Chapter 66. Two tigers fighting in Lingnan invites the Zhao family and his son
I don’t blame Su Xianglian for overreacting. It’s only been a few years since 1983? Can you go on air in a mess?
The Zhao Family Gang sounds like a violent group!
"Ah?" Jie Chen was a little confused. He glanced at Zhao Jun subconsciously. Seeing that Zhao Jun's expression was as usual, Jie Chen said, "My brother Jun is taking the lead. We are hunting together."
First, Jie Chen said this, and then Zhao Jun added, "Yes, we are a hunting gang."
"Ah..." Liu Guihai said: "Hunters are called hunting gangs? I've heard that they have gangs."
"We still have wood gangs in the forest area." Chu Anmin also added for him.
Zhou Chunming also said: "They dig sand and there are sand gangs."
Su Xianglian glanced at Liu Guihai. Su Xianglian found this kind of thing very interesting.
But Su Xianglian did not dare to turn on the phone easily, but first asked Jie Chen: "Who is in your hunting gang?"
"Brother Jun." Jie Chen raised his hand, pointed at Zhao Jun and said, "We are also the leader, and people give us the nickname Fuhu General Zhao Jun!"
Su Xianglian's eyes lit up and she blurted out, "Do you all have nicknames?"
"Ah!" Jie Chen thought of Zhao Youcai and Li Baoyu, and then nodded and said: "They are all there!"
"Then what's your nickname?" Su Xianglian asked, but Jie Chen was stunned by this question.
Jie Chen quietly glanced at Zhao Jun, but saw Zhao Jun's eyes dodge. Zhao Jun thought to himself: "How do I understand this?"
Jie Chen, who had no external help, recalled the messy books he had read, thought of the flying general Lu Bu, and thought of the sick insect Xue Yong.
Jie Chen suddenly had an idea and immediately said, "My nickname is Fei Da Chong!"
"Flying giant insect?" Su Xianglian's eyes lit up and she said, "Like a tiger with wings?"
"Huh? Ah!" Jie Chen's limited education meant he didn't react immediately, but he felt it was a good word, so he nodded in agreement.
Su Xianglian became more and more interested and asked, "Who else do you have?"
"We also have Xiao Bajie and Xiao Zhuge..."
"Cough!" Zhao Jun coughed slightly, interrupting Xie Chen's words.
Jie Chen looked at Zhao Jun and saw Zhao Jun shaking his head slightly. Jie Chen knew that this topic could not be discussed any further.
At this time, Su Xianglian also glanced at Zhao Jun. The female reporter could see that Jie Chen looked at Zhao Jun's eyes and spoke.
It can be seen from this that their Zhao family gang really exists.
In today's interview, Zhao Jun is the key figure, and we will interview him last.
Therefore, Su Xianglian asked Liu Guihai to turn on his phone and she continued to interview Jie Chen.
At the same time, in the Zhao family courtyard in Yong'an Village.
Li Ruhai held a handful of melon seeds and stood beside Zhao Youcai to watch the excitement.
Zhao Youcai put the last crucian carp fried on both sides on a plate, and then poured water into the pot to wash it.
"Uncle, you are so quick at work!" Li Ruhai flattered him.
Zhao Youcai glanced at him sideways and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I have nothing to do, haha." Li Ruhai chuckled, going shopping in Xishan today, he seemed to have found the same feeling as before.
Think about it, if I hadn’t committed suicide last month, wouldn’t I still be in the same glory?
If Li Ruhai is determined to reverse the current situation, he needs to reshape several of his major backers.
Not long ago, he promised Wang Meilan that he would help her run for the position of Women's Director, but Wang Meilan didn't seem too interested.
Now, Li Ruhai has set his sights on Zhao Youcai again. After all, Zhao Youcai is Li Ruhai's biggest backer.
Because the one who beat him the most in the family was Li Dayong, and Li Dayong always listened to Zhao Youcai the most.
"Uncle." Li Ruhai said: "Just now I went to visit the young men in Xishan and heard them talking about my eldest brother."
"Huh?" Zhao Youcai frowned, subconsciously thinking that someone had said something bad about his son. His first reaction was: "Who said something about us?"
