It was impossible to ride a bike in the wilderness, so the Zodiac Boat pushed the car with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked on the overgrown path.

This is not actually a road anymore, it just looks like the soil is harder and will not sink.

The further they walked, the more desolate they became, and doubts arose in Huang Daozhou's mind again. He couldn't help but ask, "Huang Han, is it true that your classmate Cheng Wenge just told you that you could know about this remote place?"

It seems that Huang Daozhou is not easy to deceive. Huang Han secretly laughed in his heart. He was not worried about anything at this time.

Anyway, we have deceived Huang Daozhou to the end of the road. Everything else is not important. What is important is that we cannot return empty-handed and we must try to catch an old turtle.

Otherwise there will definitely be no next time.

Huang Han did not answer Huang Daozhou's question and thought to himself:

"There are ponds everywhere in this place. The shallow water is overgrown with weeds and the reeds are almost becoming forests. There must be a lot of turtles. Haha, dad, what are you going to do with an old turtle if you can catch it?"

"An old turtle can stew a pot of soup, and the whole family can have a big meal."

"Dad, don't think about eating it yet! We should trade this old turtle for a bicycle, and the factory manager will look at you differently."

"We worked so hard to catch a turtle but we have to give it as a gift? Give it to those officials? Bah! You can imagine it. The bicycle belongs to the public and it will always be my turn."

Oh! It’s only been a few days, why is it that Huang Daozhou, who originally thought he was determined to win the bicycle, is no longer so determined?

Hmm! Maybe I heard something bad.

The topic was changed with just two words. Huang Han laughed secretly in his heart. He stopped mentioning the bicycle that made Huang Daozhou worried and said:

"Dad, it's getting late. We need to set up five traps. There's a long way to go! Let's do the work first. We'll see if we get anything tomorrow morning and then we'll discuss how to deal with the old turtle."

Huang Daozhou smiled and said: "That's right, I haven't even written the eight characters yet, maybe I won't even be able to catch a loach..."

"Dad, your emotional intelligence is not high. Why don't you say a few auspicious words?"

"That's feudal superstition. If bad words were effective, the 'American imperialists and Soviet revisionists' would have been finished long ago."

"How profound! Dad, the country should actually let you be the director of the factory. No, the director of a broken briquettes factory is not even a deputy department. That's nothing. At least it should let you be the manager of the fuel company."

Huang Daozhou liked hearing this, and he said while digging the soil: "Although I don't have a diploma, I am educated. The culture we learned at that time was much better than those college students who were workers, peasants and soldiers.

What does it mean to be the manager of a fuel company? Even my handwriting is crooked. If I were to be the manager, I would definitely be better than them."

"Well! Manager Huang, I believe you can do it. We don't need to dig too deep. We can bury the jar one or two centimeters above the water. There is no wind today, and no one is using the boat here, so the water can't get in."

"You bastard, you are making fun of your father! I know that half of it is left in the water, but our jar has cracks, so water leakage is inevitable."

"Are you stupid? Just bury it on the shore, and then shovel a few shovels of water along the mouth of the jar towards the water surface, and it will come!"

"Yes, why didn't I think of that? Haha, you are so smart. Raising a son is better than a father. Why do you need money?"

"Money is still needed! Money is not everything, but nothing is impossible without money!"

"Hey! Where did you hear this? It makes sense!"

"You haven't heard anything like this?"

"Definitely not."

"Oh! Dad, you'd better hurry up, otherwise you'll have to go in the dark. We'd better get back to the haystack before it gets dark, otherwise we won't be able to walk and may fall into the pond."

"Yes, yes, you have to do it faster."

Huang Daozhou was responsible for digging a hole and burying the jar and two tin buckets close to the pond. Huang Han was responsible for the layout and disguise, but he was still busy until dark before heading back.

Huang Han was blind at night and couldn't see the road. He grabbed Huang Daozhou's hand tightly and stumbled along.

"It really stinks. You can smell it from far away. Huang Han, I think this method will probably work."

"This is all about waiting and waiting, relying on luck. Anyway, I think there should be an old turtle here. As for whether it will fall into the urn or not, it all depends on God's will."

Huang Daozhou gave his son a popular science guide: "At night, turtles basically crawl into shallow water and stick their heads out of the water. They smell what we think of as a stink, just like dogs smell smelly feces and find it fragrant."

"Hehe, dad, you just take it for granted. You have seen it with your own eyes or verified it with your own hands."

"I have walked on more bridges than you have walked on. I am here to teach you knowledge. Can you be more modest?"

"Dad, we don't want to follow what others say, we have to make our own judgment. For example, going deep into a tiger's den is what ancient literati took for granted. Facts have proved that tigers have territories and no nests at all."

"It's nonsense. In Water Margin, it is described that Li Kui entered the tiger's den and killed four tigers, big and small. That's still false."

"That's a novel, isn't it? A tiger returns a tiger father, a tiger mother, and two tiger cubs. It's even more ridiculous."

The father and son chatted, and as they chatted, Huang Daozhou had the urge to violently hurt others, because he couldn't speak to his son, and he was so angry that he couldn't hold it in.

Suddenly, his son staggered, and Huang Daozhou quickly grabbed Huang Han's clothes to prevent him from falling into the mud.

"Don't be rude and watch the road."

"I can't see it at all."

"What did you say?"

Huang Daozhou was startled, stopped and squatted down, facing Huang Han's eyes that stared at him and asked.

Huang Han smiled and said as calmly as possible: "I can't see anything at night."

"You actually can't see it, how can you not see it..."

Huang Daozhou panicked, his words were a little incoherent, and his voice sounded like crying.

"Dad, don't worry, it's just night blindness and it will get better in a few months."

"Tomorrow I will take you to the hospital to show the doctor. You didn't tell me earlier. Come, daddy will carry you."

As he spoke, Huang Daozhou squatted down and turned his back to Huang Han.

Huang Han said: "No need, it's not completely invisible. I'll hold your hand and we can walk slowly."

There’s no need to go to the hospital, I can take care of it myself, and maybe my eyes will be fine by the next semester.”

Huang Daozhou choked up and said, "I know what night blindness is. It's all because of my father's inability to let you eat enough nutrition."

He was determined not to allow Huang Han to walk by himself, and had to carry it on his back. Huang Han couldn't resist, so he had to lie on his father's thick back...

The two came to the haystack, dug out a hole, took the quilt and got in to sleep. The father and son chatted for a while. They were too tired. As they talked, Huang Han lost his voice.

Huang Daozhou took a closer look and found that his son was already asleep, with a smile on his face.

Huang Daozhou was worried that Huang Han would catch a cold, so he hugged his son and wrapped himself in a quilt, thinking: "This child is so big-hearted. It makes my skin stand on end in this damn place, but he can actually sleep peacefully."

The night was very quiet, with only the chirping of insects heard. Huang Daozhou held his son to sleep for the rare time, and fell asleep unconsciously.
Chapter completed!