Chapter 1030 Big Harvest

Among the snow-capped mountains, a Siberian tiger walks through the snow and forest.

The adult Siberian tiger weighing more than 400 pounds walked on the snow step by step. The fur on its shoulders and back moved like flowing clouds with the movement of its body.

The tiger's head shook, its eyes were looking for power, exuding the unique domineering aura of the king of beasts.

However, its one ear and bald tail add a bit of comedy to this domineering look.

Suddenly, the Siberian tiger stopped.

The tiger's head was raised high, sniffing the scent brought by the mountain wind.

The smells in the mountains are very mixed, and the Siberian tiger patiently distinguishes the smell that is most unforgettable to him.

It was a strong smell of oily smoke, left over from the cook's body over time.

The Siberian tiger roared, turned around, and ran back.

The memory of animals will be forgotten, but the Siberian tiger will never forget that day.

That day, it tasted like this.

When he smelled this smell for the first time, the Siberian tiger thought the smell of oil-soaked twist was quite fragrant.

But when it was waiting for an ambush, the smell of oily smoke was followed by the sound of a "bang" gunshot.

It is this smell of oil smoke that makes Siberian tigers face the threat of death twice in one day.

Especially the shot that took away its ears, Duoxuan blew its head off.

Therefore, when he smelled the smell of oil smoke again, the Siberian tiger turned around and ran away.

It ran away, and Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai didn't know it yet. They had been waiting on the opposite hillside.

It was just after three o'clock, when it was dark in the mountain forest, and the Zhao family father and son, who were so cold that they drank, trembled and went down the mountain with a flashlight.

On the way down the mountain, Zhao Jun complained about Zhao Youcai. At half past two, Zhao Jun marched back, but Zhao Youcai insisted on waiting any longer.

The two of them had to find a car when they went down the mountain. By the time they got in the car, it was almost five o'clock.

Zhao Jun drove home. Zhao Youcai sat in the passenger seat and said to Zhao Jun: "Let's get up early tomorrow!"

Zhao Jun focused on driving and ignored him.

"I'll definitely catch it tomorrow." Zhao Youcai continued to mutter, "We'll see what happens then. If not, I'll shoot it again."

When the two of them walked back, Wang Meilan had already led someone to steam the sticky bean buns.

In fact, more than one pot has been steamed today. After the pots are steamed, I pick them out one by one and put them on the curtain. After taking them outside to freeze, I bag what should be bagged and what should be frozen.

Yes, another way to eat sticky bean buns is to eat them frozen.

This is a poor man's delight. In this era of scarcity, this is the favorite way of eating for rural people, especially children.

After the steamed sticky bean buns were frozen, the children took them back to the house, softened them a little, and gnawed them with their hands.

Many people who came from that era have bad stomachs and bad teeth when they grow old. If you ask them, they will say that they ate sticky bean buns.

The noodles distributed yesterday are all wrapped today. What is steaming in the pot now is the last pot, and the food is cooked in one pot. Shredded kelp and frozen tofu are stewed under the sticky bean buns.

"Huh?" The old lady in the room looked up at the big clock on the wall and muttered, "Why haven't this kid and his dad come back yet?"

When the two men went to stop the tiger, everyone held their hearts out for them.

"It's okay, Auntie." Jin Xiaomei advised from the side: "Xiaojun and my eldest brother, each of them has a semi-automatic. Nothing will happen to them. Most likely they will run far away."

Hearing what Jin Xiaomei said, the old lady nodded slightly.

But at this moment, a sigh came from the kang.

"Huh?" Everyone looked around, and the old lady even twisted her body and asked the little girl, "Lingdang, why do I hear that you are always venting your anger today?"

After saying that, the old lady touched the back of the little bell and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Do you feel like it's blocked somewhere?"

"No, Grandma Jiang." Xiao Lingdang said with a downcast face, "I dreamed about my dad last night."

"Are you dreaming about your dad again?" Listening to the little girl's words, Jie Chen on the side laughed and said, "Are you dreaming about my brother Zhang and Heixiazi again?"

"Yeah!" Little Lingdang curled her lips and said, "I didn't dream about the black blind man. I just dreamed about my dad falling into the ditch."

"ah……"

While the old lady was comforting Little Lingdang, Zhao Chun, who was eating pickled cabbage hearts outside, said to Yang Yufeng, "Sister-in-law, your Lingdang is really sensible."

Hearing this, Yang Yufeng stopped her kitchen knife and glanced into the house, then whispered to Zhao Chun: "Sister, this is what my sister-in-law is telling you. Your eldest brother in my family is so naughty and rough every day, don't let others." No worries."

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In the shacks east of Lengchang, where Jie Zhong lived, Zhang Yuanmin mingled with fellow villagers from Jie Zhong.

But the way Zhang Yuanmin gets along with these people is completely different from the way he gets along with the tenants in Xiwuteng.

The tenants in the West Shack are all Zhang Yuanmin's younger brothers who he recruited when he was in 77 Lengchang. These people were tortured by Zhang Yuanmin to the point of being convinced of Zhang Yuanmin's lies.

However, fellow villagers like Jie Zhong did not believe in Zhang Yuanmin. No matter what Zhang Yuanmin said, they all said Zhang Yuanmin was bragging.

In fact, 60 to 70 percent of what Zhang Yuanmin said was just bragging.

It's just that he doesn't admit it.

"Children!" Zhang Yuanmin held a teapot filled with liquor and gestured to everyone with his other hand: "Don't believe it. One day we meet the black blind man squatting in the warehouse, and I will show you my skills."

