The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Xishantun does not have a "strategist" like Zhang Yuanmin in charge, so they don't know what the strategy of exhausting the troops is, but anyone can see that those foxes are torturing people.

Tong Youfeng made a prompt decision and called the men together, in groups of eight, into eighteen groups. Every three groups are divided into one squad. Each squad works a one-hour night shift, while the others take a rest.

Tong Youfeng personally led the first team to go on duty, and the others rushed home and got into bed, seizing the time to sleep.

Wu Dalin was assigned to the third team. Two hours later, at two o'clock in the middle of the night, someone from the second team would come to ask him to take over.

Wu Dalin soon fell asleep, but he had just fallen asleep for ten minutes when he heard a "ouch" from behind the room, followed by the "ahhhh" of the goose in the shed below.

"His father, get up!" Lin Wenqin sat up, pushed Wu Dalin hard, and shouted: "The fox has entered the goose pen!"

When she shouted, not only Wu Dalin, but also the two children at home got up.

The family of four put on their cotton jackets, cotton trousers, and cotton shoes and hurriedly ran outside the house. They saw that the door of the shed below opened suddenly.

The goose is different from the chicken. The goose does not suffer from night blindness. As soon as the shed door is opened, the goose runs around the yard with its head held high, paws pressed, tiptoes, and wings flapping.

The family of four finally drove the goose back to the shed, and Wu Dalin found pliers and wire to close the door of the shed.

At this time, three people holding torches came outside Wu Dalin's tent.

"Da Lin, what's going on!" Someone asked, Lin Wenqin said angrily: "What's going on? The foxes have opened the door of my shed, where are you patrolling?"

"Oh, brother and sister!" The man said aggrievedly: "We have made two trips to your house. Brother Tong arranged for the three of us to patrol the house three times. So no one can guard your house all the time?"

At this time, Lin Wenqin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wu Dalin. Because what they said is right, a team of twenty-four people patrolling such a large village cannot possibly cover everything.

The family of four returned to the house, took off their clothes and got into bed to continue sleeping. Not long after I fell asleep, I heard a fox call from behind the room, followed by a goose call.

Wu Dalin and Lin Wenqin jumped out of bed in an instant. Lin Wenqin asked Wu Dalin, "His dad, didn't you tighten the shed door?"

"I've screwed it up tight." Wu Dalin said angrily: "Isn't the big goose just that B thing? It squawks at the slightest movement."

"CTMD!" Lin Wenqin swore, grabbed the cotton-padded jacket and put it on her body. Wu Dalin saw this and asked: "Don't go, the fox can't open the shed, so what are you doing?"

"Let me go and take a look." Lin Wenqin said helplessly: "Can I sleep like this when the goose is calling like this?"

It's not that the goose's call disturbed Lin Wenqin, but that Lin Wenqin was worried. There were one male, four females and five geese left in his shed.

Five geese are going to be given to the Xie Sun family as a treat. The Zhao family's diners will be rich after two meals, but three meals are not enough.

But to the Wu Dalin family, these five geese are too important!

These five geese are open-eyed geese from the Northeast and love to lay eggs. From spring to winter, it can lay two hundred eggs.

After surviving this winter, the ground was full of wild vegetables in the spring. The eggs laid by these five geese were brought into the house and the goslings were hatched on the kang. The mother goose outside did not delay laying eggs. Throughout the year, goose eggs can still be sold for 180 yuan.

So even though Wu Dalin repeatedly promised that the fox would not be able to enter the shed, Lin Wenqin was not at ease.

"Don't go!" Wu Dalin pulled his cotton trousers on and said, "I'm going!"

The couple got up, lit a lantern and went out. They saw a dark shadow running out of the tent. As soon as Wu Dalin picked up the shovel, the dark shadow disappeared.

The couple went to Guan Ge's shed to check, and when they saw nothing was wrong, they went back to the house to rest.

"His father." After the couple lay down, Lin Wenqin said to Wu Dalin: "When you go to work, you will hang around in front of our house more."

"I know!" Wu Dalin thought so too.

They think so, and so do others. As a result, Xishantun suffered no losses that night, but no one slept well.

In contrast, Xing San slept very comfortably in Yong'an. The house at home is better than the shack in the mountains. The house is warm and quieter than in the mountains.

Usually after three o'clock in the mountains, Xing San would let the roe deer get up early to look for food. But today, Xing San didn't wake up until four o'clock.

After he woke up and heard no movement in the outer room, Xing San sat up and smoked around the quilt.

People, when they are free and quiet, they tend to think wildly. At this time, Xing San thought of his former home. He also had a wife and children, but now he was the only one left.

"Third uncle." Suddenly, Zhao Jun said to him in a daze: "This room is not that warm in the morning. Don't keep cold."

“Hey.”

But although the room was not that warm, Xing San felt warm in his heart. He threw away the cigarette butt, lay down again and took a nap.

When there was a faint sound from the outer room, Xing Sancai and Zhao Jun got up. When Zhao Jun came out of the house, Wang Meilan had already burned the stove pit, and the fire wall was also hot.

