The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1407 Feelings



Chapter 1407 Feelings

Chapter 1407 Feelings

This is because Xing San is here, otherwise Wang Meilan would easily beat Zhao Youcai.

"What did my father tell you the other day?" Wang Meilan gritted her teeth and asked the same question twice, "What did my father tell you?"

"Dad..." Zhao Youcai blinked his eyes and said, "He told me that the day he left."

"That's not right, brother-in-law." As soon as Zhao Youcai finished speaking, Wang Qiang questioned, "We asked you that time, asking you if our father said anything to you before he passed away, and you said no."

The "that time" that Wang Qiang mentioned was when Zhao Youcai came back from Hansong Fort and provided the news about the golden grapes. Wang Meilan then asked Zhao Youcai whether Mr. Wang had left any other information when he left.

At that time, Zhao Youcai swore that he had no such thing, but today he has it again...

"It's been so many years." Facing Wang Qiang's questioning, Zhao Youcai still argued, "It's only now that I remember..."

Zhao Youcai, who tried to defend himself, was glared at by Wang Meilan, and then fell silent.

After using her eyes to stop Zhao Youcai from talking nonsense, Wang Meilan immediately asked him, "Just tell me, what did our father tell you?"

"My dad..." Zhao Youcai blinked his small eyes twice, frowned and recalled: "He kept saying that the mountain grapes over there are delicious, and then he would go there whenever he had nothing to do..."

Zhao Youcai was stunned in the middle of his words, and then he exclaimed "Ouch" under the gaze of Wang Meilan, Wang Qiang and Xing San.

Looking at Zhao Youcai's expression, it was obvious that he remembered something.

"What are you talking about?" Wang Meilan asked. Zhao Youcai lifted his legs and turned to Wang Meilan. He raised his left hand and pointed his index finger at the ceiling, saying, "I remember it, Lan."

"Ah?" Wang Meilan urged, "Now that you remember it, tell me."

Under the gaze of the three people, Zhao Youcai said: "My father told us that he had marked the area where we picked wild grapes, as well as the opposite slope and the back slope.

Let me wait until life is peaceful, and then dig up the trees that were used as markers. My father said they are money trees. "

"Pa!" After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Wang Meilan slapped her thigh, looked at Zhao Youcai and asked, "Dad left this message, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"That..." Zhao Youcai said weakly, "I didn't think he buried anything under the tree. When the old man talked about the money tree, I thought he was being superstitious. I also told him, Dad, please stop talking. It will cause trouble if others hear it!"

After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Wang Meilan and Wang Qiang turned their heads away in anger. Xing San was not angry, but he also lowered his head.

Wang Meilan turned her head quickly. She seemed to want to say something, but she took a deep breath and swallowed the words back.

But then, Wang Meilan asked Zhao Youcai, "Think again, think again, what else did our father leave for you?"

"Nothing." Zhao Youcai was a little confused, but soon said firmly: "It's really nothing."

Wang Meilan twitched the corner of her mouth. Zhao Youcai had the same expression and said the same thing last time.

"That..." At this time, Xing San took the initiative to act as a peacemaker. He said to Zhao Youcai and Wang Meilan, "Brothers, and your sister-in-law, Qiangzi, we now know where the places are. Let's hurry up and get the things out of these places."

"Brother," Wang Qiang said, "It's hard to work here, and we can't burn the pit there."

It was the end of January, the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, and it was already freezing cold. The ground was frozen five meters underground, and it was difficult to dig with a shovel or pickaxe.

If you want to start digging, you have to burn the pit. Burning the pit is not just about lighting a fire, it will take a long time.

Once the fire starts and smoke appears, it will burn for two or three hours, attracting either forest rangers or nearby forestry teams.

It’s a dry winter, so everyone has to come and see if there’s been a wildfire.

When the time comes to recruit people, it’s hard to explain to them.

Because in winter, pits are burned for burials and to maintain roads.

That area is not close to the village, so no one has to travel that far for burial, otherwise it would be difficult to visit the grave later.

If you want to maintain the road, you have to burn a kang nearby the road.

This is also the reason why Zhao Jun was not in a hurry to look for golden grapes.

"Hmm." Xing San took the cigarette and lighter from Zhao Youcai, lit the Shilin cigarette and took a puff, then said, "Let's forget about the golden grapes and golden watermelon we talked about last time. Your old man must have buried it deep. The thing itself has to sink, so you can't dig it now."

"Brother, let's find these things first." Wang Meilan pointed at the hot water bottle while speaking.

"Yes!" Xing San nodded and said, "It came out by itself. I think your father buried it too shallow. Then it rained heavily in the summer, and the ditch and pond flooded and soaked it out."

