The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Zhang Yuanmin led the hunting dogs back along the road. He walked very slowly along the way, constantly messing up the footprints when he came. To be precise, they were the footprints of the two dogs.

Before Zhang Yuanmin came over, there were only Jiang Ershuan's footprints on this hillside. But human footprints are easy to say, and many say the footprints of two dogs.

If he saw the footprints of the two dogs, Jiang Ershuan would definitely think of Zhang Yuanmin.

After descending the hillside, Zhang Yuanmin walked all the way back for nearly an hour before returning to Xiao 43 Lengchang.

"Brother Zhang, what the hell are you doing?"

"Brother Zhang, where did these two dogs come from?"

"Brother Zhang, are you going to eat dog meat tonight?"

Nearing the small 43 Lingchang, Zhang Yuanmin ran into the tenants he knew. They all greeted Zhang Yuanmin one after another, and some even joked.

These tenants left Lengchang with empty sledges. When they came back, the sledges were all pulling wood, so they couldn't carry Zhang Yuanmin.

When Zhang Yuanmin walked to the entrance of Lengchang, he happened to meet Xing San coming from the opposite side carrying a gun.

The old man went out before dawn today, went to his newly robbed shack, and lit the stove inside.

As soon as the chimney smokes outside, anyone who comes over should know that this is the owner's territory.

Then, Xing San walked around the area again, looking for a circle of big leather footprints, and then walked back along the mountain road.

When Zhang Yuanmin saw Xing San, Xing San also saw Zhang Yuanmin.

"Uncle Xing!" Zhang Yuanmin greeted Xing San with a smile. Xing San only glanced at Zhang Yuanmin but said nothing.

But the old man's eyes immediately fell on the two dogs, and then asked Zhang Yuanmin: "Are these Zhao Jun's dogs?"

"No, Uncle Xing." Zhang Yuanmin responded with a smile: "I just bought this."

"Ah..." When the two of them were talking, they had already entered the main gate of Lengchang. Upon hearing that the two dogs did not belong to Zhao Jun, Xing San went straight into the shack.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuanmin saw this and quickly followed him. At this time, Xing San, who turned back and closed the door, left a crack in the door and asked, "What's going on?"

"Uncle Xing, I have something to tell you." Zhang Yuanmin said, Xing San opened the door and said to him: "You can come in, but you can tie the dog aside."

Zhang Yuanmin agreed and hurriedly tied the dog to the wooden tent inside the gate. Then when he entered the shack, he heard Xing San's instructions: "Go and bring in some firewood."

Zhang Yuanmin agreed again, turned around and walked out of the house, brought in a pile of firewood, and then took the initiative to add firewood to the stove.

As for Xing San, he was sitting on the edge of the kang, opening his No. 16 shotgun, then using a stick to push the linen cloth into the barrel, and wiping it carefully.

When Xing San left, he put firewood into the stove. Not only is the kang hot in his shack, but there is also a fire dragon, so it is also warm in the shack now.

When the gun comes in from the outside, when it is cold or hot, moisture will slowly escape from the inside and outside of the barrel, so it must be wiped clean.

"Uncle Xing!" After Zhang Yuanmin closed the stove lid, he came close to Xing San and said with a smile: "You always guess that I'm doing it today?"

Zhang Yuanmin had a hot face but a cold butt, while Xing San wiped his gun and ignored him at all.

Zhang Yuanmin smiled and said: "I was walking in the mountains today and happened to see someone raising a dog, so I bought it back."

Xing San raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhang Yuanmin, and said, "You are like a fool all day long. If you don't work hard, what will you do?"

Zhang Yuanmin: "..."

Jichuliuzi is a Northeast dialect, used to describe children or small people who are fast, but no matter who it is used to describe, it is not a good word.

"Haha." But Zhang Yuanmin also knew that this old man was not something he could offend, so he immediately laughed and said, "Uncle Xing, what am I thinking about?"

Old Xingtou was not Jiang Ershuan. He didn't listen to Zhang Yuanmin's deception at all. He closed his palm and took the gun, got up and hung it behind the door.

"Uncle!" Zhang Yuanmin was not discouraged. He took out cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Xing San, saying, "You always smoke."

"Don't smoke!" Xing San reached out and took the small basket of tobacco leaves from the nearby wooden stand and said, "Your cigarette is boring."

"Uncle Xing." Zhang Yuanmin made a quick decision and decided to cut the knot quickly. He said directly to Xing San: "Let me think about it. I usually wander around in the mountains. If I want to watch some mountain animals, I will call my brother Zhao Jun over."

"Yes." Xing San, who was rolling a cigarette, said "yes" cooperatively when he heard Zhao Jun's name.

