Xishantun did not have a "strategist" like Zhang Yuanmin in charge, so he didn't know what the strategy of exhausting troops was, but anyone could see that those foxes were torturing people.
Tong Youfeng made a prompt decision and called the men together into groups of eight and divided them into eighteen groups. Every three groups formed a small team. Each team worked night shift for one hour, while the others took a break.
Tong Youfeng personally led the first team to go on duty, and the others rushed home and got into bed, seizing the time to sleep.
Wu Dalin was assigned to the third team. Two hours later, at two o'clock in the middle of the night, someone from the second team would come to ask him to take over.
Wu Dalin soon fell asleep, but just ten minutes after he fell asleep, he heard a "ouch" from behind the room, followed by the "ahhhh" of the goose in the shed below.
"His father, get up!" Lin Wenqin sat up, pushed Wu Dalin hard, and shouted: "The fox has entered the goose pen!"
When she shouted, not only Wu Dalin, but also the two children at home got up.
The family of four put on their cotton jackets, cotton trousers, and cotton shoes and hurriedly ran outside the house. They saw that the door of the shed below opened suddenly.
The goose is different from the chicken. The goose does not suffer from night blindness. As soon as the shed door is opened, the goose runs around the yard with its head held high, chin pressed, tiptoes and flapping its wings.
The family of four finally drove the goose back to the shed, and Wu Dalin found pliers and wire to secure the shed door.
At this time, three people holding torches came outside Wu Dalin's tent.
"Dalin, what's going on!" Someone asked, and Lin Wenqin said angrily: "What's going on? The foxes have opened the door of my shed. Where are you patrolling?"
"Oh, brother and sister!" The man said aggrievedly: "We have made two trips to your house. Brother Tong arranged for the three of us to patrol the house three times. So no one can guard your house all the time?"
At this time, Lin Wenqin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wu Dalin. Because what they said was right, a team of twenty-four people patrolling such a large village would not be able to cover everything.
The family of four returned to the house, took off their clothes and got into bed and continued to sleep. Not long after they fell asleep, they heard a fox squealing from behind the room, followed by a goose squawking again.
Wu Dalin and Lin Wenqin instantly jumped out of bed. Lin Wenqin asked Wu Dalin: "His dad, didn't you tighten the shed door?"
"I've screwed it all tight." Wu Dalin said angrily: "Isn't the big goose just that B thing? It barks at the slightest movement."
"CTMD!" Lin Wenqin swore, grabbed the cotton-padded jacket and put it on her body. Wu Dalin saw this and asked: "Don't go, the fox can't open the shed, so what are you doing?"
"Let me go and take a look." Lin Wenqin said helplessly: "Can I sleep like this when the goose is calling like this?"
It's not that the geese's crowing disturbed Lin Wenqin, but that Lin Wenqin was worried. There were five geese, one male, four females, left in his shed.
Five geese are to be given to the Xie Sun family as a treat. The Zhao family's diners will be rich after two meals, but three meals are not enough.
But to the Wu Dalin family, these five geese are too important!
These five geese are open-eyed geese from the Northeast and love to lay eggs. From the beginning of spring to the beginning of winter, they can lay 200 eggs.
After this winter, when spring comes, wild vegetables are everywhere. The eggs laid by these five geese are picked up and brought into the house. The goslings are hatched on the kang. The mother geese outside lay eggs without delay. Throughout the year, goose eggs can still be sold for 180 yuan.
Woolen cloth.
So even though Wu Dalin repeatedly assured that the fox could not enter the shed, Lin Wenqin was not at ease.
"Don't go!" Wu Dalin pulled his cotton trousers on and said, "I'm going!"
The couple got up, lit a lantern and went out. They saw a dark shadow running out of the tent. As soon as Wu Dalin picked up the shovel, the dark shadow disappeared.
The couple went to Guan Ge's shed to check, and when they saw nothing was wrong, they went back to the house to rest.
"His father." After the couple lay down, Lin Wenqin said to Wu Dalin: "When you go to work, you will hang around in front of our house more often."
"I know!" Wu Dalin thought so too.
They thought this way, and so did others. As a result, Xishantun suffered no losses that night, but no one slept well.
In comparison, Xing San sleeps very comfortably in Yong'an. The house is better than the shack in the mountains. The house is warmer and quieter than in the mountains.
Usually after three o'clock in the mountains, Xing San would let the roe deer get up early to look for food. But today, Xing San didn't wake up until four o'clock.
After he woke up and heard no movement in the outer room, Xing San sat up and smoked around the quilt.
People tend to have random thoughts when they are free and quiet. At this time, Xing San thought of his former home. He also had a wife and children, but now he was the only one left.
"Third uncle." Suddenly, Zhao Jun said to him in a daze: "This room is not that warm in the morning. Don't keep cold."
"Hey." Xing San responded. The bungalow was heated by a fire bed and a fire wall. It was so hot in the first half of the night that my shirt was bare, and the tip of my nose was frozen in the second half of the night.
