The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Zhao Jun and Ma Ling separated. On the way to their homes, when they passed behind the small shop, they smelled a sweet smell coming from the house.

"Hmm!" Zhao Jun's eyes lit up and he said, "Taozi cake!"

Zhao Jun walked around to the front, and when he entered through the door, he saw a group of people waiting for the pastries to be baked.

There are no queues in the forest area these days, but men can’t keep their faces off from women, so they usually force women to buy first.

As soon as Zhao Jun came in, he saw a group of old ladies gathered in front of the counter. Aunt Lao Qi stuffed a dough bag into the proprietress Yang Xue and said, "Put five kilograms in the back for me first."

"Huh?" Auntie Lao Qi shouted, Yang Xue was stunned, and Sun Yongrong, who had never dealt with her, said angrily: "You two are the only ones in your family, why buy so much?"

"What the hell do you care about me!" Aunt Lao Qi retorted, then rolled her eyes and said, "Ruhai asked me to bring this for him!"

"Fuck!" Sun Yongrong glanced at Aunt Qi and curled his lips and said, "Look at you, you look like a bear!"

She tilted her head and happened to see Zhao Jun. She raised her hand towards Zhao Jun and said, "Jun, can't you buy a cake?"

Zhao Jun originally wanted to buy more, because Xie Zhong's Lengchang was about to start construction, and he planned to prepare some food for Xing San.

Frozen dumplings are all made at home. Zhao Jun also wanted to buy him a few kilograms of cakes. He happened to be passing by the grocery store today and saw the trough cake being baked.

There are only a few kinds of cakes in the forest area, and among them, the trough cake is definitely the best. After all, there are eggs in it.

And this trough cake is the most delicious when it has just come out of the pan, both in terms of aroma and taste.

But no matter how delicious something is, it won’t taste the same after being stored for a long time. Fortunately, every household in the Northeast has a large natural cold storage. In winter, if you buy the cakes at home, you can freeze them outside the house. If you want to eat it, bring it into the house, let it cool down before eating it, or eat it cold directly, which tastes better than storing it at room temperature.

Therefore, Zhao Jun planned to buy ten kilograms for Xing San, put it in a bag of flour, and hang it outside the house to prevent the harm of rats and the like.

But now seeing so many people gathered in front of the counter, Zhao Jun was embarrassed to ask for ten pounds even if someone bought it for him.

"Auntie! Help me carry two pounds." Zhao Jun called Sun Yongrong and warned: "Charge it to my account!"

"Hey, I know!"

After a while, Wang Fu and his son came from behind each holding a large woven basket.

This large woven basket is open, large and flat, and is specially used to hold dry food. In the south, bamboo is generally used for this, but in the north, where bamboo is not available, tree slivers are used in forest areas.

Wang Fu didn't know how many cakes he baked at one time, so the two of them put down the basket weaving and went back.

Yang Xue signaled Auntie Lao Qi to hold the noodle bag, and she used long chopsticks to put the cake into the noodle bag for him.

"You have to let it cool when you go back now!" Yang Xue warned as she clamped the noodles, and soon Aunt Daqi squeezed out of the crowd with a bag of noodles. Behind her is Song Qiuyue, whom Ma Ling mentioned not long ago.

When Zhao Jun looked at the two people, each was carrying a noodle bag. Aunt Qi was the first one just now. The rice cake Song Qiuyue took should have been from the previous pot. It seemed that most of her bag had four or five. catty.

"Why did you buy so much?" Zhao Jun asked with a smile, and Aunt Qi replied: "Ruhai wants it."

"Second sister-in-law, what do you want from Ruhai?" Zhao Jun asked Song Qiuyue again, and seeing Song Qiuyue nodding, Zhao Jun said in surprise: "This child buys these dry foods, can't he be selling them somewhere? "

"You can say that we are like the sea!" Upon hearing this, Aunt Lao Qi quickly called out to Li Ruhai and said, "You see, this child is young but sensible. I bought this for his master."

"His master?" Zhao Jun suddenly realized that Li Ruhai's master should be Uncle Yang from Yongshengtun.

According to Li Ruhai, their master and apprentice have been guarding the entrance of Yong'an Forest Farm for 20 years. Not long ago, his master retired after his military success and returned home a few days ago. He was introduced by Li Ruhai and received the courtesy of Jie Zhong. He was about to go to Lengchang to be with Xing San.

As Auntie Lao Qi said, this kid Li Ruhai is really sensible!

"Zhao Jun!" At this time, Sun Yongrong squeezed out from the crowd, went to Zhao Jun and picked up the butter paper bag. Zhao Jun took it and thanked Sun Yongrong, and then he shouted to the counter: "Aunt Wang, what are you talking about before? I’m not busy anymore, please leave me ten kilograms of rice cakes and I’ll come over to pick them up in the evening (qiǔ)!”

