sbdcsierra Chapter 1853 Zhao Jun wants Zhang to be a cook? No way!
Chapter 1853 Zhao Jun wants Zhang to be a cook? No way!
Chapter 1853 Zhao Jun: Want to go back to being a cook? No way!
The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain.
When Zhao Jun thought his wife was being bullied, his first thought wasn't about mother-in-law/daughter-in-law conflicts, but rather the rare phenomenon of father-in-law/daughter-in-law conflicts.
Although conflicts between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law are not common, they are very difficult to resolve once they occur.
For example, a Xie family in Xiangyashan Village.
But as it turned out, Zhao Jun was overthinking things; Zhao Youcai was far more shrewd than Xie Guangkun. Especially in front of his son-in-law and daughter-in-law, Zhao Youcai always appeared kind and benevolent.
The young couple sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and Ma Ling leaned against Zhao Jun's chest and talked for a long time.
She started by talking about a lynx hunting a fox. Logically, a lynx killing a fox is no different from a black tiger catching a roe deer in the mountains. But in Ma Ling's words, the whole thing was shrouded in a sinister atmosphere.
"Alright, honey." Zhao Jun tilted his head and gently kissed Ma Ling's forehead, saying, "Don't scare yourself like that."
Zhao Jun originally wanted to tell Ma Ling about the robbery he encountered on his way back to the village by the yellow fox. But now, looking at it this way, he decided against it.
“I wasn’t just scaring myself…” Ma Ling struggled in Zhao Jun’s arms, as if she wanted to say something more.
Seeing this, Zhao Jun quickly changed the subject, saying, "By the way, have you been to our mom's place lately? How's our brother doing?"
"Oh my god, don't even mention it." Ma Ling said with a worried look on her face when Ma Yang was mentioned, "He burned through tens of thousands of yuan, he doesn't even know his own name anymore. He's always making a fuss, and several families have gone to our parents to borrow money."
Zhao Jun: "..."
Hearing Ma Ling say this, Zhao Jun couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known that Ma Yang was so easily offended, he should have kept it from him from the beginning.
“This is also my fault,” Zhao Jun said. Ma Ling quickly replied, “How is this your fault? It’s mainly my little brother who was too ignorant.”
Hearing Ma Ling say this, Zhao Jun gently squeezed Ma Ling's small hand. This incident alone reveals the difference between Ma Ling and Zhao Chun.
If the same thing had happened to Zhao Jun, Zhao Chun would definitely have said, "My brother is too honest and can't keep anything to himself."
“Okay, Ling,” Zhao Jun said. “Tomorrow morning, I’ll go to the venue to make a brief appearance, and then we’ll take some things over tonight.”
"Okay, sure," Ma Ling replied, then asked Zhao Jun, "Nothing's wrong this time, so you're not going anywhere else, right?"
Although Zhao Jun hadn't been gone for more than a few days, once he left, Ma Ling was left alone in the empty house. How could that compare to the comfort of a young couple sharing a bed?
"It seems we still have to go." Zhao Jun smiled wryly upon hearing this and told him about the invitation he had received from Lushuihe to hunt wolves.
Ma Ling's first reaction after hearing this was also to disagree with Zhao Jun going. She said that there was no profit to be made from this, and they wouldn't even be able to earn back the cost of the gas for the round trip.
Zhao Jun now understands the importance of marital harmony. He mysteriously told Ma Ling that there were old ginseng pits in the Lushuihe forest area, which might contain a large quantity of ginseng.
Upon hearing this, Ma Ling fell silent. Her brother earned tens of thousands of yuan just by going up the mountain with Zhao Jun, and that wasn't even for large shipments. If Zhao Jun were to bring out large shipments, how much money would that be?
At this moment, Zhao Jun said to Ma Ling, "Wife, I was just thinking that if I catch that wolf, I'll cook it in oil and bring it back."
