The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1242 Treasure Cellar (Additional November Monthly Ticket 11)

When Zhao Jun said that the character engraved on it was "Wang", Wang Qiang and Xing San nodded at the same time.

"Brother, you stay here and guard." Wang Qiang arranged for Zhao Jun and said, "My eldest nephew and I will go and chop sticks."

"Prying that stone?" Xing San asked.

These old mountain dogs don't know what the lever principle is, but they always use it in practice. Just like when Zhou Chengguo was hunting bears, the big brown bear was lying on the ground, and he couldn't remove the gallbladder, so he used a stick to pry the bear over.

"Ah!" Wang Qiang nodded, but then he heard Zhao Jun say, "Uncle, don't worry, use the chainsaw to cut a hole in the tree first."

"Yes!" Xing San said, "Pick a hole and take a look inside."

Wang Qiang felt that what they said made sense, so he immediately started the chainsaw and started working. At the same time, there was thunderous applause in the auditorium of Yongan Forest Farm.

Amid applause, Zhou Jianjun came on stage and announced: "Now please enjoy the performance of "Singing about the Second Primary School Cowherd" brought to you by the forest farm workers and teachers and students of Yong'an Middle School."

After Zhou Jianjun finished speaking, he walked off the stage. Logically, there should have been applause at this time, but the audience was a little confused. They didn't understand why the forest farm held a meeting but put a child's song on the stage?

So far, the quality of the evening show is really good. The first program is the chorus of "We Workers Have Power" sung by the forest farm logistics team, followed by the chorus of "My Motherland" sung by the students.

The third program was "Unity is Strength" sung by the statistics and dispatchers. The acceptance team did not participate because the inspectors were all gone. The fourth program was "Ode to Coral" sung by the students.

The students sang well, at least better than the old men. But what Chu Anmin was looking forward to was Li Ruhai's performance.

But unexpectedly, the last program was another chorus, and it was "The Little Cowherd", which made Chu Anmin feel a bit trifling.

When the actors came on stage, Chu Anmin could not help but frown. The students stood in three rows at the back. In the front were a boy and a girl. The girl was a student whom Chu Anmin did not recognize. As for the boy, Chu Anmin knew it was Li Ruhai just by looking at his outfit.

Chu Anmin gestured to the side, attracted Zhou Chunming's attention, pointed to the stage, and asked, "Workers and students are singing together, so just one worker?"

Zhou Chunming's face turned red, but he didn't know what was going on.

At this time, the students on the stage began to sing, and sixty students sang in harmony: "The cows are still grazing on the hillside, but no one knows where the cowherd has gone..."

There was no background music, but the sixty students and Li Ruhai sang softly, just like telling a story, which instantly brought the audience in.

"On the night of September 16, the enemy swept into a ravine..." From here on, the chorus was sung by Hu Lina alone. As she sang, the two children led the enemy into the encirclement in order to protect and cover the rear-line agencies and fellow villagers.

When the enemy realized they had been deceived, Li Ruhai continued to sing: "The enemy put Erxiao on the tip of his spear and threw him to death beside a big rock."

When Li Ruhai sang these two lines, Hu Lina beside him whispered into the microphone: "Our Erxiao was only thirteen years old, he was just a child, how painful it must have been for him at that time."

As soon as the little girl said these two sentences, Chu Anmin, who was already emotionally moved by the singing, felt his eyes sore, and Director Chu squinted his eyes unconsciously.

At this time, hundreds of audience members were silent, listening quietly to Li Ruhai singing in a low voice: "Our 13-year-old Wang Erxiao died heroically in the mountains. The cadres and fellow villagers were safe, but he was sleeping in the cold mountains. He had a smile on his face, and his blood dyed the blue sky red."

……

It was already past three o'clock. Although the days were getting longer after the winter solstice, it was already getting dark in the forest.

Zhao Jun and his two men gathered in front of the big lime tree. A hole had been cut in the big bluestone near the top of the lime tree by a chainsaw. Zhao Jun poked it in with a stick and found that the big bluestone had been pushed half way into the hole in the tree.

"Boy, don't mess with that." Xing San pointed at the bluestone and said to Zhao Jun, "If you break this stone, you will find your things."

The old man firmly believed that since there was a word "Wang" on the tree, the widow Wang's treasure cellar was under the bluestone. As for how the bluestone was moved in, Xing San didn't think about it.

Zhao Jun nodded in agreement. He also thought that the possibility of it being under the bluestone was higher, so he called Wang Qiang and said, "Come on, uncle, let's go cut some big sticks."

If you want to pry a big rock, you can't do it without a big stick. Fortunately, we have a chain saw, but it was almost five o'clock when we prepared the stick.

While Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang were chopping sticks, Xing San was not idle either. The old man lit a pine oil torch to provide light for the two of them.

Holding a torch and leading the two men with sticks back to the lime tree, Xing San said to Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang, "Come on, let's get started and get rid of it today!"

Although it was late, Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang were full of energy. However, after trying so hard, they were unable to pry the bluestone open even though their faces turned red and their necks became thick.

"That's enough, Third Uncle." Zhao Jun helped Xing San to the side and said, "We can't do it, so forget it!"

"Oh my!" Xing San sighed and asked Zhao Jun, "Where's your dad?"

"He can't come today." Zhao Jun explained: "There is a meeting and dinner at the venue."

"Then he won't be able to come tomorrow?" Xing San asked. Zhao Jun curled his lips and asked back, "Uncle San, if we have four people, can we pry it open?"

