The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Wang Meilan was happy yesterday, but today is a good day for the Zhao children.

The milk powder bought by Zhao Jun was opened last night, but the little girls were full after eating the cake, so only Xiao Zhou was given the milk powder to drink.

When preparing milk powder for Xiao Zhouxue this morning, Zhao Chun brought a bowl each to Zhao Hong, Zhao Na, and Xiao Lingdang.

After the three little girls drank the milk, they happily carried their new schoolbags, and then took turns looking left, right, and sideways in front of the mirror.

Today is Saturday, there are no classes at Lin District Primary School, but the three little girls also plan to walk around the village with their schoolbags to show off.

In the west room, Zhao Youcai was sitting on the edge of the kang, putting on his leggings. Today was a big day for the Zhao family's gang and the Zhao family's hunting gang to go up the mountain to hunt for siege. Zhao held his head and tried to show off his strong skills so that he could swallow up the Zhao family's gang in the future. Foreshadowing.

After Zhao Youcai tied his left leg, he pushed his left foot onto the bed and raised his right foot to step on the edge of the bed. When he was about to tie his right leg, Wang Meilan came in carrying two large bowls.

"Here." Wang Meilan handed the bowl to Zhao Youcai and said with a smile, "Here you drink."

Zhao Youcai looked sideways at Wang Meilan, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he was very satisfied with his current family status.

But when Zhao Youcai took the bowl, the smile on his face instantly disappeared. He frowned and looked at Wang Meilan and asked, "What is this?"

"Milk." Wang Meilan replied, and then added a special explanation: "Milk powder, I just made it for the child, I will also bring you a bowl."

Ladies from the Northeast are strong, but it really hurts to hurt a man. If there is something delicious at home, Wang Meilan will definitely let the children eat it first, and when the children finish eating, they will eat it with Zhao Youcai.

But Zhao Youcai didn't seem to give him much face. He rolled his eyes at Wang Meilan and whispered: "I drink sugar water every time I go up the mountain. Today I have to fix this crap."

Wang Meilan's eyes widened and she was about to yell at someone, but she saw Zhao Youcai took a sip from the bowl.

After taking a mouthful of milk, Zhao Youcai's eyes lit up, he raised his neck and drank all the leftovers in the bowl with a "gudong, gudong".

Seeing him like this, Wang Meilan twitched the corner of her mouth and said nothing more. At this time, Zhao Youcai put the bowl into Wang Meilan's hand, flipped it with his other hand, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and asked, "Where is the little calf? What are you doing?"

"Little..." Wang Meilan was startled, and then she realized what she was doing, and she gestured to hit the empty bowl in her hand. Zhao Youcai was so frightened that he ducked back, and then Wang Meilan said, "Why did my son offend you? He is a little brat, who are you?" You are an old kid."

Zhao Youcai was speechless by Wang Meilan. He hurriedly went back to make amends for himself and said, "Speaking of going up the mountain, where did he go? Has the leg pain not been treated yet?"

The leg braces that Zhao Youcai refers to are leggings. In "Water Margin", the term leg braces often appears when describing the appearance of Liangshan heroes. For example, when writing about Takejiro, it is as follows: a red silk strip is tied around the waist and worn on the arms, and the lower legs are stretched with knee pads and hemp shoes.

"Then why are you anxious?" Wang Meilan turned to look at the clock hanging on the wall, and then said to Zhao Youcai: "It's not even half past seven."

Speaking of this, Wang Meilan pointed out the window and said, "It's getting brighter outside, what are you busy talking about?"

"Tsk!" Zhao Youcai lowered his tongue and said, "What am I thinking about? Don't be in a hurry to go up the mountain. Let him fix the TV antenna for you. After that, you can watch it at home during the day."

While Zhao Youcai and Wang Meilan were arguing, Zhao Jun was giving gifts to Ma Ling outside Ma Ling's courtyard.

"What are these?" Ma Ling blinked her big eyes and looked curiously at the triangular pocket that Zhao Jun was about to open.

