The two giants of the Yong'an brigade decided the fate of the tiger with just a few words. They let it roam in the mountains for a few days and then pick it up after the spring hunting.
Seeing that it was getting late, Tao Dabao and Yu Xuewen said goodbye and left with Zhao Jun.
When they arrived at Tao Dabao's house, Tao Fulin, Li Baoyu, and Tao Xiaobao's family had already arrived.
Tao Dabao served in the army for many years. He was injured in 1980 before returning to his hometown, marrying a wife and having children.
Now, his only son is only four years old, and he is being held by Li Baoyu, listening to him tell the story of how he defeated the Wild Boar King.
Seeing Tao Dabao and Zhao Jun coming back, everyone stood up one after another, surrounded them, and asked them about going up the mountain to hunt tigers.
Li Baoyu was still a little upset about this. He read "Water Margin" at a young age, and the one he admired most in it was Wu Erlang.
No matter what it would be like to rush in front of a tiger in reality, when he heard the news at Tao Xiaobao's house, Li Baoyu, who had not yet completely sobered up, wanted to rush up the mountain and beat the tiger with Baoyu.
After listening to Tao Dabao's story about his trip, Tao Fei asked Tao Dabao with some yearning: "Sir, after the spring hunting, our team is going to hunt down this tiger. Can we divide the meat into pieces?" "What?" He asked, which stunned Tao Dabao.
Seeing Tao Dabao in a daze, Tao Fei said again: "I have eaten wild boar meat and black blind man meat, but I have never eaten tiger meat."
At this time, Tao Dabao came to his senses and said with a smile: "What are you thinking, kid? If you want to kill that thing, you have to send a car to the town, but we can't eat it."
"This kid knows how to eat in one day." Tao Fulin said something to Tao Fei, and then said to Tao Dabao: "Boss, if you want to go again, you have to be careful. The big claws are not like other things."
Zhao Jun sounded a little curious. Tao Fulin had shown fear of tigers not once but twice. You must know that this old man is not a peaceful man.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jun asked Tao Fulin: "What's going on? Old man, I heard what you said, have you checked with Big Paw before?"
When Tao Fulin heard this, he didn't say anything. He just shook his head. After swallowing a mouthful of water, he said bitterly: "My uncle was caught to death by the big claws."
"Ah?"
Tao Fulin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his nose, then shook his head and said: "My uncle went up the mountain to take a condom and didn't come back. My father and my uncle went up the mountain to look for it the next day, and saw... My uncle was only left with the hips, and there were
My head is broken, my upper body has no bones, and all I have left is a cotton-padded jacket."
"Oh my God." Li Baoyu, who had sobered up, was a little scared when he heard this.
After Old Tao Tou finished talking about the past, he felt a little depressed. At this time, Tao Dabao's daughter-in-law Jiang Lan and Li Yunxiang had already prepared the food and called the men to start the meal.
Because tomorrow is spring hunting and they drank at noon, Li Baoyu and others stopped drinking and only had a hearty meal.
After eating, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu followed Tao Fulin and Tao Xiaobao's family back and stayed at Tao Xiaobao's house for the night.
The next morning, Zhao Jun got up at around five o'clock. At this time, Li Yunxiang was already steaming steamed buns.
Li Yunxiang steamed the first pot of steamed buns stuffed with cabbage and meat. Twenty large buns were not enough for five men.
When the second pot came, Zhao Jun and the others had finished eating, with eight buns left.
And just when a few people were sitting around the kang table drinking porridge, Li Yunxiang came over with the third basin of steamed buns.
She put the buns on the stool next to her and said to Zhao Jun: "Xiao Xiao, I've finished feeding your dog. Auntie will bring you some buns later. If you don't come back at noon, just put them on the mountain to rest on.
.If you want to come back, we have ready-made meals."
"Okay, Auntie."
After finishing the porridge, Zhao Jun, Li Baoyu, and Tao Fei went to put on leggings. Tao Fulin surrounded Zhao Jun, asking questions and saying that he had never seen a dog being beaten in his life.
No matter what happens, once it reaches the point where it has never happened in a lifetime, it sounds pitiful.
But Zhao Jun, who was really impatient with him grinding the ground, raised his head and looked at Tao Fulin before saying to him: "Old man, just rest at home. Xiaofei and I will go together in a while. Can you...
Are you going?"
