The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1231 Youcai was criticized and returned with a lot of money (November monthly ticket plus 11)

Zhao Jun rushed in unexpectedly, startling Zhao Youcai who had his back to him.

Then, Zhao Youcai was hugged by Zhao Jun from behind. Zhao Jun's arms were tightly wrapped around Zhao Youcai's biceps, so that Zhao Youcai couldn't raise his arms.

Wang Meilan was also startled. She quickly pulled herself up, stretched out her arm and patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder, saying, "What are you doing, son? Why are you making trouble with your dad? How can you be so disrespectful?"

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned. He pushed the door open and saw Zhao Youcai waving his arms to hit someone. In a hurry, he didn't care about anything else.

Hearing what Wang Meilan said, Zhao Jun subconsciously let go of Zhao Youcai. When he looked at Zhao Youcai, he saw his father's gloomy face.

"Dad, look... hehe..." Zhao Jun laughed and said, "You and my mom, if you have anything to say, just talk it out. You can't hit anyone."

"Fuck..." Zhao Youcai was furious. He was over 40 years old, how could he not know what it meant to take sides? Fortunately, the couple didn't really fight, otherwise Wang Meilan would have scratched his face.

Seeing that Zhao Youcai was about to attack him, Zhao Jun turned around and ran.

"Oh my!" Just now the son protected his mother, this time it was the mother's turn to protect her son. Wang Meilan grabbed Zhao Youcai and said, "Go to bed quickly. If you make a noise in the middle of the night, the neighbors will hear it and wonder what's going on."

Zhao Youcai: "..."

Zhao Youcai was not good at talking. He lay down on the kang angrily and soon fell asleep.

……

The next day, December 1987, 12.

Fearing retaliation, Zhao Jun slept uneasily last night. He fell into deep sleep only in the second half of the night and woke up late in the morning.

Wang Meilan, who had prepared the meal, came over and greeted him, "Son, hurry up and eat. Don't you have to go up the mountain soon?"

"Oh, Mom, I'll get up right away." Zhao Jun responded, got up, put on his clothes, went to the outer room to wash his face and prepare for dinner.

Today the Zhao family had sauerkraut stewed with potatoes, with slices of wild boar meat in it as usual. The staple food was sticky bean curd, with dry food on top and vegetables on the bottom, all cooked in one pot.

Zhao Youcai still had a good appetite and ate two bowls of vegetables and twelve sticky rice dumplings, while Zhao Jun only ate six.

After dinner, Zhao Jun tied his leggings in the west room, put on his clothes and carried a shoulder bag. When he came out of the room, Wang Meilan came over with a bag of pancake flour.

"Mom, no need." Today the Zhao family went up the mountain to hunt squirrels at the pine hill they passed by yesterday.

Squirrels come out every morning, but after ten o'clock in the morning, you can hardly see any squirrels.

Therefore, Zhao Jun and his men went early and came back early, and had lunch at home at noon, so they didn't need to bring any supplies.

But Wang Meilan didn't know that when Zhao Jun was trying to persuade Zhao Youcai yesterday, he actually said that they were going to hunt roe deer for Zhao Youcai today.

"Just take it." Wang Meilan said, "If you're going to play or fight, you can't say how far you can go."

"Mom, my dad doesn't want it, so we won't hunt roe deer." Zhao Jun whispered in Wang Meilan's ear, "Let's go hunt for the roe deer skin today, and then we'll roast the skin for the greyhound to eat."

"Okay!" Wang Meilan nodded heavily and said, "You should have changed your lifestyle a long time ago. Every day you eat either roe deer or wild boars, or old blind bears. We've had enough of them."

Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing when he heard Wang Meilan's words. But Zhao Jun was fine with whatever his mother said, so he just smiled.

At this time, Zhao Youcai walked out of the east room, glanced at Wang Meilan with his small eyes, and said unhappily: "I've been crazy about you all day, I don't know how you'll be able to eat full meals for a few days."

"I..." Wang Meilan was choked by Zhao Youcai's words, and then she fought back: "Zhao Youcai, how can you be a human being when you say that?"

"How am I not a human being?" Zhao Youcai said confidently, "I am not a spendthrift!"

"Am I a spendthrift?" Wang Meilan felt a little guilty when she asked this question, so she didn't give Zhao Youcai a chance to complain and quickly said, "How much can I eat in a day? Don't you stuff a lot of delicious food into my mouth? And those sticky bean buns, you make twelve or thirteen of them every meal? I can't even finish that in a day!"

"What's wrong with me eating?" Zhao Youcai was able to speak in this quarrel. It was obvious that he had just reviewed the previous quarrel after losing. At this moment, he said confidently: "My monthly salary is about 100 yuan, which is more than 1,000 yuan a year. What the hell can I not afford to eat?"

"You earn over a thousand... can you afford it..." Wang Meilan was caught off guard by Zhao Youcai's counterattack, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "Your salary... that's over a thousand. If you pay two cows, won't it be gone?"

Zhao Youcai: "..."

