The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang were waiting in the distance, while Zhang Yuanmin hurried over alone outside Yong'an Primary School.

It happened to be a coincidence that when Zhang Yuanmin came over, he happened to catch up with the end of get out of class. Moreover, Zhang Yuanmin saw the little bell that Zhao Hong and Li Xiaoqiao carried in their pockets at a glance.

"Bell! Girl!" Zhang Yuanmin held the railing with one hand and waved the other hand high, shouting to the little bell.

Hearing Zhang Yuanmin's voice, Xiao Lingdang was startled, but was hit by the bag thrown by Zhao Hong.

Seeing the little bell being hit by the pocket, Zhao Hong jumped for joy. But this has nothing to do with school bullying, it is just a way of playing.

After she hits Little Bell, she can change places with Little Bell, and Little Bell and Li Xiaoqiao throw their bags to the left and right to hit her while she hides.

When Xiao Lingdang saw that it was her father who was coming, she hurriedly told Zhao Hong and Li Xiaoqiao, and then quickly ran towards Zhang Yuanmin.

At this time, there were two little boys, both of whom should be Xiao Lingdang's classmates. When they saw Little Lingdang running towards a man in strange attire, they couldn't help but talk: "Is that Zhang Ling'er's father? What is he carrying?"

"Dad! What are you..." Little Lingdang approached Zhang Yuanmin and wanted to ask, "Why are you here?" But when she saw the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle on Zhang Yuanmin's shoulder, the little girl's expression suddenly changed.

Both Zhang and Li knew that Zhao Jun was entering the city today. So for Xiao Lingdang, a very serious question lies before him, that is, what is his father going to do?

"Dad, are you going to fight?" Little Lingdang said, her voice changing.

It is said that no one knows a son better than his father, and a sensible child must also know everything about his parents.

Little Lingdang knew that her father was very good at poking badgers, and it was no problem to trap a jumping cat or a pheasant. But it’s not possible to attack the big siege. It's not a question of whether it can be played, but whether it can be answered.

Therefore, Xiao Lingdang, like Yang Yufeng, explicitly prohibited Zhang Yuanmin from going up to the mountain to encircle him. Of course, going with Zhao Jun is an exception.

"Ah..." Zhang Yuanmin said after being asked by Little Lingdang: "Um... Dad... take a walk up the mountain to see if there are any roe deer or something like that? Take one so we can make dumplings to eat."

Hearing this, Xiao Lingdang passed through the middle of the railing with her little hand, grabbed Zhang Yuanmin's sleeve, and said, "Dad, I, Uncle Zhao, won't leave home, so don't leave."

"It's okay, daughter." Zhang Yuanmin returned his hand and held Xiao Lingdang's hand, comforting him: "Dad just took a walk outside the mountain farm, nothing happened."

Even if he said this, Xiao Lingdang was still worried. Full of worry, she planned to save the country in a twists and turns, and said: "Dad, you went up the mountain, what should I eat for lunch?"

"We'll eat at your Master Zhao's house at noon." Zhang Yuanmin said, "When school is over at noon, you can take Zhao Hong and the others back, and then we'll eat at your Master Zhao's house after we're done."

"Dad!" Although there was a place to eat at noon, Xiao Lingdang said: "If you leave now, my mother won't be able to deal with you when she comes back? My mother has already said..."

When Xiaolingdang mentioned Yang Yufeng, Zhang Yuanmin's heart suddenly trembled, and he pretended to be calm and said: "What are you going to do? I'm just going to beat up a roe deer. What is she going to do with me?"

"Dad!" Seeing that Zhang Yuanmin refused to listen, Xiao Lingdang jumped up and said, "Are you going to stab the blind man again?"

"Don't poke that thing!" Zhang Yuanmin said helplessly to his daughter: "Daughter, dad is alone and can't beat the blind man, so don't worry!"

Little Lingdang couldn't be reassured and just said: "Dad, my second uncle told me about Lao Li's family that day. There is a man in Shantun Village who went to pick mountains a while ago and let the black blind man kick him. It's quite difficult to say that it belongs to his family. Yes, I’m done crying for his daughter.”

Zhang Yuanmin: "..."

The second uncle of the old Li family that Xiao Lingdang mentioned was none other than Li Ruhai. But Li Ruhai never cheated, and what he said was true.

From Yong'an Primary School, go east to the mountain farm, walk seven or eight miles and then south, there is a village on the hillside on both sides of a ditch and pond.

Therefore, this village was named Kaoshan Village.

Because the water and soil in that village are not good, many people in this village suffer from Kashin-Beck disease.

During the few days when Zhao Jun went to Yongxing Brigade, someone in this village was killed by the black blind man. And this matter was heard by Li Ruhai, and the entire Yongan Village who came back to spread the word knew about it.

But Zhang Yuanmin had never heard of what Xiao Lingdang said about "finished crying for his daughter."

"Girl!" Zhang Yuanmin didn't know how to explain. It seemed that little Lingdang wouldn't listen no matter how he explained.

At this moment, the class bell rang, and the students who were playing in the playground ran towards their classes.

