The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1187 Shocking Secret



Chapter 1187 Shocking Secret

Chapter 1187 Shocking Secret

After leaving Xu Changlin's house, Zhao Jun ran back home.

Turning right, the second house was his. Suddenly, a man jumped out from behind the pile of firewood next to him, and scared Zhao Jun out of his wits.

"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun was relieved to see that it was Wang Meilan and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you!" Wang Meilan walked quickly to Zhao Jun's side, held Zhao Jun's arms with both hands, and pushed Zhao Jun forward while asking, "What did Old Xu Pao say?"

"He didn't say much." Zhao Jun said, "I went there to ask a few questions, but I don't think he knows."

This is indeed true. Just now at Old Xu's house, when we mentioned the old man who sold knives on credit, it was Old Xu's wife who spoke to us.

"Then what should I do?" Wang Meilan's face fell. She felt that the little yellow croaker, the big goldfish, the gold studs and the gold bracelets were moving away from her.

"Mom, it's okay." Zhao Jun leaned close to Wang Meilan's ear and whispered, "Old Xu Pao gave me a clue."

"Hmm?" Wang Meilan's drooping face instantly lifted up when she heard that. At the same time, her eyes lit up. She felt that the little yellow croaker, the big goldfish, the golden hairpin and the golden bracelet were back again!

"I'll go up the mountain in a moment." Zhao Jun said, "Let's go to my brother Jie's place and find the third uncle. He knows the old man."

"Ah!" Wang Meilan's eyes brightened. Although she had never seen Xing San, she knew that the old man was not a stranger.

It’s easier to get things done if we have our own people.

As the mother and daughter were talking, they reached the door of their home. Wang Meilan patted Zhao Jun and said, "Son, I steamed some buns this morning. You can take them to the old man."

After saying that, Wang Meilan started to run into the house.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun smiled faintly.

But at this moment, Wang Meilan paused and stopped abruptly. Then, Wang Meilan turned back to Zhao Jun and said, "Son, I have something to tell you."

Seeing Wang Meilan's serious face, Zhao Jun couldn't help but be startled, and then asked: "What's wrong, Mom?"

"Um...your dad." Wang Meilan said, "Your dad has some troubles that he needs you to take care of."

Wang Meilan wanted to tell Zhao Jun early in the morning about helping Zhao Youcai catch the wild boar, but when she was making dumplings in the morning, Zhao Jun asked her about the old man who sold knives on credit.

Because it involved gold and treasure, Wang Meilan forgot about Zhao Youcai.

When she said this, Zhao Jun subconsciously asked, "What did he beat him with?"

Or, they are real mother and daughter. When Zhao Youcai told Wang Meilan about this last night, Wang Meilan also had this reaction.

"No, no." Wang Meilan saw that Zhao Jun had misunderstood, and quickly waved her hands and said, "Can you still beat other people's animals?"

After saying this, Wang Meilan's eyes squinted. Zhao Youcai last slaughtered a cow on November 11, and just over a month later, he slaughtered another old cow for the second time.

"Ah, what happened to my dad?" Zhao Jun asked. Wang Meilan replied, "He promised to catch wild boars for someone, but now something bad has happened. Your dad said he won't go up the mountain anymore, but the guy there is waiting for a wild boar as a gift. This..."

Zhao Jun's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he couldn't help but say, "He might as well have let the cow be beaten to death. This is more troublesome than paying the money."

Zhao Jun didn't even need to ask, he knew that the gift must have been given before New Year's Day. But today was already the 23rd, and the Gregorian New Year was coming. He already owed Xu Baoshan a wild boar, and now he had to help Zhao Youcai with the task.

"Son." Wang Meilan pushed Zhao Jun and said, "This is not a loss, this is a profit."

Wang Meilan pointed to the distant mountains and continued to say to Zhao Jun: "There are plenty of wild boars in the mountains, right? Catch them."

Zhao Jun was speechless, and at this moment, he heard someone shouting, "Sister! Nephew."

