The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Zheng Xuekun had asked Zhao Jun before that if Zhao Jun needed color TV tickets, he could help Zhao Jun get them.

At that time, the price quoted by Zheng Xuekun was 100 yuan, which seemed negotiable. Zhao Jun didn't need it at that time, but now his mother couldn't move. Today was Wang Meilan's forty-third birthday. In order to make Wang Meilan happy, Zhao Jun didn't care about money.

At this point, Zhao Jun was worried that the salesperson wouldn't let go.

But Zhao Jun was obviously overly worried. After listening to Zhao Jun's words, the salesperson walked out of the counter and said to the three mothers, "Wait for me for a while."

After saying that, the salesperson seemed to be leaving in a hurry.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Jun hurriedly stopped the people and asked the salesperson to help adjust the stage so that Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun could watch first.

The mother and daughter leaned on the counter with their elbows and stared at the TV screen, while Zhao Jun was looking around with the sack.

When Zhao Youcai briefly made a fortune selling leopard skins, he gave Zhao Hong and Zhao Na twenty yuan, promising to buy them cartoon schoolbags.

How could such a child carry so much money? Wang Meilan confiscated the twenty yuan that night, and she did not agree to buy schoolbags for the two children. I heard that a schoolbag like Li Xiaoqiao costs several yuan. Wang Meilan said that she is not so used to children.

But Zhao Jun still wanted to spoil his two younger sisters. Today happened to be my mother's birthday. Zhao Jun felt that Wang Meilan was very happy after buying this big color TV. And she was so happy that she would not blame herself for spoiling Zhao Hong and Zhao Na.

Just walking inside the counter where Zhao Jun bought ink, there were four cartoon school bags placed side by side in the middle of the shelf, which is a prime location for display.

The cartoon characters on the four schoolbags are all the same, the image of Sun Wukong in the 1964 version of the cartoon "Havoc in Heaven".

Zhao Jun lowered his left shoulder, put the sack next to his feet, raised his hand and pointed at the row of schoolbags, and asked, "How much do those schoolbags cost?"

"Thirteen." The salesperson knitting a sweater behind the counter said without looking up.

"One?" Zhao Jun asked casually, and he asked this because he was simply shocked by the price.

"Nonsense!" The salesman stopped moving his hands, raised his head and said, "Can that still be a car?"

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was startled, then smiled faintly, raised his hand and gestured to the shelf, saying: "I want those four."

"Huh?" The salesperson was stunned when he heard this, and asked in surprise: "You want all four? Really or fake?"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Jun said with a smile: "I am such an adult, how can I still tease you?"

The saleswoman was speechless. She took a deep look at Zhao Jun, put down the needle and thread in her hand, stood up, took the bill book from the side, and wrote Zhao Jun an invoice with a brush.

When she raised her head and was about to glare at Zhao Jun, she saw Zhao Jun put five big unity cards and one two-yuan one on the counter. He smiled at her and said, "Wrap it up for me, please."

Salesperson: "..."

At this time, the saleswoman also smiled. She leaned slightly and pulled out a special white paper from under the counter. This kind of paper is neither soft nor hard, and a large sheet is spread on the counter.

Then, the salesperson turned around and took down a schoolbag from the shelf, and casually took the dry rag on the side and wiped the floating dust on the bag.

Immediately afterwards, the salesperson placed the schoolbag flat on the paper, picked up the four corners and folded them into the middle to wrap the schoolbag.

While packing, the salesperson asked Zhao Jun: "You are not very old at all? How come you have four children at home?"

"No." The little episode just now was over. At this time, the salesperson asked, and Zhao Jun replied with a smile: "Buy it for my brother and sister."

In addition to Zhao Hong's and Zhao Na's four schoolbags, Zhao Jun also wanted to give one to Xiao Lingdang. That child has been very pitiful these days, and she takes three little girls to and from school every day, including Zhao Hong, Zhao Na and Li Xiaoqiao, so Zhao Jun wanted to give her one.

As for the last schoolbag, Zhao Jun was going to give it to Wang Tian, ​​a cousin of Wang Qiang's family.

In fact, that boy Wang Tian will be nothing when he grows up, but Wang Qiang has always been very good to Zhao Jun throughout his life.

In his previous life, when Zhao Jun returned to his hometown in despair, Wang Qiang was almost seventy. The old man saw that Zhao Jun was doing so badly, so he secretly gave Zhao Jun a hundred yuan.

At that time, Zhao Jun didn't want it, and the old man was anxious and asked him if it was too little. Zhao Jun had no choice but to accept it shamelessly.

Although in 2016, one hundred yuan was nothing, but later I heard from Zhao Chun that the elderly Wang Qiang and Zhao Ling could not spend one hundred yuan a year.

Half a year later, a fire broke out in Wang Qiang's old house due to aging circuits. Wang Qiang, who was staying in the house, was severely burned.

When he was sent to the hospital, Wang Qiang's life was temporarily saved, but Wang Tian said that his family had no money to treat the old man.