"Son, the water is boiling in the pot." Wang Meilan held a small basin of soybeans and took another basin and said to Zhao Jun: "It's hot. You and your third uncle wash your faces."

After Wang Meilan finished speaking, she took the basin and left.

Xing San lived in the mountains and couldn't eat soybean curd or tofu nao, so Wang Meilan gave him soybeans in exchange for some.

The staple food was freshly steamed white flour steamed buns, served with tofu puffs drizzled with chili oil. Zhao Jun felt sweaty from eating them.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Jun and Xing San packed up their things and prepared to go up the mountain.

When they came out of the house, Li Baoyu walked out of the Li family next door.

From today on, Li Baoyu officially returns to the Zhaojiabang, but now he has to meet Wang Qiang, and then the two of them go to Yongfutun to catch the rail car that the road maintenance workers commute to Section 3.

Zhao Jun mounted his motorcycle and carried Xing San out of Yong'an and into the mountain field.

Xing San pointed the way, and Zhao Jun rode for half an hour to a shack.

"Lao Deng!" Xing San got out of the car and shouted at the top of his lungs. After he finished speaking, a scrawny old man walked out of the shack door.

"Lao San!" Deng Zhaoshan went out and saw Xing San leading a young man, and asked: "Is this your nephew?"

Xing San twitched the corner of his mouth when he didn't open the pot, but it wouldn't surprise anyone who didn't know. He pulled Zhao Jun and said to Deng Zhaoshan, "I am closer than my nephew."

With that said, Xing San raised his hand to gesture to Deng Zhaoshan and said, "Zhao Jun, your name is Uncle Deng."

"Uncle Deng." Zhao Jun greeted Deng Zhaoshan politely. Just now Xing San called Lao Deng, Zhao Jun thought he was calling Lao Deng.

"Zhao Jun?" Deng Zhaoshan's eyes were dazzled. He squinted at Zhao Jun and said, "Are you Zhao Jun?"

"What are you talking about?" Xing San waved his hand and said, "He's not, are you?"

"What are you talking about?" Deng Zhaoshan glared at Xing San and said, "I heard the old boss of Nansan Class 3 said that there is a boy named Zhao Jun who is disgusting (nē)."

"That's him!" Xing San happily patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder. The "evil" Deng Zhaoshan just said was to praise Zhao Jun for his greatness.

"Ah..." Deng Zhaoshan was stunned by Xing San's actions, but he could see that Xing Laosan was indeed very close to this young man.

Deng Zhaoshan was surprised and invited Xing San and Zhao Jun into his shack.

The conditions in the errand shack were very difficult. It was just a teapot. Deng Zhaoshan poured hot water into it and brought it to Xing San.

Xing San took the teapot and asked Deng Zhaoshan, "How are you doing this year?"

"Oh, normal." Deng Zhaoshan answered vaguely. Xing San heard the words and asked: "Since the snow fell until now, how many yellow leaves have you scratched?"

"Ten or so, just take care of things." Deng Zhaoshan was afraid that Xing San would ask again, so he immediately asked Xing San: "Lao San, you came here so early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Yeah." Xing San said, "I'll tell you something good."

"A good thing?" Deng Zhaoshan looked like he wouldn't believe me even if he killed me, and sneered: "If there is a good thing, you can still come to me?"

Xing San has become much more lively since he met Zhao Jun. Hearing the sarcasm in Deng Zhaoshan's words, Xing San was not anxious. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Jun and said to Deng Zhaoshan: "This boy collects yellow leaves and the price he gives is not bad. Isn't this a good thing?"

"Ah?" Deng Zhaoshan looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Boy, what price can you give me?"

"Twenty-eight for the female, thirty-eight for the male." Zhao Jun quoted the price without hesitation.

"What?" Deng Zhaoshan looked at Zhao Jun with wide eyes and asked Zhao Jun in surprise: "Are you paying the same price as the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"Ah!" Zhao Jun nodded and said with a smile: "I want to give less than the supply and marketing cooperative, but you still don't want to sell me the leather."

Deng Zhaoshan smiled and said nothing. He agreed with what Zhao Jun said. If Zhao Jun gave less than the supply and marketing cooperative, even if it was five cents less per piece, the old man would rather leave for a day and sell the leather to the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Uncle Deng." Zhao Jun said to Deng Zhaoshan: "If you are willing to sell it, we will make sure it is done. When it is done, I will come over with the money next Monday, and I will come to your shack to collect it."

"Huh?" Deng Zhaoshan was startled and blurted out: "That's great!"

Although the purchase price given by Zhao Jun is the same as that in the supply and marketing cooperative. But coming to collect yellow leaves saves the old man from running to the city. Not to mention being tired from the trip, the main thing is to spend on travel expenses. The older generation is used to being careful and saves money when they can.

After Deng Zhaoshan finished speaking, he glanced at Xing San next to him, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Boy, then you come over next Monday, and what will you do after that..."

