Shanhe TV Station is small in scale and has few programs. It mostly broadcasts news and current affairs related to local politics, people's livelihood, and industry.
Although the content is a bit boring, it is precisely because of this that people who work in Shanhe County will pay attention to Shanhe TV's evening news as long as they have a TV at home.
There are many people in Shanhe County who have iron rice bowls, but only a small part of them have TVs at home.
The status of these people in various agencies and units is basically at the top.
Therefore, Zhao Jun's interview had a considerable impact on the upper circles of Shanhe County.
Over there, County Magistrate Luo put down the phone, and Chu Anmin called to the office of Zhou Chunming, secretary of Yongan Forestry Farm.
"Old Zhou." After hearing Zhou Chunming's greeting on the other end of the phone, Chu Anmin hurriedly asked: "Where is Zhao Jun?"
"Zhao Jun?" Zhou Chunming was startled, and then said honestly: "He went to Lingnan."
"What are you doing in Lingnan?" Chu Anmin's voice suddenly rose a lot. Zhou Chunming was startled and said hurriedly: "Chu Bureau, the old fan from our forest farm, Fan Zhisheng, he didn't move the two-horse rack.
Well.
They were making a big fuss over there, and there were three of them. When it was over, I really had no other options, so I called Zhao Jun over and over again. I thought we could be considered his mother-in-law, and we could help him if we could."
"Stop trying to help." Chu Anmin listened patiently to Zhou Chunming's explanation, and then said to Zhou Chunming in a tone that left no doubt: "Hurry up and call him to come back."
"Ah? Okay." Zhou Chunming first accepted the order from the director, and then asked casually: "Bureau Chu, which forest area below us is there another mountain animal that is causing harm to people?"
"No." Chu Anmin asked back: "Didn't you watch TV last night?"
"No." Zhou Chunming said: "Chu Bureau, our production tasks in the forest area have not been completed, so I usually don't go home."
Speaking of this, Zhou Chunming suddenly remembered something and asked Chu Anmin, "By the way, Bureau Chu. I just remembered that we were on TV yesterday, right?"
Zhou Chunming's words silenced Chu Anmin.
Zhou Chunming really didn't know the situation, so he asked Chu Anmin: "Bureau Chu, how did he take pictures of us people?"
"It's not that good." Chu Anmin said: "If we don't go up, Zhao Jun will go up himself."
"Ah?" Zhou Chunming was startled, wondering whether Director Chu was here to investigate the crime? But that couldn't be blamed on Zhao Jun.
At this moment, Chu Anmin continued to say: "That kid Zhao Jun said a few words, and he said it very well."
"What did you say?" Zhou Chunming asked subconsciously.
"There was an old man that day, and his donkey was taken out by the big paw." Chu Anmin said: "Zhao Jun saw how pitiful he was, so he secretly stuffed twenty yuan into his pocket. The little girl from the TV station asked him
What are you shouting at? Zhao Jun said..."
Having said this, Chu Anmin lowered his voice and said, "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world."
Hearing these words, Zhou Chunming on the other end of the phone was stunned.
This was 1988, and people had never experienced the bombardment of the Internet and self-media, nor had they seen the keyboard warriors "pointing out the country and writing passionately".
Therefore, these two sentences from Zhao Jun had a great impact on people.
Although Chu Anmin was alone in the office, he had a serious face when relaying these two sentences.
"This kid..." Zhou Chunming didn't know how to praise Zhao Jun.
"Old Zhou, hurry up and call Zhao Jun to get it back." Chu Anmin said in a very gentle tone: "County Magistrate Luo just put down the phone. He told me that he watched the TV last night and Zhao Jun was moved.
That’s enough.”
"County Magistrate Luo?" Zhou Chunming was a little confused, but Chu Anmin continued: "He said that the outstanding individuals in our county this year will be given directly to Zhao Jun."
"Oh my god!" Zhou Chunming was startled by Chu Anmin's words. Only a few days have passed this year, and the leader has already been decided.
