said to him:

"Nothing happened, it's all my fault. I didn't know you couldn't drink."

After that, he asked Dong Qiushi, who smelled of alcohol:
"By the way, did you vomit?"

Dong Qiushi shook his head and said:

"I didn't vomit, but my mouth was a little dry. Come out and find some water to drink."

Song Chaoyang pointed to his room:

"There was a kettle in your room for you. The water in it should still be warm."

"Ah? Really?" Dong Qiushi was startled, and then said:

"I didn't see it just now, I'll go back right away."

When Dong Qiushi entered the room to pour water, Song Chaoyang walked to his door and asked:
"By the way, are you hungry? There is food left for you in the kitchen."

"After all, you fell asleep without even eating a few mouthfuls at night." Song Chaoyang actually wanted to say that he was drunk, but he changed his words when the words came to his mouth.

Dong Qiushi drank a glass of water and suddenly felt hungry.

There seemed to be no reaction at all when he went under the water, and it even made him feel a little hungrier.

He put down the cup and turned to Song Chaoyang and said:
"Do you have food? That would be great. To be honest, I'm a little hungry."

Song Chaoyang knew that Dong Qiushi ate two chopsticks for dinner and then drank a lot of wine.

It would be strange not to be hungry.

He nodded and said to Dong Qiushi:
"Okay, just wait, I'll go to the kitchen and bring it to you."

Dong Qiushi then drank a few more water, but felt really uncomfortable in his stomach, so he ran directly to the door of the kitchen. Song Chaoyang was holding a tray, which was filled with things prepared for Dong Qiushi.

Seeing Dong Qiushi arrive at the door, Song Chaoyang asked him:

"Are you going to eat in the courtyard or in the room?"

Dong Qiushi turned back and glanced at the dazzling Milky Way across the sky. For a moment, he was suffering from a literary disease and said to Song Chaoyang:
"Let's go in the yard. The Milky Way is out now. It's very special to watch the Milky Way while eating late night snacks."

There is also a pavilion in the new yard of the Song family. There is a table made of natural stone slabs and two stones. Song Chaoyang originally built it there for drinking tea.

But on weekdays, Dad is always there playing with his Feng Shui gadgets.

But Song Chaoyang didn't use it much.

"You are really artistic." Song Chaoyang walked out of the kitchen carrying things and said to Dong Qiushi.

Dong Qiushi said with a smile:
"That's nothing compared to you, you are the real artist."

"I can't write a novel like yours."

Arriving at the pavilion, Song Chaoyang put the things on the stone table, and then introduced to Dong Qiushi:

"This is a crock pot of chicken soup, reserved just for you. In addition, here is the cold pig tongue, as well as roasted pepper preserved egg, folded ear root, and a plate of diving kimchi with red oil and spicy pepper."

"What is Zheergen?" Dong Qiushi saw Song Chaoyang lighting a candle and went to a plate of side dishes to smell it.

Song Chaoyang picked it up and showed it to him:
"Houttuynia cordata, fire extinguisher."

After hearing the name, Dong Qiushi shook his head:

"Forget it, I can't get used to that."

It seems that only people in Southwest F4 are more receptive to this kind of thing.

Song Chaoyang picked up the bowl of cold Zheergen and said:

"Okay, I'll give you some jelly instead. You didn't get a lot of food today."

Dong Qiushi heard that it was jelly and agreed with a smile:

"Okay, okay, I like the jelly."

After Song Chaoyang went to change the dishes for him, Dong Qiushi looked at some of tonight's dishes by the light of candles.

Except for one hot dish, the others are all cold dishes.

At this time, Song Chaoyang had already walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of jelly and a large basin of white rice.

After putting it down, he introduced to Dong Qiushi:

"The rice is steamed. I don't know how much you want. Just serve it yourself."

Dong Qiushi thanked:

"Well, thank you very much."

He was already hungry by now, so he didn't rush to serve the rice. Instead, he made himself a large bowl of chicken soup from the earthen pot.