"My father-in-law may not think this is a good thing." Zhao Youcai said jokingly, but Wang Meilan glared at him.

Wang Meilan was filled with hatred. The old man had passed away 20 years ago. If you had told everyone what he said before his death, wouldn't you have dug out the things long ago? Why would you have let someone pick them up?

These bronze objects are not as valuable as gold. If they are good enough, Wang Meilan can even give them to anyone who likes them. But if they are just thrown away, Wang Meilan does not agree.

"Brother." At this time, Wang Qiang said to Xing San, "Then let's go up the mountain for a walk tomorrow morning?"

"Let's take a walk." Xing San said, "Let's go over and take a look and see what's going on."

Zhao Youcai also wanted to take a walk, but he knew that no one would take his place, so he couldn't leave.

To be honest, Zhao Youcai felt very uncomfortable staying at home these two days.

He used to work and rest at home one day a week. On that day, he was resting even though he didn't go up the mountain.

It's nothing like this, with guests coming and going every day, and entertaining people both at the table and under the table. This makes Zhao Youcai, who is not very talkative, extremely uncomfortable.

But Zhao Youcai did not regret it at this time. He believed that after this busy period, he would have the opportunity to go up the mountain to hunt.

After discussing going up the mountain to hunt for treasure tomorrow, Wang Qiang finished smoking his cigarette and got up to go home.

"Brother!" Wang Meilan put the thermos on the table at the head of the kang and said to Xing San, "Heat your feet and relieve your fatigue."

Xing San responded, and then he saw Wang Meilan directing Zhao Youcai, saying, "Take down the bedding roll."

Zhao Youcai stood up and took a set of rolled up bedding from the kang cabinet.

After Zhao Youcai put the bedding on the kang, Wang Meilan reached out and pulled it over.

Seeing the roll of bedding moving, the little lynx jumped and chased after it. When the roll of bedding stopped, the little lynx pounced on it.

"Get off!" Wang Meilan pulled it away, then unrolled the quilt and said to Xing San, "Brother, this is the quilt that Xiaomei, Qiangzi's wife and I made for you after you left this morning. This set is yours from now on, and you can cover yourself with it when you get home."

As she spoke, Wang Meilan grasped a corner of the quilt with one hand and said, "The cotton here is all new, it's very warm."

Wang Meilan's words touched Xing San deeply. The old man subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched the quilt. Then he looked up at Wang Meilan and said, "You still want to make a set of quilts for me? This is too much trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Wang Meilan said with a smile, "After the Little New Year, when the people in Lengchang leave, Xiaojun will go up the mountain to pick you up, and then you can stay at home and spend the New Year with us."

"That won't work." Xing San heard this and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "That won't work."

The old man felt a little embarrassed and felt that he was causing trouble for the Zhao family.

"Why not?" Wang Meilan said, "Otherwise, there will be so much vacancy in the place. How will you stay there?"

"That's right, brother." Zhao Youcai echoed and advised Xing San, "Come back home, there's everything to eat and drink. Let's have a drink and play some cards, it'll be a great day."

"Brother." As soon as Zhao Youcai finished speaking, Wang Meilan immediately persuaded him, "Come down the mountain and live at home for a while. We'll see after the New Year. If there's an empty house in this village, we'll build one. It doesn't cost much. And then you don't have to live in the mountain anymore. You're getting older every year. It's too cold to live in that shack."

"Well... okay. Second brother, sister-in-law, I will cause you a lot of trouble in the future." Xing San, who had become more and more stubborn since the death of his wife and children, was actually persuaded by Zhao Youcai and Wang Meilan. He was always stubborn and unruly, but when he arrived at the Zhao family, he could still speak politely.

One of the reasons is that the Zhao family treats him sincerely, and the other reason is that the Zhao family lives too good.

If Xing San went down the mountain and stayed at Chen Jinmin's house, he would leave after staying there for two days without any regrets.

"What's the problem, brother?" Wang Meilan smiled and asked Zhao Youcai, "Hey, his father? Han Chunsheng from your second cafeteria, is his father-in-law going to leave with his son after the Chinese New Year?"

"It seems so." Zhao Youcai said, "I'll go ask him tomorrow. If he says he wants to leave, I'll talk to him and book him a house."

"Give him two deposits," Wang Meilan said, "so that he won't change his mind and sell it to someone else."

"Okay!" Zhao Youcai responded, and then said to Xing San: "Brother, the two rooms in his house were renovated two years ago, and the small house is very neat. The key is that it is only two steps away from our new house. It takes less than two minutes to get there."

No matter what Zhao Youcai was thinking, his words at this time made Xing San feel his sincerity.