Zhang Yuanmin added: "But I didn't bring anything with me when I came up the mountain. I want to drive you away. I'll lend you the gun. I'll replenish it for you when I get back to you."

"I won't borrow it." At this time, Xing San had rolled up his cigarette and twisted one end into a twist, but he still didn't even raise his head.

Zhang Yuanmin was startled, then he lowered his body slightly and said, "Why don't you always lend me a knife?"

After saying this, Zhang Yuanmin hurriedly added: "You guys need someone to defend yourself."

With that said, Zhang Yuanmin hurriedly took out the matchbox from his pocket, pushed it away, took out a match, struck it and handed it to Xing San.

Xing San lit the cigarette with a match, took a puff and said, "I won't borrow anything."

Zhang Yuanmin, who had just put out the match: "..."

At this time, Xing San took another puff of cigarette and said: "Zhao boy won't let me help you with anything, not even with a knife or a gun."

"Ah..." Zhang Yuanmin clicked his eyes and murmured, "Has my brother spoken?"

"Yeah!"

This was a sign of rejection. Zhang Yuanmin twitched the corner of his mouth and stood up from the kang. But at this moment, two car horns were heard outside the house.

"Ah?" Xing San stood up from the kang and muttered: "Could it be Zhao Jun here?"

With that said, Xing San pulled away Zhang Yuanmin who was in the way and walked towards the door.

"Third uncle!" At the same time, Li Baoyu's voice came from outside the door.

"Baoyu is here!" Xing San opened the door and called Li Baoyu into the house.

Li Baoyu came in holding two cigarettes in his left hand and a noodle bag in his right hand. As soon as he entered the shack, he handed the cigarettes to Xing San and said, "Uncle Third, these are the cigarettes my brother bought for you. One golden gourd and one white Ganoderma lucidum." , these cigarettes are not expensive, just smoke them all the time."

It's not that Zhao Jun is reluctant to buy good cigarettes for Xing San, but if they are too expensive, the old man will probably not be able to smoke them.

"Hey, hey!" Xing San smiled and took the two cigarettes, and said happily: "It's not expensive, then I will smoke this from now on."

Zhang Yuanmin: "..."

Zhang Yuanmin remembered that only two minutes ago, the old man said he would not smoke anything other than leaf cigarettes.

"And this!" Li Baoyu smiled and lifted the pocket and said, "This is the dry food my brother's mother and my aunt steamed for you."

"Ouch! Why did you bring me dry food again?"

"Eat slowly." Li Baoyu pointed to the noodle bag and said, "My aunt steamed the sauerkraut basket this morning, but this is the stuffing she made for you alone."

At this point, Li Baoyu smiled and continued: "They didn't even put meat in what they ate, so they put meat in here for you."

"Really?" Xing San smiled and said, "This big girl is so thoughtful."

Saying that, Xing San opened the noodle bag and looked inside, and said in surprise: "Are there any steamed buns?"

"Yeah, hehe." Li Baoyu said: "The buns are also made from pickled cabbage and wild boar. Usually the food in Lengchang is not good, so you can just make two buns and eat them by yourself. Otherwise, you can bake them on the stove cover."

"Yeah!"

Halfway through the words, Xing San smacked his lips and said, "Baked buns, I haven't eaten them in twenty years."

"Oh!" Li Baoyu sighed and said, "Third uncle, just bake two for lunch."

"Okay!"

"Brother!" Li Baoyu said to Zhang Yuanmin at this time: "Whose are those two dogs outside?"

"Mine!" Zhang Yuanmin puffed up his chest and smiled, saying, "I bought it this morning!"

"Did you buy it?" Li Baoyu asked in surprise: "How can you buy a dog in this mountain?"

Speaking of this, Li Baoyu asked again: "Did you pick it up?"

"What did you pick up? I bought it!" Zhang Yuanmin and Li Baoyu walked out one after another. It happened that Xing San was also going out to hang noodles.

All three people came out of the shack. Zhang Yuanmin and Li Baoyu went to see the dog, while Xing San went to the back of the shack.

This shack faces south and faces north, and the north is the shady side. So behind the shack, there was a double-stranded No. 8 wire between two trees, with noodle bags hanging on the wire. These were all food that Zhao Jun brought to Xing San.

Xing San tied the noodle bag on it and turned around to see Zhang Yuanmin and Li Baoyu mumbling together.

"What? This dog belongs to Zhang Laibao?" Li Baoyu's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Brother, why did you buy his dog?"

"Ah, that head seems to be a relative of his." Zhang Yuanmin said, pointing to the mountain opposite, and said: "Put it aside in the 42 Lengchang."