The key is still the county!
Although the main economic industry pillar of Shanhe County is forestry, not every person from the Shanhe Forestry Bureau can be rated as an advanced individual by the county.
"Old Zhou, please call him quickly and ask him to come back." Chu Anmin once again urged Zhou Chunming to recall Zhao Jun, and said: "After that, next Monday, you let him come to the bureau."
"Okay, okay, Bureau Chu, I understand." Zhou Chunming put down the phone and hurriedly called Fan Zhisheng who was far away at Shuangmajia Forest Farm.
After the call was connected, Zhou Chunming told Fan Zhisheng about the situation, and Fan Zhisheng immediately responded: "Okay, Lao Zhou, I'll call Nabaozi right now. It just so happens that our mountain technician went to his father-in-law's house today.
"
These days, communication is not convenient.
Fan Zhisheng called Yong'an Tun before, and Zhao Jun promised him that he would go to Hansongbaozi. Since then, the two have not contacted each other again, and Fan Zhisheng does not know whether Zhao Jun has gone.
But Fan Zhisheng couldn't bear to call and ask again, so he asked Hong Wenliang, a technician at the mountain farm, to take his wife back to her parents' home to have a look.
Hong Wenliang's daughter-in-law is the daughter of the pockmarked old man Han Fengnen. The couple went back to see if Zhao Jun had gone. If he did, ask Zhao Jun if he had any difficulties.
When Fan Zhisheng's call came to the brigade headquarters of Han Songbaozi, two old men, Song Xiangchen and Han Fengren, were quarreling in the brigade headquarters.
As soon as he heard the call came, Han Guo was busy greeting the two old men and said: "Dad, Uncle Song, please stop arguing, there's a call."
The two old men stopped arguing, but stared at each other with big eyes.
Han Guang was answering the phone when he heard the person on the other end asking if it was Secretary Han. Just as Han Guang answered, Fan Zhisheng also announced his home address.
The two exchanged brief greetings, and Fan Zhisheng asked if Hong Wenliang had arrived. Han Guozheng said that his brother-in-law had arrived and was now at his home.
Fan Zhisheng thought for a while, then did not ask Hong Wenliang, but directly asked Han Guozheng: "Secretary Han, what...has Zhao Jun gone?"
"He's here, Director Fan." Han Guozheng said: "But he left early in the morning."
"Gone? What did you do?" Fan Zhisheng was startled. He didn't think Zhao Jun could kill all three Siberian tigers so quickly.
"He's gone home, Director Fan." Guo Guozheng smiled and said, "We originally wanted to keep him here for a while, but he didn't because he had something to do at home."
"Then the matter in your bunker has been resolved?" Fan Zhisheng asked, and South Korea Zhengdao said: "It has been resolved, Director Fan."
"Huh?" Hearing what Han Guozheng said, Fan Zhisheng frowned slightly. If it was Zhao Jun who solved it, Han Guozheng would have to thank himself.
At this time, only South Korea was heard continuing to say: "Three Siberian tigers, two will die, one will escape."
"Ouch..." Fan Zhisheng asked in surprise: "Who beat him to death?"
As the director of the production site in charge of production, Fan Zhisheng is also afraid of Siberian tigers and blind bears in the forest areas under his jurisdiction. Asking which gunner has such ability will give him an extra choice if something happens in the future.
But what Fan Zhisheng didn't expect was that South Korea said: "It's Zhao Jun's father, Zhao Youcai."
"Who?" Fan Zhisheng didn't hear clearly, but he couldn't believe it. He smiled slightly and said, "Zhao Youcai? Did he go with Zhao Jun?"
"No, he was found by our uncle Song." Han Guozheng said: "That Zhao Youcai is very powerful. According to our militiamen, he was killed by those two tigers as soon as he entered the ditch."
"Did you kill him, Secretary Han?" Fan Zhisheng said in disbelief: "Zhao Jun killed him, right? How could it be Zhao Youcai?"
