Official Immortal

　　 Early the next morning, light rain, but this did not affect Huang Hanxiang's interest in hunting alone.

　　 It is not only Huang Hanxiang, but also his friends. Everyone put on hiking shoes and mountain clothes and drove to the hunting spot by bus.

Minister Hong of the Beichong Armed Forces Department was well prepared. The local mobilization of fifty militiamen, all familiar with the terrain, and the seven or eight soldiers brought by Commander Zhang were not ordinary soldiers, but hard-working ones. .

　　 The little soldiers were carrying guns, bullets, parasols, first aid kits and cooking stoves, as well as a few staff officers, all with large bags.

　　The hunting place was in the deep mountains at first, but the prey here is really too few. It is often two hills, and there is no prey.

There were so many people who came with Huang Hanxiang. Everyone wanted to shoot two shots to enjoy. One morning, only four pheasants, two hares, and a pig were hit. This was because the sharpshooter made it up in time. gun.

At noon, everyone ate at the foot of the mountain. Because the Golden Dragon bus in Beichong is here, making lunch is very convenient. Chen Taizhong paid special attention to Huang Hanxiang and found that there was no reaction. Similar equipment is just commonplace.

Because there are occasional rain stars floating in the sky, and the temperature in the mountains is not very high, everyone drink a little bit of wine. Minister Hong said through the wine, if we want to beat the deer, we must be in the mountains, but we must fight wild boars. Hare, let's go outside the mountain.

　　 Zong Baoguo and others nodded repeatedly, expressing agreement. These years, even the wild animals really know the benefits of entering the city.

This is not a lie. The distribution of hares, pheasants and wild boars near the villages is much denser than in the mountains. These omnivorous animals are where there is more food for food, and the living things are often the so-called man-made money and the dead birds feed. Die.

　　 Animals like Zhangzi, who are very courageous and prefer herbivores, stay in the mountains.

　　 With this suggestion, everyone decided to go hunting around the village.

　　 In the afternoon, the number of preys really increased. Not only did they hit five hares, but under the guidance of the village hunters, they hit two wild boars, five small ones, and six pheasants.

The prey is amazing, but the manpower used is even more amazing. From the militia to the army, there are more than 100 people, plus more than 20 people who hunted, plus related logistics support. This hunting is not particularly economical. .

　　 But everyone came to have fun. It didn’t matter. After returning to the nursing home, everyone took out a few pheasants and threw them there. There were also some wild mushrooms collected on the road. They were asked to cook mushroom stew for everyone in the yard.

　　 There are locals, so they will certainly not collect poisonous mushrooms, and wild chicken stewed with wild mushrooms is a very luxurious way for the people in the city.

　　 some wild rabbits were also stewed, but wild boars and pigs destroy these. It’s not a matter of everyone who can concoct them in a short while, and everyone agrees that you will clean up and we will eat tomorrow.

　　 That night, in a villa of Beichong Sanatorium, Huang Hanxiang made a decision, “I’ll go hunting for another day tomorrow, and go fishing in the reservoir the day after tomorrow.”

　　 When hunting the next day, Chen Taizhong was not accompanied all the way, and then something trivial happened.

　　 There was a farmer who didn't go into the mountains to hunt. Wearing camouflage uniforms, he hurriedly pulled a puff of wild **** on the side of the road for a while. Because the grass nest he was squatting on was shaking, some militiamen believed that there was a big game here.

　　 Fortunately, since they were not sure what prey it was, everyone could not shoot at will, it would be bad if they hurt people, so they outflanked them.

The farmer immersed himself in shit, raised his pants and stood up. He saw four or five black holes in the surrounding muzzle. Looking further away, a group of people surrounded him. He opened his mouth in amazement. After a long time, he squatted on the ground. Cried, "I just pulled a shit, are you like this?"

"Nima, we thought it was a pig tank. We didn't shoot. We are worthy of you. I don't know how to dress brightly." Huang Hanxiang turned around and left. "The hunting environment is very bad. Let's go back and fish tomorrow. All right."

　　 I returned to the nursing home, but it was only 3:30 in the afternoon. Everyone has been in Beichong for three days. Basically they have been wandering outside. They only come back when they sleep. Today, I can enjoy the beauty here.

　　 Pavilions and everything were occupied, but Ma Yuanyuan greeted her, and the waiters and security guards neatly set up a canopy and set up tables, chairs and tea for the leaders to relax.

　　 In this environment, Huang Hanxiang played poker with his friends all afternoon, only to feel refreshed. When he was eating, he stood up and stretched, "Don't say, this place is really comfortable to live in."

Other people also feel this way. In terms of air, the capital is not comparable to here. There are always other places with good air. But in the rainy season, Beichong is fresh and humid, which is really refreshing, especially those with rheumatism. I'm sick, I shouldn't like this kind of weather, but I can't feel the kind of pain in the nursing home.

