In the east room of Zhao Jun's house, more than forty people were crowded on and under the Kang.
Wang Meilan's three, the old lady, Yang Yufeng, Xiao Lingdang, four members of Wang Qiang's family, as well as Chen Dalai's family, Wei Tie's family, Wei Jin's family, the old Sun's family in the east courtyard, and Wang Fu's family from the small shop.
The point is, Ma Dafu's family is also here.
Old people, women, and children crowded on the big kang, men sat in the room, and everyone gathered around the TV.
As the evening news ended, the east room of Zhao Jun's house felt like it had exploded. Wang Meilan was so excited that she wiped away tears.
Although she didn't appear on TV, her son did, and he showed his face.
When Wang Meilan heard those words, she felt so proud and proud.
"Sister!" Wang Cuihua grabbed Wang Meilan's wrist tightly, pushed and shook her and said, "Xiaojun is so decent!"
Ma Ling was sitting with Zhao Hong and Zhao Na on one side and her sister-in-law Xu Xiaoqing on the other. At this time, Ma Ling was holding her sister-in-law's hand tightly and couldn't bear the excitement in her heart.
Looking at the female host who was sorting out the manuscript during the closing song, Ma Ling thought to herself that she was so lucky to marry Zhao Jun!
Sitting on the small bench, Ma Yang clenched his fists with both hands. He admired his brother-in-law from the bottom of his heart, but recalling the words Zhao Jun said in the interview before the end of the evening news, Ma Yang wished he could replace them.
If you can show such a big face, what kind of wife can't you marry?
"Come on, brother." Ma Dafu excitedly took out grape cigarettes from his pocket, tore open the pack generously, and gave one to Wang Qiang first, and then to others.
Most of Ma Dafu's box of cigarettes was not enough to share. Zhao Jun's uncle Ma Sheng also took out what he brought and shared it with everyone. Zhao Jun showed his face, and they also felt that they were honored.
"Okay, sister." Zhao Ling gently pushed Wang Meilan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't sneer. You are so lucky to have such a good son."
"That's right!" The old lady also slipped away and said, "Stop crying. When the child comes back, we have to celebrate and celebrate."
After hearing what the old lady said, Wang Meilan just finished wiping her tears and waved her hand outward, saying, "That's necessary!"
Unlike the Zhao family, the atmosphere in the Li family next door is not very good.
Li Ruhai stood in front of the TV, pinching his waist with one hand and pointing at the screen with the other, saying: "Liar! Big liar! He said he would let us go on TV, and he would give us a photo shoot. After that, he would eat the food from my house. It doesn't matter what he said.
Forget it."
The live roe deer, fish, and sweet potatoes that day were all purchased at Jin Xiaomei's expense and Li Ruhai went out to buy them.
"Ruhai!" Li Dayong stopped Li Ruhai, pressed him down on the bench, and then smiled at the crowd watching the excitement: "Don't listen to the children's nonsense, hehe..."
There were also more than thirty people gathered in the Li family's house. In addition to their family of five, there were also Aunt Qi's family, Aunt Xiao Wang's family, Sun Yongrong's family, and Qi Mingyue's family.
Why do these families always mention the names of their women? That's because these people were recruited by Li Ruhai.
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Family area of Shanhe Forestry Bureau, Director Chu’s home.
Chu Anmin sat on the sofa, his lips pressed tightly together, and his cheeks twitched slightly.
Those people who came to cheer before saw that they couldn't support this scene at all, so they hurriedly said goodbye and left.
However, Director Chu was still very restrained and personally sent the guests away one by one. He closed the door and put on a posture of not allowing strangers to enter.
But at this time, there was no one alive at home.
Chu Anmin's sixty-eight-year-old mother directed her granddaughter Chu Xiaoxue to change the channels. The old lady wanted to watch Center 1 for a while, and then wanted to watch Center 2 for a while.
Seeing Chu Anmin pick up the cigarette case again, his daughter-in-law Liu Hongmei, who was not divorced, stopped her and said: "Old Chu, that's it. How much have you smoked this night? Look at the smog in this house."
With so many people coming, the room was like a goblin cave. And those people finally had the opportunity to watch TV with the director, so they took turns taking out cigarettes and passing them to Chu Anmin.
Chu Anmin was quite happy today, and he accepted everyone who came. He smoked more than ten cigarettes in less than two hours in one night, and basically never left his cigarettes.
Therefore, Liu Hongmei advised him that there was nothing wrong with him.
But at this time, Director Chu was angry. After listening to his wife's advice, he slammed the cigarette case on the sofa table and shouted: "I'll smoke! What?"
Liu Hongmei was stunned for a moment when she was yelled at, then she reacted, pointed at Chu Anmin and said, "Then whip you! Beat you to death!"
"What the hell..." Chu Anmin was about to explode, but he saw the old lady waving her hand at him and saying, "Why are you making so much noise at night? How annoying are you making the neighbors listen?"
When my mother spoke, Chu Anmin shut his mouth and dropped the unlit cigarette on the table.
Liu Hongmei glared at Chu Anmin fiercely, then stood up and said to An Xiulan: "Mom, I'll pour water for you and scald your feet. Don't wait until it's too late."
