sbdcsierra Chapter 1351 The most glorious moment in the lives of Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai
Chapter 1351 The most glorious moment in the lives of Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai
Chapter 1351 The most glorious moment in the lives of Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai
Hearing Song Changshan's words, the eight Han people who followed Zhao Jun were all stunned, but Zhao Jun was speechless.
Although those words came from Song Changshan's mouth, Zhao Jun knew without asking that it must have been taught by Zhao Youcai.
Still the Tiger Fighting King?
Considering that Guo Wei had fought tigers ninety-nine times in his life, he was just called a tiger-fighting general.
You only beat two people, and you claim to be the king?
But Zhao Youcai is not the king, he is still his father, and the Zhao army cannot undermine his father in front of everyone.
Normally when Zhao Youcai went up the mountain, in order to move his hands conveniently, he never wore gloves or hand muffs. He always put his hands in his sleeves, which is the so-called farmer's way.
But today, Zhao Youcai put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a calm face and the demeanor of a master.
Zhao Youcai glanced at the eight militiamen brought by Zhao Jun, and seeing that they were carrying hemp ropes on their shoulders, he said, "Take the ropes, tie them to the big claws and pull it back."
Strangely enough, when the eight Han militiamen heard Zhao Youcai's order, none of them had any objection and they all took the ropes off their shoulders.
"Send a few people." Zhao Youcai raised his hand and pointed in the direction they came from, saying, "Go tie up that guy as well and pull him back."
Zhao Youcai commanded these people as if he were commanding his apprentices in the cafeteria.
But everyone present, except Zhao Jun, was impressed by Zhao Youcai's strength. They did whatever he said.
Although this male Siberian tiger is a sub-adult, it weighs over 300 kilograms, and this is because it has lost weight due to recent injuries and starvation.
The tigress weighed nearly 300 kilograms, and they were almost the same size as her cub.
Han Guoliang sent two men to join the four Song brothers in dragging the sub-adult male tiger. Then, Han Guoliang and the other five Han militiamen hurried to the tigress.
In this way, Han Guoliang and six others were in front, Song Qingshan and six others were behind, while Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai walked in the middle, with a distance from the six in front and the six behind.
"Ha!" Zhao Youcai suddenly sneered while walking. After attracting Zhao Jun's attention, Zhao Youcai gave Zhao Jun a cold look.
Although his eyes were small, Zhao Jun could clearly see the disdain in his eyes. But Zhao Jun pursed his lips and chose to ignore Zhao Youcai.
Seeing that Zhao Jun ignored him, Zhao Youcai said again: "When we get to their fortress, go to the brigade headquarters and call our place."
"What are you doing?" Zhao Jun asked. Zhao Youcai said, "Go to the dispatch station and look for your uncle. Tell your uncle that I'm here to kill two tigers a day."
Zhao Jun's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he asked, "What's the end?"
"I'll tell you when I'm done." Zhao Youcai continued, "The people in the village gave me a nickname."
"Call him the Tiger-Slaying King?" Zhao Jun replied. Zhao Youcai glanced at him but said nothing more.
"What about the end?" Zhao Jun asked again, but Zhao Youcai said, "It's not the end. Just tell him this. Once you've said it, he'll understand."
Zhao Jun curled his lips and said, "Don't say he understands, I understand everything."
"Hmm?" Zhao Youcai glanced at Zhao Jun and asked, "What do you understand?"
"Don't you just want my uncle to tell Ruhai?" Zhao Jun had already seen through Zhao Youcai's little plan and said, "After that, let Ruhai publicize you everywhere."
"That's not the case." Zhao Youcai said stubbornly, "I just have something good to tell your uncle."
"Ha." Zhao Jun said sarcastically, "Sharing the joy of success with my uncle?"
"Fuck you!" Zhao Youcai cursed in a low voice, but heard Zhao Jun say: "Dad, you don't have to deny it. If you ask me to pass on the message, I can do it. You know how good Hai is at telling you, I will definitely let the whole forest farm know."
Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Zhao Youcai raised his head slightly. At this moment, he had already thought of the praise he would receive from the people in the village and the unit after his triumphant return.
But then, Zhao Jun poured cold water on him and said, "But you have to think carefully, what if my mother finds out?"
Zhao Youcai was startled, and then he heard Zhao Jun continue, "You told my mom that you and Uncle Tao went to Yongxing to hunt. But you came here to hunt tigers. If my mom knew about this, she would kick you out, right?"
After Zhao Jun said this, Zhao Youcai couldn't help but recall the scene that night when Wang Meilan dragged him out of the door.
This time, he did something even more evil than last time!
Seeing that Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, Zhao Jun continued to make things difficult for him, saying, "If you want to be kicked out, you can be called the Tiger-Slaying Heavenly King... no matter what you call it, it's still ugly. People should say that Youcai hunts and the more he hunts, the more he loses. Youcai is really miserable in hunting tigers."
"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that the boy was slandering him, so he clenched his fists and rushed towards Zhao Jun.
"Hey?" Zhao Jun dodged hurriedly, blocked Zhao Youcai's fist, and whispered: "You still don't recognize your son. Yesterday, the old man asked me who I was. What did you say? You said I was your family's only child. You are going out with your wealth and not recognizing your own son."
When talking about what happened yesterday, Zhao Jun felt angry. How could Zhao Youcai do things like that? He just put on cigarette powder and went into the coffin - he was too concerned about his reputation.
"I'm talking to you, you bastard!" Zhao Youcai was so excited that he blurted out all sorts of words. Zhao Jun stopped and laughed, hugged Zhao Youcai and said, "Okay, Dad, don't get mad."
"What you've been waiting for!" Zhao Youcai hurled a harsh remark, causing Zhao Jun to relax his vigilance. Then he launched a sneak attack with a punch on Zhao Jun's shoulder, causing Zhao Jun to cry out "Ouch".
Then, Zhao Youcai pointed at Zhao Jun and said, "You little bastard, you just can't stand seeing your father doing well."
At this point, Zhao Youcai raised his right hand, pointed his index and middle fingers at Zhao Jun.
Seeing this, Zhao Jun blurted out, "I don't have a cigarette."
"I fucking smoked your cigarette?" Zhao Youcai shook his hands in annoyance and said to Zhao Jun, "Your father knocks two big claws every day! Fuck, one jumps with a gun, one stabs with a knife."
"Yeah, yeah." Zhao Jun responded with two snorts, then said, "Your son caught two and knocked one to death, so he has three big claws."
Zhao Youcai put his hand down, turned his head and glanced at Xiang Nanshan, then turned back to Zhao Jun and said, "I went to kowtow to that guy this afternoon."
……
While the father and son were bickering, Xie Sun was dressing up at home.
When the video crew left Yong'antun on Sunday, Su Xianglian, Liu Guihai and others said that they would submit the video content to the station director for review on Monday, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would be on TV on Friday or Saturday.
And today is Friday.
Xie Sun combed her hair back neatly with a wooden comb, then held up the black hairpin with both hands and put it on her head.
At this time, Xie Chen came with a few friends. When Xie Chen's friends saw Xie Sun dressed like a landlord's wife, they were all stunned.
With the help of these people, a six-meter-long pole was buried behind the family's house, and a TV antenna was hung on the top of the pole.
The local electrician helped to bring the wires into the house. By then, quite a few people had gathered at Xie Sun's house.
The Xie family was the first in the village to buy a TV, and everyone came to see what was new.
Xie Sun was very happy and gestured to everyone, "After dinner, everyone come to my house!"
At present, Mrs. Xie Sun has not mentioned the fact that she and her daughter will be on TV. She wants to give the villagers a scare when they arrive.
"Of course we have to come, Aunt Jie." A woman said with a smile, "We have to watch TV."
As she said that, she patted Liu Lanying and asked, "Yingzi, your family hasn't washed the rice yet to make sticky bean dumplings, right? Why don't you wash the rice in the next two days? We'll watch TV and make them for you at the same time."
