The whole mountain is my hunting ground

"Ah! Uncle Song!" Zhao Youcai looked up and saw Song Xiangchen running towards him.

There was a smile on the old man's face, and it could be seen that his happiness came from the bottom of his heart.

When Zhao Youcai stood up subconsciously, he heard the pockmarked old man's voice: "Are you Zhao Erdong?"

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was startled and looked at the pockmarked old man in surprise, thinking: "I'm already called by this name, does anyone still know me?"

"Two dongs!" Song Xiangchen ran to Zhao Youcai, took Zhao Youcai's hand, and shook it.

"Uncle Song." Zhao Youcai hadn't reacted at this time, so he asked Song Xiangchen quite unexpectedly: "Why are you here?"

"We're here for the market." Song Xiangchen said, "Because of that tiger mother's trouble, our Baozi market has all dispersed. Whatever we want to buy or sell, we have to come here."

At this point, Song Xiangchen glanced to the side, glanced at the pockmarked old man, and then said to Zhao Youcai with a smile: "This time you are here, our fort will be ready."

Zhao Youcai smiled when he heard this. The pockmarked old man looked at Zhao Youcai up and down with a gloomy expression.

At this moment, the old lady who had set up a stall selling rice porridge closed her stall.

If the gathering does not last for a day, it is time to disperse when the time comes.

Song Xiangchen enthusiastically pulled Zhao Youcai toward the south, saying that twenty or thirty people from their village would come to the market together. When the market was over, they would gather under the big willow tree in the south, and then walk home together.

This is also caused by tigers. In order to prevent tigers from attacking people, they travel together as a last resort.

Zhao Youcai and Song Xiangchen were walking in front while talking, while the pockmarked old man followed behind and watched coldly.

This episode was not big, and we didn’t go far before we saw the big willow tree Song Xiangchen mentioned. At this time, nearly thirty people had gathered under the tree, all from Hansongbaozi, waiting to go home together.

Song Xiangchen's son Song Changqing was also among them. Seeing Zhao Youcai and Song Xiangchen walking side by side, Song Changqing hurriedly came over to say hello.

When he saw the pockmarked old man blocked by Zhao Youcai and Song Xiangchen, Song Changqing hurriedly called "Uncle Han" again.

The pockmarked old man was Song Xiangchen's old rival, Han Fengren, who was appointed brigade secretary of Han Songbaozi.

The people gathered under the willow tree saw Song Xiangchen and Han Fengren and greeted the two old men and exchanged a few words.

Song Xiangchen and Han Fengren had both served as brigade secretaries, but Zhao Youcai could tell that these people respected Han Fengren more and talked in favor of Han Fengren.

Song Xiangchen knew that this was related to the fact that Han Fengren's son was the current brigade secretary, but the old man had lived so long and all he wanted to fight for was one breath.

It happened that at this time, someone over there muttered: "What's the end of this day?"

"Come on!" Song Xiangchen took over the conversation and said loudly: "Didn't you watch? I have invited all the experts back!"

After hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Youcai. Zhao Youcai raised his chest slightly and tried his best to look like a master.

"Oh!" Suddenly Han Fengren sighed, glanced at Zhao Youcai, and said in a strange tone: "Mr. Zhao, I see that you are younger than me, so the old man should say something to you. The mountain leader is not like the others. It’s something that ordinary people can’t measure.”

At this point, Han Fengren raised his hand to gesture to Song Xiangchen and continued: "Last time, the old leader Song also came here as a master. He came here for three dances and two dances. If he didn't understand, he asked Shan to hold his head there. ”

The top man in Han Fengren's mouth is the Siberian tiger, and the master is Huang Gui.

"My old man is not talking about Sanqige (gā)da (de)." Han Fengren looked at Zhao Youcai and said: "What do I mean? If we are not sure, we can't pull hard. We will get hurt. But it’s a lifelong matter that affects the entire family!”

At this point, Han Fengren asked Zhao Youcai, "Man, do you think what I said is right?"

Hearing this, Zhao Youcai smiled lightly and nodded. Han Fengren, an old man, said something unpleasant, but he seemed to be fine.

At this time, Song Xiangchen also frowned.

Boss Lao Song is not a bad person. His fight with Han Fengren is a fight, and it is not false to want to win the brigade secretary for his son. But after listening to Han Fengren's words just now, Song Xiangchen felt a little uncomfortable.

Huang Gui, who was injured before, was his niece's son-in-law. Now he is disabled. Song Xiangchen feels sorry for his niece's family. At the same time, he was also afraid that Zhao Youcai would fall into the tiger's mouth.

But in front of so many villagers, Song Xiangchen said nothing. Seeing that Song Xiangchen didn't say anything, Han Fengren greeted everyone to go home.