Tao Fulin was stunned and suddenly realized. Yes, there is his own grandson in this team. Even if he follows secretly, he will still be sent back.
Thinking of this, Tao Fulin sighed, shook his head and went back to his room.
As soon as Tao Fulin left, Tao Xiaobao came in. He didn't know how to hunt, but as a militiaman, he would participate in the mountain closure today.
Tao Xiaobao came in and asked: "How are you doing?"
Zhao Jun stood up, stamped his feet, and said to Tao Xiaobao: "Everything is packed. Hey, uncle, do we have anything else to talk about?"
"Nothing to say." Tao Xiaobao sat down by the kang, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and passed it to Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu. Seeing that neither of them answered, Tao Xiaobao lit it for himself, took a puff and said, "I'll have it later."
If you are willing to go and see the swearing-in ceremony, we will take a look. If you are not willing to see it, you can just go up the mountain."
Upon hearing that there was a swearing-in meeting, Li Baoyu hurriedly said to Zhao Jun: "Brother, let's take a look."
"Look!" Zhao Jun responded decisively. Their Yong'an village did not have large-scale activities such as spring hunting, and he was very curious about it.
"Then let's go!" Hearing that Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu wanted to watch the fun, Tao Xiaobao stood up with a cigarette in his mouth and walked out first.
Zhao Jun wanted to pick up the gun, but was stopped by Tao Fei. He only heard him say: "Brother Zhao, there is no need to pick up the gun. Anyway, you have to come back to fetch the dog later. Let's get it together then."
Zhao Jun was right when he thought about it. They were holding a conference and he couldn't take the dog there, so he had to come back.
When they left Tao Xiaobao's house and walked toward the open space in the center of the village, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu discovered that it seemed that all the men from the ten production teams of Yongxing were mobilized.
Isn’t there such a phrase to describe a lively scene?
The gongs and drums are noisy, firecrackers are flying, the red flag is waving, and there are huge crowds of people.
Except for the flying firecrackers, the other three items are all occupied.
At this time, a wooden platform had been set up on the open field in the center of the first team in Yongxing.
On both sides of the platform, eight artillery pieces were lined up.
There is a wooden box next to each artillery piece. Although the lids of these wooden boxes are not opened, they are obviously filled with cannonballs.
There are gunners standing on the right side of each artillery piece, and behind the left and right artillery pieces, there are two rows of militiamen, each carrying a gun.
Moreover, they are all Type 56 semi-automatic rifles.
Like the gunners, they stood like javelins in the biting cold wind.
Zhao Jun did not carry a gun, but among the hundreds of people gathered here, more than half did. These guns include semi-automatic and various modified shotguns.
Four to five hundred people stood facing the wind, whispering to each other, and their voices merged into a chaotic buzzing, extremely noisy.
But this momentum is really amazing.
No wonder.
In the past few years, the land of China has been watched covetously. The old man came up with the wonderful idea of three explosions, and millions of militiamen were one of them.
Zhao Jun and others waited in the crowd for a while, and then saw more and more people gathering from all directions.
By nearly eight o'clock, nearly a thousand people had gathered here. On the wooden platform, Yu Xuewen, secretary of the Yongxing brigade, and Tao Dabao, security director and militia platoon leader, both stood with guns on their backs. p>
At eight o'clock on time, Tao Dabao took two steps forward.
When he stood on the edge of the wooden platform, nearly a thousand people present fell silent for an instant.
Tao Dabao opened his mouth and said loudly with a loud voice: "Comrades, every year, those animals cause a lot of harm to the grain we work so hard to harvest.
This is absolutely not allowed. There is not enough food for people, so how can we let animals cause harm!
So starting today, our Yongxing brigade will go on a seven-day spring hunt. All the militiamen will seal off the surrounding mountains according to the tasks previously assigned to each production team and each team.
The hunters all went into the mountains and hunted down whatever they saw, leaving no one alive but only stripping away the skin and eating the meat."
"Okay! Okay! Okay..."
As soon as Tao Dabao finished speaking, someone below him immediately applauded, followed by thunderous applause from everyone except the militiamen and gunners standing on both sides.
After a few seconds, the applause fell.
I saw that Tao Dabao had grabbed the gun on his shoulder in his hand. He did not fire a shot, but raised his head toward the sky and shouted: "Kill!"
In an instant, thousands of people in the audience shouted for kill, their voices gathered together, and the sound of killing shook the sky.