My Husband Is a Mining Tycoon in the 90s

Fang Li

Fang Li fell on the bed, yawned, and cursed in a low voice: "I've eaten explosives, I'm as fierce as a fucking dog...

The end of the year is approaching, and a heavy snowfall is falling densely in the sky.

When Fang Li came back from the town, his toes were frozen stiff. He knocked off the snow and mud hanging from the soles of his shoes in the yard, and got into the bed when he entered the house. The shoes were cotton shoes, which were soaked when the snow melted.

After a while, Fang Li, who was asleep, heard the sound of a pickup truck in the yard outside.

He stepped on his shoes and went out to see that it was Qin Weidong who had returned from the mine.

Qin Weidong slammed the car door, saw him, his eyes were as cold as a knife: "Where the hell have you been?"

"Send money to my mother, damn it, she played cards and lost everything. She urged her life early in the morning like I urged me, and made eight or nine phone calls. I couldn't sleep because of the noise..."

Hearing this was the reason, Qin Weidong's expression softened a little, but seeing Fang Li stepping out with his bare feet and soaked shoes without socks, his expression became even darker. He strode over, picked up Fang Li and went to the house Li Zou: "If I can't fucking see you for a second, just do it for me!"

Qin Weidong threw Fang Li on the bed, and went straight outside to find shoes for him. Fang Li fell on the bed, yawned, and cursed in a low voice: "I've eaten explosives, as fierce as a fucking dog..."

His shoes were soaked in snow, and he felt that there was a layer of freshly frozen icicles on them. Qin Weidong picked them up and put them next to the coal stove to bake. Then he came back, took off his leather jacket, and grabbed Fang Li's legs. , wrapped around his cold feet.

There is Qin Weidong's body temperature in the jacket, which is warm.

Fang Li rubbed the soles of his feet in his warm coat, Qin Weidong walked out the door without looking at him.

Fang Li asked: "Skipping dinner tonight? Where are you going?"

"Uncle Peng has two rollers for sale."

"Then I'll go with you."

Fang Li kicked off his jacket with bare feet, and was about to jump off the bed. His feet didn't touch the ground. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qin Weidong turn his head, and he curled up his legs knowingly: "Qin Weidong, come here and find me a pair of shoes to wear. It's too cold on the ground. .”

"You stay at home."

"I'm going!"

To find Uncle Peng, you have to pass the market in the town. It’s almost Chinese New Year, and many small stalls will sell their handmade sesame candies.

Fang Li's shoes let him play with them when it snowed a few days ago, and they were soaked in ice by the side of the reservoir. He was eager to eat sweets, and pointed to Qin Weidong's work boots in the corner: "Hurry up, I'll go in your shoes."

Qin Weidong's shoes were too big and heavy for him. Fang Li couldn't wear them comfortably. He jumped up and put his arms around Qin Weidong's neck, urging Qin Weidong to carry him to the car quickly.

Qin Weidong put him in the co-pilot, the pickup truck's window was broken and could not be repaired, and it couldn't be rolled up, and the cold wind poured into it on the road, Qin Weidong turned around and went back to the house to get a thick felt hat, and put it on Fang Li's head .

"It's dirty hanging outside..! I don't wear it..!"

Fang Li stretched out his hand and pulled off the hat on his head: "It stinks to death, worse than the smell of washing gold in our backyard..."

Qin Weidong started the car and gave him a cold look.

Fang Li was jolted by the car, his hat was not completely taken off, and he pouted in aggrieved way: "Do you know how far I walked in the early morning to find my mother? How much smoke smelled at her place? Don't you accompany me?" Just let me go! Just know how to scare me!"

"Why don't you go find me in the mine?"

It’s okay if you don’t mention it, but Fang Li gets angry when he mentions it: “The bastard didn’t go looking for you! Can you hear someone calling you when you go down the mine? One shot after another, let’s just blow the mountain through, I want to go down Looking for you, but you won't let me go down the well!"

Last year, Fang Li was in a hurry to find Qin Weidong. He went down the mine alone. The slope of the excavation was [-] to [-] degrees. He took off his trousers and beat him until he cried for his father and mother. Fang Li still remembers the beating deeply to this day.

When we arrived at Uncle Peng’s house, Fang Li was still losing his temper. There was lotus leaf candy in the car, which was a local specialty of Chongsi. Yes, drivers who drive late at night rely on this to refresh their minds on the road.

Qin Weidong took one from the bag, put it in his mouth, swallowed the sour powder on it, and only the sweetness of maltose remained on the tip of his tongue, before stuffing the sugar into Fang Li's mouth.

"It's cold outside, you stay in the car, don't get down."

Fang Li had candy in his mouth, he was not so angry anymore, and nodded: "Hurry up, there will be no sesame candy sellers in a while."

Uncle Peng is a good gold refiner in their town. He can tell the good from the bad without unloading a carload of mines. It's just that his health has not been very good in the past two years, and he can't breathe even after walking two steps.Qin Weidong glanced at the two leaching ponds in the yard where the ore was refined. There was a cold bitter smell in the air, which was the smell of cyanide.

His son Peng Chao came out of the house: "My dad can't get out of bed anymore. He said that the two [-]-ton rollers in the backyard are no longer needed. The price is up to you. Take it away if you can."

Every household in Chongsi Town is engaged in the refining and processing of gold ore. Small workshops like Peng's are blooming everywhere, and the craftsmanship of ore dressing and dispensing is passed down from generation to generation.

Fang Li poked his head out of the car window: "Chaozi, why don't you come to my dad's place after the Chinese New Year and help the master choose minerals, and I'll ask Qin Weidong to send you money and take care of your food."