Song Xiangchen didn't leave in a hurry, but after everyone else had walked three to five meters, he whispered to Zhao Youcai: "Two dong, uncle may have done something wrong.

What Lao Deng said is right. The tiger is not like other things. If we feel unsure, we won’t go. You don't need to think too much. Since you are here, you can stay at your uncle's house for a few more days. "

After saying these words, Song Xiangchen pointed to the sack next to Song Changqing and continued to say to Zhao Youcai: "I have been thinking about you for the past two days. My father and I happened to be at the gathering today and bought a lot of food. Let's go home and have a drink. "

The old man is very down-to-earth and speaks the truth. When so many people were here just now, he didn't persuade Zhao Youcai because he was worried about Zhao Youcai's face. He was also afraid that Zhao Youcai would insist on hunting the Siberian tiger for the sake of face.

When Song Xiangchen said this at this moment, he was really thinking about Zhao Youcai, taking care of his dignity and face for him.

"Uncle Song! What do you think that is?" Suddenly, Zhao Youcai shouted to Song Xiangchen very loudly.

Song Xiangchen and Song Changqing were both startled. Not only did they follow what Zhao Youcai expected, but everyone in Han Songbao who walked out also turned around.

Zhao Youcai pointed to a mountain apricot tree growing on the roadside. This tree was moved here by someone and has been rooted here for thirty or forty years.

Every year, this tree produces a lot of apricots, but before they are ripe, they are picked up by someone.

"Erdong, what are you pointing at?" Song Xiangchen looked at Zhao Youcai suspiciously, but saw Zhao Youcai take off the semi-automatic rifle from his shoulder, holding the gun in his hand and pulling the bolt, and said with a smile: "Uncle Song, why are there so many big farts on that tree?"

The big farts Zhao Youcai mentioned are sparrows (qiǎo), that is, sparrows.

Sparrows are resident birds. When the sun comes out in winter, they squat on the trees in groups. They shrink their necks and blow up their hair, and look plump and chubby.

After Zhao Youcai said this, everyone looked at him more like a retard.

But at this time, Zhao Youcai had already restored the elasticity of the spring in the gun that had been frozen all the way by pulling the bolt continuously.

Then, Zhao Youcai took out a round of bullets from his pocket and stuffed them into the gun with a "click".

He casually pulled the magazine and the bolt, and ten bullets were loaded instantly.

Zhao Youcai held the gun to his face and pulled the trigger directly.

"Bang!"

The gun went off, and a sparrow on a branch twelve or thirteen meters away was instantly blown to pieces.

"Wow..."

The other frightened sparrows flapped their wings and flew into the air, and three gunshots were heard, and three sparrows in the air exploded one after another.

As the sparrows scattered, more than 30 people in Hansong Fortress were silent.

Seeing a sparrow feather floating down, Zhao Youcai turned off the gun safety and put the gun on his shoulder.

"Uncle Song." Zhao Youcai called Song Xiangchen, who looked at Zhao Youcai in astonishment. The old man, who had not yet recovered, only said "ah".

"Let's go." Zhao Youcai said with a smile: "Let's have a drink at home today, and I'll go to hunt tigers tomorrow."

"Hey, hey!" Song Xiangchen responded twice, stroking Zhao Youcai's arm with one hand and guiding him forward with the other hand.

Seeing the father and son of the Song family accompanying Zhao Youcai, everyone in Hansongbaozi automatically made way and let the three go first.

Looking at Zhao Youcai's back, Han Fengren gritted his teeth and walked back behind Zhao Youcai and the other two.

Back to Hansongbaozi, the father and son of the Song family took Zhao Youcai home and prepared food to entertain Zhao Youcai.

Han Fengren arrived at the brigade headquarters, threw his dog-skin hat on the table, and said to his son Han Guozheng: "Hurry up and call your brother-in-law and ask why the Fuhu general hasn't come yet?"

"My brother-in-law just hung up the phone less than two minutes ago." Han Guozheng didn't know why the old man was so anxious to come back after going out.

"What did he say?" Han Fengren asked, his eldest son-in-law was Hong Wenliang, a mountain technician of Shuangmajia.

"My brother-in-law's chief called Lingxi." Han Guozheng said, "He said that Fu Hujiang had already left home."

"Oh my god!" Han Fengren stood up, picked up his hat and put it on his head, saying, "This kid is too slow."

Han Fengren said this just to complain anxiously. The old man knew that it was a great honor for him to come.

So after saying this, Han Fengren left the garrison and went home.

Han Guozheng shook his head helplessly, and at this moment, the phone on the table rang.

"Hello." Han Guozheng picked up the phone and said, "Han Songbaozi, who are you looking for?"