"It's really Zhao Youcai." Han Guozheng said: "Zhao Youcai, the King of Tiger Fighters."
"Ah?" Fan Zhisheng didn't hear clearly this time, and then asked: "Then who is the king?"
He thought Han Hanzheng was talking about two people just now.
"It's the King of Tigers, Zhao Youcai." South Korea Zhengdao: "The King of Tigers is Zhao Youcai's nickname."
At this point, Han Guozheng asked with some confusion: "Director Fan, it turns out that you are all from the same forest area, didn't you know?"
"You can pull him down, hehehe..." Fan Zhisheng laughed with a little sarcasm and said: "You still want to beat the Tiger King? His nickname is Cow Slaughterer Cannon!"
"Ah?" Guo Guozheng was stunned. He glanced at Han Fengren and Song Xiangchen and asked with some uncertainty: "Director Fan, is it all wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Fan Zhisheng asked: "Just one month before I came, he went up the mountain to Da Qinggu, who was renting a house for someone else, and killed him as a red deer."
South Korea: "..."
At this time, Fan Zhisheng continued: "After that, he ran away like that. The tenant found the leader and found me. I even went up the mountain to handle the matter for him."
When Fan Zhisheng said this, you can't help but believe it or not.
At this time, Fan Zhisheng asked Han Guozheng again, "Secretary Han, was it Zhao Jun who killed the tiger and let his father take over?"
For Fan Zhisheng, he hoped that the tiger was shot by Zhao Jun. After all, Zhao Jun was invited by him.
"This..." Hearing what Fan Zhisheng said, Han Guozheng was also a little unsure.
…
At this time, the Zhao family father and son were at the market outside Wudaogou Beishan Fort.
Zhao Youcai was passing by and insisted on having a bowl of porridge. Zhao Jun couldn't resist him, so he had to carry his father to the porridge stall.
It was still three cents for a bowl and five cents for two bowls. Zhao Youcai put down his five cents and ordered two bowls, and generously treated Zhao Jun to some big lump porridge.
Although we had just eaten, it was so cold outside, it was always good to warm up with a bowl of hot porridge.
But when Zhao Jun saw that the bowl was not washed, he really couldn't drink it.
Zhao Youcai didn't care about that. He drank half a bowl of porridge and loudly asked the old lady who set up the porridge stall: "Sister, are there not enough porridge today?"
"Yeah." The old lady pursed her lips and said, "By this time every day, half the pot is sold."
"You know why not?" Zhao Youcai asked, and the old lady asked back: "Why?"
Zhao Youcai held the bowl in one hand and gestured in the direction of Hansongbaozi with the other hand, saying: "The gathering over at Hansongbaozi has begun."
"Ah?" The old lady was startled, subconsciously glanced in the direction of Han Songbaozi, and said in surprise: "Don't they have a tiger mother over there?"
"Let me beat him to death, hahaha..." Zhao Youcai, who had been preparing for a long time, finally said what he wanted to say.
"What?" Not only was the old lady surprised, but the people on the bench next to him, eating porridge and resting, all looked at Zhao Youcai in dumbfounded eyes.
Normally, Zhao Youcai was a very taciturn person. But at this time, Zhao Youcai hated that he was not as capable as Li Ruhai.
Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun, wanting his son to help with a message, but at this time, Zhao Jun was holding his shoulders, tilting his head, and looking at the top of the big willow tree.
"What's the use of raising this son?" Zhao Youcai sneered, then looked at everyone, and finally said to the old lady: "I drank porridge at your place the day before yesterday, and I met their old boss Han."
"Ah, Han Jazi!" The old lady seemed to have remembered it. She looked at Zhao Youcai and said, "Aren't there a few tigers in Sidaogou? Did you kill them all?"
"I killed two yesterday and scared one away." After Zhao Youcai finished speaking, he took a sip of porridge from the bowl. When those words came out of his mouth, hunting tigers was as easy as drinking porridge.
"Then you are really good." The old lady complimented Zhao Youcai casually. Before Zhao Youcai could say anything, the old lady said with emotion: "In the early years, there were tigers on every mountain here."
