sbdcsierra Chapter 1582 That’s our Yong’an Zhao’s grandmother!
Chapter 1582 That’s our Yong’an Zhao’s grandmother!
Chapter 1582 That’s our Yong’an Zhao’s grandmother!
After Zhang Yuanmin sent Chen Dalai away, he returned to the house and was praised by Yang Yufeng and Xiao Lingdang. The mother and daughter were pleased with Zhang Yuanmin's refusal to go bear hunting with Chen Dalai.
Before lying down, Yang Yufeng gave Zhang Yuanmin a subtle wink, and Zhang Yuanmin understood.
The couple had only one daughter and had always wanted a son to inherit the family business. If Zhang Yuanmin had not been thrown into the stone pond by a black bear a few years ago, this project would have been launched long ago.
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With the arrival of a new day, the Zhao army’s big day is one day closer.
While eating breakfast, Wang Meilan said to Zhao Youcai, "Don't run around today. Come with me to Xishan Village to hire some people."
Zhao Youcai glanced at Wang Meilan without saying anything, while Zhao Weipeng, who was drinking tofu pudding next to him, put down his bowl and asked in a groaning voice, "Sister-in-law, where is Xishantun?"
"It's just to the west." Wang Meilan said, "That's where our old youths lived. Now it's become a vagrant village."
"Ah..." Zhao Weipeng nodded and said, "Then we can go with you. We can just stroll around if we have nothing to do."
The "we" Zhao Weipeng mentioned refers to him and his son. He hadn't exercised much in two months, but he went for a hike the day before yesterday and his legs are still sore.
"Then let's go for a walk, why stay at home?" Wang Meilan said with a smile, but Zhao Youcai said, "Lan, why don't you go, I'll go up the mountain and walk around."
As soon as Zhao Youcai said this, Wang Meilan immediately rolled her eyes at him.
"You are hiring someone today, so you don't have to use me." Zhao Youcai smiled at Wang Meilan and said, "Just let your son go with you. I'll go up the mountain to see if I can knock on a big guy. Don't you want to make some delicious food?"
Hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Zhao Weipeng on the side squinted his eyes and put down the bowl in his hand. He knew that Zhao Youcai was talking about Zhao Jun, but he had just arranged to go with Wang Meilan, so Zhao Youcai's words seemed to be taking advantage of him.
At this time, Wang Meilan curled her lips, glared at Zhao Youcai, and said, "Just go up the mountain, don't blame us. The snow on the sunny slope hasn't melted yet, and it's not the time to fight the big guys."
"Ouch!" Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun in surprise and said, "Son, look how well your mother understands, hehe..."
Zhao Jun smiled but said nothing, while Wang Meilan said with a smile: "Do you think I don't understand? I have lived with you for more than 20 years. From what you said, I know how to hunt now."
Wang Meilan's words made everyone laugh. Zhao Youcai smiled and said to Wang Meilan, "Lan, you are right, but that is like using a dog to chase a roe deer or a deer from the sunny slope to the shady slope. Now the snow on the sunny slope hasn't melted yet, so I'll carry my gun to the foot of the mountain and see if I can hit it."
There are no sika deer in Yong'an Forest District, only red deer, which are called big guys by the locals.
In winter, the elk wander around the foot of the mountains and around the rocky ponds. They will come down after a few days when the temperature rises.
"Okay, then go ahead." In front of Zhao Weipeng and Zhao Jinhui, Wang Meilan couldn't give Zhao Youcai a hard time. Thinking of dealing with Zhao Youcai at night, Wang Meilan smiled and told Zhao Youcai, "It doesn't matter if you're a jerk or a little kid, just don't mess with that big boss."
The so-called "niandanzi" refers to a two-year-old red deer weighing about 300 kilograms. The "little two-year-old" refers to one year old or younger.
Zhao Youcai and Zhao Jun were already used to Wang Meilan's naming of the mountain animals. At this time, Zhao Youcai did not dare to refute Wang Meilan and immediately agreed: "Okay, Lan, just wait."
