The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1952 Zhao Youcai: I am also a member of Xishantun.

Chapter 1952 Zhao Youcai: I am also a member of Xishantun.

Zhao Youcai rode his motorcycle, taking Wang Meilan and Li Tongyun to Xishantun.

In just a few months, Xishantun has undergone tremendous changes.

This change is mainly reflected in people's mental outlook. In the past, the people of Xishantun were often hungry and thin, and dressed in tattered clothes.

Nowadays, men, women, and children all have rosy complexions, and although their clothes are not particularly fine, they are all mended or patched as needed.

The women carried their farm tools and went to work in the fields together. As they walked, they made all sorts of jokes, both crude and innocent, which were followed by bursts of laughter that could be heard far and wide.

The children didn't walk with the adults; they chased and played in groups of seven or eight in the fields.

Zhao Youcai parked his motorcycle on the side of the road. The sputtering sound of the motorcycle could be heard, followed by a child's voice calling out, "Grandma, Mom, the village chief is here!"

As soon as the child finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the cornfield—the sound of a body touching a corn husk.

Soon, a little old lady with a messy ponytail and a woman with a headscarf ran out of the cornfield.

"Village Chief!"

"Grandma Zhao!"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't address Wang Meilan the same way, but they were carrying or dragging hoes, clearly indicating they were there to weed the fields.

Following behind the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was a little girl with pigtails.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got along well and came to Wang Meilan's side.

"Village Chief!" That's what the daughter-in-law called Wang Meilan, while the mother-in-law called her "Grandma Zhao."

"Oh dear, Aunt Pang, you can't call me that anymore, haha..." Wang Meilan said, "What era are we living in?"

"Isn't that what everyone called her at first? We're used to it, hehe..." Old Mrs. Pang replied with a smile, then secretly tugged at her daughter-in-law who was still calling Wang Meilan "village head".

"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan and Grandma Pang smiled at each other, and then they heard the little girl from the Pang family say to Li Tongyun, "Accountant Li, you are so beautiful."

"Hahaha!" Li Tongyun's laughter was even louder than Wang Meilan's. After the laughter subsided, Li Tongyun took out a small snack from her pocket and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl didn't take it, but turned to look at her mother.

"This is from Accountant Li, so just take it." Pang's wife said to the child, "Thank you, Accountant Li."

"No need to thank me, Second Sister-in-law Pang," Li Tongyun said with a smile. Then she heard Pang's wife say, "Accountant Li, all the kids in our village know you're beautiful. Tell me, with such good looks, what kind of husband do you think you'll find?"

"Hahaha..." Hearing this, Li Tongyun was even happier.

Zhao Youcai, who was standing next to him, grimaced as he listened. He thought to himself, "Who would dare to marry a girl like that? If the couple were to fight, she would kill them."

Just as Zhao Youcai was lost in thought, the Pang family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law nodded to him in succession, as if to say hello.

Zhao Youcai was taken aback. Just as he was feeling that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were not taking him seriously, Wang Meilan started chatting with Granny Pang: "Aunt Pang, how's everything at home lately?"

"Great!" It was clear that Old Mrs. Pang was truly satisfied with her current life. She said to Wang Meilan with great enthusiasm, "The day before yesterday, Wu Dalin and the others came back and brought back all of Pang Er's wages."

At this point, Grandma Pang raised her index finger and said, "In the past two months, my Pang Er has earned 120 yuan."

"Oh, that's really nice," Wang Meilan agreed, then looked at the little girl beside Grandma Pang and asked, "Is this the only girl in the family?"

"Ah." Grandma Pang nodded, and then Wang Meilan said, "The township head called me today and asked me to take charge of the family planning issue, so I thought I'd come and take a look."

"Oh dear." Upon hearing Wang Meilan's words, both Old Mrs. Pang and Mrs. Pang's expressions changed. Old Mrs. Pang rubbed her hands and said to Wang Meilan, "Grandma Zhao, our family's situation has just started to improve. I was thinking of taking advantage of the fact that Pang Er and his wife aren't busy in winter..."

At this point, Grandma Pang remembered that there was a man over there, so after glancing at Zhao Youcai, she continued to Wang Meilan: "The day my old man passed away, he was still muttering that he wouldn't be able to close his eyes in peace if he didn't have a grandson."

“Village head…” Pang’s wife wanted to say something, but she was pulled by Pang’s old lady as soon as she opened her mouth.

Pang's daughter-in-law was slightly taken aback, then changed her words to Wang Meilan and said, "Grandma Zhao, can you think of a solution? If we're fined, we'll be finished, won't we?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Meilan frowned before saying to Old Lady Pang, "Auntie, you only have one child, don't you?"

