The whole mountain is my hunting ground

On November 8th, it snowed in Yongan. During the inspection in the cutting area on the 9th, Zhao Jun worked for one day. When I woke up on the morning of the 10th, I saw snowflakes still falling outside the window. Zhao Jun put on his cotton-padded jacket and cotton trousers and went to the ground. When he came out of the room and went to the outhouse, he saw Wang Meilan sitting in front of the stove, frying eggs with badgers.

"Oh, my son is awake?" Wang Meilan saw Zhao Jun and said with a smile, "Mom, will you fry an egg?"

"Mom, you can eat it, I won't eat it." Zhao Jun responded with a smile. He couldn't eat fried eggs as soon as he opened his eyes this morning.

"If you don't want to eat, I'll eat by myself." Wang Meilan took the chopsticks from the side, put them in the iron spoon, and turned the fried eggs over.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Zhao Jun looked out the window in surprise and said in surprise: "Has my dad finished sweeping away the snow?"

"Yeah!" Wang Meilan nodded and said, "Your dad did a great job today. He went out to clear the snow after four o'clock... huh?"

Halfway through her words, Wang Meilan suddenly realized something was wrong and immediately became extremely vigilant.

Not only did Wang Meilan wake up, but Zhao Jun also felt that his father was probably up to something.

"Tsk!" Zhao Jun smacked his lips and said, "My dad didn't stop for a few days either!"

In the past two days, Zhao Youcai had been relatively calm and self-reliant. Zhao Jun thought it was Wei Xiaojuan who came to cause trouble, which suddenly made Zhao Youcai wake up.

"Yeah!" Wang Meilan sighed softly and said, "He doesn't play harp for two days, and he does it early for three days."

Zhao Jun stretched his neck, looked out the window, and asked, "What is this man doing?"

"Your dad went to clear the snow for your grandma Jiang." Wang Meilan said to Zhao Jun, "How about you come over and have a look?"

"I won't go, let him sweep it away by himself." Zhao Jun suddenly smiled and said to Wang Meilan: "What kind of trouble does he want to make? It will be over if we two ignore him."

Wang Meilan also laughed when she heard what Zhao Jun said.

Zhao Jun went out to the hut. At this time, there was light snow in the sky, and there was a layer of clear snow floating on the ground where Zhao Youcai had finished sweeping.

When Zhao Jun came out, he saw Zhao Youcai walking back from there carrying a shovel and a big broom.

Zhao Jun lowered his head and pretended not to notice, quickly slipped into the yard and trotted back to the house.

At this time, Zhao Youcai also saw Zhao Jun. Seeing Zhao Jun running back to the house, Zhao Youcai muttered: "This little kid!"

After Zhao Jun returned to the house, he saw Wang Meilan putting sauerkraut and potato chips into the pot.

For Northeastern people, pickled cabbage is delicious no matter how you eat it!

Let's just say that sauerkraut and potatoes can be paired together. They can be stewed, made into soup, or fried together.

Zhao Jun's family usually cooks stew in the morning, stews in a pot, and steams dry food in a curtain drawer, so that staple food and vegetables are cooked in one pot.

Today, Zhao Jun's family eats pickled cabbage and potatoes stewed, and the staple food is two-step noodles and steamed cakes.

"Mom!" Zhao Jun remembered something and asked Wang Meilan, "Why didn't my mother-in-law go back?"

"Haha." Wang Meilan was happy when she heard this. She smiled and said, "If she doesn't want to go back, just pull her down."

"Ah?" Zhao Jun knew there was a story here as soon as he heard it, and hurriedly asked: "What's going on, Mom?"

"Mom doesn't know what's going on." Wang Meilan put the curtain around the No. 8 line into the pot and said, "Anyway, I was just hoping that the air bag would be inserted into it, huh?"

Suddenly, Wang Meilan turned around and patted Zhao Jun twice, and said cheerfully: "But since your mother-in-law is here, the old lady's house will not go to the messy people."

Zhao Jun was startled when he heard this and asked: "So powerful?"

"Yes!" Wang Meilan nodded heavily and said, "Okay, if she doesn't want to leave, just leave. Our family doesn't lack food for her."

"That's true." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "But my mother-in-law is quite good at eating."

"Yeah!" Wang Meilan pursed her lips and said, "She is almost going to beat us both."

Speaking of this, Wang Meilan smiled and said: "Lao Fanli'er, Lao Fanli'er?"

Zhao Jun chuckled. Wang Meilan's words reminded him of Tao Fulin. That old man was quite good at eating.

Then after passing Tao Fulin, Zhao Jun thought of the Yongxing Brigade again and the trouble his father caused there.

Just as Zhao Jun was thinking about it, Zhao Youcai opened the door and came in after putting away his tools outside.

"Lan Na!" Zhao Youcai expressed his gratitude as soon as he came in and said, "I've finished sweeping away the snow outside. Don't go out today. You'll catch a cold again."

"Ah..." Who lives in a bungalow and can't leave the house all day long? Wang Meilan ignored Zhao Youcai's words and simply said "Ah".