After answering Wang Meilan, Zhao Youcai turned to Zhao Weipeng and asked, "Brother, why don't you come with me?"
"I won't go." Zhao Weipeng refused decisively. He had a trauma from shooting sika deer. After he retired from the army, his business was going smoothly. The most embarrassing thing he did in these years was that he shot a big blue deer as if it were a big red deer.
As soon as he said this, Zhao Weipeng felt his son's strange gaze and quickly explained, "Don't you think that big guys always stay at the foot of the mountain? It's hard for me to climb the mountain."
Hearing what Zhao Weipeng said, Zhao Youcai did not force him, but said: "Then you stay at home and go for a walk with your nephew and the others."
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After eating and drinking, Zhao Youcai and Li Dayong called Lin Xiangshun and drove Jie Chen's Liberation truck up the mountain to hunt.
The Zhao family's dog gang has been fighting for two days in a row. The dogs' excitement and desire to go up the mountain have subsided, so they are let to rest at home today.
Zhao Jun, Wang Meilan, Wang Qiang, Zhao Weipeng, Zhao Jinhui, Zhang Yuanmin, Jie Chen, and Li Ruhai took two jeeps and headed straight for Xishantun.
Xing San was left at home to look after the huge amount of money and property in the house.
Today is a good day for Xishantun.
As the population of Xishantun grows, Yushu Township intends to set it up as an official gathering place for mountain people.
If this succeeds, the people of Xishan Village will no longer be hooligans. Not only will everyone have a household registration, but the village will also be able to use electricity.
This is a big event for the people of Xishantun. Today, Zou Yunchuan, the deputy head of Yushu Township, came to Xishantun to inspect in person.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there is competition for fame and fortune.
Although Xishan Village was a group of hooligans, there were two people who liked to take the lead, one was Zhang Xinglong and the other was Tong Youfeng. It was these two who led the villagers to Zhao's house because of the incident of the fox howling on the mountain.
Zhang Xinglong is old and has a high prestige among the older generation in Xishantun. Tong Youfeng is capable. Before the Zhao family supported Xishantun, Tong Youfeng had a No. 16 hunting rifle, so he has always been the richest man in Xishantun.
Tong Youfeng's family is well-off and has a big house. Last year, when the Fox Howling Mountain incident occurred, the young and strong people in the village gathered at his house.
Today, the deputy village chief came to inspect and was also received at his home. Zou Yunchuan was a good man, knowing that it was not easy for these hooligans, so he got up early and hurried over.
By this time, he had already finished his breakfast, and it was still early for lunch. He just wanted to chat with the people around him, then take a look around and leave quickly, so as not to burden the people of Xishantun.
But after arriving at Xishantun, Zou Yunchuan and his entourage stopped at Tong Youfeng and then began their visit.
As a village cadre, Zou Yunchuan knew how to observe the lives of the mountain people closely.
After entering the village and arriving at a house, Zou Yunchuan went into the outer room and went straight to the bowl rack.
When I opened the bowl rack, I saw several chipped bowls that were washed clean and neatly arranged.
Although the family conditions are not good, they are indeed a family that can get by just fine.
In the bowl rack, besides the washed dishes and chopsticks, there was a plate with four or five broken pieces on the edge, on which was a half-eaten cornmeal steamed bread. Next to it was a small bowl with a bowl of farm-style sauce.
The bottom of the bowl rack was for food. Zou Yunchuan took a look and found that it was all cornmeal. It was just that half of the bag was coarse and the other half was fine. The coarse one was for porridge, while the fine one was for steaming dry food.
Seeing this, Zou Yunchuan sighed in his heart. He knew that the life of a hooligan was not easy. But in reality, it seemed to be more difficult than imagined. Two and a half bags of food seemed like a lot, but how many days could they feed a family of four?
