Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start....
Lao Jin is such a jerk that he refuses to let Wan Feng go into the mountains with him to hunt.
They said that Wan Feng was still young and it was dangerous to go into the mountains to hunt.
He didn’t say that when we were fishing the summer before last. I was only fourteen years old then. Why didn’t he say that I was young?
Hunting in the mountains is dangerous, but fishing in the river is not?
Why didn't you say it then?
If he wasn't Jin Xingbin's father, Wan Feng would really like to teach him a lesson and let him know why there are seven colors in a rainbow.
"Uncle Jin, do you remember when we went fishing the summer before last?"
"Of course I remember. We had a good harvest that day."
“Do you know why the harvest is good?”
"Just luck."
"Do you know why I'm so lucky?"
Old Jin couldn't answer this question. Luck is something that cannot be seen or touched. How could he know why he had good luck?
"I'm telling you, that luck was brought to you by me. How would you have gotten any luck without me? How many fish do you catch in a whole summer? Don't you have any idea? I'm a very lucky person. That fishing trip was proof of that. Now if you take me into the mountains, you might catch something amazing and have a big catch. Without me, you'll only come back with two pheasants like this time."
"Pfft! Crow's mouth."
"Uncle Jin, I'm not trying to make fun of you, but as an experienced hunter, you only brought back two pheasants this time. How can you have the nerve to come back? If it were me, I would have thrown away both pheasants. I'd rather come back empty-handed."
He went into the mountains for five or six days and only came back with two pheasants, yet he still called himself an experienced hunter. He might as well find a deserted place and commit suicide.
"That's nonsense! Who would go into the mountains empty-handed? Haven't you heard that a thief never leaves empty-handed?"
What kind of weird metaphor is this? Comparing yourself to a thief?
"How about I take you fishing on the Long River tomorrow?"
Wan Feng curled his lips and said, "I'll ask you to lead me when we go fishing on Longjiang River. I can do it myself."
"Do you have a net? Hey, if you don't have a net, you can just go down and catch it with your hands."
Wan Feng ignored this problem. How can you catch a chicken without a net?
Wan Feng was not as interested in fishing as hunting in winter, but considering that it was the New Year, getting some fish to eat was a good option.
"I can't catch any fish without a net? Don't forget I can buy them, and I'll just pick out the best ones."
There are plenty of people fishing on the Longjiang River in winter. I won’t eat fish without Lao Jin.
"Not to mention fish, I can even buy game from the mountains. If you don't take me hunting, how about you lend me your single-barreled rifle for a few days? I can rent it for a fee, and I can go to the reed pond and fire a few shots to hear the sound."
"It would be great if you could buy some firecrackers and hear as many as you want."
Can the feeling of setting off firecrackers and setting off guns be the same?
When I get the chance, I will definitely buy a gun and take it outside to shoot a few shots when I have nothing to do.
If I don’t have a gun, I can only go fishing, but I definitely won’t go fishing with Lao Jin. He is too slow at work.
I'm going to the riverside tomorrow to buy some fish to eat during the New Year.
The only way to get to the riverside is to ride a bicycle. Wan Feng easily organized a team of eight or nine people to go to the riverside.
The Longjiang River in winter is much narrower than in summer, and the surface of the river is covered with white, uneven ice.
Don't think that the surface of the Longjiang River is as flat as a mirror. That is absolutely not possible.
In winter, most areas of the Longjiang River are uneven, and in some places there are even small icebergs that are three or four meters above the river surface.
These icebergs are frozen blocks of ice.
The reason for this phenomenon is that when the river freezes, the surface of the Longjiang River is not frozen all at once, but freezes gradually and it takes many days to freeze the river.
Usually the river surface is frozen at night, but when the temperature rises during the day, the river surface melts and the ice floes flow and collide with each other. This happens repeatedly and eventually forms an uneven river surface.
But the entire river surface is not uneven, there are still many flat areas, and those who fish in winter usually go in such smooth areas.
And there are quite a lot of people, some in groups of three, some in groups of two, and some in groups of ten or eight.
After locking their bicycles by the river, Wan Feng and his men went onto the ice.
The narrowest part of the river in winter is only about one thousand meters. If you can pass through it, you can cross it.
But that is obviously impossible.
In 1983, Jiang was facing the Soviet Union. At that time, the relationship between the Soviet Union and China was not very good. If he had gone there, he might have been shot.
Because there was an iron watchtower every five or six miles on the opposite bank of the river, and there was a house under the watchtower, Soviet soldiers used binoculars to observe the Chinese side from the watchtower in the middle of winter.
In addition, the Russian patrols often drove around on the river in a strange device that looked like a track tractor.
Except for a few cities along the river on the Soviet side, there are probably no villages at least fifty miles outside the border line in the rest of the area, because no ordinary people have ever been seen. The only ones seen are Soviet patrols or people swimming in winter.
The Russians had the habit of winter swimming at that time. The descendants of these bears dug a swimming pool on the Longjiang River and often swam in it.
There was no one swimming on the other side today, it was very quiet.
Compared with the quietness on the Russian side, the Chinese side is much more lively.
On the river, there are not only people fishing in winter, but also fish vendors and Wan Feng and his group of young boys who come here to play and buy fish.
Fishing in winter sounds mysterious, but it actually doesn't require any technical skills. The ice on the Heilongjiang River is normally between one meter and one and a half meters thick. You just need to use an ice pick to pick holes in the ice, and then lower the net through these holes into the river water under the ice.
Doesn’t it sound very simple?
Whether the ice holes are five meters or ten meters apart depends on the length of the net pole you bring.
If the net pole you bring is only five meters long, then if the distance between the ice holes is six meters, the net will not be able to be carried through. It is best if the distance between the ice holes is smaller than the length of the net pole.
After the hole in the ice is dug, tie the pull line on the fishing net to the lower net pole and lower it along the hole in the ice. Then adjust the lower net pole to the next hole in the ice, and then use the pull line to pull the fishing net from under the ice. Similarly, a net is lowered under the ice.
It is much easier to pull up the net, just pull the net out from the fish outlet.
These are usually small pieces of fishing nets. If they are large nets that are hundreds of meters long, external force is needed and they cannot be pulled out by humans.
If you are lucky enough to hit a hole in the ice right above a school of fish, a stream of water will surge out the moment the hole is pierced, and this stream of water will draw up many fish.
However, the probability of this happening is not high.
Wan Feng and a group of young boys walked along the river towards the fishermen, laughing and joking.
The river surface was uneven, but it was also covered with snow, so it was impossible to even slip and slide.
This group of people came to the area where those people were caught in winter, fighting and making a fuss.