Zhao Youcai was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze. Then he turned around and went into the east room angrily. He locked the door with a bang, took off the cotton jacket behind the door and put it on.

"Mom, how could you say that?" Zhao Jun complained to Wang Meilan in a low voice. Wang Meilan squinted her eyes and said, "No one is good at fighting, and no one is good at scolding. Didn't I just hold back?"

At this point, Wang Meilan pointed to the closed door of the east room and said, "Listen to what he said, it's really infuriating."

The mother and daughter didn't make much noise, but the walls in the rural house were made of a single brick, and the door was just a wooden board, which was not soundproof at all.

Therefore, Zhao Youcai, who heard it clearly in the room, cursed: "Get lost, you two mothers only know how to deal with me all day long!"

The "deal with" he said means to oppose.

Hearing Zhao Youcai's scolding, Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan looked at each other, and the two mothers curled their lips together and walked out of the house.

After coming out of the house, Wang Meilan went to put the pancake back into the jar, while Zhao Jun went to the warehouse to get the gun.

Today they were hunting squirrels. Semi-automatic rifles, barrel-mounted guns, and casing guns were all unusable. A No. 16 shotgun could be used to shoot machine sand, but there was only one No. 16 rifle in the entire Zhao family gang, and it belonged to Zhang Yuanmin.

Zhao Jun planned to go to Zhang Yuanmin's house to requisition tree No. 16, but there were only four of them, including Wang Qiang, Jie Chen, and Xing San. Xing San had tree No. 16 himself, while Wang Qiang and Jie Chen could only use air guns.

Air guns have a short range, poor accuracy, and low power. If you hit someone with an air gun, at most you can break their nose if you hit them right.

But this power is definitely enough to kill squirrels.

Zhao Jun took two air guns and two boxes of bullets, and came out of the warehouse, just then he saw Li Baoyu climbing over the wall.

"Brother!" After Li Baoyu got down from the wall, he quickly came to Zhao Jun, reached out and took an air gun, aimed it at the distance, then returned the gun to Zhao Jun with a reluctant look, saying, "I want to go with you, too."

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this. He knew that Li Baoyu was just talking. Li Baoyu was not like him. The fleet was still short of drivers, so Li Baoyu couldn't take a leave at all.

People in the Northeast care about a stable job. How can someone not go to work and think about hunting every day? Wouldn't that be a second-rate person?
Zhao Jun took the gun from Li Baoyu and asked, "Baoyu, we have one day off every year. We will work on the 2nd and rest on the 3rd, which is Sunday. We will go back to work on the 4th, and the TV and other things will be ready, right?"

"Yes!" Li Baoyu replied with a smile. At this time, Wang Meilan came over and said to Li Baoyu, "Baoyu, did your mother tell you that you have to leave one of your quota for Brother Zhang's family. His family wants to buy a TV."

There are two forestry workers in Zhao Jun's family. He and Zhao Youcai have four quotas, which are exactly what they use up for one color TV, one refrigerator, one tape recorder and one washing machine.

So if Zhang Yuanmin's family wants to buy a TV, they have to use the quota of the Li family. The Li family has three employees and six quotas, and his family doesn't buy everything.

"Ah..." Li Baoyu hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

Yesterday, Li Baoyu and Li Dayong, father and son, had a verbal battle with Wang Qiang, Lin Xiangshun, and Zhao Weipeng in the jeep, and finally won the right to buy a TV for the Zhao family. Then Wang Qiang, Lin Xiangshun, and Zhao Weipeng were responsible for the Zhao family's refrigerator, washing machine, and tape recorder.

But Wang Qiang and Zhao Weipeng did not have quotas, so the Li family had to pay for them. In addition, Wang Qiang also wanted a TV for his family, so the Li family had lost all six quotas. However, if Zhang Yuanmin needed it, Lin Xiangshun would have one more.

And with Li Ruhai here, are you still worried about not having indicators?

Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan didn't think much about it. If things didn't work out, there was still Zhou Jianjun. Zhou Jianjun was in charge of logistics, so wouldn't he be able to handle such trivial matters as adjusting quotas?

Just then, Wang Qiang and Jie Chen came together and both of them took the air guns.

Wang Qiang took the air gun in his hand and played with it for a while, then looked up and called Zhao Jun, "Let's go, nephew."

"Let's go!" Zhao Jun and his two companions got in the car. It was only seven o'clock and the sky in the mountainous area was just getting light.

The three men drove to Zhang Yuanmin and borrowed a No. 16 gun, and took away all the bullets and single-headed bullets loaded with machine sand from Zhang Yuanmin's house.

The 16-gauge gun has the disadvantages of short range and poor accuracy, but it is much stronger than an air gun.

Furthermore, this gun can be exchanged for powerful single-headed bullets. Although we are going to hunt squirrels today, we can encounter any situation in the mountains, so Zhao Jun has to make preparations for both situations.

The three of them drove to Jiezhongleng Field, picked up Xing San who was carrying a gun, and the four of them went straight to the 45th Forestry Squad.

