sinovels Chapter 1352 The Impact of Being on Television
Chapter 1352 The Impact of Being on Television
Chapter 1352 The Impact of Being on Television
In the east room of Zhao Jun's house, more than 40 people were crowded on and under the kang.
Wang Meilan and her two daughters, the old lady, Yang Yufeng, Xiao Lingdang, Wang Qiang's family of four, as well as Chen Dalai's family, Wei Tie's family, Wei Jin's family, the Sun family in the east courtyard, and Wang Fuji's family from the convenience store who came to watch the fun.
The point is, Ma Dafu and his family are here too.
The elderly, women and children crowded on the big kang, the men sat in the house, and everyone gathered around the TV.
As the evening news ended, the east room of Zhao Jun's house seemed to explode, and Wang Meilan wiped away tears with excitement.
Although she didn't appear on TV, her son did and made a prominent appearance.
Wang Meilan felt so proud and proud when she heard those words.
"Sister!" Wang Cuihua tightly grasped Wang Meilan's wrist, pushing and shaking her, saying, "Xiaojun is really good!"
Sitting next to Ma Ling were Zhao Hong and Zhao Na, and on the other side sat her sister-in-law Xu Xiaoqing. At this moment, Ma Ling was holding her sister-in-law's hand tightly, unable to contain her excitement.
Looking at the female host who was organizing the manuscript during the ending song, Ma Ling thought to herself that she was so lucky to marry Zhao Jun!
Ma Yang, sitting on a small stool, clenched his fists. He admired his brother-in-law from the bottom of his heart, but when he recalled what Zhao Jun said in an interview before the end of the evening news, Ma Yang wished he could take his place.
If you can show off that much, there's no wife you can't marry, right?
"Come on, brother." Ma Dafu excitedly took out a grape cigarette from his pocket, generously tore open the pack, first gave one to Wang Qiang, and then to the others.
Ma Dafu's half box of cigarettes was not enough to share, so Zhao Jun's brother-in-law Ma Sheng also took out the cigarettes he brought and shared them with everyone. Zhao Jun showed up, and they also felt proud.
"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 said, "Stop crying, wait for the child to come back, we must celebrate, celebrate."
Hearing the old lady's words, Wang Meilan just wiped her tears and waved her hand away, saying, "Of course!"
Unlike the Zhao family, the atmosphere at the Li family next door is not very good.
Li Ruhai stood in front of the TV, one hand on his waist, the other pointing at the screen, and said, "Liar! Big liar! He said we would be on TV, then he filmed us. Then he ate all the food in my house. What he said doesn't count. I won't say anything more."
The live roe deer, fish and sweet potatoes that day were all purchased by Li Ruhai at Jin Xiaomei's expense.
“Ruhai!” Li Dayong stopped Li Ruhai and pressed him down on the bench, then smiled at the crowd that came to watch the fun: “Don’t listen to the kid’s nonsense, haha…”
There were more than 30 people gathered in the Li family's house. In addition to their family of five, there were also Aunt Qi's family, Aunt Wang's family, Sun Yongrong's family, and Qi Mingyue's family.
Why do we mention the names of the women in these families? That’s because these people were recruited by Li Ruhai.
……
The family quarters of Shanhe Forestry Bureau, Director Chu’s home.
Chu Anmin sat on the sofa, his lips tightly pursed together, his cheeks twitching slightly.
When those who had come to support the event before saw that it was impossible to support the event, they hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Director Chu was very well-mannered, and he personally sent the guests away one by one. He closed the door and put on a posture of "no strangers allowed".
But at this time, there were no strangers in the house.
Chu Anmin's 68-year-old mother was directing her granddaughter Chu Xiaoxue to change channels. The old lady wanted to watch CCTV-1 one moment and CCTV-2 the next.
Seeing Chu Anmin picking up the cigarette box again, his wife Liu Hongmei, who was still married, stopped him and said, "Old Chu, that's enough. How many cigarettes have you smoked tonight? Look at how smoky the room is."
With so many people coming, the room was as crowded as a goblin's cave. Those people finally had a chance to watch TV with the director, and they took turns taking out cigarettes and handing them to Chu Anmin.
Chu Anmin was in a very good mood today. He accepted all cigarettes offered to him. He smoked more than ten cigarettes in less than two hours in one night and basically never put down the cigarette.
Therefore, there was nothing wrong with Liu Hongmei giving him some advice.
But at this time, Director Chu was angry. After listening to his wife's advice, he suddenly threw the cigarette box on the sofa table and shouted, "I smoke! What's wrong with that?"
Liu Hongmei was startled by the shouting, then she reacted and pointed at Chu Anmin and said, "Then beat you! Beat you to death!"
"Fuck..." Chu Anmin was about to explode, but the old lady waved her hand at him and said, "Why are you arguing so late at night? It will be embarrassing for the neighbors to hear it."