"I didn't say anything, uncle." Li Ruhai hurriedly explained: "They all praise my elder brother."
Hearing what Li Ruhai said, Zhao Youcai not only frowned, but also curled his lips.
The relationship between father and son is a little weird. They care about each other very much, but they don't like to see the other side look too proud.
Naturally, this little emotion between father and son cannot be known to outsiders, so Zhao Youcai and Zhao Jun hid it deeply.
Li Ruhai didn't understand, because Zhao Youcai's words just now meant to defend Zhao Jun, Li Ruhai said: "I don't know why, but the news about my eldest brother grabbing the big paw two days ago spread to them."
"Has it spread to Xishan?" Zhao Youcai frowned and said, "How did it spread so fast?"
"Well, who knows." Li Ruhai also said in confusion: "I haven't been at home these two days, how can the news spread so fast?"
Zhao Youcai: "..."
Li Ruhai tilted his head and thought, thinking of a possibility, and said: "My eldest brother should be too famous and his reputation spreads far and wide."
"Go, go!" Zhao Youcai waved to Li Ruhai and said, "Go up to the house, it's very cold outside."
"It's okay, uncle." Li Ruhai smiled and said, "I'll chat with you for a while."
Zhao Youcai, who was squatting down to add firewood to the stove pit, glanced at him sideways, but Li Ruhai did not notice this detail and said to himself: "Uncle, in fact, in terms of ability, among these people, you must be the one."
That's what he said, but when he said it, Li Ruhai thought of the sentence "Zhao Youcai is an invincible spear, but his life is too weak despite his bravery."
"Right." Zhao Youcai didn't know what that kid was thinking, but just after hearing what he said, Zhao Youcai echoed.
"Yeah!" Li Ruhai had no words to compliment him and said, "My eldest brother is still young after all. Compared with you in terms of shooting skills and experience, he is still no different from young or old."
"Right." Zhao Youcai used a broom made of sorghum millet to sweep up the remaining water in the big pot.
"Yes." Li Ruhai smiled and said, "Not to mention my uncle Wang and my father, they were all brought out by you."
"Heh." Zhao Youcai chuckled softly, and then heard Li Ruhai say: "My brother can only run fast, and my brother Zhang... let's not talk about it, he is still lying on the kang."
"Haha..." Zhao Youcai was amused by Li Ruhai, but at this time Zhao Youcai had the idea of accepting Li Baoyu and making him his disciple.
"Hehe." Li Ruhai laughed, and Zhao Youcai asked: "What about your brother Chen?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Oh my God!" Li Ruhai smiled and waved his hands, saying: "Uncle, this is our chat, my brother is a fart fan.
Lord of the wind."
"Ah? Farting and fanning the wind?" Zhao Youcai asked in confusion: "What does that mean?"
"This is what Sun Wukong said to Zhu Bajie." Li Ruhai said with a smile: "Look at my brother Chen, he will say whatever others say."
"Haha..." Zhao Youcai was smiling when several dog barks interrupted him.
"Hey? You have wealth!" Zhao Guofeng appeared outside the courtyard gate and waved to Zhao Youcai to come over.
Zhao Youcai looked at the pot and saw that it was boiling dry, so he asked Zhao Guofeng: "What's going on, Guofeng?"
"Go to Tunbu!" Zhao Guofeng did not come over, but shouted: "I have a call for you!"
"Ouch!" Zhao Youcai subconsciously wanted to run out, but when he heard the sizzling sound coming from the big pot after it was dried, he turned back and pointed at Li Ruhai and said: "Pour a ladle of water into the pot!"
After saying that, Zhao Youcai ran out of the courtyard, came to Zhao Guofeng, and asked eagerly: "Who is it?"
Zhao Guofeng smiled and said: "Looking for Zhao Erdong!"
After Zhao Guofeng finished speaking, he saw Zhao Youcai running away and ran towards the village.
"Huh?" Zhao Guofeng looked helpless as he looked at Zhao Youcai who disappeared around the corner.
Just follow him, there's no need. Don't follow him. Zhao Guofeng still wants to hear what dirty tricks Zhao Erdong is up to.