The flavor of this only hot dish is stronger than the other dishes.

Dong Qiushi had already moved his index finger and couldn't wait.

After taking a big mouthful of chicken soup, he suddenly felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, and he couldn't help but admire:
"Oh, this chicken soup is so delicious."

"What did you put there?"

As he said that, he started to search for the chicken soup with his chopsticks, as if to see if there was any secret recipe.

This chicken was a gift from my uncle.

The Song family fed him for a few days.

Song Chaoyang simply stewed it.

Dong Qiushi's reaction seemed to be that he had tasted a rare delicious food.

It was probably also due to his own hunger.

But of course Song Chaoyang couldn't say that. He smiled and said:

"The chickens in our mountains eat different food than those in the city."

"Really?" Dong Qiushi picked out a piece of chicken and ate it in his mouth. He felt that the meat of this native chicken was indeed very firm.

He nodded while eating.

Song Chaoyang said to Dong Qiushi:
"We are reluctant to feed them with grain. We feed them some wild products found on the mountainside, and some insects that are only found in the mountains. They are better than those raised with grain in the city."

"The eggs laid by the hen are richer than those laid by city chickens."

"Take it to the hospital in the city to sell it, and it will be sold out in a short time."

"People in the city know this is a good thing."

Dong Qiushi's eyes lit up. Today he really felt that the chicken soup was too delicious. After hearing Song Chaoyang's explanation, he immediately felt that the chicken he ate had the taste of mountain delicacies.

He exclaimed:

"Oh, that's it!"

Song Chaoyang continued:
"We actually have a lot of good things in the mountains, but we can't send them out because of the inconvenient transportation."

"Qingsong Bay is pretty good here. In the deeper ravines, those places have to walk several days of mountain roads to get to the city. When you are tired, you can rest in the wilderness."

"It's not easy to get out."

At this time, Dong Qiushi made a bowl of rice, then started to cook, while nodding in response:
"Well, although the road here is a bit far and the tractor-trailer road is a bit bad, at least you can still get to the car here."

After taking a bite of the meal, I found that the rice also had a fragrance. He hurriedly said:
"Don't mention it, everything in this mountain seems to be more fragrant than outside."

"With these good things, this mountain will definitely be better in the future. I've heard that road construction has begun here."

"It's because of the steam turbine factory in the county."

Song Chaoyang nodded:
"Yes, after reform and opening up, more factories can create more jobs. There is a saying that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads."

As soon as these words came out, Dong Qiushi stopped his chopsticks and looked at Song Chaoyang curiously:
"If you want to be rich, build roads first? Why don't I seem to hear anyone say that?"

"But these words are quite smooth and quite philosophical."

"You didn't say it yourself, did you?"

Song Chaoyang then remembered that this was raised by a fellow villager in 1986 in another time and space.

At this moment, people haven't realized this yet, and now I am the first person to say this.

Song Chaoyang laughed:

"Haha, just kidding."

"Hurry up and eat, it's getting late."

"Okay, okay." Dong Qiushi was also focusing on the food at the moment, so he chatted with Song Chaoyang for a few words.

At the same time he praised:
"These kimchi are so delicious, it's amazing, the food in the mountains is so good!"

"Woof! Woof! Woof!" At this time, the dogs in the yard started to fight.

Dong Qiushi was startled:
"what happened?"

"Woof! Woof!" The other one, Cao Wei, also barked.

It screamed and clamped its tail again, making a sound of "Woo...".

Then the other animals in the yard started to panic.

Even Song Chaoyang felt a vague palpitation in his heart.

And it's getting clearer.

This is an earthquake coming!
Hearing the barking of dogs in other villages, people invariably remembered the scene when the tiger came down the mountain last time.

Many people were alarmed.

The whole Qingsong Bay was in a state of uproar.

At this moment, a gong sound came from the fields outside, and then someone shouted:
"The people from Yangjiagou are here to steal the millet!"

