sinovels Chapter 1353 The Cheating Son
Chapter 1353 The Cheating Son
Chapter 1353 The Cheating Son
Shanhe TV is very small and has very few programs, and most of the news and current affairs it broadcasts are related to local politics, people's livelihood, and industry.
Although the content is a bit boring, it is precisely because of this that people with a stable job in Shanhe County, as long as they have a TV at home, will pay attention to the evening news on Shanhe TV.
There are many people with stable jobs in Shanhe County, but only a small number of them have a TV at home.
These people are basically at the top level in various government agencies.
Therefore, Zhao Jun's interview had a significant impact on the upper circles in Shanhe County.
As soon as County Chief Luo hung up the phone, Chu Anmin made a call and went to the office of Zhou Chunming, secretary of Yong'an Forest Farm.
"Old Zhou." After hearing Zhou Chunming's call, Chu Anmin asked hurriedly, "Where's Zhao Jun?"
"Zhao Jun?" Zhou Chunming was startled, then said honestly: "He went to Lingnan."
"What did you do in Lingnan?" Chu Anmin's voice suddenly rose a lot. Zhou Chunming was startled and said hurriedly: "Director Chu, the old Fan Zhisheng from our forest farm has left his job.
They were making a big fuss over there, there were three of them. I had no other options, so I kept calling Zhao Jun. I thought we were his family, so I could help him if I could.
"Don't join forces." Chu Anmin listened to Zhou Chunming's explanation patiently, and then said to Zhou Chunming in an unquestionable tone: "Hurry up and call him to come back."
"Ah? OK." Zhou Chunming first accepted the order from the director, and then asked casually: "Director Chu, in which forest area below us are wild animals causing trouble for people again?"
"No." Chu Anmin asked back: "Didn't you watch TV last night?"
"No." Zhou Chunming said: "Director Chu, our forest area production task has not been completed, and I don't usually go home."
At this point, Zhou Chunming suddenly remembered something and asked Chu Anmin, "Oh, Director Chu, I just remembered that we were on TV yesterday, right?"
Zhou Chunming's words made Chu Anmin silent.
Zhou Chunming really didn't know the situation, and asked Chu Anmin: "Director Chu, how about he filming us?"
"Not very good." Chu Anmin said: "We didn't go up, so Zhao Jun went up by himself."
"Ah?" Zhou Chunming was startled, thinking, could it be that Director Chu came here to question him? But Zhao Jun couldn't be blamed for that.
At this time, Chu Anmin continued, "Zhao Jun said a few words, and they were very good."
"What did you say?" Zhou Chunming asked subconsciously.
"That day, there was an old man whose donkey was ripped off by a big claw." Chu Anmin said, "Zhao Jun felt sorry for him, so he secretly put twenty yuan into his pocket. The girl from the TV station asked him what he was crying about, and Zhao Jun said..."
At this point, Chu Anmin softened his voice and said, "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world."
Hearing this, Zhou Chunming on the other end of the phone was stunned.
This was 1988. People had not experienced the bombardment of the Internet or self-media, nor had they seen keyboard warriors' "pointing fingers and making passionate comments."
Therefore, these two sentences of Zhao Jun had a great impact on people.
Although Chu Anmin was alone in the office, he looked serious when he repeated these two sentences.
"This kid..." Zhou Chunming didn't know how to praise Zhao Jun.
"Old Zhou, call Zhao Jun and get him back." Chu Anmin said softly, "County Magistrate Luo just hung up the phone, and he told me that Zhao Jun was deeply moved after watching TV last night."
"County Magistrate Luo?" Zhou Chunming was a little confused, and only heard Chu Anmin continue: "He said that this year's advanced individual in our county was directly given to Zhao Jun."
"Oh my god!" Zhou Chunming was shocked by Chu Anmin's words. It had only been a few days this year and the first person to be promoted had already been decided.
The key is still the county!
Although forestry is the main economic pillar of Shanhe County, not every year someone from the Shanhe Forestry Bureau is named an advanced individual by the county.
"Old Zhou, call him and ask him to come back." Chu Anmin urged Zhou Chunming to recall Zhao Jun again, and said, "Next Monday, ask him to come to the bureau."
"Okay, okay, Director Chu, I got it." Zhou Chunming hung up the phone and hurriedly called Fan Zhisheng who was far away in 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 the fort right away. It just so happens that our mountain technician went to his father-in-law's house today."
Communication is not convenient these days.
Previously, Fan Zhisheng called Yongantun 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 there.
But Fan Zhisheng couldn't call again, so he asked the field technician Hong Wenliang to take his wife back to her parents' home to check.
Hong Wenliang's wife is the daughter of the pockmarked old man Han Fengren. The couple went back to see if Zhao Jun had gone. If he had, they would ask Zhao Jun if he had any difficulties.
When Fan Zhisheng called the Hansongbaozi Brigade Headquarters, the two old men, Song Xiangchen and Han Fengren, were arguing in the brigade headquarters.