He didn't mean to pry into other people's privacy, it was just for fun.
When Zhao Youcai ran to Tuenbu, there was no one there. He picked up the microphone and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's Zhao Erdong, Mr. Zhao, what's wrong?" Song Xiangchen's voice came from the other end of the phone. He said: "I am the old leader of Songbaozi in Hansong, Lingnan. We met in the mountains that day. It was the day you beat three roe deer.
,I and my son..."
"I remember it, uncle!" How could Zhao Youcai not remember that the two men were named Song Xiangchen and Song Changqing, and they came from Wudaogou Han Songbaozi.
Zhao Youcai couldn't get this information wrong even if he was talking in his sleep.
"Mr. Zhao, are you coming?" Song Xiangchen asked at the other end: "You told me to come here that day. It's been a long time, but you still don't come."
"Oh, don't mention it!" Zhao Youcai said: "Uncle, don't you know? We are also having a big paw these days, so I will follow suit!"
After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Song Xiangchen confirmed his judgment again.
This Zhao Erdong is definitely a capable person, otherwise he would not be involved in this kind of thing.
"Then are you ready?" Song Xiangchen asked this, not because he didn't believe in Zhao Youcai's ability, but because he wanted to ask him whether the matter here was settled.
If it's settled, you can go there quickly.
"Oh!" Zhao Youcai sighed and said, "That big claw will run away when it sees me..."
When he said this, Zhao Guofeng happened to chase him in, and Zhao Youcai said: "Let me chase it across the ridge."
"Chased across the ridge?" Song Xiangchen was startled, then asked: "What kind of tiger is it?"
"Oh, Uncle Song, these big claws are not ordinary." Zhao Youcai said: "Black!"
"Oh my God!" Song Xiangchen exclaimed and said, "Mr. Zhao, after working for a long time, did you get those big paws?"
"Ah? What's wrong? Did it come to your place?" Zhao Youcai asked, and Song Xiangchen said: "That's not good! It came to us, otherwise I wouldn't be able to rush you in a hurry!"
"Hurry me?" Zhao Youcai felt something was wrong when he heard this, so he asked: "I chased it across the ridge yesterday morning. It's only been a day. What harm can it do to you?"
"Oh my god!" Song Xiangchen said: "Didn't we have two tigers here before? A tiger mother and a tiger cub.
Didn't I tell you? My nephew and son-in-law shot that tiger cub and broke his hind legs.
With its hind legs broken and unable to gain strength, the tiger cub couldn't cross the big ditch and lay down at the bottom of the ditch without moving. If it didn't move, the mother tiger wouldn't move, so she just guarded it.
The two tigers howled and screamed every day, but no one dared to go over. What did they say first? They said that when the mother tiger had fed the tiger cub enough, it would leave on its own, and the tiger cub would slowly die."
Song Xiangchen said he was a tiger cub, but he was actually over two years old, almost three years old.
The mating season for Siberian tigers is in winter. It stands to reason that when the tiger cubs grow so big, the mother tiger should return to the herd.
But the two tigers were on the way of migration, and the responsible tigress wanted to take the baby to Rakshasa before the two separated.
But what the tiger didn't expect was that Huang Gui shot the tiger cub and maimed it. The mother-in-law had been together for nearly three years, and the tigress was reluctant to abandon the tiger cub.
The tiger cub was wounded in the calf by a bullet, and there was not much bleeding at the time.
In addition, it was winter, and the temperature suppressed the inflammation of the wound, allowing the tiger cub to survive.
It's not that its three legs cannot move, but it can't hunt, run, or jump.
Judging from Zhao Youcai's experience, what Han Songbaozi said is correct. Even though the tigress will feed the tiger cubs now, the beast is still a beast after all, and the tigress will eventually leave.
And it won't take long.
At this time, Song Xiangchen continued: "This morning, at eight o'clock, there was a howling in the ravine.
We, the group of people, thought the tiger cub was dead, but we didn’t expect it. It was you who brought the black tiger here and started fighting with the mother tiger!"
"Are you ready to do it?" Zhao Youcai frowned and said, "No, I was injured by that big claw!"