"Hey! Qiangzi!" Wang Meilan saw that it was her brother who came, and hurriedly waved to call Wang Qiang over.

"Uncle." Zhao Jun also greeted Wang Qiang. At this time, Wang Qiang was carrying a gun and came to find Zhao Jun and the others to go up the mountain together.

"Sister." Seeing Wang Meilan's mysterious look, Wang Qiang asked with a smile, "What are you and your mother doing?"

"Qiangzi, let me tell you, our father..." Wang Meilan was about to speak when she heard Zhao Jun say, "My humble servant is here!"

Wang Meilan looked to the east and saw Jie Chen jogging towards her.

Xie Chen came up to greet the three people, and Wang Meilan swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

After entering the house and packing up, Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang, Jie Chen and Zhao Weipeng walked out of the house and prepared to go up the mountain to hunt.

Seeing that the four men were carrying guns, the dogs in the Zhao family's yard suddenly became a mess, and they all pulled at their chains and howled.

"Let the dogs go!" Zhao Jun waved his hand at Jie Chen, and at this moment Li Baoyu came out from next door and shouted at the top of his voice, "Brother, I'll let Xiaohua and Niuniu go for you."

"Let them go," said Zhao Jun, "let those three dogs go too. I'll lead them all!"

"Those three dogs?" Li Baoyu was stunned when he heard this. He knew that Zhao Jun was talking about the three dogs sent back by the Yongxing Brigade.

Li Baoyu glanced at the row of dog kennels under the east wall of his house and saw three dogs, one black and two spotted, standing outside the kennels. They were also hunting dogs, and at this moment they were all howling and wanted to go up the mountain.

But Li Baoyu did not go over to release the dogs. Instead, he climbed over the wall, walked over to Zhao Jun, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, aren't those three dogs my uncle's dogs?"

"It belongs to us." Zhao Jun smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Hurry and release the dog for me."

Zhao Youcai himself said that he would never go hunting again.

Moreover, Zhao Jun was now helping him. Catching wild boars would not work without dogs. After losing Da Huang and Dapang, the Zhao family's dog gang needed hard dogs to help them find prey.

"Understood sir!" After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Li Baoyu happily climbed over the wall and released the five dogs in the front and back yards of his house.

Immediately afterwards, the dogs that had just been untied began running around in and outside the Zhao and Li families' yards, chasing, fighting, and peeing everywhere.

Hearing the noise outside, Zhao Youcai, who was sitting on the kang, glanced out the window and let out a long sigh: "Alas!"

Zhao Youcai felt very tired. Seeing Zhao Jun and others taking the dog up the mountain, Zhao Youcai felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't want to go up the mountain from the bottom of his heart.

After all the hunting dogs were loaded onto the car, Xie Chen drove the car, while the generous and fat Zhao Weipeng sat in the passenger seat. Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang stayed in the trunk with the dogs, and the uncle and nephew had a chance to talk.

The car left Zhao's house and did not rush out of the village, but went to Zhang Yuanmin's house first.

After arriving at Zhang Yuanmin's house, Zhao Jun got out of the car alone. After opening the door with the key he got from Wang Meilan, Zhao Jun went straight into the east room of Zhang's house.

There are two corners in the kang, and many families will nail two wooden boards diagonally across the corners to make a simple quilt rack.

Every day when I get up, I fold the bedding and put it on the rack, then draw the curtain to prevent the bedding from getting dusty.

Zhang Yuanmin's house is different from other houses. Other houses have a quilt rack in each room, but Zhang Yuanmin's house has a quilt rack in each of the two corners of the kang in the east room, and both have curtains drawn.

Zhao Jun climbed onto the kang and first pulled open the curtain at the southeast corner. Seeing that there were beddings piled on the quilt rack, Zhao Jun pulled the curtain again.

Then, Zhao Jun went to the southwest corner, opened the curtain, and saw a long black cloth bag standing diagonally on the quilt rack.

This long bag of black cloth was longer than the quilt rack, so one end was leaning against the wall.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s some kind of treasure that the Zhang family worships.