"Look!" Zhao Jun punched the bag, and Ma Ling whispered in surprise: "Ah, wool!"

As she spoke, Ma Ling picked up a ball of wool from her pocket.

Ma Ling always knitted sweaters, and she knew this. As soon as she got the ball of yarn, Ma Ling knew that the yarn was of good quality and had good wool content.

"This yarn is good." Ma Ling asked Zhao Jun: "What do you want me to knit for you? Why are you wearing it red?"

"I want you to knit yourself a sweater." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Don't you like red ones?"

"Buy it for me?" Ma Ling held the ball of thread in one hand and gently tugged it twice in the pocket with the other hand. Then when she looked up at Zhao Jun, Liu Yemei frowned slightly and asked, "How much does it cost?"

"Then don't worry about it." Zhao Jun closed the pocket and said to her: "You always knit for this and that, this time you knit one for yourself."

Hearing Zhao Jun's words, Ma Ling felt warm in her heart. Whatever work you know how to do will make you tired. In the past year, Ma Ling knitted sweaters and neckbands for Ma Dafu, Wang Cuihua, and Ma Yang, as well as for her eldest brother, sister-in-law, and nephew. Although she didn't have to spend money to buy wool, Ma Ling was still tired.

However, the girl also thought that she would get married next year, and she was afraid of being criticized by others when she knitted things for her parents' family when she arrived at Zhao's house, so she took advantage of her time at home to buy things for her family first.

Another thing is that Ma Ling is a little short of money this year, so she spent a lot of money to find a match between herself and Zhao Jun. That time when Zhao Jun went to the city and bought food at the supply and marketing cooperative, most of it was paid by Zhao Jun. This made the girl a little embarrassed. She wanted to give the money to Zhao Jun, but Zhao Jun didn't want it. So, Ma Ling bought a piece of Shilin smoke for Zhao Youcai.

A box of Shilin cigarettes costs five yuan, and you can buy them in sticks at a slightly discount, which is only forty-five yuan. Although the money came from Ma Dafu's small treasury, after the money was spent, Ma Dafu's small treasury shrank a lot, and Ma Ling did not dare to touch the remaining money.

Therefore, Zhao Jun's gift is now considered to be delivered to Ma Ling's heart.

Ma Ling took the bag from Zhao Jun's hand and whispered "Thank you" in a low voice. Zhao Jun grinned and said, "Why are we so polite?"

Saying that, Zhao Jun put his hand into the big cotton monkey's pocket. Today he did not wear the cotton-padded jacket Wang Meilan made for him, but the big cotton-padded monkey issued by the forest farm.

The big cotton monkey's pocket is so big that Zhao Jun's ledger and hammer can be stuffed into it.

At this time, Zhao Jun took out a handful of shampoo, handed it to Ma Ling and said, "Ling, this is for washing your hair. You can wash it. After washing, your hair will be slippery."

Hearing Zhao Jun's words, Ma Ling's big eyes brightened even more. She took a pack of shampoo and looked at it before her eyes, and then said to Zhao Jun: "This time I can go to the bathhouse to wash my hair."

In the Yong'an Forest District, both the forest farm and the power plant below have bathhouses open to employees.

There are two bathhouses in the four family areas of Yong'an Forest Farm, one between Yong'an Tun and Yongsheng Tun, and the other between Yongfu Tun and Yongli Tun.

Every quarter, the forest farm will issue bathing tickets to employees, and then employees and their families will take the bathing tickets to the bathhouse to take a bath on specific days.

Before the New Year, you must get clean to welcome the New Year. Every New Year's Eve, Ma Ling would go to the bathhouse with Wang Cuihua.

But what makes them embarrassed is that women's long hair cannot be washed with pig's soap, and public places like bathhouses are prohibited from using white frost in pickled cabbage jars and smelly rice water.

There is no other way. After entering the bathhouse, women can only wrap their hair in a towel and tie it up to avoid getting wet by the water. Then they go home and boil water to wash their hair.

This was very inconvenient, so Ma Ling was very satisfied with the shampoo sent by Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun delivered another gift to the girl's heart.