"Okay, okay!" Yang Xue responded to Zhao Jun while busy packing for the next person.

Zhao Jun said goodbye to Sun Yongrong and Aunt Lao Qi, and went straight to the old lady's house with the cake in hand.

Regardless of why Jie Chen abandoned his mother, Jie Sun was in the village at this time, and her children were not with her. As Jie Chen's friend, Zhao Jun had to take care of Jie Sun.

Zhao Jun quickly arrived at the old lady's house. He went directly into the hospital and shouted in front of the house to wake up the old lady. He was afraid that he would enter the house unexpectedly and scare the old lady again.

When Zhao Jun opened the door and entered the house, the old lady was about to get off the kang. Zhao Jun hurriedly said: "Grandma Jiang, don't come down!"

With that said, Zhao Jun quickly entered the east room.

Upon entering the room, Zhao Jun couldn't help but be startled.

It turned out that the old lady and Mr. Sun were picking soybeans at home.

Two days ago, Wang Meilan said that she would make soybean tofu by herself this year. The women actively responded to the call, and the old lady was not to be outdone.

And if you want to make tofu, you first have to pick the beans. I don’t want the deflated soybeans, nor the half-stretched ones.

My family's method of picking soybeans is also simple, which is to place the kang table at an angle on the kang, and then connect the chopsticks to form a channel from top to bottom, so that the soybeans can roll between the two rows of chopsticks from top to bottom like a slide.

Soybeans that can be rolled all the way down from the top can be made into tofu, while half-pulled soybeans and shriveled soybeans cannot be rolled down and must be picked out.

This job is simple, and Jie Sun is within his ability. But Zhao Jun had heard that Jie Chen never worked. You can still participate in labor in Yong'an. It seems that the land and water in Yong'an is really nurturing. No wonder everyone is so "talented"!

"Little one, here we come!" Seeing that it was Zhao Jun who was coming, the old lady grinned and stretched out her hand to beckon Zhao Jun to get on the kang.

Zhao Jun smiled and nodded to the old lady, then greeted Mr. Jie Sun and said, "Jie Niang."

Mr. Xie Sun smiled and said, "Jun, I was just chatting with you, Mrs. Jiang."

"What's going on, Jie Niang?" Zhao Jun sat down next to the old lady and asked Jie Sun with a smile, "What are you two talking about?"

"I told Xie Chen before he left." Xie Sun said to Zhao Jun: "Let him bring two hundred catties of soybeans from home, as well as bean noodles, corn noodles and so on."

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was startled when he heard this, frowned and asked: "Bean noodles, corn noodles? What are you doing with these things?"

Xie Sun is one of those people who is indifferent to grains and grains. She didn't know that two hundred kilograms of soybeans can produce eight or nine hundred kilograms of tofu.

But Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan discussed that if Jie Chen really brought 200 kilograms of soybeans, they would send those soybeans to the tofu shop and replace them with tofu or dried tofu, and then take them to Jie Zhong's Lengchang. There are many people eating in his stall. These days, soybean tofu and dry tofu are equivalent to eating meat for those workers.

As for bean noodles and corn noodles, I haven’t mentioned them before!

"Don't your family have livestock or something?" Xie Sun said: "My boss and the other tenants in Lengchang have to eat all the cows and horses. I wonder if your family has donkeys. After all, our family still has to eat them." I have to raise a big goose, so I’ll ask my second son to bring me a few bags.”

"Nothing else!" When Zhao Jun heard this, he quickly declined and said: "They have so many livestock in Lengchang, let them keep them as envoys. This is not enough, we have to go back to Lingnan to pull them."

"That's all we need." Mrs. Xie Sun waved her hand and said, "My eldest brother-in-law, stay at the Jiaohe Railway Station..."

When he said this, Xie Sun got stuck and changed his words: "The team leader of the cargo department, who transports grain to the south, all give him a lot."

"Ah, that's okay." After hearing what Sun Xie said, Zhao Jun did not refuse. The bean noodles and so on can be fed to the donkey normally. If Wang Meilan organizes so many families to pull tofu together, the donkey will be very tired all day long. If he only eats corn leaves and stalks, he will probably fail.

"Huh?" Zhao Jun suddenly remembered something and asked Xie Sun, "Xie Niang, have you decided on the house next to it?"

"No." Mrs. Xie Sun curled her lips and said, "The second son said he didn't bring any money before he came, so he had to wait for my boss to come over."

"Ah..." Zhao Jun understood immediately upon hearing this that Jie Chen didn't want to buy a house for his mother.

But Zhao Jun was not going to get involved in this matter. He quickly took the butter paper bag on the side, opened it and let the old lady Xie Sun eat the hot cake.

"It's delicious!" Mr. Xie Sun took a bite of the cake and praised, "It's delicious right after it's baked."