"Really?" A woman sitting next to Zhao Youcai asked, "Then why didn't I hear about it?"
"You are younger, what can you hear?" On another bench, an old lady with a child said: "I heard my father said that he had to go from our bunker to the Hansong bunker.
It's such a long and narrow place, and we have to walk with five or six people together, and I can't even do it by myself."
"Is it so evil?" someone asked, and the old lady nodded and said, "Then what are you thinking about? There are just five or six people walking together in a group, and the tiger jumps out of the ditch and drags everyone away."
"Yeah!" The old lady selling big ballast porridge pointed in the direction of Wudaogou with the spoon in her hand and said: "In this ditch, tigers gnaw all human bones, wild boar bones, and roe deer bones. That guy...
When it comes to dog days, the stench is so foul that it chokes my nose."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What about those tigers later?" The person who asked the question was Zhao Jun, who was also attracted by the scene described by the two old ladies.
"You are young, so you may not know." The old lady waved her spoon at Zhao Jun and said, "Before liberation, there was a man named Guo who specialized in hunting tigers."
"Then I know, aunt." Zhao Jun said, "Why don't we just fight the tiger general?"
"Well, that's him." The old lady nodded and said, "That guy is really pissy. He turned into a tiger in just three or two days."
As she said that, the old lady tapped the lid of the stew pot twice with the spoon in her hand, and said: "My father told me that when a tiger rests at the bottom of a ditch, the man surnamed Guo will just put it on top and pass through without fear at all."
"What kind of person is that?" At this time, there was a man about forty years old next to him, and he said, "That's a tiger-killing general! If you are short of one tiger, you can kill a hundred!"
When everyone started talking like this, they immediately suppressed the topic brought up by Zhao Youcai.
Zhao Youcai looked helplessly at the people around him. It can be seen from this that Zhao Youcai has an awkward personality. He obviously wants to express himself in front of others, but he is embarrassed to act too deliberately.
Of course, it's because he's not proficient in his business.
If Li Ruhai were here, he would be able to grab everyone's attention with one sentence and then talk eloquently without letting his words fall to the ground.
Zhao Jun pursed his lips and glanced sideways at his father. Seeing Zhao Youcai's troubled look, the corners of Zhao Jun's mouth rose slightly.
"Ouch!" Zhao Jun suddenly turned around, pretending to look at Zhao Youcai in surprise, and said: "Man, when I brought you here just now, you didn't say you were hunting tigers. You can kill two tigers, so you're pretty pissed.
Sex."
Zhao Jun shouted like this, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"Ah, it's not bad, haha." Zhao Youcai, who was holding the bowl, responded with a smile, and looked at Zhao Jun with a look that seemed to say: "Good boy."
"What's your surname?" Zhao Jun stretched out his hand to Zhao Youcai and said, "We know each other, we know each other. From now on, if our village has cannon eggs and blind bears cause trouble, we will also come to you."
As soon as Zhao Jun said this, everyone around looked at Zhao Youcai. Zhao Jun's words reminded them that the three Siberian tigers had made Han Songbaozi miserable, and there was no guarantee that such a thing would not happen to them in the future.
"My name is Zhao Youcai." Zhao Youcai looked at his son with satisfaction and said, "My home is Lingxi. If you go to Shiba Daogang and ask about Zhao Youcai in Yong'an Forest District, everyone will know about me."
At this time, Zhao Youcai did not dare to mention the tiger-killing king, because the people next to him had just finished talking about the tiger-killing general, and the middle-aged man even said that the tiger-killing general would kill ninety-nine tigers in his life.
Zhao Youcai's record is not bad compared with his son's, why would he be embarrassed to compare with others?
But he couldn't resist the fact that he had a good son, so Zhao Jun asked loudly: "Master Zhao, you see that Guo Wei is called Tiger Fighting General. You also have a Tiger Fighting General in the west of Lingxi. Do you have a nickname?"