"Here you go! After using this thing, your hair still smells good." Zhao Jun handed Ma Ling twenty packs of shampoo, and Ma Ling happily pulled them into her pocket one by one.

"Thank you." Ma Ling thanked Zhao Jun again, but Zhao Jun took out a rolled butter paper bag from his pocket.

"What's this?" As soon as Ma Ling asked, someone behind her shouted: "Hey! What are you doing?"

Zhao Jun and Ma Ling both twitched their lips. Who else could be such a wicked person besides Ma Yang?

Zhao Jun leaned to the left and saw Ma Yang walking towards this side. He hurriedly put the paper bag into Ma Ling's hand.

Ma Ling was startled when she saw Zhao Jun waving his hands repeatedly and whispered: "Put it away, put it away, don't let him look at it."

The bag here is a small vest with white background and pink flowers. Normally, it's nothing, but I can't stand the annoying kid Ma Yang. Zhao Jun is afraid that he will go out again if he finds out.

"Ah..." Although Ma Ling didn't know what was inside, seeing Zhao Jun like this, she quickly took the paper bag and stuffed it into her pocket.

But this move made Ma Yang look at her. His eyes were fixed on Ma Ling's pocket. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were full of questioning.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Jun rolled his eyes at Ma Yang and said, "I went to the city yesterday to buy something for your sister."

"Ah..." When Ma Yang heard this, he still asked uninterestedly: "What good thing is it? It's wrapped in paper."

Hearing what Ma Yang said, Zhao Jun and Ma Ling pouted in unison, and Ma Ling even pulled Ma Yang over and said, "Why do you care so much?"

Ma Yang glanced at Ma Ling. He was about to talk back when Zhao Jun said, "Brother, I bought you something."

"Huh?" Ma Yang was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "And mine?"

"What did you buy for him?" Ma Ling asked anxiously. She felt that she had let Zhao Jun rent her home this year. It would be embarrassing if Zhao Jun spent money on Ma Yang again.

"I'll buy twenty copies of manuscript paper for our little brother." Zhao Jun put his hand on Ma Yang's shoulder with a smile and said to Ma Yang: "Don't you want to take the college entrance examination? Then you have to study hard."

Ma Yang: "..."

The smile on Ma Yang's face solidified, and Ma Ling's big eyes turned into crescents.

There are no exercise books these days, so Zhao Jun can only talk about things with manuscript paper and said: "Brother, let me tell you, you don't have to do anything else. You copy books every day, haven't you heard what Teacher Liu said? What are you doing? Qian'er has learned the entire textbook by heart, and if the teacher writes a question on the blackboard and you can tell which page it is on the book at a glance, then you will do well in the exam."

Ma Yang: "..."

"What's the date today?" Zhao Jun asked himself and answered: "Is it the 12th? You have to take the final exam before New Year's Day, right? Don't be the last one anymore."

Ma Yang: "..."

Looking at Ma Yang who turned around and left without saying a word, Ma Ling smiled and bent over.

"Ling." Seeing that Ma Ling had smiled enough, Zhao Jun said to her, "The one I just gave you contains a vest."

"Ah..." After hearing what Zhao Jun said, red clouds flew from the girl's cheeks. Zhao Jun and Ma Ling looked at each other and smiled before saying goodbye to each other.

Ma Ling walked quickly into the house. She felt very beautiful at this time and wanted to share Zhao Jun's care and love for her with her parents.

When the girl entered the room, Ma Dafu was rolling a cigarette before going to work, while Wang Cuihua propped the Kang table diagonally on the Kang, preparing to pick soybeans at home today. It's New Year's Day, and the Ma family is also preparing to make tofu and bean buns.

When picking soybeans, the kang table must be tilted and the corners of the table must be cushioned. So Wang Cuihua asked Ma Yang to bring her two books and put them on the corner of the table.

Seeing Ma Ling enter the room at this time, Wang Cuihua asked with a smile: "What did Zhao Jun bring you again? It's a pleasure to see you."