Zhao Youcai raised his hand and gestured outward, saying: "I think the coffins outside are enough to burn for a few days. When they are gone, I will chop them for you."

Wang Meilan twitched the corner of her mouth and glanced sideways at Zhao Youcai. She wanted to say something to him, but seeing that he had been busy all morning, Wang Meilan had no intention of paying attention to him.

There is no coal burning here in the forest area, nor corn pulp or corn stalks. Every household just goes to the mountains to collect firewood.

But if you are a forestry worker, you don’t need to collect firewood at all. Let's take the Yong'an Forest District. There are nearly 200 large and small villages, which are further divided into thousands of forest cells.

In these small-scale logging operations, after the trees are felled, people who cut branches and make wood will cut off the branches, and these branches can be taken back to burn the fire.

Although the forest farm does not want these scraps in the logging area, not everyone can touch them.

It's definitely not possible to be a hooligan. Like Zhang Yuanmin in the past, the couple had no job, no money, and it didn't matter. He wanted to go into the logging area to pick up wood, but was caught by the patrolmen and forest rangers. Not to mention that the wood he picked up was confiscated, and he was not punished. Fortunately, it is easy to get punished, and you may even get beaten.

But the Zhao Jun family is not afraid of this. It can be said that as long as their family does not harm yellow glass in large quantities, nothing will happen.

Zhao Youcai used to be the master chef of the canteen. He talked to a familiar inspector and asked Zhang Lifu to drive the ox cart and Lin Ban pretended to be the one.

Later, Lin Xiangshun started working and was directly assigned to the team. Then Lin Xiangshun arranged the firewood every year. Not only did Zhao Youcai not need to find connections, Lin Xiangshun even drove the firewood directly to his home.

Different people have different fates, and this can be seen in small things.

Like those hooligans, they were very happy to see the dead wood they could pick up, while the forest farm workers, when they arrived at Linban's small cell, only picked wood that was easy to burn and split to take home.

After getting home, stack the firewood and cover it with linoleum paper. Each household has more than one such firewood pile, and generally enough firewood must be stored for two to three years.

Then chop with an ax and pull with a saw to change the firewood into suitable pails.

There is no such thing as splitting a zongzi now, and it is usually enough to burn for ten and a half days. The kind of people who chop wood once a day and have the stove waiting to chop wood and then burn it are not living a good life.

There are very few women doing this kind of work. When Zhao Jun was a child, Zhao Youcai was the one who split the zongzi at home. Later, Lin Xiangshun came to live at home, and it was Lin Xiangshun who split the zongzi.

When Lin Xiangshun got married and Zhao Jun became a young man, the job of chopping wood fell to Zhao Jun.

And since Zhao Jun rescued Zhang Yuanmin, Zhang Yuanmin chopped all the pawns in Zhao Jun's family.

In the past, Zhang Yuanmin would come here every three to five, and he would chop as soon as he entered the hospital, and then leave after finishing the chop. Recently, Zhang Yuanmin has been coming more frequently, and the chopper has been able to chop more.

According to Zhang Yuanmin, my brother and I might go out to fight for siege again at some point. We don’t have coffins at home, and my uncle will have to suffer.

Anyway, no matter how you say it, Zhao Youcai hasn't split a piddle in five or six years. Today he made a sentence like this, using Zhang Yuanmin's work to sell it to Wang Meilan.

Fortunately, Wang Meilan was in a good mood recently and ignored Zhao Youcai. She just said "hmm" and passed away.

A simple breakfast was ready quickly, consisting of stewed shredded sauerkraut, potato sticks and steamed cakes. The family of five had enough to eat and drink. Zhao Hong and Zhao Na went out to find Li Xiaoqiao building a snowman, while Zhao Jun went back to his room and lay down on the kang. , reached out and hugged the little lynx.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Jun lay on the kang and petted the lynx. Zhao Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and swayed leisurely with his right foot, which was very comfortable.

"On this day, I caught up with Mr. Yang." Suddenly, a voice sounded at the door.

The person who can say such disappointing words must be Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai rolled his eyes at Zhao Jun, entered the room, sat on the edge of the kang, and asked Zhao Jun, "Why don't you change your clothes to go to work?"

"No." Zhao Jun glanced out the window casually, then turned around and said to Zhao Youcai: "It's snowing heavily and hasn't been inspected yet. What kind of shift do I work on?"

Zhao Youcai: "..."

"I'll go tomorrow morning!" Zhao Jun said with a smile, "I can give that black blind man a break."

"Dad will go with you tomorrow morning." Zhao Youcai smiled kindly and said to Zhao Jun: "My father and I have a gun as a family. If we are really in danger, you don't have to be afraid. Your father is here."

"Hehehe..." Zhao Jun smiled after hearing this. Zhao Jun still believed Zhao Youcai's words. Usually the father and son are noisy, but they are father and son after all.

"Hehehehe." Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun and smiled. He stretched out his hand and slapped Zhao Jun's leg. He pointed back at Zhao Jun and said, "Is your father still treating you well?"