When he heard the phone call, Han Guo was busy greeting the two old men and said, "Dad, Uncle Song, stop arguing. There's a phone call."
The two old men stopped arguing, but kept staring at each other.
Han Guozheng picked up the phone and heard the other end ask if it was Secretary Han. Han Guozheng answered and Fan Zhisheng introduced himself.
The two men exchanged a few brief greetings. Fan Zhisheng asked if Hong Wenliang had arrived. Han Guozheng said that his brother-in-law had already arrived and was at his home.
Fan Zhisheng thought about it and didn't look for Hong Wenliang. Instead, he asked Han Guozheng directly, "Secretary Han, um...did Zhao Jun go there?"
"He came, Director Fan." Han Guozheng said, "But he left early in the morning."
"Gone? What did they go for?" Fan Zhisheng was stunned. He didn't think that Zhao Jun could get rid of the three Siberian tigers so quickly.
"He's gone home, Director Fan." Han Guozheng smiled and said, "We originally wanted to keep him for a few days, but he refused, saying that he had something going on at home."
"Have you solved the problem in your fort?" Fan Zhisheng asked. Han Guozheng said, "It's solved, Director Fan."
"Hmm?" Hearing Han Guozheng's words, Fan Zhisheng frowned slightly. If it was Zhao Jun who solved it, Han Guozheng should thank him.
At this time, Han Guo was heard saying, "Three Siberian tigers, two died and one ran away."
"Ouch..." Fan Zhisheng asked in surprise, "Who beat him to death?"
As the production manager in charge of production, Fan Zhisheng was also afraid that the forest area under his jurisdiction would be infested with Siberian tigers or blind bears. Ask which gunner has such ability, so that there will be an extra choice in the future.
But what Fan Zhisheng didn't expect was that Han Guozheng said: "It's Zhao Jun's father, Zhao Youcai."
"Who?" Fan Zhisheng heard clearly, but he was a little bit unconvinced. He smiled and said, "Zhao Youcai? Did he go with Zhao Jun?"
"No, he was brought here by Uncle Song from our fort." Han Guozheng said, "Zhao Youcai is quite powerful. I heard from our militia that he was killed by the two tigers as soon as he entered the ditch."
"You've got to be killed, Secretary Han?" Fan Zhisheng said in disbelief, "Zhao Jun beat him to death, right? How could it be Zhao Youcai?"
"It's really Zhao Youcai." Han Guozheng said: "Zhao Youcai, the tiger-fighting king."
"Ah?" Fan Zhisheng didn't hear clearly this time, and then asked: "Who is this king?"
He thought Han Guozheng was talking about two people just now.
"It's the Tiger-Slaying Heavenly King, Zhao Youcai." Han Guozheng said: "The Tiger-Slaying Heavenly King is Zhao Youcai's nickname."
At this point, Han Guozheng was still a little puzzled and asked: "Director Fan, it turns out that you are all from the same forest area, didn't you know?"
"Come on, ha ha ha..." Fan Zhisheng laughed with a hint of sarcasm, and said, "You still call him the Tiger-Fighting King? His nickname is the Bull-Slaughtering Cannon!"
"Ah?" Han Guozheng was stunned. He glanced at Han Fengren and Song Xiangchen and asked uncertainly, "Director Fan, is it wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Fan Zhisheng said, "Just a month before I came, he went up the mountain and was killed by someone who was trapping a large blue bull and mistook it for a sika deer."
Han Guozheng: “…”
At this time, Fan Zhisheng continued, "After that, he ran away. The traitor found the leader, and the leader found me. I even went up the mountain to handle the matter for him."
After Fan Zhisheng said this, Han Guozheng had no choice but to believe it.
At this time, Fan Zhisheng asked Han Guozheng again, "Secretary Han, was it Zhao Jun who killed the tiger, and his father took over?"
For Fan Zhisheng, he would rather the tiger was killed by Zhao Jun, after all, he was the one who invited Zhao Jun.
"This..." After hearing what Fan Zhisheng said, Han Guozheng became a little uncertain.
……
At this time, the Zhao father and son were at the market outside Beishan Fort in Wudaogou.
Zhao Youcai passed by here and insisted on having a bowl of barley porridge. Zhao Jun couldn't persuade him, so he had to carry his father to the porridge stall.
It was still three cents a bowl and five cents for two bowls. Zhao Youcai put down five cents and asked for two bowls, and generously treated Zhao Jun to some barley porridge.
Although I had just eaten, it was so cold outside and it was always good to have a bowl of hot porridge to warm my body.
But when Zhao Jun saw that the bowl was not washed, he couldn't drink it.
Zhao Youcai didn't care about that. He gulped down half a bowl of porridge, then loudly asked the old lady who was running the porridge stall, "Old lady, aren't there fewer people drinking porridge today?"
"Yeah." The old lady pursed her lips and said, "Half of the pot is sold out before this time every day."