Speaking of this, Deng Zhaoshan paused. Taking advantage of the pause, Deng Zhaoshan glanced at Xing San again, and then said to Zhao Jun: "How many can you accept?"

Hearing what Deng Zhaoshan said, Xing San sneered, but he knew the rules for mountain runners. No matter how good the mountain field was, he would not say it in front of outsiders.

"As many as I want, I can put away a hundred and eighty." Zhao Jun said: "Don't worry, Uncle Deng, my family is in Yong'an Village, and my father and I are both forestry workers. I do things without any mistakes. We pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand.”

"I heard." Deng Zhaoshan said, "Your family is related to the forest farm secretary, right?"

"Well, Secretary Zhou is my father." Zhao Jun had nothing to hide. The old man asked this just to feel at ease.

"Fuck!" As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, Xing San next to him swore. He looked at Deng Zhaoshan and said angrily: "Jing Zheng is useless, can we rob you? Or can we lie to you? ?”

Deng Zhaoshan glanced at Xing San, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Okay, boy, you can get a thousand and eight hundred before you come. I'll go around with my clip in the next two days, and I'll have a twenty after I finish it." Zhang Huangye.”

"Okay, Uncle Deng." Zhao Jun agreed with a smile, then gave Xing San a wink. Xing San stood up and said goodbye to Deng Zhaoshan, and came out of the shack with Zhao Jun to the next place.

The motorcycle went south along the firewood transport road to the high mountains.

About fifty minutes later, the motorcycle stopped in front of a shack. After Xing San got off the car, he shouted: "Old Kongtouzi!"

This mountain was the South Third Class of the original forest farm. The person living in the shack was Kong Fanrong, the old Kongtouzi mentioned by Deng Zhaoshan before.

"Who is it?" The shack was closed, and the sound coming from inside was very small.

"It's Xing San, I'm going in?" Xing San finished speaking, and heard someone in the room say: "Come in quickly."

Xing San waved to Zhao Jun, and the two entered the shack. As soon as he entered the shack, he saw the old man sitting on the kang, one leg across the kang, and his ankle was swollen.

"Oh my god!" Seeing this, Xing San asked Kong Fanrong, "What did you do?"

"Don't mention it!" Kong Fanrong waved his hand and said, "Didn't it snow the day before yesterday? I was laid off yesterday and didn't pay attention, so I sprained my ankle."

"You need to take care of yourself." Xing San said, looking around Kong Fanrong's shack and asked, "Can you do it here by yourself?"

"That's right!" While Kong Fanrong was talking, he looked at Zhao Jun and said, "Man, where are you from?"

"My family is in Yong'an." After Zhao Jun finished speaking, Kong Fanrong said, "Uncle's family is Fuqiang. I beg you to do me a favor. Please go to Fuqiang and send a message for me so that my son can come and pick me up."

Are not all old mountain dogs like Xing San without a home? Many old mountain dogs have families and children, but in order to make money, they build shacks in the mountains to make money.

Every now and then, their families will go to the mountains to send dry food, white wine, and tobacco leaves to the old mountain dogs. After all, the elderly earn money for their families, and their families will definitely support them.

"Oh." Zhao Jun sighed lightly. He couldn't say no, so he said: "Uncle, do you think this is okay? I have to run all the way to deliver a letter to you, so I might as well just deliver it to your home directly."

"Ah?" Kong Fanrong was stunned, and then he heard Zhao Jun continue to say: "Uncle, if it's okay, you can put your things away now. I'll come down from the top in the afternoon and pick you up here."

This place is not far from the third section. Over the hill is the place where Zhao Jun gave a speech to the forest rangers the day before yesterday.

"You'll pick me up after you come back from above?" Kong Fanrong frowned and asked, "After you pick me up, how are we going?"

"I'll ride a motorcycle." Zhao Jun raised his hand and gestured outside the house, saying, "It's windy both ways. Uncle, put on whatever clothes you have. If it's inconvenient to wear shoes on your feet, you can find some cloth or something to wrap them up, and then wrap them up in a few more layers."

"You have a motorcycle?" Kong Fanrong looked at Zhao Jun in surprise, and Xing San said to him, "I haven't introduced him to you yet. This is Zhao Jun. Haven't you heard of him?"

"Oh my god!" Kong Fanrong was surprised when he heard this, "Fu Hu Jiang."

"Hehe..." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Uncle, just call me by my name, what Fu Hu Jiang."

"Zhao Jun, come here!" Kong Fanrong raised his hand to greet Zhao Jun, saying, "I'll tell you something good."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was startled, vaguely feeling that this sounded familiar.

I went to the pharmacy today to take pulses and get Chinese medicine. After that, I was waiting for the medicine to boil. I came back late.

Well, let's do what we said. This chapter is a supplement to yesterday's. Today's is a little late. I still have more than 2,000 words to finish. Wait until around 2 o'clock, and I can send it out. Brothers, if you are tired, go to bed first and read it tomorrow morning.