My mother spoke, and Chu Anmin shut up and threw the unlit cigarette in his hand on the table.
Liu Hongmei glared at Chu Anmin fiercely, then stood up and said to An Xiulan, "Mom, I'll pour you some water to warm your feet, so don't watch it too late."
"Oh, okay." An Xiurong was so happy that all the wrinkles on her face gathered together. She was a blessed old lady. 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 at Chu Anmin and said, "Son, why are you so angry now? It's just that you didn't appear on TV. What else can you do?"
As she spoke, the old lady gestured towards the TV and continued, "Look at that kid just now. What he said was so good. You said you were on TV, how can you compare with others in recording that?"
After hearing what my mother said, Chu Anmin just clicked his eyes and kept silent.
At this time, Liu Hongmei came over with a basin of water, and when she passed by Chu Anmin, she whispered, "Get up."
Chu Anmin obediently made room for others.
……
Yong'an TV Station staff dormitory, unit 1, 4th floor, room 1.
Pang Chunhui sat sideways on the single sofa, watching the mountain and river stage turn into snowflakes, but his face was filled with a smile.
On the three-seater sofa facing the TV, there were two fat women sitting.
The fat woman weighing over 180 pounds is Pang Chunhui’s wife Luo Caixia, and the fat girl weighing over 150 pounds 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 of Shanhe County.
"Change the channel, change the channel!" Seeing that the programs on Shanhe Channel had all ended, Luo Caixia urged her daughter Pang Xiaolan to change the channel.
Pang Chunhui secretly glanced at Luo Caixia, sighed deeply in his heart, then stood up and walked towards the inner room.
"What are you doing?" Luo Caixia asked. Pang Chunhui said, "Look at some materials."
Hearing Pang Chunhui say this, Luo Caixia turned back, but this time Luo Caixia's face turned gloomy.
According to information provided by her informant at the TV station, Pang Chunhui has been watching a videotape repeatedly since Monday.
The informant said that the footage was shot by the station in Yongan Forest Area, and it was said to be just a bunch of crappy content, much of which could not even be broadcast.
But it was such content that made Director Pang read it for several days, which is really strange.
When Luo Caixia heard that it was Yong'an Forest Area, she knew that was where her husband had worked in the countryside, but she didn't know what Pang Chunhui had experienced there.
"Mom!" At this time, Pang Xiaolan took two Guoguang apples and handed them to Luo Caixia without asking whether she wanted to eat them.
Luo Caixia took the apple, brought it to her mouth and took a bite. Guoguang apples are also small, and when she took a bite, the core was exposed.
When their TV station built this residential building, the third and fourth floors each had two households, and each household had three bedrooms and a living room.
So Pang Chunhui has a study at home, which is filled with books and materials.
Pang Chunhui entered the study, closed the door tightly, and walked to the cabinet.
The upper layer of the cabinet has 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 crowded in the photo, and each of them looked a little immature. They were all young men and women in their teens or twenties.
There were six rows of people in total. The girls in the first two rows were squatting, and the girls in the third row were standing. The last three rows were all boys, with the smaller ones standing on stools in the front and the bigger ones in the back, all standing on the tables.
The photo is not much bigger than a palm, and it is filled with people. It is in black and white, and you can hardly see their faces.
But Pang Chunhui found a girl with braids among the girls in the third row, stared at her with his eyes, and then let out a long sigh after a long while.
Then, Pang Chunhui looked up. In the last row, there was a big man who stood out the most. Next to him was a man whose face could not be seen clearly because Pang Chunhui had drawn his face as a little turtle.
The person on the left of this person looks very similar to Pang Chunhui, and is exactly him when he was young.
The background of this photo was that the superiors required the educated youth to integrate with the poor and lower-middle peasants, and let the educated youth like Pang Chunhui integrate with the local young men and women in Yong'an Forest District.
As a result, on the day of the photo shoot, Pang Chunhui had a fight with two young men from Yong'an Forest District.
Pang Chunhui remembered it very clearly. That day he was hit by seven punches, eight kicks, and four slaps in the face.
……
Zhao Youcai didn’t know that even after so many years, he was still being missed by others.
At this time, Zhao Youcai was sleeping soundly on the kang in Song Xiangchen's small house.
Normally, in forest areas and rural areas, there are two rooms on the east and west sides, and they are open from north to south. Some families have a room behind the outer room. This room has windows on only one side, and it is called a small house.
In the west room of the Song family, Song Changqing was sleeping like a dead pig, snoring loudly.
Today the brigade slaughtered a pig to celebrate the fortune from fighting tigers. Everyone ate and drank a lot, with the idea that if they didn't eat, it would be a waste.
Song Changqing is at the head, his wife is on this side, and further up the kang is his eldest daughter.