You know, if people don't have any oil in their stomach, they will eat a lot and consume food quickly.
Zou Yunchuan's consideration was correct, but he overlooked one point. A normal hooligan's family would not have leftover steamed bread, especially a family with two children like this.
Zou Yunchuan closed the bowl rack and looked at the four jars under the east wall. Four jars, two large and two small, are standard for local mountain dwellers.
The big jars, about 120 to 30 centimeters high and thicker than a person, are used to hold water and pickled cabbage. There are two small jars, one for making sauce and the other for pickled vegetables.
Apart from the four jars and the bowl rack, there was nothing else in the outer room except the stove and the hearth. The hooligans rarely had things like benches and benches, and they ate on the kang around the kang table.
All four vats had wooden lids. Zou Yunchuan opened the nearest large vat and saw that it was filled with water.
Zou Yunchuan closed the wooden board, then opened the second large vat, but was stunned when he took a look.
The tank was half filled with water, and a half-empty gourd ladle was floating on the water.
Zou Yunchuan turned around, looked at the male owner of the house, and asked, "No pickled cabbage?"
Before they joined Young Master Zhao, these hooligans felt weak in the knees when they saw the forest ranger. At this moment, facing Zou Yunchuan, Wu Dalin felt a little uneasy and rubbed his hands, saying, "The pickled vegetables are gone."
"No more..." After hearing what Wu Dalin said, Zou Yunchuan closed the lid of the wooden jar, then turned around and asked, "Do you only eat pickles and soybean paste every day?"
Zou Yunchuan didn’t ask about the autumn vegetables. All the sauerkraut had been eaten, and there was definitely nothing left of the potatoes and cabbage.
"Ah..." Wu Dalin said with a bitter face, "The pickles are gone too..."
"All that's left is the soybean paste?" Zou Yunchuan frowned when he heard that, and then he sighed heavily.
Zou Yunchuan thought that this family really didn't know how to live. Farmers have to plan for food and drink. It's only the beginning of March, and there's no vegetables at home. It will take some time for wild vegetables to come down, and this family will have to eat without a bowl of rice during this period.
The two people accompanying Zou Yunchuan looked at each other, then shook their heads, thinking the same thing as Zou Yunchuan.
At this time, Zou Yunchuan opened the small green jar that reached his waist. The moment he opened the lid, Zou Yunchuan didn't look at the contents.
In this case, either the tank is empty or there is very little in the tank, just the bottom.
"No more soybean paste?" Zou Yunchuan was startled, and looked into the jar, then frowned and muttered: "What's this?"
Hearing what he said, the two township clerks hurried forward. They had seen too many poor people while working in the township. Living in the mountains, there were many mountain products, and there were also many kinds of food.
Just when the two clerks wanted to see the world, they saw something red in the jar.
They were both startled and thought, "That can't be meat, right?"
At this moment, Wu Dalin's weak voice came from behind the three people: "That's salted bacon."
"Huh?" Zou Yunchuan was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and asked, "What?"
"Salty... salty bacon." Wu Dalin was so nervous that he stuttered.
It is called salted bacon, which is actually meat cured with salt. If it is pork with fat and lean meat, it is the best. Cut the meat and stew it with beans, and you will get the so-called bubbling beans.
"Ah..." After hearing what Wu Dalin said, Zou Yunchuan thought about it and didn't find it strange. It's normal for hooligans to trap wild boars and roe deer.
A clerk turned around, smiled at Zhang Xinglong and Tong Youfeng who were accompanying them, and said, "The food is good!"
Zhang Xinglong and Tong Youfeng smiled, and then the clerk asked again: "I see the shredded meat is quite thick, is it wild boar meat?"
"That's beef in our house!" Suddenly, a child's voice sounded. The boy from Wu Dalin's family was more experienced than him.
"Beef...beef?" The clerk's voice and eyes changed.
Tong Youfeng saw this, fearing that the villagers might misunderstand him, and hurried to help Wu Dalin explain, saying: "We bought this at the market the day before yesterday."