Peng Chao shook his head: "Let's talk about it, my dad won't let me do this job anymore. My aunt asked someone to find me a job in a winery in the county town. I'll go see how much it will cost in the next year."

How could he be as lucky as Fang Li? Fang Li's father took over an abandoned mine a few years ago. six years.

The two big gold-swallowing ore mills couldn't be taken away, so they had to be dismantled and reassembled. Qin Weidong called a few masters from the mine to cut them tomorrow, and took Fang Li to the town to buy sugar.

"Is Uncle Peng seriously ill?"

Qin Weidong nodded his head: "The lungs are failing. It costs [-] yuan to wash the lungs. I went to the hospital and came back."

Chongsi is at the end of Baishan Mountain. In the past few decades, the mine veins of good quality were often exposed on the surface. People in Chongsi lived on the mountain for a lifetime. When they were old, the mountain would naturally settle in his body and drag him I can't walk anymore.

Fang Li snorted.

When we arrived at the market, it was getting dark, and Fang Li urged Qin Weidong to buy him candy. There was no way, although the mine belonged to his father and he was his father's son, but it was true that all his money was with Qin Weidong.

"Will you buy it or not..."

Qin Weidong first took Fang Li to a gold shop he often visited, and took out a small piece of gold wrapped in flannelette from his arms, which weighed only seven or eight grams.

The boss rubbed the gold on a stone twice, and took out several bamboo sticks from the drawer to match the color. They were all green, eight yellow and nine five red. This is the way to identify gold in the town, which is better than the test in the city. allow.

After selling the gold, Qin Weidong took the money, Fang Li chased after him: "Qin Weidong, do you want to buy it? Go to the one in front, that aunt pretends to be too much for me..."

At the entrance of the sesame candy booth, Fang Li looked eagerly at the aunt who sold the candy: "Auntie, put some crumbs in there too..."

My aunt couldn't help laughing when she saw his gluttonous appearance, and scooped out the broken sugar residue from the bottom of the big basket for him.

Fang Li smiled: "Qin Weidong, look how good your aunt is, let's buy more, we can eat until ten 56..."

No matter how good he said, Qin Weidong still only bought him half a catty of sesame candy. He couldn't count the candy, and he could eat a full bag in a day. Qin Weidong didn't ask him to eat so much.

Fang Li was not happy, he ignored everyone all the way back, when he got to the gate of the courtyard, he jumped out of the car, and his grandma came back.

Seeing him, the old lady shouted: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu is back..."

Fang Li responded: "I'm back, I bought sesame candies, grandma, it's almost Chinese New Year, it's cold, so don't go up the mountain for a few days."

His grandma smiled again and said, "Okay, okay, Happy Chinese New Year, when your dad comes back, let him make a small wooden sword for us Xiao Wu, and take you to drive away the little ghosts..."

The Xiao Wu that Grandma Fang called was not Fang Li's nickname. In fact, it was not Fang Li at all, but Fang Li's father's first son born to his first wife when he was young, and Grandma Fang's grandson raised as a baby.

It's just that when Fang Huiwu was six years old, she was busy mixing medicine, so she missed it. Her grandson drowned while playing by the reservoir. Since then, the old lady's mind has not been sober from time to time.

When Fang Li went back to his hometown with his father for the first time, the old lady called Xiao Wu to Fang Li. His father was also filial, and he couldn't see the old mother thinking about his grandson so hysterically, so he left Fang Li with the old lady to raise him. .

It was getting dark quickly in winter, and almost every household locked their doors after dinner, and Qin Weidong was washing dishes in the sink outside.

Fang Li was full, and was holding a piece of sesame candy on the bed. Seeing that Qin Weidong had finished and entered the room, he put his feet into Qin Weidong's arms: "It's so cold, warm me..."

His feet lifted Qin Weidong's clothes and stretched in, his white toes pressed against Qin Weidong's fiery abdominal muscles and went into the warmer inside, curled his toes, grasped them, and rubbed them inward: "What's the matter, are you angry?"

"Just because I went to find my mother and didn't tell you?"

Fang Li pouted: "Qin Weidong, don't be too smug, don't forget who picked up your life, you don't listen to me completely, how can you control me so strictly ?”

Qin Weidong didn't even look at him, he pulled his troubled feet out of his clothes, took the double-barreled shotgun standing in the corner, and took the sesame candies from the table, Fang Li was afraid of him: "Okay, okay ..You can take care of it, you can take care of it, if you don’t think you are an old woman, just take care of it! You are 28 today, and you can’t sleep peacefully? It’s so cold to sleep alone!”

Qin Weidong ignored it: "It's almost Chinese New Year, and there are a lot of thieves at night. Uncle Pan and the others are guarding above, and I have to go up and watch."

No matter how reluctant Fang Li was, he agreed, and they all pointed to the pile of stones in the alleyway to eat. The New Year is coming, and everyone has to celebrate the New Year, even the annoying mine thieves.

"Then come back early."

"Go to sleep."

Qin Weidong took a shotgun, closed the door of Fang Li's house, and locked the door outside, before driving the old pickup up the mountain.

The author says:

Babies have a new article! !

Dear children who have just brought up Jiang Bofeng and Gan Xiaocen! !

Hahaha (with arms akimbo) I want to grow up with Brother Qin and Fang Xiaoli together again hahaha!

(Read the article in the cultivation department) Hahaha!

The difference is that Qin Weidong is more controlling than Father Jiang! (Much stronger, Father Jiang will "let go", but he won't at all.)

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