Zhao Jun reached out and grabbed the long black cloth bag, and it sank in his hand. According to Xiao Lingdang, this was the pig-binding hook that Zhang Yuanmin intended to pass on to his descendants.

Zhao Jun dragged the long black cloth bag to the edge of the kang and opened it. Touching the cold steel hook, Zhao Jun sighed and murmured to himself: "I really miss my elder brother a little bit."

After a brief moment of reminiscing about the person, Zhao Jun went out with the tied pig hook.

Seeing Zhao Jun coming out with a big iron hook, Zhao Weipeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, called out to Jie Chen, "Xiao Chen, what is your brother Jun holding?"

Jie Chen, who recently started watching Investiture of the Gods, smiled and replied, "That's the Zhang family's secret treasure, the Pig Binding Hook."

"What the hell?" Zhao Weipeng only graduated from junior high school and had a certain level of education, but he was unable to understand Jie Chen's words.

After Zhao Jun took the treasure from Zhang's family, the car drove out of Yong'an Village and went straight into the mountain field.

More than forty minutes later, the car stopped outside the Xiao 43leng field. Zhao Jun asked Wang Qiang to look after the dog in the car while he got out with the things for Xing San.

Xie Chen and Zhao Weipeng also got off the car. Xie Chen wanted to see Xie Zhong, while Zhao Weipeng was purely curious and wanted to see what the Lengchang looked like.

"Uncle, are you in the house?" When Zhao Jun pushed the door and entered the shack, Xing San was sitting on the edge of the kang, smoking and twisting a condom.

Hearing the noise, Xing San was stunned, and a rare smile appeared on his old face.

"Why are you here?" Xing San threw the condom in his hand into the corner and called Zhao Jun, "Hurry up and get on the bed."

As he was talking, Xing San saw Zhao Jun carrying two triangular bags, and he couldn't help but frowned and asked, "What are you carrying now?"

"Let me get you something to eat." As he said that, Zhao Jun walked to the edge, put two bags on the kang, and then took out the things one by one.

"Uncle, these are steamed buns." Zhao Jun took out two large butter paper packages and said, "My mother steamed them this morning. They are stuffed with beef."

"Oh!" After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Xing San threw the cigarette butt to the ground and reached out to open a paper bag impatiently.

Xing San hadn't eaten anything good since he went to the mountains to be a mountain dog. He hadn't eaten dumplings for more than ten years, until this year when Zhao Jun brought him bags of dumplings, and he finally had enough to eat.

Xing San was very happy when he got buns again this time.

"Hey? Hey! Uncle San!" Seeing Xing San holding a bun and about to stuff it into his mouth, Zhao Jun quickly snatched the bun away and said, "It's frozen, you can't eat it like that!"

It would be fine if the old man didn't wash his hands, but the key point is that after walking all the way, the buns were not frozen solid, but in a half-frozen state. Eating them directly like this would be very bad for the stomach.

Zhao Jun placed the buns on the butter paper, then walked to the shelf next to the door, took down the small stew pot, opened the lid and said to Xing San, "If you want to eat, let's fry it first."

Although he didn't get to eat the buns, Xing San felt warm in his heart. He waved his hand at Zhao Jun and said, "Don't fry them. Put them on the stove cover and roast them."

As he said that, Xing San took the buns and put them on the stove cover.

"You old man." Zhao Jun put down the stew pot and walked back to the kang. While taking things out of his pocket, he said, "Don't bring disaster upon yourself."

"Yeah!" Xing San responded, and turned around to see Zhao Jun taking out two cans of peaches from his pocket and placing them on the table. The old man couldn't help but frown and asked, "What are you doing with these things?"

"It's okay to eat two pieces." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "It's light and delicious."

As he spoke, Zhao Jun took out two packs of pain-relieving tablets and two packs of golden gourd cigarettes from his pocket.

After smoking the cigarettes Zhao Jun brought him, Xing San also found that these cigarettes were indeed better than leaf tobacco. This time, he did not say anything and happily accepted what Zhao Jun brought him.