Hearing Wang Meilan's words, Zhao Youcai looked at her in surprise. That old lady kept referring to Pang Er; could she really only have this one child?

"No, my family..." The Pang family's daughter-in-law was about to speak when she was stopped by the old lady Pang.

"Grandma Zhao, how did you know?" Grandma Pang said, "I only have one child, Pang...that guy."

“Ah, okay then,” Wang Meilan said. “Someone like him is an only child, so we can have another one.”

The policy Wang Meilan mentioned does exist, but people of Pang's age usually have several children; only children are rare.

But Granny Pang, who was partnered with her second son's family, was already planning to have her eldest son call her "aunt" or "grandma".

As long as Wang Meilan doesn't pursue the matter, no one will bother with it.

Thinking that Wang Meilan would stand up for her family in this matter, Grandma Pang smiled at Wang Meilan and said, "Grandma Zhao, come on over. It's so hot today. Come to my house for a drink of water."

"No, no, I'm not going," Wang Meilan waved her hand with a smile, but Old Mrs. Pang became polite: "Let's go, and there's Accountant Li too, um..."

At this moment, Granny Pang looked at Zhao Youcai, thought for two seconds, and then said, "The village headman, let's go!"

Zhao Youcai disliked the people of Xishan Village calling him "the male village head," especially Old Lady Pang. It was one thing for her to call Wang Meilan "village head," but she kept calling Wang Meilan "Grandma Zhao," while she herself became the male village head.

They really don't take Zhao Youcai seriously.

Just then, the men, women, and children who stayed behind in Xishantun rushed over from both sides of the road.

It turned out that a group of children were playing in the fields when they saw Wang Meilan arriving on a motorcycle. The children ran to tell their families, and then men, women, and children spread the word and came to see Wang Meilan.

For a time, calls for the village head and for Grandma Zhao rose and fell.

The good life that the people of Xishantun enjoy today is truly inseparable from Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan. Since Zhao Jun doesn't take the lead, Wang Meilan steals the limelight. She enjoys the adoration and admiration of everyone, and her face beams with joy as she listens to the flattery.

"Hey?" Suddenly, Wang Meilan saw a woman and asked her, "Are you from Captain Tong's family?"

Five cadres from Xishan Village—village head Wang Meilan, accountant Li Tongyun, survey director Zhang Xinglong, and women's director Wang Xiaolan—were on the road, but they didn't see militia captain Tong Youfeng.

But since Tong Youfeng's wife was there, Wang Meilan asked her where Tong Youfeng had gone.

“Village Chief,” Tong Youfeng’s wife said in a strong, loud voice, “My husband, Tong, has gone to the threshing floor to work.”

"Huh?" Wang Meilan was taken aback. If she remembered correctly, when the recruitment fair was first held, even that old man Zhang Xinglong went, but Tong Youfeng didn't. Why did he go on his own?

At this moment, Tong Youfeng's wife avoided eye contact, seemingly unwilling to discuss Tong Youfeng's affairs.

It turned out that when the construction started at the workshop, of all the able-bodied young men in Xishantun, only Tong Youfeng did not sign up.

Before Wang Meilan arrived, Tong Youfeng was the richest man in Xishantun. There were only two guns in the village, and he owned one of them.

Tong Youfeng felt that he could earn a good amount of money by hunting foxes at home, and since he was still young, he wanted to make some progress at work.

After all the men in the village went to Xinlengchang, Tong Youfeng became the only able-bodied man left in the village. Whenever any household in the village had heavy work to do, they would inevitably ask him for help.

These days, people living in the same village help each other out when someone has a problem. Since Tong Youfeng is a cadre, he has even less reason to refuse.

But there's a problem: these days, many men in the village aren't home, leaving the women to take care of the children. During the day, the children are all out playing, and Tong Youfeng's wife doesn't feel comfortable letting him go to anyone's house to help out.

So, Tong Youfeng's wife went along, and the couple helped out together.

This kind of life went on for more than half a month, until Tong Youfeng's wife couldn't take it anymore. "This is my man, he can't be shared like everyone else. It's better to have Tong Youfeng go up the mountain to work than to live like this."

And so, Tong Youfeng was sent to Xinlengchang by his wife.

Knowing that Tong Youfeng had gone up the mountain to work, Wang Meilan didn't ask any other questions.

At this moment, Zhang Xinglong called out to Wang Meilan, "Village Chief, I have something I want to report to you."

This old man is quite old, but he still has a strong desire for officialdom. I don't know who he learned it from, but he speaks in such an official tone.