"Go away!" As soon as Zhang Yuanmin finished speaking, someone laughed and scolded: "Who the hell is your child? You are such a jerk. You treat me as my son, but I think you are short."

As a man, it's normal for us to talk, laugh, and fight together. This is the same as when young people get along twenty or thirty years later and ask their best friends and girlfriends to call themselves daddy.

When Zhang Yuanmin was with them, it was common for everyone to laugh and scold.

Seeing this scene, Jie Zhong, who was drinking over there, didn't care.

At this time, a householder suddenly opened his mouth and called Zhang Yuanmin: "Zhang son!"

"Fuck you!" Zhang Yuanmin cursed back, and everyone laughed.

The householder was not angry, but just said: "Let me ask you, the footprints on the aisle seem to be without heels, is that a black bear?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yuanmin heard this, and his eyes lit up instantly. He moved his butt closer to the householder and said: "Good boy, where did you see it?"

"I'm pretty!" The householder cursed: "Get lost, I won't tell you."

After that, the householder picked up the chopsticks and pretended to eat.

"Tsk!" Zhang Yuanmin raised his hand and patted the householder on the shoulder, saying, "You are so ignorant? Tell me, after you kill the black bear's guts, I will give you a share!"

"No!" The householder shook his head, then looked at Zhang Yuanmin and said, "Call me daddy, and I will tell you!"

"Get lost!" Zhang Yuanmin laughed and scolded, "Hurry up and tell me! If I kill the black bear, we can still have money to eat! If you don't tell me, are you a tiger?"

After Zhang Yuanmin said this, everyone tried to persuade the householder. The householder was also joking with Zhang Yuanmin. When everyone said good things, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Just put my trumpet to the south, on top of the steep spike."

"When did you watch it?" Zhang Yuanmin asked.

"In the morning." The resident said, "I've been looking at the footprints for a few days."

"Yeah." Zhang Yuanmin rolled his eyes and said to the resident, "Don't rush to leave tomorrow morning. I'll go up with you and take a look there."

"Brother!" Hearing Zhang Yuanmin's words, Xie Zhong advised, "You should take it easy!"

"Don't worry, brother Xie!" Zhang Yuanmin said, took the teacup and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, then looked around at the resident in the shack and said loudly, "Children, wait for your grandfather Yuanmin to arrange for you to eat black bear meat."

"I'm pretty!"

...

As soon as Zhang Yuanmin finished speaking, shouting and cursing in the shack came one after another.

Two minutes later, Zhang Yuanmin came out of the shack and went straight to Xing San's shack.

When he got outside the shack, Zhang Yuanmin smelled the aroma of meat.

"This old man!" Zhang Yuanmin said, "He eats well every day!"

As he said that, Zhang Yuanmin came to the shack and knocked on the door. After getting Xing San's permission, Zhang Yuanmin slipped into the shack.

"Come on, man!" Seeing Zhang Yuanmin, Xing San rarely smiled and raised his hand to greet him, "Take the jar and pour the wine yourself."

"Hey!" Zhang Yuanmin was a little surprised, thinking that this old man must have good things, otherwise how could he be so happy.

After Zhang Yuanmin sat down, he could see the meat bubbling in the pot under the dim horse hoof light. Zhang Yuanmin frowned and asked Xing San, "Uncle, what kind of meat is this? Yellow skin?"

Xing San smiled and asked back, "What about yellow skin? Your relative?"

When Xing San said this, he and Zhang Yuanmin laughed together.

Last night, Zhang Yuanmin was acting like a demon in the shack and told the group of households that he could invite immortals.

The group of households were also idle, and they all asked Zhang Yuanmin to show off.

Then Zhang Yuanmin started to show off in the shack. After a ridiculous lyric, Zhang Yuanmin started to twitch. Then he claimed to be a yellow fairy who had practiced for 800 years at the foot of Dadingzi Mountain, and asked everyone to give him some grass rolls.

Grass rolls are cigarettes, and after smoking, this guy wants to drink again.

It should be said that this old guy pretended to be very convincing, and his trembling and shrill shouts scared everyone.

And this guy is a person who is crazy, and he is addicted to pretending and tossing people in the shack for fun.

The people in the mountains believe this, and those households were scared by him at that time, and no one dared to use force against him. This led to the seven or eight masters being unable to control Zhang Yuanmin.

Seeing this situation, everyone thought that Zhang Yuanmin really invited the fairy. So, dozens of households in the two shacks gathered together and let Zhang Yuanmin fiddle with them. Zhang Yuanmin called the children, and they agreed.

Unexpectedly, the noise was a bit too loud, and the old cook Yang Shuqiu was scared to go find Xing San.

These two days, Xing San has been in a good mood, because the sable trap set by Zhao Jun is particularly effective. Yesterday, Xing San picked up two big skins, which made Xing San so happy that he sat in the shack and drank.

When he heard that there was a yellow fairy raft, Xing San grabbed his gun and went. When he entered the shack and saw that it was Zhang Yuanmin, the old man slapped him twice, and Zhang Yuanmin was quiet instantly.

Zhang Yuanmin reacted quickly. At that time, he lied that he knew nothing and pretended that the fairy had left.

Today, Xing San sobered up. Xing San felt something was wrong and concluded in his heart that Zhang Yuanmin was pretending.

At this time, the old and the young laughed, and Xing San took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Zhang Yuanmin, saying: "This is big skin meat, you try it."

"Big skin meat?" Zhang Yuanmin was shocked when he heard it. After taking the chopsticks and stirring them in the pot, he looked at Xing San in surprise and asked: "Uncle, how many big skins did you get?"