Hai clan had two large mountain forests in Fa Gu, about twenty miles northwest of Lu Long Stream, behind the mountain west of Lu Chu Bi. The Qiyun dam of Qujing was just beyond the forest farm.
This was the pine tree farm that Old Master Hai had painstakingly managed for many years. Some were already fifty to sixty feet tall and were more than a hug thick. Every late autumn, they would form countless loose buns.
At that time, he would have to find 20 to 30 beautiful Yi girls and handsome young men who loved to sing and dance to pick pine nuts.
The man tied a long bamboo stick to a sickle, climbed up the tree, and cut off the loose buns one by one. The woman carried the basket on her back and picked up the loose bags that had fallen to the ground one by one and poured them onto the firewood pile in the open space.
Then, he lit the firewood and opened his mouth to beat the pine nuts on the straw mat.
They surrounded the fire pit and sang as they fought. What a beautiful folk song.
They sang,"
Tall trees hang loose,
They were just some golden dolls.
I'm cutting with my sickle on the tree,
My sister is picking up the turnips on the ground.
The pine nuts on fire creaked,
Her small mouth was wide open as she laughed.
The stick gently knocked,
Pine nuts fell.
The joyous scene would last for a few days in each forest. Old Master Hai loved this kind of scene the most. Every time it came to this time, he would go and watch and liven things up. Not only did he provide them with lunch, but he also paid them their wages.
Old Master Hai believed that every year when pine nuts were being beaten, he would invite these young people to the forest farm to dance and sing, and the forest farm would prosper.
One had to know that the forest farm was his treasure bowl. There were seven or eight big bags of pine nuts harvested every year. The pine nuts here were big and plump, and they were very delicious. Other than giving them to the county and district officials, they would use horses to carry them to Qujing to sell.
In between the two forest mountains was a deep green forest covered with thorns. There was a mountain spring water flowing through the Qing, and all kinds of wild animals often appeared. There was a large piece of flat land on a hillside with a few bungalows. This was the residence of the Forest Watchman. There were four people in total, and they were all strong men in their forties or fifties.
They raised chickens, grew vegetables, and farmed here. They brought two hunting rifles with them, and the Hai family even gave them a wolfhound. Old Master Hai trusted them very much. In addition to paying them wages on time, he also constantly sent them food, oil, and meat. His days were not bad.
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