It was the same route as yesterday. The four of them entered the mountain at exactly eight o'clock, following yesterday's footsteps. After walking for nearly twenty minutes, the four of them went down the south slope and split into two groups. From the starting position, two people went east and two people went west, which could effectively prevent accidental injuries to friendly forces.

Before the fight started, Zhao Jun wanted Xing San and Wang Qiang, who were in the same group with him, to exchange guns, so that Wang Qiang and Jie Chen's group would also have a No. 16. If an accident occurred, Wang Qiang could also switch to a single-headed bullet to deal with it.

But Xing San said he had never used an air gun, so Zhao Jun exchanged the No. 16 in his hand with Wang Qiang.

It was almost half past eight, and they could still fight for an hour and a half. The two groups didn't talk nonsense and just started fighting.

These days, the animals in the mountains are really thick.

The four of them paddled down the south slope and then toward the north slope. After sweeping the north slope, the four of them went diagonally to the northeast main post on the small hill. Then the two groups separated and went down the hillside on their own.

At about 10:40, the two groups met on Gangliangzi. After counting, the Zhao army killed seven Huipi, five Xing San, eight Wang Qiang, and two Jie Chen.

Why are squirrel skins expensive, and why do some people specialize in hunting wild boars and roe deer? This is because hunting squirrels requires a certain level of marksmanship.

Four people killing twenty-two squirrels is not a small number. In the local dialect, it is called: that's enough.

But seeing that it was still early, Xing San went to the ditch to catch some sand chickens, saying that he wanted to use the sand chickens to stew sauerkraut.

While hunting the sand chicken, Zhao Jun remembered something very strange. Hunting was not prohibited these days, but the more sand chickens were hunted, the more they appeared.

But thirty years later, before Zhao Jun was reborn, how many years had it been since guns and hunting were banned? The number of sand chickens was actually less, even less than it is now.

By 11:30, the total number of sand and half chickens caught by the four of them was 22. Zhao Jun had eight, Wang Qiang had seven, and the uncle and nephew had swapped.

Xing San was old, and he was a little tired after all the hard work, so he only beat four. Xie Chen beat three, and he was so happy that he almost couldn't stop.

The four men crossed the ditch and pond and got into the car to take Xing San back to Lengchang. Xing San only asked for four sand and a half chickens, saying that these were enough for him to eat, and let Zhao Jun take the rest home.

Zhao Jun didn't bother to be polite with Xing San, and took the remaining prey back home. When he got home, it was almost two o'clock.

The sack was dumped on the ground outside Zhao Jun's house. The little lynx jumped over and picked up a dead squirrel, but the next second it was grabbed by Zhao Jun by the back of the neck.

When the little lynx was lifted up, it let go and the squirrel fell out of its mouth.

"Do you think you're bitten?" Wang Qiang picked up the squirrel and saw that it was not bitten, but he casually put a hat on the little lynx.

"I'll give you food later." Zhao Jun sent the little lynx back to the west room. The sand chicken and the squirrel were bled, but they were not gutted. The internal organs would be enough for the little lynx to eat for several days.

"Son!" Wang Meilan, who was pouring oil into the pot to prepare noodles for the three people, called Zhao Jun and said, "Go outside to order some quick-fried noodles, and then go to the west courtyard to call your aunt."

There were so many sand chickens and squirrels waiting to be skinned, so Wang Meilan ordered people to light the beacon tower.

"I'll go!" Wang Meilan had just finished speaking, and before Zhao Jun could say anything, Xie Chen stepped forward and said to Wang Meilan, "Aunt, I'll take care of the beacon tower from now on."

"Ah..." Wang Meilan was startled, then said, "Okay."

When her own son was around, Wang Meilan felt that it was not good to always order other people's sons around, but she couldn't resist this one who volunteered.

Looking at the prey that Zhao Jun and his men had brought back, Wang Meilan was very happy and said, "Son, you guys did a lot."

"Yeah!" Zhao Jun said with a smile, holding the teacup in his hand, "The people in front of us who were making a noise like a tree are frightened by the ones behind us."

"Hey?" At this time, Wang Meilan picked up the sand chicken's claw and said, "How about stewing this thing?"

"Make dumplings!" Wang Qiang suggested, "Just like eating sparrows, remove the breast and thigh meat, and then add green onions and stuffing."

"That's not enough." Wang Meilan said, "Forget it, let's fumigate it after stewing it, and then you guys can have a drink."

"That's fine." Wang Qiang thought so too. There are more than 20 people eating every day. Even if these 18 sand-half chickens with bones and meat are chopped up, there will not be enough dumplings to eat.

"Son." Wang Meilan threw the sand chicken on the ground and said to Zhao Jun, "After you finish your meal, take four of these to your uncle Ma's house."

Zhao Jun responded and suddenly remembered that the day after tomorrow, which is the 31st, is Ma Ling’s birthday.

Zhao Jun had already delivered all the gifts in advance, but he was worried about his brother-in-law, and he didn't know whether the boy had given the hairpin to his deskmate.

　This is an extra update. This is 22 years of debt. But in one sentence: As long as I am alive, this debt will not be forgotten.

　　Update as usual in the evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)