Everyone in the village knew that he was rich, and he was cultivating the land of Lao Wang's family, but he insisted that he had no money, and even used Wang Qiang's medical records and photos to do some online fundraising.

Wang Qiang stayed in the hospital for eight days before leaving. After he left, he left a lot of charity money for Wang Tian.

This happened in the last life. Zhao Jun is not sure what that boy will be like in the future, so he has to treat this little cousin now. This is not only about the face of old uncle Wang Qiang, but also Wang Meilan.

Wang Meilan always talks about it when she has nothing to do, that her eldest nephew is the only child of their old Wang family.

The salesperson packed the schoolbags one by one. After Zhao Jun stuffed them into the sack, he bought many books and pens from the salesperson.

Go to the back of the school bag counter and you’ll find the ready-to-wear counter. Zhao Jun asked for twenty men's hurdle vests and bought twenty women's vests.

Compared with men's vests, women's vests have lower collars and lower cuffs.

Regardless of men or women, the vests Zhao Jun wants are all made of white pure cotton, which is called pure cotton in the Northeast these days.

There is just one type of vest for men, but there are two types for women, one with small pink florals on a white background and the other with small blue florals.

After buying these, Zhao Jun originally wanted to join Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun, but he stopped after taking a few steps.

"How much does the red wool cost?" Zhao Jun asked the salesperson.

"This one?" The salesperson glanced at what Zhao Jun was pointing at, and then turned back to look at Zhao Jun.

At this time, although Zhao Jun was carrying a large sack, he was wearing a new cotton-padded jacket and a hat knitted by Ma Ling. Although his clothes were not as good as Li Ruhai's, they were definitely not bad.

"This contains 80% wool." The salesperson took a large roll of wool, handed it to Zhao Jun and said, "Forty-eight pounds per pound!"

Hearing the price quoted by the salesperson, even though Zhao Jun was wealthy, he pursed his lips. But I remembered the big sweater Ma Ling knitted for herself in her previous life. It contained 50% wool and weighed nearly 31 pounds.

Zhao Jun took the ball of wool and weighed it twice in a decent manner, then handed it back to the salesperson and said, "Give me two kilograms."

These two kilograms of wool were given to Ma Ling by Zhao Jun. Ma Ling has fair skin and big eyes. She looks bright in red.

And Ma Ling likes red, so I just gave her this wool. As for knitting sweaters, let her knit them for herself.

After paying the money and putting away the wool, Zhao Jun carried the sacks full of sacks and went to meet Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun.

At this time, the mother and daughter changed from staring at the TV screen to staring at the TV. The salesperson who left and returned also brought a moving master with her.

The master was holding a TV, which was packed in an off-white cloth bag. Open the cloth bag, and the TV inside is covered with a very fitting cloth cover.

This master is moving a TV, and the salesperson is holding a TV antenna. At the counter, she set the antenna aside and plugged in the TV. After testing that the TV turned on and off normally, the salesperson put the cover on the TV and prepared to issue an invoice to Wang Meilan.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Wang Meilan stopped the salesperson and said, "Why don't we have a TV set?"

"Just go back and press this button." The salesperson pulled down the antenna next to her and asked Wang Meilan, "Does anyone know how to press this button?"

"It seems not." Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun looked at each other and shook their heads together. In the entire Yong'an Forest District, her family was the first to buy a TV. How could anyone else buy such a thing?

"Mom, I can!" Suddenly, a voice came from not far away. When Wang Meilan saw that it was Zhao Jun coming back, a smile immediately appeared on her face, and she proudly said to the salesperson: "My son can."

Wang Meilan doesn't care how her son knows it, anyway, he can do it anyway.

"You can usually do it." The salesperson handed the bill to Wang Meilan and said, "Take it back and don't bump or bump it in the aisle."

Wang Meilan stuffed the bill into her cotton-padded jacket pocket, looked at the TV with a smile, and reached out to move it.

"Mom!" Zhao Jun hurriedly called Wang Meilan and said, "Let me move!"

"No, son." Wang Meilan lifted the TV and said, "Mom can move it."

"What can you move?" Zhao Jun hurried over, handed the sack to Zhao Chun, and reached out to press the TV on the counter.

In fact, the sack is no lighter than a TV, but it can be carried and pulled, and it can be lifted by two people. The TV doesn't work, so I can only hold it, which is very difficult. Moreover, TV sets these days are not light. Wang Meilan would get angry if her hand slipped while carrying it down the stairs or through the crowd.

"Then you move." Wang Meilan didn't show off, but Zhao Jun said: "Mom, don't leave in a hurry, let's stay here for a while."

"What are you doing here?" Wang Meilan asked Zhao Jun with wide eyes, "We've finished shopping, let's go."

"Let's go, where are we going, Mom?" Zhao Jun asked, "Don't we still have to wait for the cake?"

"Ah..." Only then did Wang Meilan remember that there was a birthday cake, but the joy of receiving the TV was beyond words. Wang Meilan said to Zhao Jun: "How about we get in the car and wait?"

"It's so cold!" Zhao Jun frowned and said, "The heater in my car doesn't work well, how about staying here."

