The whole mountain is my hunting ground

When they met on the road in the morning, Zhao Jun only thought that Zhang Yuanmin's face was slapped by Yang Yufeng when the couple had a fight.

At that time, he secretly cheered in his heart. This old boy was so dishonest that he didn't get beaten much.

But from what Yang Yufeng said just now, Zhao Jun could tell again that Yang Yufeng didn't seem to be the one responsible for this.

Think about it, if a couple fights, no matter how angry they are, they won't grunt on their faces.

If not for anything else, you have to do it for the sake of face.

When asked by Zhao Jun, Zhang Yuanmin felt aggrieved all at once, but just as he was about to speak, he heard the door to the room outside being opened.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

The little bell is back.

Zhang Yuanmin swallowed the words of grievance that came to his lips in an instant, and shouted to the outer room: "Lingdang, come, your Uncle Zhao is here."

Xiao Lingdang heard the sound and hurriedly entered the back room to greet Zhao Jun: "Uncle Zhao!"

"Hey." Zhao Jun responded and wanted to turn around to talk to Xiao Lingdang, but when he turned around he saw the shotgun hanging on the wall.

Zhao Jun was startled, but when he saw Little Bell walking in, he smiled and asked, "Where did Bell go?"

Little Lingdang raised her hand, raised the two little books in her hand, and said with a smile: "I will go to my classmate's house to borrow two books from my dad."

"Borrowed it?" Zhang Yuanmin got down from the kang, walked in front of the little bell in two steps, stretched out his hand to borrow the book, and then whispered: "I have something to do with you, Uncle Zhao. You go up to that room and stay for a while."

No matter who slapped you, you can't say it in front of your daughter.

Little Lingdang agreed as soon as she heard it, stretched out her hand to pull off her schoolbag from the kang, hugged it and walked to the opposite room.

Zhang Yuanmin put the book on the table and was about to complain when Zhao Jun asked him: "Brother, where did you get that gun?"

"Ah?" Zhang Yuanmin heard this, looked up at the gun hanging on the wall, and said with a smile, "It was given by someone else."

"It's a gift..." Zhang Yuanmin said so, and Zhao Jun couldn't continue to ask who sent it.

But he didn't ask, but Zhang Yuanmin took the initiative to say, "Brother, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get this gun."

"What are you talking about?" For some reason, Zhao Jun felt awkward after hearing his words.

Zhang Yuanmin said again: "Brother, do you remember? Just that time, we went to chase the black blind man out of the warehouse, and on the way we met a few people surrounding the big man."

"Ah, what happened?" Zhao Jun must have remembered this. If Zhang Yuanmin hadn't thrown the chainsaw up the mountain, he wouldn't have gone up the mountain for that trip before the Chinese New Year, but he didn't know why Zhang Yuanmin mentioned it.

I heard Zhang Yuanmin say: "Didn't those people leave a piece of wine for you at that time? I took the egg whip and brewed it into medicinal wine, and gave it away after the New Year. After that, the man sent me a message two days ago, saying that the wine It's very easy, but he insists on inviting me, your sister-in-law, and Ling Ding to his house for dinner.

I drank too much before dinner, so I was given this gun as a gift. "

"Brother, what did you shoot with this gun?" Zhao Jun didn't care where the gun came from. What he cared about was what Zhang Yuanmin wanted to shoot with this gun.

"There's nothing to fight." Zhang Yuanmin said, quite aggrieved. He just said: "If your sister-in-law doesn't give me money, I can't buy lead beans or gunpowder, so I can only pour some iron sand and shoot it." Gizmos."

"Just gadgets will do." After hearing what he said, Zhao Jun said with some relief: "It's enough to give the child some meat from time to time."

At this point, Zhao Jun saw the slap marks on Zhang Yuanmin's face again, and Zhao Jun asked him again: "Brother, who are you fighting with?"

"Yeah." Zhang Yuanmin said: "I saw that wild boar meat, roe deer meat and so on are now sold at the market, so I thought I would kill two roe deer and sell them there."