"Dang, clang, clang, clang!" A series of gongs sounded.

Now every household in the village began to move.

Qin Wanshan had informed him earlier.

If it were other things, everyone might not be so concerned about it, but this is millet, the food we will eat later.

The robbers are coming and want to steal everyone's food rations, and no one can do this.

This is fatal!
So the young men jumped up immediately, quickly put on their clothes and headed towards the scene of the incident.

This is especially true in Song Chaoyang's family. The second brother got up first, then his father, and then Professor Qian.

When they saw Song Chaoyang and Dong Qiushi having a "candlelight dinner" in the yard, they were stunned for a moment, and then ran out without paying attention to them.

Dad also left a sentence:
"The third child is staying at home and is not allowed to go."

After all, Song Chaoyang grabbed water to make up the number, and was immediately given the gourd.

Now that he is at home, everyone can rest assured.

After a while, the light of various lanterns, torches, and flashlights in the entire Qingsong Bay Tianba converged into fire dragons, gathering towards the place where the gong was ringing.

It doesn't look very shocking.

Song Chaoyang also went upstairs at this moment, looking far into the distance, then watching the fire in the field, looking at the scene of the Yangjiagou grain stealing team being blocked in the distance.

This group of people is the same as before, with no guilty conscience at all.

Being stuck in a field, he was still very arrogant.

Mentioning the killing of the tiger again, he said that he would forcibly seize the grain.

Facing the old and young men in Qingsong Bay, they are few in number, but their attitude is very high.

It seems that I have a huge advantage.

Even if they were discovered, it would not affect their purpose of continuing to rob.

Song Chaoyang was speechless.

Steal if you are not discovered, and rob if you are discovered.

It is indeed the style of Yangjiagou, and it has not changed at all.

At this moment, people on both sides started to quarrel.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

In fact, there are not too many people coming to Yangjiagou tonight, and they are all good workers.

Although they were all young people, those who were good at fighting did not come.

On the Qingsong Bay side, basically the whole village was mobilized.

The number of people in Yangjiagou was at a disadvantage.

But they didn't show any signs of weakness in their momentum.

Instead, they started to argue with each other, and the curses became more and more unpleasant.

At this time, suddenly a young man from Qingsongwan couldn't help it and hit one of the Yangjiagou people with a pole.

This time the fuse was lit.

The people in Yangjiagou were not to be outdone when they suffered a loss, and they immediately started taking action.

They took whatever they had in their hands, and some even grabbed mud and threw it into people's eyes.

A few people who were not cautious were hit themselves and fell back with a scream.

I fell down at the foot of the field and into the mud in the rice field.

When the people on Qingsong Bay saw that their own people were suffering a loss, they all started to move and swarmed around.

Qin Wanshan, who was at the scene, waved his hand and directed the people to tie up all the people.

I want to take them all to the commune tomorrow and report them as thieves.

He wants to make things worse.

Qingsongwan has suffered losses for so many years, and he will take this opportunity to regain his position.

The person who was knocked down still tried to struggle and kept his mouth dirty, but was beaten again.

Song Chaoyang watched a large group of people being escorted back to the warehouse of Qingsongwan Brigade, followed by the mighty Qingsongwan crowd.

He frowned slightly.

Why hasn't there been an earthquake yet?

Could it be that this is also affected by the butterfly effect?

At this moment, Song Chaoyang suddenly heard a flock of birds taking off in the forest.

It's a big night.

Birds are blind at night and don't fly around.

Unless something happens.

Then before he could react, he felt the house under his feet begin to float up and down.

It was as if a pile driver was pounding the ground piles.

This floating lasted for just over a second, and then the ground began to shake from side to side.

There were rumbling sounds coming from the mountains, from far to near.

When we reached the valley, it became an echo like a cow's braying.

The sound got louder and the shaking got louder.

At this time, someone on the road outside shouted:

"earthquake!"

"earthquake!"

(End of this chapter)