At this time, the old man also lost his temper. Xing San said, "I told the kid today that when I return to the market, I will make a few more big hides. After that, I will go to a few more shacks and ask those old men to bring all the hides to us to sell."

As soon as Xing San said this, Zhao Youcai and Wang Meilan stopped him in unison, saying, "Brother, please stop it."

"Huh?" Xing San was startled and asked, "What's the matter?"

The couple looked at each other and couldn't tell Xing San that my son didn't allow you to bring in business, and that whoever you brought business to, the best outcome for that person would be the destruction of his family.

"Well... that..." Wang Meilan organized her words in her mind, and then said to Xing San: "Brother, this is what happened. We have almost used up all the money we have, and we can still maintain the normal life in the next few days. But if you go out to find people and they bring things to our house to sell, we won't be able to handle it well, and we won't have money to give them."

"Ah..." Xing San frowned when he heard that, and said, "Before dinner last night, Dayong's nagging kid said that we were starving or something."

At this point, Xing San looked up at the sack on top of the kang cabinet and said, "Why don't we let the boy sell it to the ginseng to pay off the hunger."

The older generation believes that life cannot lead to starvation.

"That won't do." Wang Meilan refused immediately and said, "That can't be sold!"

"What can't be sold?" Xing San said, "I've given it to the kid anyway, so the money from selling it will be for him."

As he spoke, Xing San raised his hand and pointed upward, saying, "Two years ago, I went to set up a trap and ran into Blind Pang and his gang. I talked to him and found out that this thing... Don't underestimate its size. It will definitely sell for 50,000 to 70,000 yuan."

"Yes, brother." Wang Meilan nodded and said, "My son knows this. He said this is the best ginseng and it's worth a lot of money."

"Then just sell it." Xing San said, "Sell it and fight against famine."

"No, no." Wang Meilan said with a smile: "Brother, our skins, bear gallbladders and other things can make a lot of money when we sell them in Hebei. But the ginseng, the child said it is a treasure, we can't sell it."

Wang Meilan pointed to the box next to the sack and said to Xing San, "Brother, there is a golden bear gall and a musk in that box. We keep them for ourselves."

"Okay, since you said so, I won't care." Xing San said, "Then you can do whatever you want."

……

While the three were talking about their baby at home, Zhao Jun was sitting in the passenger seat of the Jiefang truck.

At this time, Xie Chen was driving, and Li Baoyu was squeezed together with Zhao Jun.

The journey to Fengtian was seven or eight hundred miles, and the three of them had to take turns driving. But Li Baoyu and Jie Chen asked the Zhao army to rest, and they took turns.

Now, the passenger seat with Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu is also occupied by Little Black Bear. When I left home today, I brought several dozen kilograms of pancakes in the car.

When they were at Xie Chen's house, Zhao Jun took a small basin of hot water to soak pancakes and fed them to the two bears.

The little brown bear had been at home for a few days and had become accustomed to being fed by humans. When it saw the food, it didn't care about anything and just ate a bowl of it with a slurp.

On the contrary, the little black bear had never been in a cage since he was a child. Now he was used to being bullied by people every day. He was not used to being put in a cage and thrown in the trunk of a car. He was stressed and refused to eat or drink.

Especially when the tarpaulin was covered on the cage, it started howling. It howled all day long since I left home.

When they were about to set off in the evening, Zhao Jun discovered that the little black bear was still barking even though his voice was hoarse.

Zhao Jun has raised it for such a long time, and he holds it in his arms while sleeping every day, so he has already developed an affection for it.

So he took the little black bear out, brought it to the passenger seat, and tore a pancake to feed it to the little black bear.

The little black bear didn't eat it at first, but after lying in Zhao Jun's arms for a while, he picked up the pancake and ate it non-stop.

"Brother." Li Baoyu touched the little black bear's ear and said to Zhao Jun, "Why don't you leave it to Xiao Hei? Look how pitiful it is."

"Yeah." Xie Chen, who was driving, echoed, "Poor guy who doesn't know what's going on."

After hearing what his two brothers said, Zhao Jun blinked and said, "Let's go over there and see if it works. We'll talk about it later."

After saying this, Zhao Jun paused for a moment before continuing, "In the future, bring fewer living things home. You'll develop feelings for anything after spending a long time with it."

"That's not necessarily true." As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, Li Baoyu smiled and said, "We raise chickens and ducks for a whole spring and eight summers, so we kill them and eat their meat, don't we?"

"And the sheep and roe deer." Xie Chen added, "My Aunt Zhao beat them all with one hammer."

Zhao Jun: "..."

I will update more tomorrow morning. The leader of the brotherhood will update 5 more chapters, not one day. Why do everyone say that it will be finished in one day?

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