After Han Guozheng finished speaking, he heard a woman's voice coming from the other end of the phone, saying, "It's the eldest brother of the Han family, I'm Song Lan."

"Oh." Han Guozheng was stunned, and then said, "Sister Lan, how is my brother-in-law?"

"He's OK." Song Lan responded, and then said to Han Guozheng, "Brother, please help me call Changqing."

"Okay, Sister Lan, wait a moment, don't hang up the phone." Han Guozheng reminded Song Lan, and then put the microphone aside.

Then, Han Guozheng got up and went to the table inside and turned on the radio speaker of the brigade.

At this time, Zhao Youcai was sitting cross-legged on the kang in the east room of the Song family. In the field outside the Song family, Mrs. Song and Song Changqing's wife were being directed around by Song Xiangchen.

Suddenly, the village loudspeaker was heard saying: "Song Changqing, come to the brigade headquarters quickly, someone is looking for you."

After three consecutive broadcasts, Song Changqing, who was sharpening his knife to kill and chop the goose, put down the knife, stood up and looked at Song Xiangchen, wondering: "Who could be looking for me?"

"Who else?" Song Xiangchen smiled and said: "It must be that old Han went to his son to complain, so... you go, and push it to me when you get there, I don't know what he can do?"

"Not that serious, Dad." Song Changqing said, went into the house and said to Zhao Youcai: "Brother, drink some water or something, I'll go out for a while and come back soon!"

The Song family really treated Zhao Youcai as a distinguished guest. When Song Changqing hurried out of the house and almost walked to the village headquarters, Han Guo was holding the phone and chatting with Song Lan.

Han Guo was mainly asking about Huang Gui's situation, because Huang Gui was injured in Hansong Fort after all. Song Lan was still the daughter of Han Songbaozi who married out. As the brigade secretary, Han Guozheng had to ask for both moral and legal reasons.

These days, there is no blackmail, and no one will blame others for anything that has happened. Song Lan did not ask Han Songbaozi for compensation.

At this time, seeing Song Changqing coming in, Han Guozheng raised his hand and waved at him twice, and then said to the other end of the phone: "Sister Lan, Changqing is here."

"Hmm?" Hearing Han Guozheng calling Sister Lan, Song Changqing realized that it was Song Lan who called, and his first reaction was that something happened to Huang Gui.

But after taking the phone from Han Guozheng, Song Changqing called "Fourth Sister", and then heard Song Lan on the other end of the phone ask: "Changqing, is it convenient for you to talk?"

Song Changqing glanced to the side and saw Han Hanzheng standing beside him, so he said: "It's convenient, what's the inconvenience?"

After hearing what he said, Han Guozheng said: "Changqing, you two sisters are chatting while I go to the latrine."

After Han Guang finished speaking, he put on his dog-skin hat and left the room.

After Han Han was leaving, Song Changqing asked Song Lan: "Fourth sister, there is no one now, please tell me."

"Then... Evergreen." Song Lan said: "My brother Zhao Jun went to our fort."

"Ah?" Song Changqing was startled and asked casually: "Which brother is yours?"

"Yong'an Tun, my brother Zhao Jun." Song Lan said: "You are looking for General Fuhu first."

"Ah? Isn't he coming?" Song Changqing thought of Zhao Youcai at home, and thought that you, General Fuhu, are quite interesting. If they don't come, you won't come either; if they come, you'll come after them.

"He's not coming for you." Song Lan said, "He was invited by the old Han family."

"What?" Song Changqing heard the words and said anxiously: "Fourth sister, how could this person do this? A few days ago, my father and I went to our house to invite him, but he didn't come. Now let the Han family invite him? Don't you say anything? Does he have a good relationship with my brother-in-law? How can he still be like this? "

"Changqing, please don't make any noise." Song Lan said: "In the first few days, when you went to find someone, something happened to them, right? Now you go because there is a human inside and you can't push him away."

"Then what he did is wrong!" Song Changqing still felt uncomfortable, but Song Lan said: "Changqing, you don't know what's going on, just listen to me.

Your brother-in-law is not doing well these days. His hands seem to be a little inflamed and he is not in good spirits. Brother Zhao Jun is here today to see what's going on with your brother-in-law. He went to Lao Shao's house to buy two ginseng for your brother-in-law, and left two hundred yuan for your brother-in-law.

After all, they were afraid that we wouldn't want it, so they left immediately. The money and participation were all sent to us by the Shao family. "

"Ah..." Song Changqing fell silent after hearing what Song Lan said. If it hadn't been for his father Song Xiangchen Zhang Luo, Huang Gui would not have come to Hansongbaozi to hunt tigers.