　　 Early the next morning, Chen Taizhong rushed over and accompanied Huang Hanxiang and his party to go fishing in the Qingyang River Reservoir. The fish here are wild and there is no pollution. The reservoir management committee is all from the Cape Province side-this was negotiated when it was built. After all, the lower reaches of the Qingyang River is the Cape.

　　 The management committee is very strict about the reservoir, and people around it are not allowed to fish or raise fish in cages. Hengbei people can’t do it, nor can people in Haijiao.

　　 As soon as a group of people here set up fishing rods or something, a motorboat drove over, and the people on the boat yelled, "Take it away. No fishing in the reservoir."

　　 "This is the leader from the capital, come and have a play" Chen Taizhong replied loudly, saying that no fishing is allowed, that is to the common people, "It is not once or twice that your management committee entertains the leaders to fish."

　　 "How do you talk about this comrade?" The management committee quit, "This is the reservoir in Cape."

"When the two were built together, when did they become your cape?" Zong Baoguo quit, and yelled loudly. In the past two days, he was very fond of cooperating with Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang also said, no Is it two cents? Looking back, I will let Xiao Chen say something for you.

　　 So at this moment, he has to act extraordinarily, "Do you believe it or not I transferred the assault boat to fish?"

The management committee also noticed that this group of people is really unambiguous, and some of them are wearing military uniforms, so they replied with a smile, "In this way, then you can say hello to our leader... Is this always okay? Don't make us embarrassed."

　　 "Is Zhu Tao still right for the people?" Chen Taizhong took out his phone and asked in a deep voice.

　　 "I wish... I wish the secretary, the right is always the power" The reservoir manager's tongue was a little knotted.

Chen Taizhong dialed his cell phone. In less than five minutes, a painting boat parked on the opposite side of the reservoir slowly started to move. The reservoir management staff here was smiling. "It turned out to be Secretary Chen. You said it earlier... the ship moved. Get on the boat to fish."

　　 "I was supposed to be at ease, I don't want to disturb you," Chen Taizhong slapped his mouth.

　　 It’s not a long time for Huafang to dock, but the people in Haijiao do things a little bit innocently. On the Hengbei side, Huafang doesn’t have a place to stop. Everyone still gets on the motorboat first, and then they can board.

　　 "This place must be built in Hengbei," Chen Taizhong gave instructions to the reservoir management, "If you don't repair it by yourself, I will repair it in Beichong, but we will have to get some boats then."

The people of the management committee can only smile and nod, saying that this was our negligence. When we look back, we will repair as the reservoir management party. Of course, they can’t just sit back and watch that Beichong also has a boat. This is really not easy to manage. In comparison, Repairing a concrete table is really nothing.

Anyway, after this little unhappiness, everyone boarded the boat. Not long after, the boat moved to the middle of the reservoir and stopped. Various fishing rods were spent on the boat. The management committee also enthusiastically suggested what to use. Bait.

　　 After Chen Taizhong wanted to settle Huang Erbo, he left to do other things, but now sitting on the painting boat, there is really nowhere to go. He can only remotely direct the work through the phone.

Fishing is really a three-point level and seven points of luck. In the morning, everyone caught a dozen fish, only two fish were more than one catty, but near noon, someone caught a seven or eight catties. Heavy mouth fish.

　　 This is very rare. Everyone helped, and it took a long time to pull the fish up. Huang Hanxiang looked at it and sighed regretfully, "This fish has too many spines, and it takes trouble to eat."

　　 "That's because you can't catch it, envy and hate it." The one who caught the fish was an old lady. She glanced at him triumphantly, "I like fish with many spines and can eat slowly."

　　 Huang Hanxiang rolled his eyes helplessly, and confronted these old friends. He had to endure the ridicule.

The lunch is hosted by the management committee. They have boats in the reservoir to collect floating objects on a regular basis. They also cast nets for fishing, so there are a lot of fish from the reservoir in the meal~www.wuxiaspot.com~It's about 3 pm , The motorboat approached Huafang. This time it was Zhu Tao. He smiled as soon as he came up, "I don't know if the leader is here to give guidance. I'm very sorry for being late."

　　 Everyone who was fishing glanced at him, but there was no response. He sat steadily, and an old man raised his index finger at him, "Hush!"

　　 Chen Taizhong smiled and nodded at him, but Secretary Zhu glanced at him and saw Huang Hanxiang, so he walked forward quickly and greeted him softly, "Mr Huang is here?"

　　 Huang Hanxiang was leaning against a wicker chair and napping. He opened his eyes when he heard this and glanced at him lazily, "Oh, it's you",

　　 "It's me, Xiao Zhu," Zhu Tao replied with a smile on his face, "I don't know if you are getting old, or you will come here soon."

　　 "It's okay, I didn't let Xiao Chen say it" Huang Hanxiang replied casually, "You can talk to him, I'll take a nap."

Although Huang Hanxiang is getting older, his memory has always been excellent. He even knows that this person is Zhu Tao, but this person met him with Zheng Wenbin, and Zheng Juzuo has a very good relationship with his third child. I'm too lazy to talk to this person.

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