"Mom!" Ma Ling carried the triangular bag containing wool with one hand, reached into the pocket of her cotton-padded jacket with the other hand, grabbed three packets of shampoo, and asked Wang Cuihua, "What do you see here?"

"Yeah?" Wang Cuihua took a pack of shampoo and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Isn't it written on it?" Ma Dafu glanced at it and said, "Shampoo, for washing hair."

"Yeah!" Ma Ling nodded with a smile and said to Wang Cuihua, "Mom, we'll take this when we go to the bathhouse later. It's better than anything else, and it still smells good after use."

"Oh!" Wang Cuihua's eyes lit up and she said, "This is good!"

"Really?" Ma Ling smiled, picked up the triangular pocket on her left hand and said, "This is the wool Zhao Jun bought for me to knit a sweater by myself."

"Oh!" After hearing Ma Ling's words, Wang Cuihua's face darkened, she frowned and sighed, "My daughter has been very busy with us this year. She doesn't have a sweater, so she has to buy yarn for her."

"Okay!" Ma Dafu was more open-minded and heartless. He waved his hand to Wang Cuihua and said, "My daughter has found a good family, and she can enjoy her happiness from now on."

"Don't enjoy yourself yet." Wang Cuihua suddenly remembered something and patted Ma Dafu on the arm, saying, "I and I went out to get the soybeans and put them on the cabinet. It's very difficult for us two to do it."

"Let's go then." Ma Dafu said, put the rolled cigarette in his ear, stood up and walked out. At this time, Ma Yang, who was holding two books outside the door, turned around and ran to the west room.

After running into the west room, Ma Yang hid behind the door. Hearing the sound of Ma Dafu and Wang Cuihua pushing the door open, the boy thought to himself: "Shampoo... this thing is good. I'll give one to Hu Lina..."

Thinking of this, Ma Yang's eyes lit up and a smile filled his face. That time he didn't put on hand cream and flirted with the girl. Hu Lina ignored him and accepted Li Ruhai's gift, which made Ma Yang uncomfortable for a month.

But Ma Yang believed that he still had a chance. Hearing the sound of the cabinet door in the opposite room being knocked, Ma Yang tiptoed out of the room and walked through the outhouse to the door of the east room.

At this time, Ma Ling was facing the door. She didn't know that Ma Yang was outside, but Ma Yang watched as Ma Ling took out a butter paper bag from her pocket and stuffed it into a clothes bag.

Ma Yang had watched Zhao Jun hand this paper bag to Ma Ling before, but now he thought it contained shampoo.

Ma Ling stuffed the baggage and the triangular bag of wool into the kang cabinet, then she turned around and walked out. By this time, Ma Yang had already slipped back to his house.

Hearing the sound of the door closing as Ma Ling left, Ma Yang quickly rushed to the east room, got on the kang, opened the kang cabinet, and took out Ma Ling's bundle of clothes.

Ma Yang put the bundle on his lap and unbuttoned it. He picked up the rolled butter paper bag first, unfolded it first, and then opened it.

"What the hell is this?" Ma Yang held the shoulder straps on both sides of the vest with both hands and held it in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a voice rang in Ma Yang's ears, and Ma Yang was startled. He looked up at the door and saw Ma Dafu, Wang Cuihua, and Ma Ling staring at him with six eyes.

"Little kid! Are you looking through your sister's things?" Wang Cuihua put half the bag of soybeans in her hand on the ground, jumped into the room and hit her with her hand.

In fact, it's okay to have siblings, but you still have to pay attention to what you should pay attention to. When Ma Yang was four or five years old and could only remember, Wang Cuihua told him not to touch his sister or look through her things.

Wang Cuihua didn't use much force, and even if she hit Ma Yang, it didn't hurt much. But this kid was mean. He would hide when Wang Cuihua came to hit him.

As he hid, the clothes piled on his legs turned over. As soon as the clothes were dumped, a wad of money fell out of Ma Ling's shirt in the middle of the pile.

Seeing this pile of money, Ma Dafu's eyes widened!