While Zhang Yuanmin was talking, Zhao Jun hurriedly asked, "Did you sell the money to buy gunpowder?"

"Hmm? No." Zhang Yuanmin waved his hands quickly and said no.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jun said seriously: "Brother, if you don't have a gun, just go and stab the blind man."

"That can't be done!" Zhang Yuanmin said loudly, "That can't be done." Then he stretched his neck and glanced outside the door, and then whispered to Zhao Jun: "Your sister-in-law said, I want to kill the black blind man again, who cares?" If I kill the blind man, she will have to divorce me."

"now it's right!"

"What are you talking about? Brother." Zhang Yuanmin said aggrievedly: "You have to speak for your elder brother."

"Pull us down quickly." Zhao Jun waved his hand and said, "Go on, who hit us?"

"Zhang gangster."

"Who?" Not far to the west of Yong'an Tun, there is Blind Liuzi Tun. People living there are people who came from Guandong in about 60 years.

In those few years, there was not enough food in Guanli, and these people could no longer survive in their original place. Then they heard about the people in the Northeast who beat roe deer with sticks and ladles to scoop fish, so they moved their families here.

But when they got here, they had no household registration and could not receive food supplies, so they had to look for food in the mountains.

They may open two acres of private land, or they may collect mountain products or engage in side jobs. Although they may not die of hunger, their lives are much more difficult than those of the locals.

The locals call these people hooligans.

This is not a curse word.

If you don’t have a house, you’re a gangster, and if you don’t have land, you’re a vagabond. When these people first came here, didn’t they have no houses or land?

These days, there are many such hooligans, and they even live in groups, which is why there is such a hooligan village.

There were so many hooligans, but Zhang Yuanmin didn't name them. He just named Zhang hooligans. Does Zhao Jun know who they are?

"Just open your tongue!"

"Open your tongue?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Brother, how can you still fight with him?"

The person with the big tongue is named Zhang Lifu. He is older than Zhang Yuanmin. He is already forty this year. He speaks with a Shandong accent and a big tongue, which is particularly interesting.

The key is that Zhang Lifu has a good relationship with Zhao Youcai. When Zhang Lifu came here with his uncle's family, he had nothing to eat or drink, and he didn't know how to hunt. He could only paddle and eat whatever he could in the mountains.

You know, if you eat like this, you won’t feel full no matter how you eat.

The most difficult time was when Zhao Youcai recruited Zhang Lifu to help in the canteen. At that time, he was not paid, but he was provided with a full meal at noon every day.

It's a full meal, but it's actually very simple. It's just four steamed buns, a bowl of cornstarch porridge with dilute soup, and two pickle slivers.

But it was these four cornbreads every day that allowed Zhang Lifu to survive.

Later, when the world was bad and they wanted to drive these gangsters back to Guanli, it was Zhao Youcai who told Zhang Lifu that he had known an unoccupied shack in the mountains from his previous sieges, and asked Zhang Lifu to move in.

Zhao Youcai was still afraid that he would starve to death, so he taught him how to trap a roe deer, a jumping cat, and a pheasant. In this way, he helped Zhang Lifu survive the most difficult years.

In other words, Zhao Youcai is not a bad person, and he is quite warm-hearted. The key is, don't mess with him, and if you mess with him, then let nature take its course.

And Zhang Lifu is also a man who knows how to repay kindness.

Zhao Jun remembered that when he was a child, Zhang Lifu always came to his home, and every time he came he was always empty-handed. Although he brought all the wild goods he pulled in the mountains, this feeling of gratitude was very rare.

Because of the difficulties, Zhang Lifu married late and did not marry a daughter-in-law with a disability in one hand until he was 28 years old.

Although his wife married late, Zhang Lifu knows how to work hard. He and his wife have one child every other year. Now the family has five children, and the more they have, the poorer they are.

The eldest son of his family is already twelve years old. He has never gone to school for a day and helps out at home. In the spring, I have to go up to the mountains with Zhang Lifu to dig wild vegetables, and in the autumn I pick fungus, mushrooms, and schisandra chinensis.

You cannot bully such a family!