The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Shanhe TV is small in scale and has few programs. It mostly broadcasts news and current affairs related to local politics, people's livelihood, and industry.

Although the content is a bit boring, it is precisely because of this that people who have an iron rice bowl in Shanhe County will pay attention to Shanhe TV's evening news as long as they have a TV at home.

There are many people in Shanhe County who have iron rice bowls, but only a small part of them have TVs at home.

The status of these people in various agencies and units is basically at the top.

Therefore, Zhao Jun's interview had a considerable impact on the upper circles of Shanhe County.

Over there, County Magistrate Luo put down the phone, and Chu Anmin called to the office of Zhou Chunming, secretary of Yongan Forestry Farm.

"Old Zhou." After hearing Zhou Chunming's greeting on the other end of the phone, Chu Anmin hurriedly asked: "Where is Zhao Jun?"

"Zhao Jun?" Zhou Chunming was startled, and then said honestly: "He went to Lingnan."

"What are you doing in Lingnan?" Chu Anmin's voice suddenly rose a lot. Zhou Chunming was startled and said hurriedly: "Chu Bureau, the old Fan and Fan Zhisheng from our forest farm didn't move the two-horse rack. That’s it.

They are making big paws over there, where are the three of them? After that, I really had no choice but to call Zhao Jun over and over again. I thought that we could be considered part of his family, and if we could help him, we could help him. "

"Stop trying to help." Chu Anmin listened patiently to Zhou Chunming's explanation, and then said to Zhou Chunming in a tone that left no doubt: "Hurry up and call him to come back."

"Ah? Okay." Zhou Chunming first accepted the order from the director, and then asked casually: "Bureau Chu, which forest area below us is there another mountain animal that is causing harm to people?"

"No." Chu Anmin asked back, "Didn't you watch TV last night?"

"No." Zhou Chunming said: "Chu Bureau, our production tasks in the forest area have not been completed, so I usually don't go home."

Speaking of this, Zhou Chunming suddenly remembered something and asked Chu Anmin, "By the way, Bureau Chu. I just remembered that we were on TV yesterday, right?"

Zhou Chunming's words silenced Chu Anmin.

Zhou Chunming really didn't know the situation, so he asked Chu Anmin: "Bureau Chu, how is he taking pictures of us people?"

"It's not that good." Chu Anmin said, "If we don't get it, Zhao Jun will get it himself."

"Huh?" Zhou Chunming was startled, wondering whether Director Chu was here to investigate and investigate? But we can’t rely on Zhao Jun.

At this moment, Chu Anmin continued to say: "That kid Zhao Jun said a few words, and he said it very well."

"What did you say?" Zhou Chunming asked subconsciously.

"There was an old man that day, and the big paw took out the donkey." Chu Anmin said: "Zhao Jun saw how pitiful he was, so he secretly stuffed twenty yuan into his pocket. The little girl from the TV station asked him What are you shouting at? Zhao Jun said..."

Having said this, Chu Anmin lowered his voice and said, "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world."

Hearing these words, Zhou Chunming on the other end of the phone was stunned.

This was 1988. People had never experienced the bombardment of the Internet and self-media, nor had they seen the "pointing out and passionate writing" of keyboard warriors.

Therefore, these two sentences from Zhao Jun had a great impact on people.

Although Chu Anmin was alone in the office, he had a serious face when relaying these two sentences.

"This kid..." Zhou Chunming didn't know how to praise Zhao Jun.

"Lao Zhou, hurry up and call Zhao Jun to get it back." Chu Anmin said in a very gentle tone: "County Magistrate Luo just put down the phone. He told me that he watched the TV last night and Zhao Jun was moved. Enough."

"County Magistrate Luo?" Zhou Chunming was a little confused and heard Chu Anmin continue: "He said that the outstanding individuals in our county this year will be given directly to Zhao Jun."

"Oh my god!" Zhou Chunming was startled by Chu Anmin's words. Only a few days have passed this year, and the leader has already been decided.