"Hey, that's good." An Xiurong was so happy that the wrinkles on her face gathered together. Her old lady was a blessed one. No matter how angry her daughter-in-law was with her son, she would still be filial to her.
Seeing that her son's anger had subsided, the old lady waved to Chu Anmin and said, "Son, why are you so angry now? Didn't you just not appear on TV? What else can you do?"
After saying that, the old lady gestured to the TV and continued: "Look at that kid just now, those two sentences were so good. You said you were on TV, how do you compare with others when you record it?"
After hearing what I said, Chu Anmin clicked, clicked, and his eyes went silent.
At this time, Liu Hongmei came over with a basin and shouted as she passed by Chu Anmin: "Get up."
Chu Anmin obediently made room for others.
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Yongan TV Family Building, unit 1, fourth floor.
Pang Chunhui sat sideways on the single sofa, watching the mountains and rivers turn into snowflakes, but his face was filled with a smile.
On the three-seater sofa facing the TV, two fat women were sitting.
The fat woman weighing over 180 kilograms is Pang Chunhui's daughter-in-law Luo Caixia, and the little fat girl weighing over 150 kilograms is Pang Chunhui's only daughter Pang Xiaolan.
Pang Chunhui and Luo Caixia had an arranged marriage, and Luo Caixia's father was the second-in-command in Shanhe County.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Change the channel, change the channel!" Seeing that all the programs on Shanhe TV were finished, Luo Caixia urged her daughter Pang Xiaolan to change the channel.
Pang Chunhui glanced at Luo Caixia secretly, sighed deeply, then got up and walked to the back room.
"What are you going to do?" Luo Caixia asked, and Pang Chunhui said, "Look at some information."
After hearing what Pang Chunhui said, Luo Caixia turned around, but at this time Luo Caixia's face darkened.
According to information provided by her informant on the TV station, Pang Chunhui has been watching a video tape repeatedly since Monday.
The informant said that it was taken by the station from Yong'an Forest Area. It was said that it was just some messy content, and many of the content could not even be broadcast.
But it was content like this that kept Pang Tai reading for several days, which was really strange.
Luo Caixia heard that it was the Yong'an Forest District and knew that it was the place where her husband once went to the mountains and countryside, but she had no idea what Pang Chunhui had experienced there.
"Mom!" At this time, Pang Xiaolan took two Guoguang apples and handed them over to Luo Caixia without asking if she wanted to eat them.
Luo Caixia took the apple, brought it to her mouth and took a "click". The Guoguang apple was also small, and when she took a bite, the core was exposed.
When their TV station built this family building, the third and fourth floors had two households on one floor, each with three bedrooms and one living room.
So Pang Chunhui has a study room at home with books and materials.
Pang Chunhui entered the study, closed the door tightly, and walked to the cabinet.
The upper layer of the cabinet is a glass sliding door. Pang Chunhui pushed it open and took out a book "The Philosophical Thoughts of the Elderly".
Pang Chunhui opened the book and took out a yellowed old photo.
There were more than a hundred people in the photo, all of whom had slightly green faces. They were all young men and women in their late teens or early twenties.
There were six rows of people in total, with the girls squatting in the first two rows and standing in the third row. The boys were all in the last three rows, with the smaller ones in front standing on stools and the larger ones in the back standing on tables.
A photo is not much bigger than a palm. It is densely packed with people, and it is in black and white. It is almost impossible to see the faces clearly.
But Pang Chunhui found a girl with pigtails among the girls in the third row. He stared at her closely with his eyes, and for a long time he let out a long sigh.
Then, Pang Chunhui's eyes moved up. In the last row, there was the most conspicuous big man. There was a person next to this big man. This person's face could not be seen clearly because his face was drawn by Pang Chunhui into a little turtle.
The man to the left of this man looks very similar to Pang Chunhui. It was him when he was young.
The background of this photo was that the superiors required educated youths to integrate with poor and lower-middle peasants, so that educated youths like Pang Chunhui and others could mingle with the local young men and women in Yong'an Forest District.
As a result, on the day the photo was taken, Pang Chunhui got into a fight with two young men from Yong'an Forest District.
Pang Chunhui remembered clearly that he received a total of seven punches, eight kicks, and four mouths that day.
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Zhao Youcai didn't know that so many years had passed and he was still missed by others.
At this time, Zhao Youcai was sleeping soundly on the kang in the small room of Song Xiangchen's house.
In normal forest areas and rural areas, there are two houses in the east and west, with north and south transparency. Some people have a room connected to the back of the outer house. This room only has windows on one side, so it is called a hut.
In the west room of the Song family, Song Changqing slept like a dead pig, snoring loudly.
Today, the brigade headquarters killed pigs to celebrate the wealth and tigers. With the idea that if you don't eat, you won't eat, and if you don't drink, you won't drink. They didn't eat or drink less.
Song Changqing is at the head, here is his wife, and a little further away from the kang is his eldest daughter.
There is also a seventeen-year-old boy in Song Changqing's family, but that boy is following Mr. Song and Mrs. Song in the east room.