But although the room was not that warm anymore, Xing San felt warm in his heart. He threw away the cigarette butt, lay down again and took a nap.
When there was a faint sound from the outer room, Xing Sancai and Zhao Jun got up. When Zhao Jun came out of the house, Wang Meilan had already burned the stove pit, and the fire wall was also hot.
"Son, the water is boiling in the pot." Wang Meilan held a small basin of soybeans, then took another basin and said to Zhao Jun: "It's hot, you and your third uncle wash your faces."
After Wang Meilan finished speaking, she took the basin and left.
Xing San lived in the mountains and couldn't eat soybean curd or tofu nao, so Wang Meilan gave him soybeans in exchange for some.
The staple food was freshly steamed white flour steamed buns, served with tofu curd drizzled with chili oil, which made Zhao Jun sweat on his forehead.
After eating and drinking, Zhao Jun and Xing San packed up their things and prepared to go up the mountain.
When they came out of the house, Li Baoyu walked out of the Li family next door.
From today on, Li Baoyu officially returns to the Zhaojiabang, but now he has to meet Wang Qiang, and then the two of them go to Yongfutun to catch the railcars that the road maintenance workers commute to Section 3.
Zhao Jun mounted his motorcycle and carried Xing San out of Yong'an and into the mountain range.
Xing San pointed the way, and Zhao Jun rode for half an hour and came to a shack.
"Old Deng!"
"Lao San!" Deng Zhaoshan went out and saw Xing San leading a young man, and asked: "Is this your nephew?"
Xing San twitched the corner of his mouth when he refused to open any pot, but it would not be strange for those who don't know. He pulled Zhao Jun and said to Deng Zhaoshan, "This one is closer to me than my nephew."
Saying that, Xing San raised his hand to gesture to Deng Zhaoshan and said: "Zhao Jun, your name is Uncle Deng."
"Uncle Deng." Zhao Jun greeted Deng Zhaoshan politely. Just now Xing San called Lao Deng, Zhao Jun thought he was calling Lao Deng.
"Zhao Jun?" Deng Zhaoshan's eyes were a little blurry. He squinted at Zhao Jun and said, "Are you Zhao Jun?"
"What are you talking about?" Xing San waved his hand and said, "He's not, are you?"
"What are you talking about?" Deng Zhaoshan glared at Xing San and said, "I heard what the old boss Kong in the South Class Three said about a boy named Zhao Jun who is disgusting."
"That's him!" Xing San happily patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder. The "evil" Deng Zhaoshan just said was to praise Zhao Jun for his greatness.
"Ah..." Deng Zhaoshan was stunned by Xing San's actions, but he could see that Xing Laosan was indeed very close to this young man.
Deng Zhaoshan was surprised and invited Xing San and Zhao Jun into his shack.
The conditions in the errand shack were very difficult. There was just a tea jar. Deng Zhaoshan poured hot water into it and brought it to Xing San.
Xing San took the teapot and asked Deng Zhaoshan, "How are you doing this year?"
"Oh, in normal words." Deng Zhaoshan answered vaguely. Xing San heard the words and asked: "Since the snow fell until now, how many yellow leaves have you scratched?"
"Ten or so, just take care of things." Deng Zhaoshan was afraid that Xing San would ask again, so he immediately asked Xing San: "Lao San, you came here so early in the morning, what's the matter?"
"Yeah." Xing San said, "I'll tell you something good."
"A good thing?" Deng Zhaoshan looked like he wouldn't believe me even if he killed me, and sneered: "If there is a good thing, you can still come to me?"
Xing San has become much more lively since he met Zhao Jun. Hearing Deng Zhaoshan's sarcastic tone, Xing San was not anxious. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Jun and said to Deng Zhaoshan: "This boy collects yellow leaves.
The price offered is not bad, is this a good thing?"
"Ah?" Deng Zhaoshan looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Boy, what price can you give me?"
"Twenty-eight for the female, thirty-eight for the male." Zhao Jun quoted the price without hesitation.
"What?" Deng Zhaoshan looked at Zhao Jun with wide eyes and asked Zhao Jun in surprise: "Are your prices the same as those of the supply and marketing cooperative?"
"Ah!" Zhao Jun nodded and said with a smile: "I want to give less than the supply and marketing cooperative, but you still don't want to sell me the leather."
Deng Zhaoshan smiled and said nothing. He agreed with what Zhao Jun said. If Zhao Jun gave less than the supply and marketing cooperative, even if it was five cents less per piece, the old man would rather leave for a day and sell the leather to the supply and marketing cooperative.
"Uncle Deng." Zhao Jun said to Deng Zhaoshan: "If you are willing to sell it, we will make sure it is done. After that, I will come over with the money next Monday, and I will come to your shack to collect it."
"Huh?" Deng Zhaoshan was startled and blurted out: "That's great!"