"Uncle, are you still going up the mountain these days?" Zhao Jun asked.

"Not very often." Xing San pointed at the condoms on the ground and said, "I go there every now and then."

After saying this, Xing San smiled and said, "I sold all the meat to Jie Dazi."

"Okay." Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Eat it yourself, don't just sell it."

"Yeah, I'm not short of food." Xing San smiled at Zhao Jun, then asked, "What are you doing here today? Going up the mountain to hunt again?"

"Yeah." Zhao Jun didn't bother to make excuses with Xing San, and said directly: "Lian went hunting, and brought him here to see you. After that, I want to ask you something."

"Just tell me." As Xing San spoke, he picked up the buns on the stove cover and turned them over.

"Uncle, do you know a man who sells knives on credit?" Zhao Jun asked, "His surname is Song, and his name is Song An."

"Song Anfu, Song Anlu." What Zhao Jun didn't expect was that Xing San actually called out two names at once.

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned and asked, "Two people?"

"Ah!" Xing San nodded and said, "Brother, both of you bought knives on credit."

"Which of them knows Old Xu Pao?" Zhao Jun asked again, and Xing San replied, "That's Song Anlu."

"Is he a beard?" Zhao Jun asked again.

"Yeah!" Xing San nodded and felt something was wrong, so he asked Zhao Jun, "Boy, why are you asking about him? He hasn't been around for many years."

"Ah... He is a relative from my mother's side..." Before Zhao Jun could finish his question, Xing San said, "Yes, your mother's father is Wang Daba Zhang, and Wang Daba Zhang's wife's surname is Song."

"What?" Zhao Jun asked in surprise, "Uncle, you still know my grandmother and the others?"

"I know him! How could I not know him?" Xing San said with a smile, "I once carried heavy bags for his family."

"Really?" Zhao Jun blinked his eyes, recalling the conversation he had with Xing San. His eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Uncle San, your family is from Weiguang?"

Weiguang Village is located in the southwest of Yong'an Village, and the distance between the village and the village is 35 miles.

This morning at Old Xu's house, Xu Changlin said that Song Anlu was originally from Weiguang Village.

"Yeah! My family used to be great and glorious." Xing San said without Zhao Jun asking, "You can ask Song Anlu, it turns out that there are only three families between our two families."

"Uncle San, I heard that he moved away later, right?" Zhao Jun asked. Xing San nodded and said, "Yes, he moved to Hebei."

"What?" Zhao Jun was surprised and asked, "Moved to Hebei?"

"Ah..." Xing San smiled when Zhao Jun asked him this. He pointed to the door and said, "North of Xiaohong River."

Zhao Jun: "..."

Zhao Jun was speechless for two seconds, then he sighed and said, "North of Xiaohong River, isn't that Yongsheng?"

"Yongsheng is further north." Xing San frowned slightly and thought: "What is the name of that village?"

"Xinmin." Zhao Jun answered for him. Xing San nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, Xinmin."

For some unknown reason, Zhao Jun asked Xing San another question, "Uncle San, does Song Anlu know Blind Pang?"

Recently, Zhao Jun has been thinking about the old man on the mountain opposite to the door frame of Widow Wang. He also went there. It was indeed a good ginseng farm and he made a lot of money. But Blind Pang led the Ginseng Gang. If he wanted to make a fortune by selling ginseng, it would be impossible for the news not to leak out.

Therefore, Zhao Jun thought of the gold that his grandfather donated to the Anti-Japanese United Army. Xing San just said that Song Anlu moved not far from Yongshengtun, and the Pang family was in Yongshengtun.

After Zhao Jun asked, he saw Xing San staring at him with both eyes, and asked in astonishment: "What did you hear?"

"No." Zhao Jun was a little confused by Xing San's question, and just said, "What's the matter, Third Uncle?"

Xing San said: "Song Anlu is Blind Pang's father."

"What?" Xing San's words startled Zhao Jun so much that he jumped up from the edge of the kang and asked, "How is that possible?"

(End of this chapter)


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