"Did you break that black tiger?" Song Xiangchen exclaimed, pretending to be surprised, and at the same time he glanced at the old man sitting on the chair next to him.
The old man's face was covered with age spots and he was holding a big cigarette bag. Hearing this, he sneered.
"Ah!" Zhao Youcai asked: "I was hit with one shot. What happened? Can it still fight?"
"The injury is not too serious." Song Xiangchen said: "They said that looking at the twisting and twisting of the tiger's walkway, most likely the ribs were broken."
This is so true!
Zhao Youcai's shot grazed Black Tiger's left rib.
I said it was shot, but I took away a bunch of hair and scratched the tiger's skin. But I said it was not shot? The impact of the bullet even broke one of the black tiger's ribs.
If it hadn't been for the broken ribs, the black tiger wouldn't have been tied with the tigress.
"Then it's probably because he wants to mate with the tiger cub." Zhao Youcai said, "It wants to be bitten to death by the tiger cub, but the tiger cub won't do it."
"Whatever they do, we can't stand it anymore!" Song Xiangchen said: "The two tigers fought from Nangou to Beigou. Our animals in the fort are all hairy, and no one dares to go out after it's over."
"How about shooting and setting off firecrackers?" Zhao Youcai asked, and Song Xiangchen said: "You won't go away if you are scared. Even if you let them go for how many days, then the tiger cubs can't cross the ditch, and the mother tiger won't leave. Let's do this today, let's set off firecrackers.
It’s not leaving either.”
Speaking of this, Song Xiangchen sighed and said: "Mr. Zhao, if you can come, you should come over quickly."
"Okay, uncle, I know!" Zhao Youcai made a decisive decision and said on his own: "I'll pack it up, pack it up, and if I can get there tomorrow, I'll go there!"
"Okay, okay, then you clean up, clean up." Song Xiangchen said happily: "When you ask about me when you get to Wudaogou, everyone will know! It's over, you have to go to the ditch to come over, or you are not afraid of the big claws digging you out.
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"Hey!" Zhao Youcai sneered and said, "I'm afraid those big claws won't come? When they come, I'll shoot them one by one."
Hearing Zhao Youcai's words, Song Xiangchen's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted into the microphone: "Mr. Zhao, what are you talking about? Say what you just said again."
After speaking, Song Xiangchen put the microphone to the ear of the old man who was smoking a pipe.
Zhao Youcai's heroic voice came from the microphone: "I said, I am not afraid of the big claws. If there are two, I will shoot one. Okay, uncle, just wait for me!"
After saying that, Zhao Youcai put down the phone.
When Zhao Youcai turned around, he saw Zhao Guofeng looking at him strangely and said, "Why are you so good at playing NB now?"
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"This man is really good at playing NB!" The old man at the Lingnan Hansongbaozi brigade puffed his pipe twice and said this.
"Fuck, what do you mean by blowing NB?" Song Xiangchen took out the Spring Festival cigarettes Wang Meilan gave him from his pocket, took one out and held it in his mouth.
Song Xiangchen held a cigarette in his mouth, struck a match, and said, "The black tiger was the one he chased."
"Then we're being tricked!" the old man smoking a pipe said angrily.
"Hey?" Song Xiangchen smiled at him and said, "Han Mazi, don't forget. If the person I'm looking for can be beaten to death by that tiger, your son will go home as soon as possible. Do you hear me?"
This Han Mazi's name is Han Fengren.
Twenty years ago, Song Xiangchen mistakenly opened his head and caused the production team to lose two more cows.
After the incident, Song Xiangchen took the blame and resigned. The person who took over as secretary of the brigade was none other than Han Fengren.
The current brigade secretary is Han Fengren’s son Han Guozheng.
After listening to Song Xiangchen's words, Han Fengren smiled and asked: "Old Boss Song, do you know what my son has done?"
"How can I know what your son has done?" Song Xiangchen rolled his eyes at Han Fenren and said, "He's not my son!"
Han Fengren opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but he held it back. He smiled coldly and said: "My son is looking for someone!"
"Who are you looking for?" Song Xiangchen asked, and Han Fengnen said: "There is a general lying in wait in the west of Lingxi, have you heard of it?"