Zhang Yuanmin hurriedly waved to Little Lingdang and said, "Lingdang, go back to class quickly."

After saying that, Zhang Yuanmin turned around and left.

"Dad!" The little bell sounded like it was crying, and it quickly chased Zhang Yuanmin along the inside of the fence. During the chase, its little hands kept holding on to the railing next to it.

Zhang Yuanmin: "..."

Zhang Yuanmin didn't know what to say anymore. He walked with his back on his back and kept waving his hands back.

"Dad..." Xiao Lingdang screamed sadly at the top of her lungs, and at the same time a voice came from behind: "Zhang Lingling! Class is here!"

This is Xiao Lingdang's class teacher. She just entered the room and shouted "Class", but found that there was no class teacher shouting "Stand up".

Just when the teacher looked at the empty seat of Little Lingdang, he heard the little girl calling "Dad" outside.

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When Zhang Yuanmin came over, Dahuang swished up to him, then turned around and followed Zhang Yuanmin this way.

Seeing Zhang Yuanmin coming back, Zhao Youcai frowned and asked, "Why did you come back? What did you do?"

Zhang Yuanmin shook his head and didn't know what to say to Zhao Youcai. At this time, Wang Qiang said from the side: "Okay, let's go quickly."

So, the three of them led the dog gang into the mountain field, climbed over the mountains and over the hills, and went straight to Linban 76.

After arriving at the bottom of Linban 76, the three of them dug into the mountain again. At this time, the dog gang was following the wild boar's trail.

It rained the day before yesterday, and wild boars walked in the mountains, leaving many hoof marks. In the past two days, the hoof prints have dried, the hunting dogs have dispersed, and Little Bear, Big Fat, and Black Tiger are sniffing around.

Zhao Youcai observed the condition of the hunting dogs and couldn't help but secretly admired: "The little calf did a good job dragging these dogs!"

Wang Qiang, however, was more curious about the long cloth bag behind Zhang Yuanmin, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

When Wang Qiang squeezed it, he felt it was extremely hard inside, as if it were made of iron, so he asked Zhang Yuanmin, "What are you carrying?"

"Haha." When asked by Wang Qiang, Zhang Yuanmin smiled proudly and said to Wang Qiang: "Uncle, don't ask anymore. Wait a while and the dog will pin the pig down, and I will show you and my uncle."

Wang Qiang heard this and turned his attention to Zhao Youcai. Zhao Youcai asked Zhang Yuanmin, "Did you carry that hook your father left for catching badgers? Can that thing hook a wild boar?"

After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Zhang Yuanmin just smiled lightly and did not answer.

At the same time, outside the Yongan Town Passenger Terminal.

Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan were sitting cross-legged in the corner eating. The two people sat face to face, with two pieces of butter paper spread out on the ground between them. Fried candied fruits were placed on one paper, while tea eggs and eggshells were placed on the other paper in front of Wang Meilan.

At this time, Wang Meilan was peeling tea eggs. She peeled one and gave it to Zhao Jun first. Zhao Jun ate the tea eggs in two mouthfuls. Feeling that the yolk was a bit dry, he took off the military kettle that was slung over his shoulder and unscrewed it. The lid of the pot poured two mouthfuls of water into his mouth.

When Zhao Jun put down the kettle, Wang Meilan also destroyed a tea egg, but instead of drinking the water, she picked up a fried honey fruit from the side.

These days, fried honey fruits are only made by the Hui people. The Hui people do not use lard, so they use soybean oil for frying.

Therefore, fried honey fruits at this time are not cheap.

But who is Wang Meilan?

Went to the stall and bought two kilograms directly, and the two of them ate while walking. After eating here, I sat down and continued eating, planning to skip lunch.

Wang Meilan took a bite of the honey fruit and said to Zhao Jun: "Son, Mom wants to have a bowl of oil tea noodles."

"Let's go then." Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun quickly stood up and went over to help Wang Meilan up. Then he bent down and hugged the butter paper holding the fried candied fruit, and the two of them walked side by side towards Daonan.

After eating and drinking the hot oil tea noodles and fried candied fruits that had just come out of the pot, the couple went into the passenger carriage to wait for the big guest.

When the bus arrived, Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan squeezed into the bus. There were quite a lot of people on the bus. They stood back to back for more than an hour before they arrived at Daohuaxiang City.

The final stop is where the car stops, and the final stop is the main square in the city center.

It is said to be a square, but it is actually an open space. Buses to various counties and towns all depart from here.

Zhao Jun asked about the departure time back to Yong'an Town, and then took Wang Meilan out of the square.

At this time, Wang Meilan seemed to have turned a little. She grabbed Zhao Jun's sleeves with both hands, looked around and said, "Son, where are we going?"

"Over there!" Zhao Jun pointed to the southwest street and said to Wang Meilan, "Mom, look at the green plaque."

"Ah!" Wang Meilan stood on tiptoe, took a look, and asked Zhao Jun in a low voice, "Is that a pharmacy?"

"Yes!" Zhao Jun patted his shoulder bag and said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, let's go and make money!"