"Yes, yes!" Wu Dalin nodded in agreement.
"This..." Zou Yunchuan and his two men exchanged a glance, then looked into the jar and asked Wu Dalin, "I guess this meat weighs a few pounds?"
"Uh... that..." Wu Dalin said, "There are three pounds of beef on top, and more than five pounds of wild boar meat on the bottom."
Zou Yunchuan and two clerks: "..."
"Hey?" Before Zou Yunchuan and the other two could say anything, Tong Youfeng stopped working and asked Wu Dalin, "Dalin, didn't you buy five pounds of beef that day?"
That day, a group of hooligans went to the market and met the old lady He Jiesun who was selling beef. In order to take care of Grandma Zhao's business, these people bought a piece more or less.
Those who bought less bought one pound, and as a die-hard supporter of Grandma Zhao, Wu Dalin bought up the last large piece of beef, which weighed five pounds and two ounces. Xie Sun decided to give him a dime.
"It's stewed." Wu Dalin said, "The child will eat it when he comes back that day."
"Stew two pounds? What are you doing? Can't you eat it?" Tong Youfeng said this with a frown. He thought to himself that I am the richest man in Xishantun, and I don't eat it like this.
Zou Yunchuan and the other two had the same opinion as Tong Youfeng. It was obvious from the looks of it that they were not a family that could live a normal life. How could such hooligans cause such trouble?
"Oh!" Zou Yunchuan sighed heavily, then turned to ask Wu Dalin: "How much land does your family have?"
"How can a scoundrel have land?" Wu Dalin said with a wry smile, "My family has two acres of land at the foot of the west mountain. Every year we plant corn, it is destroyed by wild boars, and we don't even eat it."
"Tsk!" Zou Yunchuan smacked his lips and walked into the house.
The room was messier than the outer room because the space was small. It was a small ten-square-meter room, and the kang was piled with things.
Every night when they went to bed, they would take their things down and put them on the floor. During the day, they would get up from the kang and pile their things back up.
This is usually the case with hooligans, there's nothing we can do about it.
Zou Yunchuan didn't go in. He stood at the door and looked around. The most eye-catching thing in the room was the kang table on the kang.
The kang table was clean, and on it was a first-grade Chinese language book.
The book was in tatters and the cover was flying off.
When Zou Yunchuan saw the book, he turned around and looked at Wu Dalin's family of four and asked, "Which child is in school?"
"Let them all go to school in the fall of this year." Wu Dalin said this without stuttering, with a firm tone. Because Grandma Zhao told him that the children must go to school, and they can only do so when they can no longer go.
"Okay, that's good." Hearing what Wu Dalin said, Zou Yunchuan nodded, thinking that this father was doing a decent job. As a child from a poor family, Zou Yunchuan changed his life by studying. Although it is more difficult for children from gangster families, as long as they can study, they have opportunities. Whether they succeed or not is another matter.
With mixed feelings, Zou Yunchuan walked out of the Wu family's courtyard. Just as he was about to run to the next house, he heard a burst of cheers from afar. They were all children's voices, which startled Zou Yunchuan. He wondered if they were here to exchange for candy balls or twisted dough sticks.
At this moment, Zou Yunchuan saw with his own eyes two jeeps driving slowly past one after the other.
Zou Yunchuan was stunned by this scene. He had gotten up early and rode his bicycle here.
"This..." Zou Yunchuan pointed at the big back of a jeep and asked Tong Youfeng, "Who is this?"
Zou Yunchuan didn't understand what the children were shouting, but Tong Youfeng, Wu Dalin and others from Xishan Village understood it.
Tong Youfeng smiled and was about to answer when Wu Dalin pushed him away with his shoulder. The man who was so timid in his own home just now said proudly: "That's our Yongan Zhao Grandma!"
Zou Yunchuan: “…”
(End of this chapter)