Song Changqing's family also has a seventeen-year-old son, but the boy lives in the east room with Old Man Song and Old Lady Song.
At this time, the mother and daughter in the west room were not asleep. Song Changqing's wife Han Yanling said to the eldest daughter Song Xiaoyan: "Look at your father. He snores when he drinks too much. He won't stop drinking even if he is asked to drink less."
"Okay, Mom." Song Xiaoyan lowered her voice and said to Han Yanling, "My dad's snoring is better than that of Uncle Zhao. When Uncle Zhao comes home drunk, he snores for a long time."
"Yeah!" Han Yanling curled her lips, then pricked up her ears to listen, and said, "Don't shout now."
"Haha..." Song Xiaoyan smiled and imitated the man's voice, saying in a muffled voice: "My name is Zhao Youcai, I am Zhao Youcai, the tiger-fighting king, haha..."
"You can't laugh." Han Yanling laughed and said to her daughter, "What if someone hears us?"
Song Xiaoyan stopped laughing, but asked Han Yanling, "Hey? Mom, I just can't figure it out. Wasn't that old man called Zhao Erdong yesterday?"
"Who knows?" Han Yanling shook her head and said, "They came back for dinner in the afternoon, and your father said something to me, but I didn't understand."
"What did he say?" Song Xiaoyan asked curiously. Han Yanling frowned and said, "Something about a bull-slaughtering cannon or something. Someone was trying to ruin his reputation and falsely accused him of beating an old cow..."
"Beat Lao Niu?" Song Xiaoyan interrupted her mother and asked, "Isn't that the same as trying to trick our big fool Zhang?"
"Yeah, but your grandfather screwed you over so badly." At this point, Han Yanling smiled and said, "Otherwise, your second uncle wouldn't have been able to become the brigade secretary."
This Han Yanling is the niece of the old man with the pockmarked face, Han Fengren.
Zhao Jun, who was at Han Fengren's house, slept the most soundly. Zhao Jun was very open-minded about what happened today.
Although he did not kill the tiger or become famous, he had a lot of fun dancing the yangge at noon and ate a lot of pig-killing dishes in the evening.
Once the tigress dies, the black tiger will not be able to find a mate and will leave Hu-Niu-Guay on its own.
Since the death of the tigress, the roar of the black tiger on the South Mountain has indeed disappeared.
That means that Zhao Jun’s business in Hansong Fort has been resolved and he can go home tomorrow.
Feeling free and relieved, Zhao Jun slept comfortably.
At this time, under the moonlight, the wind was cold and the branches in the mountains were swaying and rustling.
The black tiger walked on the snow step by step, roaring from time to time.
The black tiger was injured, but the smell and roar it emitted were enough to scare away all the beasts along the way.
The black tiger migrated from Luosha and originally wanted to cross Huniugou, go through Laoyeling and then head to Daxinganling.
But today, the smell of the blood of the two Siberian tigers frightened the black tiger, so much so that it temporarily changed its itinerary and headed back towards Zhangguangcai Ridge.
……
The next day, Zhao Jun got up from the kang very early.
Although the tiger was not killed by Zhao Jun, the Han family still showed enthusiasm for Zhao Jun and their 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 the Song family, Zhao Youcai was sitting on the kang in the east room of the Song family, smoking and bragging with Song Xiangchen and Song Changqing, father and son.
"Dad." Zhao Jun said to Zhao Youcai as he entered the house, "I'm going home now. Can you come with me?"
"Hmm?" Zhao Youcai was startled and asked, "Then why are you in such a hurry?"
After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Song Xiangchen hurriedly called Zhao Jun and said, "Xiao, well...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 arrangements for you."
"No, Uncle Song." Zhao Jun smiled bitterly, "There's a lot of work to do at home, and my mother can't take care of my two sisters at home alone."
Zhao Jun knew that Wang Qiang was at home, but why would he stay there if he had nothing to do?
After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Youcai, who took a puff of his cigarette and said, "I can't leave yet. Their brigade headquarters still wants to give me a certificate of honor."
"Ah..." Hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Zhao Jun casually took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and saw money rolled up in the paper.
"Dad." Zhao Jun said to Zhao Youcai while typing on the paper, "Uncle Han gave all of this to me. Look, isn't it here?"
"I..." In front of the Song family, Zhao Youcai forced himself not to curse.
……
Chu Anmin arrived at the office, sent away his secretary Zhao Ziyang, and was about to make a call to his old friend, Song Shiming, the deputy director of Shanhe TV Station.
By making this call, even if he doesn't call him to death, he will at least extort Song Shiming into 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."
Hearing the question on the other end of the phone, Chu Anmin said, "I looked, I looked, that young man is from our Forestry Bureau... Yes, yes, his name is Zhao Jun... Ah? Who's the first one?"
(End of this chapter)