"No need, second sister-in-law." Liu Lanying smiled and said, "They are all wrapped. People from other villages helped to wrap them. My mother brought them back yesterday."
"Oh my god." The woman said in disbelief, "To make sticky rice dumplings, people from other villages have to make them for me."
"Time to watch TV, time to watch TV!" At this time, the TV in the room was turned on and everyone crowded into the east room.
Xie Chen was still quite skilled in changing channels. As CCTV-1, CCTV-2 and Jilin Provincial TV came on, Xie Chen was unable to change to the fourth channel.
Those who came to watch the fun were getting anxious. Three stages are enough to watch, so why bother?
They were anxious, and Xie Sun was even more anxious. She waved her hand and shouted to Xie Chen, "Xiaoer, quickly turn on the fourth station."
At Zhao Jun's home, Channel 1 is CCTV-1, Channel 2 is CCTV-2, Channel 3 is Heilongjiang Provincial TV Station, and Channel 4 is Shanhe Local TV Station.
"My son!" At this time, Xiangyangtun electrician Li pulled Jie Chen twice and asked, "Can't we store three units here?"
"Ah?" Xie Chen was startled, then asked, "Uncle Li, can't we take back Shanhetai?"
"Mountains and rivers?" Li the electrician frowned and said, "Isn't that Lingxi? How can we keep it here?"
"That's right!" After hearing what Li the electrician said, someone nearby said, "That's Heilongjiang Province, we're in Jilin Province, where can we get that station? Hurry up and call back, we're still watching the one just now."
Xie Chen was stunned, and he and Xie Sun looked at each other.
……
Shanhe Forestry Bureau, Director’s Office.
"Hey, Fatty." Chu Anmin held the phone and said, "What the hell are you doing? Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"
"What are you doing?" Zhao Weipeng asked on the other end of the phone, "Why haven't my photos arrived yet?"
"Let's not talk about the photos first." Chu Anmin said: "Hey? I have something good to tell you."
"Ah? What's the good news?" Zhao Weipeng asked, "Are you divorcing my sister-in-law?"
"Fuck you!" Chu Anmin couldn't help cursing, but when he heard Zhao Weipeng's evil smile on the other end of the phone, Chu Anmin rolled his eyes and said, "You've just left for a few days, and the Zhao army has caught another Siberian tiger."
"Ah?" After hearing a cry of surprise from the other end of the phone, Chu Anmin said again: "Send it to our bureau, I will take a lot of photos. After that, I will find the TV station and interview me for five or six minutes."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Chu Anmin smiled and continued, "The interview with me will be broadcast tonight."
"Just broadcast it." Zhao Weipeng knew Chu Anmin was showing off, so he pretended not to care and said, "I can't see it anyway."
"So!" What Zhao Weipeng didn't expect was that Chu Anmin followed up on him and said, "I'll borrow a camera. When the TV comes on at night, I'll take a few photos. After that, I'll mail you a bunch of photos, including the one of me fighting the tiger and yours... Hey? Hello? Are you dead?"
Chu Anmin moved the microphone away from his ear, put it back in place, and muttered, "What a petty person."
After saying that, Chu Anmin picked up the microphone again and called the Yongxing Brigade through the forestry internal hotline.
"Hey? It's Dabao, I'm Chu Anmin." Chu Anmin took the microphone and said with a smile: "I have something good to tell you."
On the other end of the phone, Tao Dabao asked, "What's going on? Are you and your wife getting divorced?"
"Get lost." Chu Anmin's defense was instantly broken, and he said, "You just divorced your wife."
"Hehe..." Listening to Tao Dabao's smirk, Chu Anmin secretly sighed at the kind of friends he had made, but when he remembered the purpose of his call, he said, "Dabao, after dinner tonight, go to your dad's house to watch TV."
Tao Dabao and Tao Xiaobao had pooled their money together and asked Chu Anmin to buy a TV at the Forestry Bureau's internal price. The TV was placed in Tao Xiaobao's house, where Tao Fulin slept.
"I know." After hearing Chu Anmin's words, Tao Dabao smiled and said, "Let's go on TV."