"Money..." When Zhao Jun mentioned money, Wang Meilan's eyes suddenly lit up, but she said with some worry: "Son, you might as well hold the gun."

When Zhao Jun came out of the house, he rolled his gun in a sack, but when he passed Mrs. Jiang's house, he put the gun at the old lady's house.

At that time, Wang Meilan asked him why he didn't have a gun, and Zhao Jun replied that he didn't need it. Wang Meilan asked again what he was doing with it, and Zhao Jun said he was afraid that his father would sneak around.

When Zhao Youcai was away, Wang Meilan still protected him. After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Wang Meilan said she couldn't.

Hearing Wang Meilan mention the gun at this time, Zhao Jun knew that my mother was scared, so he smiled and persuaded her: "Mom, please be careful, there is nothing wrong with you."

"Yeah, yeah." Wang Meilan nodded repeatedly, but her hand was tightly holding Zhao Jun's hand, and her eyes kept wandering around.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun was busy comforting his mother and said: "Mom, my son is leading you, I can't lose it to you."

Then, Zhao Jun added: "Also, if we move to the city now, we will live in a wealthy family here. Mom, please be more energetic and stop trembling!"

When Zhao Jun mentioned a wealthy family, Wang Meilan immediately calmed down a lot. The two of them crossed the street and came to a large state-owned drug store. Zhao Jun held his mother with one hand and pushed the door open with the other.

This pharmacy is very big, but it’s almost noon and there aren’t many people buying medicine. Zhao Jun brought Wang Meilan to the innermost room. Looking at the old doctor sitting in front of the medicine cabinet reading a newspaper, Zhao Jun let go of Wang Meilan, put his right hand on his left hand and cupped his fist and said, "Old man."

The old man was reading a book while wearing reading glasses. When he heard someone talking to him, he put his chin inward, raised his eyes, and glanced at Zhao Jun over the frame.

At this time, Zhao Jun lowered his left fist, lifted his right palm outward, and spread it flat in front of the old man's newspaper. He closed his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, made a six, and said at the same time: "You always get rich."

The old doctor was startled, quickly clasped the newspaper, put it on the table next to him, stood up and shouted at the door of the pharmacy: "You two!"

"Hey!" Someone responded over there, and a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt walked quickly, bowed slightly in front of the counter, and said to the old doctor: "Master."

"You watch in front for a while." The old doctor said nothing, then gave Zhao Jun a fist, and then gestured to the small door on the right with his right hand to give way: "Young man, please!"

Zhao Jun said nothing and only raised his left hand to give way. This old man's beard and hair are all white, so he must be quite old. Why should Zhao Jun let the old man go first?

The old doctor smiled and moved forward first, followed closely by Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan.

Lifting the white cloth curtain, he walked through the corridor and came to a room. The old doctor pushed the door open and entered.

Entering the room, the old doctor turned around, raised his hand to the long sofa against the east wall, smiled at Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan, and said, "You are from the mountains, right? You are tired from walking, so sit down and rest." .”

After saying that, the old doctor went to the west wall, opened the lid of the white porcelain tea jar on the coffee table, and took out the tea jar from under the coffee table, preparing to make tea for Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan.

"Oops!" Suddenly, an exclamation startled the old doctor. He turned around and saw Wang Meilan sitting on the sofa. He raised his head and asked Zhao Jun, who was holding her hand, "Son, what is this? Why is it so noisy?" Woolen cloth?"

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and said, "Mom, this is the sofa."

"Ah!" Wang Meilan touched the sofa with her fingers curiously, and then said to Zhao Jun seriously: "Son, when will you go to the city to buy two of these sofas and put them in your new house?"

"Yes." Zhao Jun rushed to Wang Meilan and sat next to him.

At this time, the old doctor picked up the thermos bottle, poured water into the teacup, then put the lid on the cup and brought it to Zhao Jun and his son.

"Thank you, old man." Zhao Jun stood up slightly and extended his hand to take it. The old doctor moved the hand holding the cup aside and said, "I'll do it, hot."

Zhao Jun nodded and sat back on the sofa. After the old doctor put down his tea cup, he turned around and sat on the sofa to the west. He raised his hand and motioned to the two of them: "Drink some water, keep warm."

Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan nodded in unison, and both opened the lids of the cups to let out the heat.

The water is too hot and I can't drink it now.

The old doctor squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Jun quietly.

This old doctor's surname is Sun, and his name is Sun Qishan. He is seventy-two years old this year.

He has come a long way from the old society and learned medical skills. What has he not seen before?

Therefore, Sun Qishan could tell at a glance that the two people in front of him were mother and son. Although the middle-aged woman's clothes were of good quality and she was wearing a silver bracelet, she looked like a rural woman.

As for this young man, Sun Qishan couldn't see through it. Although Zhao Jun was young, he didn't show any timidity when he sat there. Especially the gesture and the six that Zhao Jun made outside just now are very telling.

I have adjusted my work and rest schedule these days, saved some manuscripts, and am preparing to work on more to pay off my debts, so I can work hard in one go.