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Jun's laughter suddenly changed. He sat up and looked at Zhao Youcai and asked, "Dad, are you thinking about picking something up?"

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, the smile on Zhao Youcai's face faltered and he looked at Zhao Jun in surprise.

Zhao Jun smiled again, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Wang Meilan come in with a red brick in one hand.

"Oh!" Wang Meilan's posture shocked Zhao Youcai. His butt bounced off the edge of the kang, and he stepped back slightly and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Wang Meilan did not answer Zhao Youcai's question, but moved her chin forward and said, "There is paper in the drawer. Pull out one for me."

"Ah?" Zhao Youcai was startled when he heard this, but Zhao Jun asked Wang Meilan: "Mom, what are you going to do?"

"Mom, I'm afraid you'll be cold!" Wang Meilan said to Zhao Jun with a smile, "I'll gather a shovel of firewood and put up the brazier for you."

After hearing what Wang Meilan said, Zhao Youcai came to his senses, turned around, opened the drawer, and pulled out a brand new piece of butter paper.

Zhao Youcai spread the butter paper on the kang, and Wang Meilan placed the bricks side by side on the paper. After leaving for a while, she came in with a brazier and placed it on the two bricks.

There was red-hot charcoal in the brazier. As soon as it was placed in the room, a burst of heat suddenly spread out.

Wang Meilan went and came back, holding a washed but unpeeled potato in her right hand and a stove hook in her left hand.

"Come on, son." Wang Meilan handed the two things to Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun put the potatoes into the brazier and used the stove hook to slowly spread the charcoal to cover the potatoes.

The aroma of the roasted potatoes was very light, and the roasting time was not short. Zhao Jun yawned. As he yawned, Zhao Jun tightened his nose, squeezed his eyes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Jun lifted up the little lynx and rubbed his face against the back of its head. The little guy was still young, and his fur was soft. He just took a bath yesterday, and he smelled like pig pancreas, although he couldn't tell. How fragrant, but absolutely clean and not unpleasant.

The little lynx was suddenly pulled up and suddenly panicked. It kicked off its legs and caught up with Zhao Jun to put it down.

This little guy was also a deadbeat. When he landed on all fours, he lay down, leaned in Zhao Jun's arms and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Ouch!" Zhao Jun said "Ouch" comfortably. As soon as the brazier was roasting, Zhao Jun felt warm and lazy all over. Hearing the sound of snow outside, Zhao Jun felt like he was sleepy.

At this time, in the room opposite, Zhao Youcai was getting dressed as he was getting ready to go to work.

Wang Meilan came in with a thermos bottle, put it on the table, and said, "The two girls are still playing outside!"

"You act like you are serving your father all day long!" Zhao Youcai said this out of the blue, which stunned Wang Meilan.

Seeing that Wang Meilan didn't respond, Zhao Youcai raised his hand and pointed to the opposite room and said angrily: "You see, you are used to it, you are just like raising an uncle for a day!"

Wang Meilan rolled her eyes at Zhao Youcai and said angrily: "You can work in your class, but you can take care of other people's affairs? My son earns a lot of money a day, how can he support him?"

"We all go to work, but he stays home and doesn't work!" Zhao Youcai frowned: "Whose kid stays home and doesn't work? You can ask him to work for you later."

"Ah!" Wang Meilan responded impatiently: "I know, when you leave later, I will wake him up!"

"That's pretty much it!" Zhao Youcai muttered, took off his cotton-padded jacket from behind the door and put it on.

"Uh ah ah... uh uh uh..." Suddenly, a goose call came from behind the room.

Wang Meilan's eyes lit up, she walked to Zhao Youcai's side in two steps, reached out and took off the scarf at the door and started wrapping it around her head.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Youcai asked.

"The goose has laid eggs!" Wang Meilan said while tying her headscarf: "Pick them back, put them on a wet toilet paper bag, and throw them into a brazier for my son to roast."

Zhao Youcai: "..."

"Huh?" Wang Meilan suddenly reacted and said with a smile: "As aid comes today, I have to ask him. When will the shed be closed? No matter how cold it is, the geese and chicks will stop laying eggs."

Zhao Youcai glanced sideways at Wang Meilan, and just as he was about to walk to the outhouse, the door of his house was pulled from the outside. Li Dayong and Li Baoyu, father and son, came in with a gust of cold wind. At this time, Li Dayong was holding a big wine bottle in his hand. bucket.

Zhao Jun, who was confused in the west room, suddenly woke up, and Zhao Youcai and Wang Meilan from the east room came out together.

"What are you getting here?" Wang Meilan said in surprise: "Dayong, Tian Xiaomei, the front man, just finished getting the wine here, which is enough for you to drink for a while."

At this time, Li Dayong did not answer Wang Meilan's words, but handed the wine barrel to Zhao Youcai and said: "Here it is, brother."

Zhao Youcai: "Huh?"

It will be a little later, brothers, don’t wait any longer, go to bed first.