The key is still the county!

Although the main economic industry pillar of Shanhe County is forestry, not every person from the Shanhe Forestry Bureau can be rated as an advanced individual by the county.

"Old Zhou, please call him quickly and ask him to come back." Chu Anmin once again urged Zhou Chunming to recall Zhao Jun, and said: "After that, next Monday, you let him come to the bureau."

"Okay, okay, Bureau Chu, I understand." Zhou Chunming put down the phone and hurriedly called Fan Zhisheng who was far away in Shuangmajia Forest Farm.

After the call was connected, Zhou Chunming told Fan Zhisheng about the situation, and Fan Zhisheng immediately responded: "Okay, Lao Zhou, I'll call Nabaozi right now. It just so happens that our mountain technician went to his father-in-law's house today. "

These days, communication is not convenient.

Fan Zhisheng called Yong'an Tun before, and Zhao Jun promised him that he would go to Hansongbaozi. Since then, the two have not contacted each other again, and Fan Zhisheng does not know whether Zhao Jun has gone.

But Fan Zhisheng couldn't bear to call and ask again, so he asked Hong Wenliang, a technician at the mountain farm, to take his wife back to her parents' home to have a look.

Hong Wenliang's daughter-in-law is the daughter of the pockmarked old man Han Fengnen. The couple went back to see if Zhao Jun had gone. If you go, ask Zhao Jun if he has any difficulties.

When Fan Zhisheng's call came to the brigade headquarters of Han Songbaozi, two old men, Song Xiangchen and Han Fengren, were quarreling in the brigade headquarters.

As soon as he heard the call coming, Han Guo was busy greeting the two old men and said: "Dad, Uncle Song, please stop arguing, there's a call."

The two old men stopped arguing, but stared at each other.

Han Han was answering the phone when he heard the other end ask if it was Secretary Han. South Korea responded, and Fan Zhisheng also announced his family name.

The two exchanged brief greetings, and Fan Zhisheng asked Hong Wenliang if he had arrived. Han Guozheng said that his brother-in-law had arrived and was now at his home.

Fan Zhisheng thought for a moment, then did not ask Hong Wenliang, but directly asked Han Guozheng: "Secretary Han, what...has Zhao Jun gone?"

"He's here, Director Fan." Han Guozheng said: "But he left early in the morning."

"Gone? What did you do?" Fan Zhisheng was startled. He didn't think Zhao Jun could kill all three Siberian tigers so quickly.

"He's gone home, Director Fan." Guo Guozheng smiled and said, "We originally wanted to keep him here for a while, but he didn't because he had something to do at home."

"Then the matter in your bunker has been resolved?" Fan Zhisheng asked, and South Korea said: "It has been resolved, Director Fan."

"Huh?" Fan Zhisheng frowned slightly after hearing Han Guozheng's words. If it was Zhao Jun who solved it, South Korea would have to thank itself.

At this time, only South Korea was heard continuing to say: "Three Siberian tigers, two will die and one will run away."

"Ouch..." Fan Zhisheng asked in surprise, "Who beat him to death?"

As a production director in charge of production, Fan Zhisheng is also afraid of Siberian tigers and blind bears in the forest areas under his jurisdiction. Ask which gunner has such ability, and you will have one more choice if something happens in the future.

But what Fan Zhisheng didn't expect was that South Korea said: "It's Zhao Jun's father, Zhao Youcai."

"Who?" Fan Zhisheng didn't hear clearly, but he couldn't believe it. He smiled slightly and said, "Zhao Youcai? Did he go with Zhao Jun?"

"No, he was found by our uncle Song." Han Guozheng said: "That Zhao Youcai is very powerful. According to our militiamen, he was killed by those two tigers as soon as he entered the ditch."

"Did you kill him, Secretary Han?" Fan Zhisheng said in disbelief: "Zhao Jun killed him, right? How could it be Zhao Youcai?"