At this time, the couple in the west room were not asleep. Song Changqing's daughter-in-law Han Yanling said to her eldest daughter Song Xiaoyan: "Look at your dad. He snores when he drinks too much. If you ask him to drink less, he still won't stop."
"Okay, Mom." Song Xiaoyan lowered her voice and said to Han Yanling: "My dad snores better than Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao came back after drinking too much and whined for a long time."
"Yeah!" Han Yanling curled her lips, then pricked up her ears, listened, and said, "I won't shout now."
"Haha..." Song Xiaoyan smiled, imitating the man's voice, and said angrily: "My name is Zhao Youcai, I am Zhao Youcai, the King of Tiger Fighters, haha..."
"You can't laugh." Han Yanling smiled and scolded her daughter, saying, "How about letting others hear it?"
Song Xiaoyan stopped laughing, but asked Han Yanling: "Hey? Mom, I just don't understand. Didn't the uncle call him Zhao Erdong yesterday?"
"Then who knows." Han Yanling shook her head and said, "When they came back for dinner in the afternoon, your dad said a few words to me, but I didn't understand."
"What did you say?" Song Xiaoyan asked curiously, Han Yanling frowned and said: "You said something about slaughtering cows and cannons, saying that someone was ruining his reputation and falsely accusing him of beating an old cow..."
"Hit Lao Niu?" Song Xiaoyan interrupted her mother and asked, "Isn't that just like cheating on our idiot Zhang?"
"Yeah, it's a big mistake for your father." At this point, Han Yanling smiled and said, "Otherwise, your second uncle and grandpa wouldn't be able to become the brigade secretary."
This Han Yanling is the niece of the pockmarked old man Han Fengnen.
Zhao Jun, who was at Han Fengren's house, slept the most peacefully. Zhao Jun was very open-minded about what happened today.
Although he didn't kill tigers or become famous, he had a lot of fun dancing the Yangko dance at noon, and he also ate the butchered pig dishes in the evening.
Once the tigress dies, the black tiger cannot find a mate and will leave Hugou Valley.
And since the death of the tigress, the roar of the black tiger on Nanshan has indeed disappeared.
That is to say, Zhao Jun's business in Hansongbaozi is over, and he can go home tomorrow.
With nothing to worry about, Zhao Jun slept very comfortably.
At this time, under the moonlit night, the cold wind was biting, and the branches in the mountains were swaying and making a rustling sound.
The black tiger walked through the snow step by step, roaring from time to time.
The black tiger was injured, but the smell and roar it exuded were enough to scare away all the wild beasts along the way.
The black tigers migrated from Rakshasa and originally wanted to pass through Hugou Valley, take Laoye Ridge and then go to Daxingan Mountains.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But today, the smell of the blood of the two Siberian tigers frightened the black tiger. It was so frightened that it temporarily changed its schedule and headed back towards Zhangguangcai Ridge.
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The next day, Zhao Jun got up from the kang very early.
Although the tiger was not killed by Zhao Jun, the Han family's enthusiasm for Zhao Jun remained the same, and the breakfast was still as sumptuous.
After breakfast, Zhao Jun said goodbye to the Han family and rode a motorcycle to the Song family to pick up Zhao Youcai.
When Zhao Jun arrived at Song's house, Zhao Youcai was sitting on the kang in the east room of Song's house, smoking cigarettes and bragging with Song Xiangchen, Song Changqing and his son.
"Dad." Zhao Jun entered the room and said to Zhao Youcai, "I'm going home now. Can't you go back with me?"
"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was startled and asked, "Then what are you worried about?"
Hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Song Xiangchen hurriedly greeted Zhao Jun and said, "Xiao, what about... stay at my house for two days."
"That's right!" Song Changqing stood up and pulled Zhao Jun, saying: "My fourth sister asked me to make good arrangements for you."
"No, Uncle Song." Zhao Jun said with a bitter smile: "There is a lot of work at home. My mother can't take care of our two sisters at home by herself."
Zhao Jun knew that Wang Qiang was at home, but why should he stay at his house when he had nothing to do?
After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Youcai. Zhao Youcai took a puff of his cigarette and said, "I can't leave yet. Their brigade headquarters is going to give me a certificate of merit."
"Ah..." After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Zhao Jun casually took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and he could see that there was money rolled in the paper.
"Dad." Zhao Jun said to Zhao Youcai while typing the piece of paper: "Uncle Han gave me all this. Look, isn't it here?"
"I..." In front of the Song family, Zhao Youcai suppressed himself from yelling.
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Chu Anmin arrived at the office, kicked out his secretary Zhao Ziyang, and was about to make a call to his old friend, Song Shiming, the deputy director of Shanhe TV.
Making this call, not only to ask for help, but also to blackmail Song Shiming into having a drink.
But at this moment, the phone on his desk rang.
"Hello." After Chu Anmin answered the phone, his expression changed instantly, he stood up slightly and said, "Hello, County Magistrate Luo, I am Chu Anmin."
After listening to the question on the phone, Chu Anmin said: "I saw it, I saw it, that young man is from our Forestry Bureau... yes, yes, his name is Zhao Jun... ah? Advanced individual?"