Although the purchase price given by Zhao Jun is the same as that in the supply and marketing cooperative, if you come to collect the yellow leaves at your door, you will save the old man from running to the city. Not to mention being tired from the trip, the main thing is to spend travel expenses. The older generation is careful
If you are used to it, save money if you can.
After Deng Zhaoshan finished speaking, he glanced at Xing San next to him, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Boy, come over next Monday, what will you do after that..."
Speaking of this, Deng Zhaoshan paused. Taking advantage of the pause, Deng Zhaoshan glanced at Xing San again, and then said to Zhao Jun: "How many can you accept?"
Hearing what Deng Zhaoshan said, Xing San sneered, but he knew the rules for mountain runners. No matter how good the mountain field was, he would not say it in front of outsiders.
"As many as I want, I can put away a hundred and eighty." Zhao Jun said: "Uncle Deng, don't worry, my family is in Yong'an Village, and my father and I are both forestry workers. I do things with integrity.
We pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand.”
"I heard." Deng Zhaoshan said, "Your family is related to the forest farm secretary, right?"
"Well, Secretary Zhou is my biological father." Zhao Jun had nothing to hide. The old man asked this just to reassure himself.
"Fuck!" As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, Xing San next to him swore. He looked at Deng Zhaoshan and said angrily: "Jing Zheng is useless, can we rob you? Or can we lie to you?
?”
Deng Zhaoshan glanced at Xing San, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Okay, boy, you come here and get a thousand and eight hundred. I will keep going around in the next two days, and when I finish, I will have twenty."
A yellow leaf."
"Okay, Uncle Deng." Zhao Jun agreed with a smile, and then gave Xing San a wink. Xing San stood up and said goodbye to Deng Zhaoshan, and he and Zhao Jun came out of the shack and rushed to the next place.
The motorcycle headed south, along the firewood transport road all the way to the mountains and hills.
About fifty minutes later, the motorcycle stopped in front of a shack. After Xing San got off the car, he shouted: "Old Boss Kong!"
This mountain is where the South Third Team of the original forestry farm lived in the shacks where Deng Zhaoshan mentioned the old Kongfu before.
"Who is it?" The door of the shack was closed, and the voice coming from inside was very small.
"It's Xing San, am I going in?" After Xing San finished speaking, someone in the room said: "Come in quickly."
Xing San waved to Zhao Jun, and the two of them entered the shack. As soon as they entered the shack, they saw the old man sitting on the kang, with one leg across the top of the kang, and his ankle was swollen.
"Oh my god!" Xing San saw this and asked Kong Fusheng, "How did you do it?"
"Don't mention it!" Kong Fusheng waved his hand and said, "Didn't it snow the day before yesterday? I was laid off yesterday and didn't pay attention. I suddenly felt weird."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You have to support yourself." Xing San said, looking around Kong Fanfen's shack, and asked: "Can you do it here by yourself?"
"That's right!" As Kong Fanfu spoke, he looked at Zhao Jun and said, "Man, where is your home?"
"My family is from Yong'an." After Zhao Jun finished speaking, Kong Fengsheng said: "Uncle's family is from Fuqiang. I want to ask you a favor. Please go to Fuqiang to send me a message and ask my son to come and pick me up."
Not all old mountain dogs are homeless like Xing San. Many old mountain dogs have families and children, but in order to make money, they build shacks in the mountains to make a fortune.
Every now and then, their family would go to the mountains to deliver dry food, liquor, and tobacco leaves to the old mountain dogs. After all, the old man makes money for his family, and his family will definitely support him.
"Oh." Zhao Jun sighed. He couldn't say no, so he said, "Uncle, do you think this is okay? I'm going to deliver a message to you. I have to run there, so why don't I
I can send you home directly."
"Ah?" Kong Fanfu was stunned, and then Zhao Jun continued: "Uncle, if that's okay, you can put your things away now. I'll come down from above in the afternoon and I'll pick you up here."
This place is not far from the third construction section. Over the hill is the place where Zhao Jun gave the forest rangers a lecture the day before yesterday.
"You come back from the top and pick me up again?" Kong Fanrong frowned and asked, "Man, after you pick me up, how are we going to go?"
"I'm riding a motorcycle." Zhao Jun raised his hand and gestured outside the house, saying: "On the contrary, it's Feng Cai's panic. Uncle, you can wear whatever clothes you have. If it's not convenient for your feet to wear shoes, you can find cloth or something like that."
Wrap it up, and wrap it in a few more layers when you’re done.”
"Do you have a motorcycle?" Kong Fanrong looked at Zhao Jun in surprise. Xing San said to him from the side: "I haven't introduced it to you yet. This is Zhao Jun. Haven't you heard of it?"
"Ouch, fuck me!" Kong Fanrong was shocked when he heard this: "General lying in wait for the tiger."
"Haha..." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Uncle, just call me by my name. I'm not a general who is lying on the ground."
"Come here, Zhao Jun!" Kong Fanrong raised his hand to greet Zhao Jun and said, "I'll tell you something good."
"Huh?" Zhao Jun was startled, vaguely feeling that these words sounded familiar.