"It's really Zhao Youcai." Han Guozheng said: "Zhao Youcai, the King of Tiger Fighters."

"Ah?" Fan Zhisheng didn't hear clearly this time, and then asked: "Then who is the king?"

He thought Han Hanzheng was talking about two people just now.

"It's the King of Tigers, Zhao Youcai." Han Guozheng said: "The King of Tigers is Zhao Youcai's nickname."

At this point, Han Guozheng asked with some confusion: "Director Fan, it turns out that you are all from the same forest area, didn't you know?"

"You can pull him down, hehehe..." Fan Zhisheng laughed with a little sarcasm and said: "You still beat the Tiger King? His nickname is Cow Slaughterer Cannon!"

"Ah?" Han Guo was stunned. He glanced at Han Fengren and Song Xiangchen, and asked with some uncertainty: "Director Fan, is the error correct?"

"What went wrong?" Fan Zhisheng asked: "Just one month before I came, he went up the mountain to live in Daqinggu, where he was a red deer and killed him."

South Korea: "..."

At this time, Fan Zhisheng continued: "After that, he ran away like that. The arbitrator found the leader and found me. I went up the mountain to handle the matter for him."

When Fan Zhisheng said this, one could not help but believe it or not.

At this time, Fan Zhisheng asked Han Guozheng again, "Secretary Han, was it Zhao Jun who killed the tiger and let his father take over?"

For Fan Zhisheng, he hoped that the tiger was shot by Zhao Jun. After all, Zhao Jun was invited by him.

"This..." Hearing what Fan Zhisheng said, Han Guozheng was also a little unsure.

…

At this time, the Zhao family father and son were at the market outside Wudaogou Beishan Fort.

Zhao Youcai passed by here and insisted on having a bowl of rice porridge. Zhao Jun couldn't resist him, so he could only carry his father to the porridge stall.

It was still three cents for a bowl and five cents for two bowls. Zhao Youcai put down his five cents and ordered two bowls, and generously treated Zhao Jun to the big ballast porridge.

Although we had just eaten, it was so cold outside, it was always good to warm up with a bowl of hot porridge.

But Zhao Jun didn't even wash the bowl when he saw it. He really couldn't drink it.

Zhao Youcai didn't care about that. He drank half a bowl of porridge and loudly asked the old lady who set up the porridge stall: "Sister, are there not enough porridge today?"

"Yeah." The old lady pursed her lips and said, "By this time every day, half the pot is sold."

"You know why not?" Zhao Youcai asked, and the old lady asked back: "Why?"

Zhao Youcai held the bowl in one hand and gestured in the direction of Hansong Fort with the other hand, saying: "The gathering over there at Hansong Fort has begun."

"Ah?" The old lady was startled, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Han Songbaozi, and said in surprise: "Don't they have a tiger mother over there?"

"Let me beat him to death, hahaha..." Zhao Youcai, who had been preparing for a long time, finally said what he wanted to say.

"What?" Not only was the old lady surprised, but the people on the bench next to him who were drinking porridge and resting were all looking at Zhao Youcai with their mouths open.

Zhao Youcai is usually a very taciturn person. But at this time, Zhao Youcai hated that he was not as capable as Li Ruhai.

Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun, wanting his son to help with a message, but at this time, Zhao Jun was holding his shoulders and tilting his head, looking at the top of the big willow tree.

"What's the use of raising this son?" Zhao Youcai sneered, then looked at everyone, and finally said to the old lady: "I drank porridge at your place the day before yesterday, and I met their old boss Han."

"Ah, Han Jazi!" The old lady seemed to have remembered it. She looked at Zhao Youcai and said, "Aren't there a few tigers in Sidaogou? Did you kill them all?"

"I killed two and scared one away yesterday." Zhao Youcai said, slurping a mouthful of porridge from the bowl. When he said that, killing tigers was as easy as drinking porridge.