"CTM!" Li Baoyu heard this and immediately scolded: "Last time Zhang Laibao and the others stole our Black Tiger. My brother said that Black Tiger just let them destroy Lengchang."

"Huh?" Xing San suddenly interrupted and asked, "Who stole Zhao Jun's dog?"

Li Baoyu was startled and said hurriedly: "It's okay, the dogs are all back."

"It's not even possible to get it back!"

Li Baoyu and Zhang Yuanmin were frightened, and quickly comforted him before coaxing the old man back to the shack.

After persuading Xing San to leave, Li Baoyu asked Zhang Yuanmin, "Brother, why are you still thinking about buying a dog?"

"Haha." Zhang Yuanmin laughed when he heard this: "Isn't that right? My old uncle won't give us a dog, hahaha..."

"Hahaha..." Li Baoyu was also happy.

…

"Huh?" Ma Ling asked Zhao Jun on the Jiefang car, "When will the little bear give birth to her cubs?"

"Soon." Zhao Jun replied: "It will only take seven or eight days or eight or nine days."

"Brother Jun!" Ma Yang continued, "Can I come to your house to pick out a puppy then?"

Zhao Jun had promised Ma Ling before that he would get a puppy for the Ma family when the cubs gave birth. After Ma Yang knew about this, he wanted to choose one by himself.

It was normal for him to have this idea, but after hearing what he said, Zhao Jun clicked his eyes twice and sighed softly: "That bitch...it seems I can't give it to you."

"Huh?" Ma Ling and Ma Yang were both stunned. Are you going to change your mind about what you promised?

Zhao Jun looked at Ma Ling with a wry smile and said, "Well... as the old saying goes, in-laws don't give away dogs."

"Ah..." Ma Ling's eyes widened instantly and she muttered, "Oh, that's not good!"

As soon as he heard that the puppy was gone, Ma Yang became anxious. He turned around and asked his sister, "Sister, why can't my parents give me a dog?"

"Afraid of breaking the relationship!" Ma Ling replied.

In fact, this is pure nonsense. If this was really true, Zhao Jun would not have wanted Daqing from the Zhou family in the first place, and later Zhao Youcai would not have wanted the Hualong given by Zhou Jianjun.

This statement that "in-laws don't give dogs away" was brought up by Zhao Youcai at the dinner table two days ago. Lin Xiangshun said that day that when the cubs gave birth to cubs, he would choose one to go.

Zhao Youcai quit at that time, but Lin Xiangshun disagreed with his statement that "in-laws do not give dogs as gifts" because they did not have in-laws.

But Zhao Youcai said that the dog would bite them off. Although the two families were not in-laws, they were as close as one family. This family relationship must not be broken off by dogs.

His words made Lin Xiangshun happy. Lin Xiangshun asked Zhao Youcai on the spot, "Second uncle, why didn't you say this when he gave Zhao Jun a child?"

Even if the two of them were chatting and laughing, they wouldn't quarrel over a dog, and the other families wouldn't care about this either.

But the Ma family can't do it. You, Zhao Jun, haven't married our girl yet, so you're going to go back on your own account. Is that okay?

It's just that Ma Ling grew up with her mother, and was indoctrinated by the old lady with a lot of demonic orders. She used to believe in ghosts and gods. Fortunately, she got the correct guidance from Zhao Jun. Since then, she has never been to Mrs. Han again. Family fortune-telling. But Ma Ling still firmly believes in the exquisiteness of these elders.

Ma Ling held Ma Yang down and said to Zhao Jun: "Okay, then we don't want it."

Ma Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at his sister.

At this time, the car had entered Shahezi.

"Is this Shahezi?" Ma Ling looked out the window and muttered, "My sister-in-law has a relative in her family who lives here in Shahezi. They even came to visit us two years ago."

"Yeah!" Ma Yang continued: "That's a knife, gun and cannon!"

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this. The person the Ma family siblings were talking about was really a figure.

The man's surname was Han, and he was a businessman at home. He was the number one swordsman and gunman in Shahezi. A few years ago, because he always bullied a wholesaler, the boss got angry and shot him with an old foreign gunman.

Although this shot did not kill Han Er, it was a big deal and alerted the Yamen.

Han Er fled to Yong'an to avoid the Yamen. Ma Ling's sister-in-law Xu Xiaoqing was Han Er's cousin, so Han Er hid in Ma Sheng's house for fifteen days.

Zhao Jun had heard of this character in his previous life. It was said that he was very tough and his face did not change even when he ate peanuts.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Ma Yang pointed out the window and whispered: "You're picking your skin!"

Zhao Jun: "..."

"Hey!" At this time, Ma Ling stretched out her hand to pull Ma Yang's hand away. Zhao Jun looked at Ma Yang and said with a smile, "You still know everything?"