Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Wang An was taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously asked:

"My brother Wu is looking for me? Did he say what it was about?"

While asking Wang Dazhu questions, Wang An's mind was already racing.

Before Wang An entered the mountains, he had already organized the motorcycle factory and motorcycle shop in an orderly manner.

Huang Yufang, the manager of the motorcycle shop in the county, and Sun Jianhua, the manager of the motorcycle shop in Bingcheng, can handle the vast majority of the affairs.

However, matters involving sourcing goods from the Japanese and the research and development of the motorcycle factory still require decisions from He Liang and Ma Guoqiang.

As for the pharmaceutical factory and the gold shop, Wang An did not consider them, because the pharmaceutical factory and the gold shop had never been under his jurisdiction.

Wang An didn't hide his plans to go into the mountains to dig for ginseng from the old hermits, so Wu Dong and the others knew about it.

After Wang An finished asking the question, Wang Dazhu shook his head and said:

"He didn't say what it was about, he just told you to call him when you got back, but he didn't sound like he was in a hurry."

Wang An pondered for a moment and nodded, then said:
"Okay, I'll go to the village office and call them in a bit."

Turning his head, Wang An called out towards the door of the back room:

"Mom, when's dinner ready? Should I make a call so we can eat in time?"

Liu Guilan heard the sound from the back room and called out:

"If we hurry, it'll be another half hour."

Wang An agreed, then said to Wang Dazhu:
"Dad, could you please keep your eldest grandson and granddaughter company for a while? It's a bit cold outside, so I won't take them out."

As he spoke, Wang An kissed each of the two little ones on the cheek, then chuckled and said to them:
"You two stay home and play with Grandpa for a while, Dad will make a phone call and come back to coax you two."

After kissing the two little ones, Wang An put them on the ground. The two little guys giggled and ran towards Wang Dazhu.

It is said that grandparents and maternal grandparents spoil children the most, and Wang Dazhu and Liu Guilan, as the grandparents of two little ones, are no exception.

Whenever Wang Dazhu and Liu Guilan had free time, they would inevitably take on the responsibility of soothing the child.

Moreover, the elderly couple were not as violent as when they coaxed Wang An and his four siblings; in fact, they were incredibly patient, demonstrating their double standards and differential treatment to the fullest extent.

Wang Dazhu squatted down and opened his arms to hug his eldest grandson and granddaughter. Then he stood up and said affectionately to the two little ones:

"Oh my! My two precious lambs are so adorable."

The two little ones hugged their grandfather Wang Dazhu's neck on either side and each gave him a quick kiss on both cheeks, making Wang Dazhu laugh even louder.

Wang An suddenly realized that his parents actually really liked children, but only their grandchildren.

Wang Dazhu smiled happily as he carried the two little babies away, while Wang An also went out and headed towards the village.

When Wang An arrived at the garrison headquarters, only the garrison leader, Sun Dafu, was there. He seemed to be heading home as well. Upon seeing Wang An, he greeted him warmly.

"Oh, Xiao An, you're back! I heard you went into the mountains. When did you get back?" Wang An said with a smile.

"Yeah, I just got back. My dad said my friend called me and then asked me to call my friend back."

Ever since Wang An helped Sun Dafu's grandson, Sun Haodong, buy a motorcycle and saved him half the industrial coupons, and also gave Sun Haodong a bunch of gifts, Sun Dafu's family has become much closer to Wang An's family. Every time they meet in the village, they chat for a few minutes.

The two families used to have a decent relationship, but it was just normal interaction between people from the same village.

After Wang An finished speaking, Sun Dafu pointed enthusiastically towards the telephone and said:

"Call back? Should I call the number for you?"

Wang An waved his hand and said:

"No need, no need, I can do it myself."

As he spoke, Wang An took out a cigarette, handed one to Sun Dafu, lit it for him, and then walked over to the telephone.

To be honest, making a phone call these days is a real pain. You can't get through for a while. Either the switchboard is busy, or the operator is busy and no one answers or transfers the call.

Wang An called the number countless times before the operator's impatient voice finally came through the receiver. After the call was connected, Wang An quickly gave the address of Wuzhuangbu, and the operator fell silent.

Fortunately, the line wasn't busy on Wudong's end, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get through again.

When Wu Dong's emotionless voice came through the phone, Wang An said:

"Brother Wu, this is Xiao An."

Upon hearing that it was Wang An on the other end of the phone, Wu Dong's tone immediately became more personal, and he said with great pleasure:
"Hey An, hahaha, you're finally back! How was your trip into the mountains? How did it go?"

Wang An smiled and said:

"It's alright, not bad at all. My dad told me you called me, what's up, Brother Wu?"

Wu Dong pondered for a moment before speaking:
"There are two things, but it's not convenient to talk on the phone. How about this, if you have time tomorrow, come to the county and we can talk in person. Besides, we haven't gotten together in a long time, so let's get together while we're at it. What do you say?"

In this day and age, telephones offer virtually no secrets, as operators can hear every conversation between the two parties. Therefore, some things need to be kept quiet to avoid being easily leaked.

Wang An immediately knew that Wu Dong had something important to say, but he couldn't say it over the phone. After thinking for a moment, he realized that nothing major seemed to be happening tomorrow, so he agreed.
"Alright then, I'll go there tomorrow, and we can have a proper get-together afterwards."

Wu Dong suddenly became a little hesitant and said:
"Okay, by the way, when you're done, pick the strong one of your medicinal wines and bring me some too. I feel a bit tired lately and want to drink some of your medicinal wine to help me recover."

Wang An was taken aback by what he heard, somewhat confused, mainly wondering what aspect of "strong" meant.
Is it due to high alcohol concentration? Or is it for pain relief and fatigue reduction? Or perhaps for male virility?

As the saying goes, "If you don't understand, just ask," so Wang An asked directly:
"Brother Wu, what do you mean by 'strong'? My dad's brew is really strong, I reckon it's around 70 degrees. Do you want to drink that?"

Wu Dong remained silent for a long time, then suddenly said somewhat angrily:

"Stop talking nonsense. If I wanted to drink strong liquor, would I need to come to you? There are plenty of distilleries in this county."

Upon hearing this, Wang An immediately understood what was going on. Wu Dong wanted to drink some Three-Whip Wine, Suspended Sheep Blood Wine, or Tiger Penis Wine. (End of Chapter)