"Huh?" Chu Anmin was stunned. He suddenly remembered that Tao Dabao was also on TV today.
……
Yong'antun, Wang Fujia grocery store.
The room was filled with smoke. Some people were looking at cards, some were playing chess, and some were playing poker.
Li Ruhai walked into the room after lifting the cotton door curtain, and smiled as he cupped his fists to everyone, saying, "My dear uncles, uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters-in-law, sisters, elder sisters, and brothers-in-law.
The news broadcast tonight is over. Turn on Shanhe TV to watch the evening news. I'm on TV!"
"Ru Hai." No one else said anything, and the proprietress Yang Xue asked first: "What should I do if I don't have a TV at home?"
"Aunt Wang." Li Ruhai looked at Yang Xue, gestured outside the house, and said, "Come to my house!"
"What about us?" Seeing someone in the small card pile asking, Li Ruhai said, "Let's all go, all to my house."
"Everyone in the village who doesn't have a TV is going to your house? Can you afford to put it down?"
"Not just my house." Li Ruhai said, "You can all go to my eldest brother Zhao Jun's house and my second brother Lin's house. Go to whichever is closer."
The families of several major shareholders of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce attach great importance to the matter of showing their faces. Except for Wang Qiang's family who will accompany Wang Meilan at the Zhao family, Li Dayong's family and Lin Xiangshun's family will hurry back to their own homes after dinner tonight and then turn on their televisions to the public.
So far today, the person who has appeared the most is Zhao Youcai.
When the two Siberian tigers were dragged back to Hansong Fort, everyone in the fort had come out except for a bedridden old man and two seriously injured people who were scratched by the tigers.
"Who beat him?" Song Xiangchen ran all the way over. The old man was panting from exhaustion. Every time he took a deep breath, a puff of white air came out of his mouth.
"Two dongs!" Song Xiangchen pushed through the crowd, grabbed Zhao Youcai's hand, and asked, "Did you hit him, or did your nephew hit him?"
"Whose nephew is this?" Han Fengren pulled Song Xiangchen's hand away from Zhao Youcai's, then pointed at Zhao Jun and said, "They are father and son!"
"Ah?" Song Xiangchen looked at Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai in disbelief. At this time, Han Fengren pointed at Zhao Youcai and said to Song Xiangchen, "This guy is not called Zhao Erdong. He is called Zhao Youcai."
"Ah?" Song Xiangchen stared at Zhao Youcai with wide eyes. Zhao Youcai smiled awkwardly, but heard Song Xiangchen muttering: "Zhao Youcai? Slaughtering cattle..."
"Dad!" Song Changqing hurriedly grabbed Song Xiangchen, pulled him out of the crowd, and explained to him that Zhao Youcai was using the alias Liehu.
After listening to this, Song Xiangchen did not care about Zhao Youcai's identity, but asked Song Changqing seriously: "Those two tigers are Erdong... No, they were all beaten by Zhao Youcai?"
"Yeah!" Song Changqing said, "Dad, let's let that kid from the village lead him into the ditch. My brother Zhao's nickname is Tiger-Fighting King."
"Don't worry about the Heavenly King or the Eighth King." Song Xiangchen waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, I'll go find Old Han!"
The two old men had a quarrel before, and they wanted to make the election of the brigade secretary next year based on the success or failure of their anti-corruption campaign, just like they did in the past.
But when Song Xiangchen squeezed into the crowd again and squeezed next to Zhao Youcai, he heard Han Fengren waving his arms and shouting: "Let's all go to the brigade headquarters and take out our weapons. Let's beat the gongs and drums and dance the yangge!"
"it is good!"
The cheers were deafening and everyone in the fort rushed towards the main force.
The warehouse was opened, gongs and drums were distributed, and clothes, fans, red ribbons, and the outfit of Zhu Bajie carrying his wife were divided up by everyone.
There are big and small venues for yangko dancing. The big yangko dance in Hansongbaozi with more than one hundred people is definitely a big venue.