"You are really good." The old lady praised Zhao Youcai casually. Before Zhao Youcai could finish his words, she said with emotion: "In the past, there were tigers on every hill in our area."

"Really?" A woman sitting next to Zhao Youcai asked, "Why haven't I heard about it?"

"You are so young, what can you hear?" On another bench, an old lady with a child said, "I heard from my father that in the past, we had to go from our fort to the Hansong fort. It was so far and narrow that five or six people had to go together. It was impossible to go alone. OK."

"Is it so weird?" someone asked, the old lady nodded and said, "What are you thinking? Five or six people were walking together, and a tiger jumped out of the ditch, and they dragged someone away."

"Yeah!" The old lady selling barley porridge pointed to the Wudaogou direction with a spoon in her hand and said, "In this ditch, the tigers gnawed human bones, wild boar bones, and roe deer bones. When the dog days come, the stench is so bad that it chokes your nose."

"What happened to the tigers later?" The one who asked the question was Zhao Jun, who was also attracted by the scenes described by the two old ladies.

"You are young, so you may not know." The old lady waved the spoon at Zhao Jun and said, "Before liberation, there was a man named Guo who specialized in beating tigers."

"I know, Auntie." Zhao Jun said, "Isn't he a tiger-beating general?"

"Yes, that's him." The old lady nodded and said, "That man is really nasty. He can kill a tiger in just a few days."

As she spoke, the old lady knocked the lid of the stew pot twice with the spoon in her hand and said, "My father told me that if a tiger is placed at the bottom of the ditch, the man named Guo will be placed on top and pass through it. He is not afraid at all."

"What kind of person is he!" At this time, a man in his forties next to him took over and said, "He is a tiger-beating general! If he is missing one tiger, he will have killed a hundred!"

As everyone discussed this, they instantly suppressed the topic brought up by Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai looked at the people around him helplessly. From this, it can be seen that Zhao Youcai's personality is very awkward. He obviously wants to show himself in front of others, but he is embarrassed to show it too deliberately.

Of course, it is also because he is not proficient in business.

If Li Ruhai were here, he would be able to grab everyone's attention with just one sentence, and then talk freely, and would never let his words fall to the ground.

Zhao Jun pursed his lips and glanced at his father. Seeing Zhao Youcai's tangled look, Zhao Jun's mouth corners slightly raised.

"Ouch!" Zhao Jun turned around suddenly, pretending to be surprised and looked at Zhao Youcai, saying: "Man, I just brought you here, and you didn't say you were going to kill tigers. You can kill two tigers, so you are quite capable."

Zhao Jun shouted like this, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Ah, it's okay, hehe." Zhao Youcai, who was holding the bowl, smiled and responded, looking at Zhao Jun with eyes, as if saying: "Good boy."

"What's your last name?" Zhao Jun stretched out his hand to Zhao Youcai and said: "We know each other, we know each other, and if there are big cannon eggs, bear blinds, etc. making trouble in our village in the future, we will also find you."

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, everyone around looked at Zhao Youcai. Zhao Jun's words reminded them that the three Northeast Tiger Generals had made Han Songbaozi miserable, and there was no guarantee that such a thing would not happen to them in the future.

"My name is Zhao Youcai." Zhao Youcai looked at his son with satisfaction and said, "My family is in Lingxi. You can go to Shibadaogangzi or Yong'an Forest District to ask for Zhao Youcai, and they all know me."

At this time, Zhao Youcai did not dare to mention the tiger-fighting king, because the people next to him had just finished discussing the tiger-fighting general, and the middle-aged man even said that the tiger-fighting general had killed ninety-nine tigers in his life.

Zhao Youcai's record was not bad compared to his son, so how could he compare with others?

But he had a good son, so Zhao Jun asked loudly: "Master Zhao, you see that Guo Wei is called the tiger-fighting general, and you have a tiger-subduing general in Lingxi, so do you have a nickname or something?"

Zhao Youcai: "..."