"Brother." Wang Qiang pointed at the big bluestone and said, "We can't fix this big stone. What if we cut it down?"

Hearing this, Xing San frowned slightly and said, "The treasure cellar is under the stone. What's the point of cutting down trees?"

"Then let's burn the pit." Wang Qiang gestured and pointed to the north, saying, "Dig from that side."

After hearing what Wang Qiang said, Xing San walked around to the back of the tree to take a look, then came back and shook his head, saying, "This old tree is full of roots underneath, it's not easy to dig!"

"What should we do?" Wang Qiang was worried. He turned to Zhao Jun and asked, "Nephew, let the donkey pull the stone in front, and we can use a big stick to pry it from the back. Can we move the stone?"

"That's terrible." Zhao Jun shook his head slightly and glanced at the bluestone. Suddenly, he had an idea and said to Wang Qiang and Xing San, "Uncle, Third Uncle, let's go back."

"We can go back." Xing San said, "Let's go back and figure it out, and come back tomorrow. Um...are you going home? Or are you coming with me to the shack?"

"Uncle, let's go home. Can you come with me?" Zhao Jun said to Xing San, "We'll come back tomorrow after this."

"I won't go back with you." Xing San said, "I'll just live in Lao Guo's shack."

Xing San pointed at the chainsaw next to him and said, "Don't take it away. Throw it in the shed."

"That's fine." Zhao Jun helped Xing San out and said, "Uncle, let's squeeze in and ride on my motorcycle. I'll take you there so you don't have to walk."

The big motorcycle was fast, and it took Xing San ten minutes to get there. After putting the shovel, pickaxe, and chain saw in the shack, Zhao Jun carried Wang Qiang home.

After the party at the forest farm ended at about 3 o'clock, the workers and students took the commuter bus back home. Tomorrow is Sunday, and it is the Gregorian New Year, so the forest farm will have a day off.

When Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang returned to Yong'antun, every household in the village had lights on and smoke rising from chimneys.

As soon as he entered the village, Zhao Jun slowed down the car and drove slowly towards home.

At this time, Wang Qiang, who was behind Zhao Jun, leaned over to Zhao Jun's ear and asked, "Nephew, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

"It's okay, uncle." Zhao Jun said, "I have a plan. Just come with me tomorrow."

While the uncle and nephew were talking, the sound of dogs barking was heard not far away.

When they got home, they rode their motorcycles directly into the yard. Wang Meilan ran out of the house first and asked anxiously, "Did the badger find anything?"

"No, Mom." Zhao Jun smiled bitterly, "My hand was broken today."

"Then can you please keep it clean tomorrow?" Wang Meilan continued to exchange secret codes with her son.

Zhao Jun gave Wang Meilan some reassurance and said, "It will definitely be possible tomorrow."

"Sister-in-law, why do you want to eat badgers?" At this time, Jin Xiaomei, who followed out, said with a smile: "You really have eaten too many wild boars and bears, and you want to change it up."

Wang Meilan smiled faintly and said nothing, while Li Baoyu ran over to ask Zhao Jun about his well-being.

Everyone went into the house. At this time, everyone had returned from work. Today, Xie Chen drove Liu Lanying back to Lingnan, but Xie Sunshi did not leave. The old lady said that she wanted to wait to go home with her eldest son, otherwise she would be worried as a mother.

After experiencing life in Yong'antun for a few days, Liu Lanying no longer forced Jie Sunshi to go back with her. After all, if possible, she didn't want to go back.

There were two fewer people today, but the atmosphere of the Zhao family dinner was not diminished at all. During dinner, Li Dayong praised his old son for the first time, because the last show of the day was arranged by Li Ruhai.

After eating and drinking, the guests left.

Wang Meilan asked Zhao Youcai to warm the quilt in the east room, and she ran to the west room to conspire with Zhao Jun.

Zhao Youcai quickly warmed the bedding for Zhao Hong and Zhao Na, and let Zhao Hong and her sister go to sleep first. He also hurried to the west room.

After hearing about the situation on the mountain, Wang Meilan asked Zhao Jun with some concern: "Son, how about calling all of us here?"

"It's okay, Mom!" Zhao Jun said confidently, "I have a plan. It should work when we get there tomorrow."

"What are you doing? Tell me." Zhao Youcai asked, and Zhao Jun did not hide it. After listening to Zhao Jun's words, Wang Meilan patted Zhao Youcai on the shoulder and said with a smile: "How is it, you still want my son, right?"

"Your son is not my son?" Zhao Youcai rolled his eyes at Wang Meilan, then said to Zhao Jun, "Son, listen to dad. I will go with you tomorrow."

"Dad, why do you need me for this?" Zhao Jun said with a smile, "Why don't you just stay at home and take a rest?"

"This kid doesn't know anything." Zhao Youcai pointed out the window and said, "I'll get up early tomorrow and find someone to buy a whole pig."

"What are you doing?" Wang Meilan frowned and looked at Zhao Youcai, asking, "Are you going to pay tribute?"

The "whole pig" that Zhao Youcai mentioned is not a whole pig, but the pig's head, pig's tail and four pig's trotters. These things are called a whole pig set and are used for offering to the dead.

"Yes!" Zhao Youcai nodded seriously, and then said to Wang Meilan: "Lan, tomorrow you pull out a three-foot-long red cloth for me, and let's go up the mountain to pay our respects to the old headman first."

"Forget it." Wang Meilan said unhappily, "It's my stuff, why should I worship him?"

　Tomorrow in the book should be able to dig out the treasure!!!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)