I saw two Siberian tigers lying on the open space in front of the brigade headquarters. Thirty-three or thirty-four people, young and old, men, women and children, were divided into teams. Two teams were on the left and two teams were on the right of the tigers. They walked side by side, turning and circling in turn.
As they marched, fans were waving, colorful silks were swaying, and men, women, old and young were twisting their bodies rhythmically to the sound of gongs and drums.
The two teams on the left were led by Han Fengren, an old man dressed as a woman, and disguised himself as an old lady. He wore a hood with fake pimples on the back of his head, bent his waist, twisted his hips, and held his big pipe.
The two teams on the right were led by Song Xiangchen, an old man wearing Zhu Bajie's outfit and wielding a spiked rake. As the team turned a corner, Song Xiangchen slowed down, and the little old lady at the head of the team behind him, his wife, dressed in red, jumped onto his back.
Song Xiangchen laughed heartily, swaying from side to side with his wife on his back, and moving forward step by step, making everyone laugh.
Although he is over 60 years old, Song Xiangchen still does farm work at home. He can carry more than 100 kilograms of potatoes and radishes, let alone an old lady weighing more than 80 kilograms.
But they were both grandfathers, so Song Xiangchen carried the old lady for a while before putting her down. But that moment reminded the old man of the past.
"Dad! Dad!" Zhao Jun got the red ribbon from somewhere, but he tied it around Zhao Youcai's waist.
"I don't want it!" Zhao Youcai tried to refuse, but he was a great contributor to Hansong Fort, and the brigade secretary Han Guozheng personally tied a red ribbon for him and enthusiastically pulled him to join the yangko dance team.
Enthusiasm and happiness are contagious. Zhao Jun started out by cheering for his father, but since he joined the team waving his fan, Zhao Jun couldn't help but twist his body to the sound of gongs and drums.
He couldn't twist, but he felt it was lively and joyful, bursting from inside out.
At this moment, everyone forgot about their worries, their intrigues, and their fight for fame and fortune.
For the people present, it would be wonderful if time could stop at this moment.
After an hour of dancing the yangge, everyone was still not satisfied, but it was already past midnight and past lunch time.
Gongs, drums, costumes and props were put into storage. Han Guozheng announced the disbandment and asked the people in the fort to go back to their homes to have a meal, and then bring their tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans to the brigade headquarters to work. Today they were going to slaughter a pig for the whole fort to celebrate.
This Hansong Fort used to have communal meals, a large canteen, and ample space.
"Old Han!" Song Xiangchen caught up with Han Fengren who was trying to escape, grabbed him and said, "What about the thing you promised me?"
"What did I promise you?" Han Fengren said with a smile, "Today is a big happy event for our village, so don't keep thinking about your little tricks. Zhao Xiao and his father said this morning that no matter who kills the tiger, it's enough for the people of our village to live and work in peace."
"I..." Song Xiangchen was choked by Han Fengren and was speechless.
"Don't talk about me, mine." Han Fengren waved his pipe in the direction of Hu'angou and said, "If you don't accept it, just wait for me to come home and have a meal. After that, I will go up the mountain and chase that black tiger away!"
"Fuck you!" Song Xiangchen said angrily, "That black tiger is a troublemaker. When its mother died, it ran away on its own. Why do you need to chase it?"
“Hahahaha…” Han Fengren laughed.
Hansongbaozi is located on the mountain. As soon as the sun sets before four o'clock, the lights in front of the Hansongbaozi brigade headquarters are brightly lit.
Four large pots with twelve seals were all emitting steam, some were roasting meat, some were blanching meat, and some were stewing lard.
Dozens of children gathered around the big pot of simmering lard waiting to share the lard residue. Today the team slaughtered two pigs, and it was even more lively than Chinese New Year.
The dried oil residue was scooped up with a strainer and placed on a large enamel plate. As soon as the heat dissipated, it was snatched up by the children in an instant.
The brigade secretary Han Guozheng waved his hand and asked people to cut shredded radish and make fried meatballs with flour so that the children could eat their fill.