Now that Huang Gui is injured, it must be related to Song Xiangchen. Song Xiangchen felt guilty, and Song Changqing also felt sorry for his uncle, sister, and brother-in-law.

At this time, when Song Lan said that Zhao Jun was so kind and righteous to Huang Gui, Song Changqing no longer had any messy thoughts in his heart.

"Evergreen." At this time, Song Lan continued: "Brother Zhao Jun has been gone for more than an hour. He is probably arriving soon on a motorcycle. What do you want me to say to you? You go to the small stone bridge at the north end of our fort to pick him up. , when it’s over, you can take him to our house and help me entertain him well.”

"Okay, Fourth Sister." Song Changqing said: "What I didn't say, your brother, that is my brother. It just so happens that we have a visitor today, and we have good food, wine and food at home."

"Yes, Chang Qing." Song Lan said on the other end of the phone: "You can pick up brother Zhao Jun and save him from having to help the old Han family fight tigers."

"That's okay, Fourth Sister." Song Changqing said confidently to Zhao Youcai: "This person we hired this time is really tough. That eldest brother is a shooter."

"It's useless to be NB." Song Lan said: "Just listen to my sister. My brother Zhao Jun is gone, and you can't help anyone."

"Ah..." Song Changqing disagreed with Song Lan's words, but he thought that he had to entertain Zhao Jun no matter what, so he said nothing more.

Putting down the phone, Song Changqing hurriedly left the village, followed Han Hanzheng who came back from the latrine, said hello, and ran to the north of Baozi.

Song Changqing ran out of the fort and as soon as he came to the small stone bridge, he saw a man riding a motorcycle coming over the bridge.

"Hey!" Song Changqing raised his arm, waved and shouted, "Are you Brother Zhao Jun?"

"Huh?" Zhao Jun, who was riding a motorcycle, was stunned. He came to Hansongbaozi today on an impromptu basis and didn't tell anyone. How could anyone be waiting for him here?

Zhao Jun stopped his motorcycle, looked at the person coming and said, "I am Zhao Jun, who are you?"

"Oops!" Song Changqing reached out to Zhao Jun as he came over. Zhao Jun quickly took off his gloves and shook hands with Song Changqing.

Then, I heard Song Changqing say: "My name is Song Changqing, and Song Lan is my fourth sister. My fourth sister just called me and said that you will be there soon and asked me to pick you up."

"Ah..." Zhao Jun was still a little confused. He held Song Changqing's hand and said politely: "I think you are about the same age as my father, so I will call you Uncle Song."

"What's your name?" Song Changqing said with a smile, "I'm one month apart from my fourth sister. She calls you brother, and I call you brother. You just call me Brother Song."

"Ah, that's okay, Brother Song." Zhao Jun agreed, and then heard Song Changqing say: "Let's go home with brother, there's a goose stew at home."

"Ah?" Zhao Jun originally wanted to go to the Han family, but when he heard that Song Changqing was so enthusiastic and even stewed the goose, he thought that he couldn't blind others' good intentions.

So, Zhao Jun asked Song Changqing to get on the motorcycle, and he carried Song Changqing home.

Zhao Jun was not riding fast, and Song Changqing sat behind to guide the way. After entering the bunker, it was not far from the Song family in a few minutes.

When the motorcycle passed the fence of the Song family, Zhao Youcai was coming out of the house and preparing to go to the latrine.

The Song family is not like Yong'an Tun, which is a family area and has public toilets. Every household here has a hut, and the hut is in their own yard.

When Zhao Youcai was walking to the latrine, Zhao Jun came in from outside the courtyard on a motorcycle.

In an instant, father and son met.

Both men were stunned.

The motorcycle stopped. Song Changqing, who was sitting behind Zhao Jun, lightly patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder, then gestured to Zhao Youcai and said, "Zhao Jun, do you know this?"

Before in the mountains, Zhao Youcai told the father and son of the Song family that he was also from Yong'an Village. Song Changqing thought that since they were all from Yong'an, Zhao Jun and Zhao Erdong must know each other.

"That's too good to be true." Zhao Jun looked at Zhao Youcai, and he couldn't figure out why Zhao Youcai was here.

Zhao Baotou had experienced a lot of battles, but at this moment, he was staring at his son blankly as if he was dreaming.

"Brother Zhao." Song Changqing got off the motorcycle, looked at the stunned Zhao Youcai, and asked, "Don't you know him?"

"Ah... I know him." Zhao Youcai came back to his senses and saw Zhao Jun coming over.

"Well... Zhao Jun." Hearing Zhao Youcai say that he knew Zhao Jun, Song Changqing turned to Zhao Jun and said, "Let's call each other by our own name. You call me Brother Song. Who cares about him? You should call him uncle if you should, and call him uncle if you should."

Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai: "..."