"What do you need that stuff for?" Ma Ling asked. Zhao Jun replied, "Isn't it said that stuff is good for the lungs? My third uncle coughs all day long, so I'm getting some for him to drink."
Zhao Jun didn't know what was wrong with Xing San, but it was true that wolf oil was good for the lungs; drinking wolf oil could even make lung nodules disappear.
Zhao Jun had touched on a blind spot in Ma Ling's knowledge this time, and Ma Ling stared at him with wide eyes and asked, "Really? I really didn't know that."
After saying that, Ma Ling added, "But I know a remedy that would work."
As she spoke, Ma Ling left Zhao Jun's embrace, went to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) to warm herself with the quilt, and said to Zhao Jun, "That day I went to the market with my mother and bought a bunch of rotten river fish."
I saw two catfish balls inside, and I told my third uncle that we should catch two crows and stew them with the catfish balls, and he'd get better after eating it once. He refused to do it.
"Why aren't you doing it?" Zhao Jun asked, knowing the answer already, just teasing his wife. That crow only eats rotten, decaying meat; even if you gave it to him, he wouldn't eat it.
“He said the crow’s flesh was pitch black,” Ma Ling said as she laid out the mattress. “He said he was afraid it would kill him.”
Two years ago, the reckless Xing San would have been 80% able to eat it. But now, Xing San isn't going to take that risk.
“Hehe…” Ma Ling’s words made Zhao Jun laugh. Seeing Zhao Jun’s laughter, Ma Ling said somewhat unhappily, “What are you laughing at? My grandma passed down this recipe, and it has helped so many people.”
Knowing that he couldn't question Ma Ling's family's ancestral recipe in front of her, Zhao Jun immediately suppressed his smile, took off his clothes and said, "If he doesn't want to eat, then he doesn't have to. That old man is stubborn. Let him wait and see if he can drink wolf oil."
Upon hearing Zhao Jun's words, Ma Ling glared at him, a look that Zhao Jun interpreted as seduction.
The young couple were both healthy and their separation was like a rekindled romance; their passion was irresistible.
……
The next morning, Zhao Jun slept soundly, having not heard any snoring. However, he still noticed Ma Ling getting up and getting dressed.
When Zhao Jun opened his eyes, he saw that Ma Ling was already dressed and had gotten out of bed.
"Honey, is there still work to be done in the fields?" Zhao Jun asked. Ma Ling replied, "There's not much work to do in the fields, but our garden is so big, we still need to take care of it, right?"
Hearing Ma Ling say this, Zhao Jun pressed on, "Wife, who feeds the dog every day now?"
"Dad," Ma Ling said, glancing at the curtains that weren't drawn at the north window, "you'll probably hear some noise in a little while."
Zhao Youcai was heavy-handed, and having worked in the canteen for twenty years, he was used to it, so even putting dog food in his bowl would make a clattering sound.
"Alright, I'll get up too." Zhao Jun said, then got dressed and got out of bed. Ma Ling and Wang Meilan fed the livestock and tended the family's vegetable garden, while Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai went to the backyard to feed the dogs.
We haven't seen Zhao Jun for several days, and our dog misses him terribly.
Just as Zhao Jun was being affectionate with the dog, Wang Meilan came over and called to him, "Son, come here!"
"What's wrong, Mom?" Zhao Jun walked towards Wang Meilan, who was standing in front of the donkey shed. Wang Meilan pointed into the shed and said, "You still want this mule? If it were up to me, I'd let Ruhai put it away and sell it."
As Wang Meilan spoke, the mule lay leisurely on a haystack in the shed, swishing its tail back and forth to shoo away the flies buzzing around its rear.
The little donkey had been leisurely, but when Wang Meilan came over, it got up from the haystack and tried to get as close to her as possible. Although there were no overly affectionate gestures, its eyes remained fixed on Wang Meilan.
"Hey!" Zhao Jun laughed when he heard Wang Meilan say she wanted to sell the mule. "Mom, I was thinking you should keep the mule and kill the donkey."