Braised pork head, stir-fried pork heart with green onions, stir-fried pork lungs, braised pork intestines, stewed pork liver, pork elbows, bitter intestines dipped in mashed garlic, and pork belly, blood sausage and sauerkraut stew.
The pig-killing dishes were placed in a circle on the table, red beans and white rice were served in a bowl in the middle of the table, and Han Guo was holding up a glass of wine to toast Zhao Youcai first.
Tonight is the highlight moment in Zhao Youcai's life, and everyone in Hansong Fortress is praising him.
At this time, the Zhao family, the Li family, the Lin family in Yong'antun, the Tao Xiaobao family in Yongxing Brigade, the family compound of the Shanhe Forestry Bureau, and the Chu Anmin family on the first floor of Unit 2, Building No. 1 were all crowded with people.
So many people from the village and the brigade went there, most of them were there to watch the fun, but those from Chu Anmin's family were basically there to show their support.
Otherwise, who would have the time to come to the director’s house to watch TV?
At eight o'clock in the evening, the Shanhe TV evening news officially began, and Chu Anmin stared at the TV screen with a little excitement.
As news events were broadcast one after another, the clock struck 8:27 and the half-hour evening news was about to end.
Chu Anmin looked unhappy, and suddenly the female host said, "Recently, in Yong'an Forest Farm of Shanhe Forestry Bureau, a villager's donkey was killed by a Siberian tiger."
As the female host finished speaking, the camera turned and a familiar scene appeared in front of Chu Anmin.
That was the northern mountain of Kaoshantun, where he pretended to be an old man who had lost his donkey and was interviewed.
But what Chu Anmin didn't expect was that the person who appeared in the picture was not him, but Feng Jingui.
"I was grazing my donkey the other day and came to this corner..."
On TV, Feng Jingui spoke simple words. In front of the TV, Chu Anmin was dumbfounded.
It is obvious that the TV station edited the interview with Feng Jingui and some inappropriate words were cut out.
As the camera turned, the female host appeared on the screen again. She said, "After the Yong'an Forest Protection Team learned of the situation, in order to prevent the Siberian tiger from endangering the lives and property of the people, Deputy Team Leader Zhao Jun personally led people to the scene to capture the Siberian tiger and successfully captured it."
Then, the camera turned again, showing a picture of an ear being tied up, but there was no interview footage of anyone.
Chu Anmin: “…”
Li Baoyu and others: "..."
The camera turned again, and the female host said: "The captured Siberian tiger has now been properly resettled. We would like to thank the security guards of Yong'an Forest Farm for their hard work. At the end of this interview, our reporter accidentally captured such a touching scene."
At this moment, a scene appeared on the screen showing Zhao Jun secretly stuffing money into Feng Jingui's pocket.
At the same time, the female host's voice-over sounded: "The person who put money into Uncle Feng's pocket in the picture is Comrade Zhao Jun, deputy leader of the Yong'an Forest Farm Security Team who led the team to capture the Siberian tiger.
From the picture, we can see that Comrade Zhao Jun's action of putting the money did not catch Uncle Feng's attention, and our video recorder also captured this picture accidentally.
Comrade Zhao Jun used his meager salary to send care and comfort to Uncle Feng. Afterwards, our reporter Su Xianglian interviewed Comrade Zhao Jun about this matter.
At this moment, under the surprised gazes of Wang Meilan, Chu Anmin and countless others, Zhao Jun said into the microphone under a big red pine tree: "Actually, I didn't have anything to say. I just did what I could."
"Comrade Zhao Jun." Su Xianglian did not appear on screen, but her voice was heard on the screen. She asked Zhao Jun, "That twenty yuan is half a month's salary, right?"
"That's about right." Zhao Jun on the screen smiled faintly and said, "But rather than saying it's half a month's salary, I'd rather say it's my love. Because I believe that as long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place."
The camera cut back to the studio, and the female host said with a hint of excitement in her voice: "Comrade Zhao Jun said it very well. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world."
As she spoke, the female anchor picked up the news release in front of her and said, "That's all for today's Evening News. Thank you for watching. See you next time."
(End of this chapter)