"Do you know why?" 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 market has started over at Hansongbaozi."
"Ah?" The old lady was startled, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Hansong Fort, and said in surprise: "Don't they have Tiger Mother over there?"
"Let me beat you to death, hehe..." Zhao Youcai, who had been preparing for a long time, finally said what he wanted to say.
"What?" Not only the old lady was surprised, but also the people drinking porridge and resting their feet on the long bench nearby were staring at Zhao Youcai in amazement.
Normally, Zhao Youcai was a very taciturn person. But at this moment, Zhao Youcai hated himself for not having the ability of Li Ruhai.
Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun, wanting his son to help him say something, but at this time Zhao Jun hugged his shoulders, tilted his head, and looked at the top of the big willow tree.
"What's the point of raising this son?" Zhao Youcai complained in his heart, then looked at everyone, and finally said to the old lady: "The day before yesterday, I was drinking porridge at your place, and I met the old man Han from their fortress."
"Ah, Han Damazi!" The old lady seemed to have remembered something and looked at Zhao Youcai and said, "Aren't there quite a few tigers in Sidaogou? Did you kill them all?"
"I killed two yesterday and scared away one." Zhao Youcai said this and sipped a mouthful of porridge from the bowl. From his mouth, killing tigers seemed as easy as drinking porridge.
"You are really good then." The old lady praised Zhao Youcai casually. Before Zhao Youcai could finish his words, the old lady said with emotion: "In the past, there were tigers on every hill in our area."
"Really?" A woman sitting next to Zhao Youcai asked, "Why haven't I heard about it?"
"You are so young, what can you have heard?" An old lady with a child on another bench said, "I heard from my father that in the past, we had to go from our fort to the Hansong fort. It was so far and narrow that it took five or six people to go together. It was impossible to go alone."
"Is it so weird?" someone asked. The old lady nodded and said, "What are you thinking? Five or six people are walking together. A tiger jumps out of the ditch and it says it will drag someone away, so it will drag someone away."
"Yeah!" The old lady selling corn porridge pointed with her spoon in the direction of Wudaogou and said, "This ditch is full of human bones, wild boar bones, and roe deer bones that tigers have gnawed on. When the dog days come, the stench is so bad that it chokes your nose."
"What happened to the tigers later?" was the questioner Zhao Jun, who was also attracted by the scenes 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 beating tigers."
"I know, ma'am." Zhao Jun said, "Isn't it just fighting the tiger general?"
"Yes, it's him." The old lady nodded and said, "That guy is really wicked. He becomes a tiger in just a few days."
As she spoke, the old lady knocked the lid of the stew pot twice with the spoon in her hand and said, "My father told me that if a tiger lay at the bottom of a ditch, the man surnamed Guo would lay on top and walk through it without being afraid at all."
"Who is that guy?" At this time, a man in his forties next to him said, "He is a tiger-fighting general! If he only needs one more tiger, he will have beaten a hundred!"
After everyone discussed this, the topic brought up by Zhao Youcai was instantly suppressed.
Zhao Youcai looked at the people around him helplessly. From this, we can see that Zhao Youcai has a very awkward personality. He clearly wants to show himself in front of others, but he is embarrassed to show it too deliberately.
Of course, it was also because he was not proficient in his business.
If Li Ruhai were here, he could grab everyone's attention with just one sentence, and then talk eloquently without letting his words fall to the ground.
Zhao Jun pursed his lips and glanced at his father. Seeing Zhao Youcai's conflicted look, the corners of Zhao Jun's mouth rose slightly.
"Ouch!" Zhao Jun turned around suddenly, pretending to be surprised and looking at Zhao Youcai, saying: "My man, I just brought you here, and you didn't say you were going to kill tigers. You can kill two tigers, so you are quite brave."
Zhao Jun's shout instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Ah, it's okay, haha." Zhao Youcai, who was holding the bowl, responded with a smile, and looked at Zhao Jun with his eyes, as if saying, "Good boy."
"What's your last name?" Zhao Jun extended his hand to Zhao Youcai and said, "We know each other. If there are any troublemakers in our village, we will look for you."
When Zhao Jun said this, everyone around him 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 family is from Lingxi. If you go to Shibadaogangzi or Yong'an Forest District and ask for Zhao Youcai, you will know me."
At this time, Zhao Youcai did not dare to mention the Tiger-Fighting King, because the people next to him had just finished discussing the Tiger-Fighting General, and the middle-aged man even said that the Tiger-Fighting General had killed ninety-nine tigers in his life.
Zhao Youcai's battle record is only marginally better than that of his son. How can he have the nerve to compare himself with others?
But he had a good son, so Zhao Jun asked loudly: "Master Zhao, you see that Guo Wei is called the Tiger Fighting General, and you have a Tiger Subduing General in Lingxi, so do you have a nickname?"
Zhao Youcai: "..."
(End of this chapter)