"Okay..." Now that she had her own TV, Wang Meilan no longer wanted to watch TV programs. She chatted with the salesperson in front of the counter.

During the conversation between Wang Meilan and the salesperson, Zhao Jun learned that the ticket to buy this TV belonged to the salesperson's husband, and her man was the one who brought the TV up just now. But he is not a porter, but a warehouse manager.

The couple is in the department store, so it is not difficult to get color TV tickets. However, the couple bought a black and white TV when they got married, and they have no idea of ​​changing to a color TV in a few years. Zhao Jun gave him a lot of money today, and the couple said nothing. I sold him the ticket.

After learning that Wang Meilan was staying here to wait for the cake, the salesperson asked casually: "Auntie, is today your birthday?"

"Ah!" Wang Meilan smiled from ear to ear when she mentioned this, "Today is my birthday, and my son and daughter came out with me for a walk."

As she said that, Wang Meilan patted her TV with her hand and continued to smile: "To make me happy, my son also bought me a big color TV."

"This brother is so filial." The salesperson glanced at Zhao Jun appreciatively and asked, "Where does brother work?"

"Our home is in a forest area." Zhao Jun replied, "I'm at the forest farm for people to check and accept."

"Ah..." The salesperson had no idea about the work of acceptance, but after hearing Zhao Jun say that they came from the forest area, the salesperson glanced at the color TV on the counter, then at the large sack standing next to it, and asked: "You bought so many things, why are you going back soon?"

"We drove here." Zhao Jun replied again. At this time, Wang Meilan happened to see the jeep passing by on the TV next to the salesperson. She immediately pointed to the jeep and asked the salesperson: "Let me ask you, do you know I wonder how much a car like this costs?"

"Oops!" The salesperson took one look and said to Wang Meilan, "Auntie, this car is not cheap, it costs more than 30,000."

"More than thirty thousand?" Wang Meilan blinked and asked, "How much more than thirty thousand?"

"Thirty-four to five thousand," the salesperson replied, and Wang Meilan looked at Zhao Jun.

…

When it was nearly four o'clock, the cake was ready downstairs, and the three of them went downstairs to put the TV and sacks into the car. Then Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun watched outside, and Zhao Jun went into the house to get cakes and Changbai cakes.

Zhao Jun sent these out of the house, then turned back to the department store, bought a bag of apples and some pastries and cans for Zhang Yuanmin and Yang Yufeng, and then went out to get in the car and run to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhao Chun was left looking at things outside, while Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan went upstairs to pick up Little Bell with their cakes and cans.

In the ward, Zhang Yuanmin was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling lamp.

Yang Yufeng and Xiao Lingdang sat cross-legged side by side on the bed next to them, singing in harmony.

"You said you have a big crotch, and it's like you're running around all day long." Yang Yufeng scolded: "It's not enough for you!"

Little Bell: "That's not good!"

"Stop this time!" Yang Yufeng sneered, "I'm glad I didn't let the blind man kick you."

Little Bell: "What a day!"

Zhang Yuanmin: "..."

After Zhao Jun and the others left, Xiao Lingdang exchanged greetings with Zhang Yuanmin. After learning that her father was indeed fine, Xiao Lingdang turned to Yang Yufeng's command, and together they denounced Zhang Yuanmin.

Originally, Zhang Yuanmin couldn't bear Yang Yufeng alone, but this time there was another one who slipped through the cracks, and Zhang Yuanmin wanted to cry.

When Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan came in with their things, Zhang Yuanmin said with difficulty: "Brother, why did you come back?"

"Haha..." Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and said, "What? Miss me?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yuanmin nodded heavily and looked at Zhao Jun with tears in his eyes.

He was like this, not entirely because the two women were annoying him. When Yang Yufeng and Xiao Lingdang scolded him, Zhang Yuanmin also knew that he was wrong. He was also frightened and almost lost sight of his wife and daughter.

But as soon as Zhang Yuanmin thought of this, a thought suddenly flashed through his head: "If I really die, my brother can help me and support the family."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanmin was moved in his heart. I am no longer the big crotch who can't afford to die. I have brothers in life and death who I can entrust to my family.

"Brother!" Zhang Yuanmin raised his hand to Zhao Jun with difficulty. Zhao Jun was so frightened that he dropped his things and came over to hold down his arm, saying: "Brother, if you have anything to do, just say it, don't make any gestures."

"Brother." Zhang Yuanmin grabbed Zhao Jun's hand and choked: "Brother has been awake all this time, just waiting for you to come back."

Zhao Jun frowned, why did he feel uncomfortable hearing these words?

"Brother, what's wrong?" Zhao Jun asked, "What's the matter with you? Tell your brother."

"Brother, that bastard..." As soon as Zhang Yuanmin opened his mouth, Yang Yufeng interrupted, saying, "Are you still a bastard? Don't you have any face?"

"That's right." Little Bell answered in a low voice.

"No, what do you know?" With his brother here, Zhang Yuanmin became more stubborn. He glared at Yang Yufeng, then looked at Zhao Jun and said, "Brother, you have to avenge your eldest brother!"