"Then you can eat two more pieces while it's hot." Zhao Jun said with a smile, then he got off the kang and said to the old lady: "Jiang Nai, if you don't have to pick the beans, we won't pick them. You can't pick the beans that day." Didn't you ask my old uncle to carry a bag?"

"Oh!" The old lady raised her head and smiled, and said, "Then we just stay together. Picking beans can also exercise my hands."

There are not many entertainment activities these days, and the old lady doesn't like to go out, so the day is quite boring. This also has to be said that Mrs. Jie Sun is here. Although she is a top performer, she can at least talk to the old lady.

"Huh?" Zhao Jun remembered something again and smiled at the old lady: "I heard Ruhai say the other day that our store is giving welfare today, so you can buy a TV. I will buy you a big color TV then, so you can sit at home without anything else. watch TV."

"Ouch!" Hearing this, the old lady hurriedly put the cake on the Kang table, then waved to Zhao Jun and said, "I don't want it, little one. If you have that money, you should keep it for yourself. From now on, you can use it to live your life." There’s plenty of room for money.”

"It's okay." Zhao Jun smiled slightly, but the old lady continued to shake her head and said, "You can't buy me that thing. By then, you will have it in every house. Whose house should I go to?"

"Come to my house and take a look!" Mrs. Xie Sun smiled and gestured to the west, saying: "After the Chinese New Year, our family will move here. I have a TV at home, 18 inches!"

As soon as Xie Sun said this, Zhao Jun and the old lady looked at each other and smiled. Zhao Jun turned to ask her, "Jie Niang, do you really want to move here?"

"Ah!" Mr. Xie Sun nodded and said, "I already have enough people living in that village!"

"Haha." Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing when he heard this. This little old lady is not an ordinary person. In their village, the neighbors usually walk around her.

The old lady also smiled. She had been getting along with Mr. Xie Sun for these days, and she had already figured out who Mr. Xie Sun was. To put it mildly, she could not see the sand in Xie Sun's eyes.

It's not that she doesn't see the sand in her eyes, but she can't see the sand. When she sees something unfair on the roadside, she wants to shovel it in.

But what should be said should not be said. Ever since Jie Sun came to her house, the old lady had confidence in her heart. If someone came to harass her, she would open the door to release Sun.

Zhao Jun, on the other hand, did not support or object to Xie Sun's intention to settle in Yong'an. He did not say anything at this time. He just said to the old lady Xie Sun, "Okay, you two can choose a little longer. At noon Come to my house for dinner."

After saying that, Zhao Jun walked out of the house and walked all the way home.

When he was approaching home, Zhao Jun saw Zhang Yuanmin and Yang Yufeng passing through the west alley.

Zhao Jun said hello to them, and the three of them walked to the door of Zhao Jun's house and saw the unique snowman.

There are three snowmen, the other two are normal, except the first snowman on their side, not only the shortest, but also fully armed.

Previously, Zhao Jun asked Xiao Lingdang to find a stick for the snowman to carry behind his back, but the child found a stove hook, tied the rope to both ends, and carried it behind the snowman's back.

Not only that, Little Bell also used a wooden stick and a piece of No. 8 wire to make a simple two-pronged fork, which the snowman held in his hand.

"Oh my God!" When Yang Yufeng saw the snowman for the first time, she couldn't help but said, "Who made this beard? What is that for?"

Zhang Yuanmin walked around in front of the snowman, looked at the fork in the snowman's hand, and suddenly felt blessed and blurted out: "Escape the badger fork?"

"Huh?" Yang Yufeng was startled, reacted instantly, and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhao Jun on the side was already happy.

Zhang Yuanmin stretched out his hand and pulled the hook of the stove, and his eyes went silent after clicking it.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Jun and Yang Yufeng laughed in unison. At this time, Zhang Yuanmin was also happy. The three of them walked into the courtyard together, looking back at the snowman version of the big crotch from time to time.

…

At the same time, in the canteen of Yongan Forest Farm, Zhao Youcai looked out the window at the busy people.

At this time, Zhang Guoqing appeared behind Zhao Youcai, took Zhao Youcai's cigarette case and threw it on the table, took out a cigarette and asked: "People are clearing snow, why don't you go?"

As soon as they got to work today, all the workers took their tools and went to clear the snow. At the entrance of each workshop, the entrance of the office building, and the kitchen staff of the first canteen and the second canteen were no exception. At least they had to clean up the snow around the canteen.

Zhao Youcai glanced back at Zhang Guoqing, turned around and said, "I was looking for you?"

"What are you doing?" Zhang Guoqing was startled and asked, "How energetic are you today?"

Zhao Youcai did not answer Zhang Guoqing's words, but said: "I won't be coming tomorrow. I want to take a day off."

"What?" Zhang Guoqing glared and said, "Why are you asking for leave again?"

After saying this, Zhang Guoqing followed up and said, "You can't imitate your son and stay away from work every day!"

Zhao Youcai: "..."