"Tell me, what happened?" Wang Meilan asked. Zhang Xinglong replied, "Last week, the township gave us two semi-automatic guns and five hundred rounds of ammunition."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youcai's small eyes lit up instantly.

When Zhao Jun left, fearing he might cause trouble on the mountain, he took the Type 56 semi-automatic pistol and the Type 54 pistol from the house, and left Xing San's Type 16 pistol at home, asking Zhao Youcai to keep it and guard the house.

"Ah, I know about this. The township called me." Wang Meilan said, "Our village needs to have security personnel too, just in case something happens."

“Yeah, right,” Zhang Xinglong said. “What day is it today? It’s almost July. In another half a month or a month, the corn will be saturated, and wild boars and bears will be coming into our land.”

"Ah, right." Upon hearing this, Wang Meilan immediately nodded and said, "Didn't we give you all guns? Just use them to shoot."

Wang Meilan didn't think much when she said this. Her son could easily hunt wild boars and bears, so she subconsciously assumed that others should do the same.

“Village Chief,” Zhang Xinglong said with a bitter expression, “our village only has two people who know how to hunt, Captain Tong and Qin Guangquan, and they both go up the mountain. Our group consists of women and children, and old men and women.”

"Tsk!" Wang Meilan frowned upon hearing Zhang Xinglong's words. Just then, Zhao Youcai stepped forward and said to Zhang Xinglong, "Director Zhang, don't worry about it. I'll come and do it for you when the time comes."

"You?" Zhang Xinglong looked Zhao Youcai up and down and said, "The village chief's son, you know how to hunt?"

"Why wouldn't I know how?" Zhao Youcai ignored Wang Meilan's fierce glare and said to Zhang Xinglong, "Go ask around, I'm the boss of shooting in this forest area!"

Zhao Youcai's words were true; when it came to shooting, no one in the entire Yong'an Forest Area could compare to him.

What Zhao Youcai didn't know was that at that moment, Wang Xiaolan, the women's director of Xishantun Village and Qin Guangquan's wife, was muttering to herself in the crowd, "This is it, we're doomed!"

"What's wrong, sister-in-law?" someone asked from the side. Wang Xiaolan glanced at Wang Meilan and Zhao Youcai, and seeing that the couple's attention was not on them, Wang Xiaolan whispered to the person next to her, "I heard my Guangquan say that the village chief's son only hunts other people's old cows."

"Huh?" The person next to him exclaimed in surprise, "No way!"

"What can't I do?" Wang Xiaolan muttered to herself, "Two every month and a half, one shot each."

"I'm not afraid," said the woman beside her. "We don't have an old ox in our village, what are you afraid of?"

"Hmm?" Wang Xiaolan was taken aback, then nodded: "That's true."

Just as Wang Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Xinglong grabbed Zhao Youcai's hand and said, "Village Chief, on behalf of our Xishan Village, thank you."

At this moment, Zhao Youcai no longer cared about how the people of Xishan Village addressed him. He smiled and said to Zhang Xinglong, "Director Zhang, you're being too polite. My wife is your village head, so I'm not an outsider either. I'm part of Xishan Village too."

"Good!" Zhao Youcai's high-sounding words drew cheers from the people of Xishantun, as well as Wang Meilan's piercing gaze.

Wang Meilan wanted nothing more than to strangle Zhao Youcai, but with so many villagers from Xishantun in front of her, she couldn't say anything.

“Hey, village chief, you’re right,” Zhang Xinglong laughed. “You have to protect the fruits of our victory.”

As he spoke, Zhang Xinglong pointed south and said, "Your thirty acres of land grow the best; we can't let the wild animals ruin it."

Zhang Xinglong's words were undoubtedly an attempt to curry favor with Wang Meilan. Seeing this, Wang Xiaolan quickly stepped forward and said to Wang Meilan, "Village Chief, among the people in our village, if anyone walks by your field with a hoe, they'll have to weed for you."

"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan was very pleased with the kindness shown to her by the people of Xishantun.

Now that things had come to this point, the people of Xishantun surrounded Wang Meilan as they went to see the Zhao family's thirty mu of land.

While Wang Meilan was inspecting her own fields, Zhao Jun was leading the Zhao family gang in searching for wild ginseng in the woods.

They proceeded cautiously, not to avoid the wild animals, but to evade the Shen family gang.

"Brother Jun!" Suddenly, Jie Chen called out to Zhao Jun. He turned around and saw Jie Chen pointing to a pine tree behind him.

Upon closer inspection, Zhao Jun saw that the tree had an inscription carved by the senior Fang Shanxing.

The mark had turned black, indicating it was quite old.

Zhao Jun looked at the omens, but he didn't look at the information recorded on them. Instead, he turned his head to find the corresponding location.