"Why kill it? Kill it?" Wang Meilan turned her head and glanced at the obedient little donkey, saying, "That mule is so greedy. It eats grain all day long and leaves grass at every meal. It's not even as good as our donkey."
Hearing Wang Meilan say this, the little donkey's eyes lit up.
"Is this how it is?" Zhao Jun said as he walked to the front of the shed. He glanced into the trough and saw that the area in front of the little donkey was empty, while there was indeed some wilted grass on the mule's side.
Zhao Jun shifted his gaze, looking at the lying mule and then at the little donkey.
"Hey? My goodness!" At this moment, Zhao Jun noticed the problem. He pointed at the little donkey and said, "Why is the donkey's belly so flat?"
Pointing at it with Zhao Jun's finger, the little donkey's ears drooped to the sides. At this moment, it lowered its head and looked down, not daring to look at Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan.
"Hmm?" Wang Meilan took two steps to the side, tilted her head to look at the donkey's belly, then turned back, reached out and touched the little donkey's drooping ears, and said, "Is it tired?"
As soon as Wang Meilan said this, the little donkey's ears perked up instantly, and it opened its mouth and made an "uh-ah" sound. Then Wang Meilan said to Zhao Jun, "Our donkey is good at working. Everyone in the village says that next year, if we harness it to a plow, it can even turn the soil."
As soon as Wang Meilan finished speaking, the little donkey immediately let out another "ooh-ah," which made Zhao Jun laugh and say, "With this back-and-forth singing, this donkey is definitely not being raised for nothing."
After saying that, Zhao Jun looked at the silly mule and said, "Then I'll tell Ru Hai later to sell this mule for a profit."
“Okay, son, that’s all…” Wang Meilan hadn’t finished speaking when she heard a “howl” coming from the doghouse to the north.
Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan quickly looked over and saw Bai Long sitting on the ground, looking up and howling.
The white dragon's howl is different from the fox's howl. The fox's howl is for causing trouble, while the white dragon's howl is for howling at the mountains.
Dogs that go up the mountain can't stay at home. If they're kept cooped up at home for too long, the hunting dogs will howl in the mountains, urging their owners to take them out.
Before the white dragon's howl had even faded, Erhei sat down and began to howl as well, followed by the yellow dragon, the flower dragon...
"Alright, alright." Zhao Jun shooed the dog away with his hand, and as soon as the dog's rear end left the ground, it stopped howling.
“What a day,” Zhao Youcai said as he walked over, carrying a bag of dog food to feed Luo. “Look how bored these dogs are. I told them I wanted to take them for a walk around the South China Sea, but your mother got really angry and wouldn’t let me.”
Hearing Zhao Youcai's words, Wang Meilan pursed her lips and glanced at him sideways, while Zhao Jun remained silent, only kicking away the small stones in front of him.
The mother and daughter ignored him, and Zhao Youcai made a fool of himself.
But Zhao Youcai was a persistent man. While scooping dog food into the dog bowl, he took a moment to call out to Zhao Jun, "Son, shall we go to the work section today? Our forestry protection work is so inefficient that we don't even get to our post once a month."
As Zhao Youcai said this, he was filled with regret. If he had known that the job transfer would turn out like this, he would have preferred to stay and work in the cafeteria.
When I was in the cafeteria, I could just leave whenever I wanted. But now, it's a different story; two old men follow me everywhere I go.
Zhao Jun knew he couldn't suppress Zhao Youcai too much, so he immediately said, "Dad, after we finish eating, let's go to the field first and then go to the third section."
"Yes!" Zhao Youcai responded cheerfully, and his movements of serving dog food became even more efficient.
……
After breakfast, Zhao Jiabang and Zhao Youcai did not take the forest farm's shuttle bus, but instead drove their own two cars straight to the forest farm.
Upon arriving at the forest farm, Li Ruhai, as always, got off the car at the entrance of the mailroom.
Zhao Youcai didn't follow Zhao Jun and the others to the office building. Instead, he got out of the car at the fork in the road and headed straight for the canteen.
Zhao Youcai's departure was different from Li Ruhai's. Li Ruhai was nostalgic; every time he came to the forest farm, he would return to the places where he had fought.
Zhao Youcai was going to find Zhang Guoqing, the canteen director, to ask if he could be transferred back.
When Zhao Jiabang entered the office building and went to the security team, not only was the team leader Liu Jinyong there, but the security field manager Yan Shugang was also there.
Upon seeing Zhao Jun, Liu Jinyong greeted him first: "Zhao Jun is here."
"Here you are, team leader." Zhao Jun smiled and nodded to Liu Jinyong, then smiled at Yan Shugang and called him "Director Yan".
"You've come at just the right time," Yan Shugang said to Zhao Jun. "If you hadn't come, I would have had to look for you."
"What's up, Director Yan? Any mission?" Zhao Jun asked, thinking it might be a call from Lushuihe. But when he looked up at his watch, he realized it was way too early for a call from Lushuihe.
"There's a mission." Yan Shugang said with a serious face, "Just now, the Lushuihe Forest Farm under the Lushuihe Forestry Bureau of Jilin Province called and said that there is a pack of eight or nine wolves attacking workers and civilians. They want to transfer you over after the May Day holiday to help them fight off the wolves."
The Dragon Boat Festival is the fifth month festival. This year, the Dragon Boat Festival falls on June 18th, while today is June 5th.
After saying this, Yan Shugang paused slightly, took the cigarette from Liu Jinyong, and then said to Zhao Jun, "Secretary Zhou has agreed. Now, let's ask for your opinion."
"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun exclaimed, his eyes wide with feigned surprise. "Jilin Province... what forest farm? They're borrowing me; the procedures must be quite complicated, right?"
"What's the trouble?" Yan Shugang laughed. "You're not a seventh or eighth-grade worker, so the procedures aren't complicated. You just go over there to hunt wolves for a few days. After that, the farm won't consider it absenteeism, and you'll still get your wages as usual. They'll give you an extra subsidy over there, and that'll be fine."
Yan Shugang's words were quite clear: there were no procedures required to temporarily transfer Zhao Jun; he could simply go.
At this moment, Yan Shugang continued to say to Zhao Jun: "Although we are forestry workers from two different provinces, we are both within the forestry system. What does Secretary Zhou mean? If you go, do a good job, help our fellow workers in Jilin Province, and also give our forest farm some recognition."
Upon hearing Yan Shugang's words, Zhao Jun solemnly declared, "Director Yan, don't worry, we certainly won't let our forest farm down."
"Ah, that's right." Yan Shugang was quite satisfied with Zhao Jun's attitude, mainly because he trusted Zhao Jun's abilities.
At this moment, Yan Shugang realized another layer of meaning in Zhao Jun's words, so he quickly asked, "Zhao Jun, how many people from your forestry security team are going?"
"Director Yan, what do you think?" Zhao Jun didn't say how many people were going, but said, "I don't know the specifics of his situation, but I feel it's quite troublesome for him."
I plan to bring the dog this time, and all of us will go. That way, we can keep the dog under control. Otherwise, the dog won't recognize strangers.
Upon hearing Zhao Jun's words, Yan Shugang frowned and said, "If you've all left, what happens to our place?"
"No worries, Director Yan," Zhao Jun said. "We'll go and come back quickly; it won't take more than a few days. Then, I'll have my dad stay behind. In most cases, my dad can handle it."
……
"Achoo!" In the cafeteria, Zhao Youcai suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, then handed a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes to Zhang Guoqing and said with a smile, "Director, what do you think of these cigarettes?"
The two folk remedies in this chapter, using wolf oil, can cure lung diseases, pulmonary nodules, and pulmonary tuberculosis.
Crow stewed with catfish is said to cure asthma; it's said that eating it will make you feel better.