The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1938 Zhao Youcai's son, have you peed yet?

Chapter 1938 Zhao Youcai: Son, have you peed yet?

When Zhao Jun stormed off to Zhao Youcai, Zhao Youcai was hurriedly fastening his trousers.

Today he shot the bear in the head again, but after killing the bear, Zhao Youcai was in a dazed state.

He stood there for a while, and when he came to his senses, Zhao Youcai hurriedly unzipped his pants to see how wet his underwear was.

Fortunately, there was only a small, egg-sized stain at the very front of my underwear.

It's because it was so scared of the bear that it peed itself!

Thanks to Zhao Youcai's timely outburst, which dispelled the urge to urinate, an irreversible tragedy was averted.

Zhao Youcai breathed a sigh of relief. If he had been so scared by the bear that he wet his pants, he would have simply disappeared into the woods and never returned.

It's just this one wet spot; it'll dry in a little while.

Just as Zhao Youcai was pulling up his pants, he heard his son call out "Dad".

Zhao Youcai fastened his pants, found a tree branch nearby, sat down with an air of authority, placed his Type 56 semi-automatic rifle beside him, and then reached into his pocket, only to find it empty.

Zhao Youcai blinked his small eyes. Just then, he remembered that he had wanted to smoke up there and had even taken the cigarette out of the pack. But when the big black bear roared, it scared the cigarette and the pack off the ground.

Just then, another cry of "Dad!" came from behind. Zhao Youcai responded with a whistle and struck a pose, waiting for Zhao Jun to arrive.

He held that pose for more than five minutes before Zhao Jun arrived.

Zhao Youcai shone his flashlight on the face, revealing a face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

"Son, come here!" Knowing he was in the wrong, Zhao Youcai was quite polite. He raised his hand and beckoned to Zhao Jun, saying, "I killed that black bear with my knocks. Go and gut it, and then take out its gallbladder."

Zhao Jun didn't say anything upon hearing this, but walked straight up to Zhao Youcai and looked him up and down.

"Hehe." Facing Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai smiled and said, "Dad shot it again today, 'crack!' and smashed its head to pieces... Hey?"

As Zhao Youcai was speaking, he suddenly saw Zhao Jun turn and leave. Zhao Youcai's expression changed, and he quickly stood up and called out, "Son, son! Where are you going?"

At this moment, Zhao Jun walked quickly, muttering his dissatisfaction with Zhao Youcai as he went: "What a show-off he is today! I don't know how he can show off anymore!"

Zhao Jun was genuinely angry; he wasn't even this angry when Zhao Youcai beat the cow and ran away, and Zhao Jun took the blame for him.

If anything were to happen to Zhao Youcai today, Zhao Jun wouldn't be able to face Wang Meilan and her sisters, and he himself wouldn't be able to get over it in his heart. It's safe to say he'll never be able to resolve this knot in his heart for the rest of his life.

So Zhao Jun was very angry. After confirming that Zhao Youcai was safe and sound, Zhao Jun decided in a fit of anger to drive home himself, leaving Zhao Youcai alone there.

Seeing that Zhao Jun was about to walk away, Zhao Youcai hurriedly chased after him.

"Son! Son!" Zhao Youcai chased after Zhao Jun, calling out as he went, but Zhao Jun remained unmoved. The faster Zhao Youcai chased, the faster Zhao Jun ran.

Zhao Youcai jogged a few steps, caught up with Zhao Jun, and grabbed his arm.

"Eldest son!" Zhao Youcai suddenly shouted, startling Zhao Jun.

In Northeast China, parents refer to their daughters as "eldest daughter" and "second daughter." However, it's rare for parents to refer to their sons as "eldest son" and "second son."

They usually call the eldest, the second eldest, and the youngest one "Lao Geda" (meaning "oldest one"), or they might use a nickname.

As for "eldest son" and "youngest son," these are terms of endearment. In particular, the term "eldest son" carries a stronger emotional connotation, and parents only use it when the child is very young.

These days, parents are more reserved in expressing their feelings for their children; calling their eldest son is equivalent to calling him their precious baby.

In Zhao Jun's memory, Wang Meilan always called him that when he was little. And when she chatted with others and mentioned Zhao Jun, she would always say, "My eldest son, this and that."

But Zhao Youcai was different. When he mentioned Zhao Jun or spoke to Zhao Jun, he always addressed him by his full name. Only when he was particularly happy would he call him "son."

This was the first time in Zhao Jun's two lifetimes that he had heard Zhao Youcai call him that. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he stopped in his tracks.

At this moment, Zhao Youcai came over, grabbed Zhao Jun with a smile, and said, "Son, why are you still arguing with your father? Come on, let's see if your father can beat that black bear."

As he spoke, Zhao Youcai pushed and pulled Zhao Jun toward the dead black bear. As they walked, Zhao Youcai said sweet words, "My eldest son is thinking of me. I always keep that in mind."

"Don't talk like that!" Zhao Jun said irritably, "I don't like listening to that."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youcai's face darkened, but realizing this was not the time to turn hostile, he quickly added, "Let's open this black bear's mouth, and then we'll pack up and go home."

Zhao Youcai felt there was nothing wrong with what he said, but Zhao Jun got angry. He shook off Zhao Youcai's hand and said angrily, "What? What are you doing? It's so late at night, isn't that dangerous? What if something happens?"

"Oh dear, what could possibly happen?" Zhao Youcai laughed. "Son, don't you know your dad? He's the top gunman in this forest area."

Hearing this, Zhao Jun was even more displeased and immediately said, "What do you mean, 'boss'? He was trembling with fear on the blockhouse..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhao Youcai interrupted Zhao Jun sharply, saying, "What the hell are you spouting? What the hell am I afraid of?"

As soon as Zhao Youcai finished speaking, Zhao Jun groped his buttocks. Before Zhao Youcai could react, Zhao Jun groped his inner thigh.

"You little brat, are you trying to die?!" The change from "eldest son" to "little brat" is enough to show the huge emotional fluctuations in Zhao Youcai.

"Let me check if you've wet your pants," Zhao Jun muttered under his breath. "I was thinking of scaring the bear so badly that he wet his pants."

"You son of a bitch..." Zhao Youcai raised his leg and slapped Zhao Jun's butt. Before he could say anything more, Zhao Jun turned around and walked back angrily.

As Zhao Jun walked, he shouted, "Go back by yourself! When you get back, see how my mom deals with you!"

"Son!" Zhao Youcai instantly changed his attitude, chased after Zhao Jun, grabbed him, and said with a laugh, "What are you doing? How old is your dad? You're still playing games with him?"

Zhao Jun: "..."

Zhao Youcai is even resorting to moral blackmail.

The father and son went back and walked to the black bear carcass. By the light of the pine torches, they gutted the bear.

The bear died belly up, but you could see filth between its legs.

Based on Zhao Youcai's experience, he immediately deduced what had happened.

“Son, we’re not coming. The bear doesn’t have much of a chance to survive anyway,” Zhao Youcai said. “But if we’re going to squat in that shack, it’ll be pointless to do it all night.”

Upon hearing Zhao Youcai's words, Zhao Jun, who was picking out bear gallbladders, only glanced at him but said nothing.

Normally, if his son ignored him like this, Zhao Youcai would have already cursed him out.

But at this moment, Zhao Youcai cursed inwardly, then smiled at Zhao Jun and said, "Son, this courage belongs to both of us. Keep all the money from the sale. Buy yourself a set of clothes, and buy your wife a couple more. The rest you two can save for my grandson."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun's lips twitched, and he looked up at Zhao Youcai, asking, "Who's in charge of our family?"

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was taken aback by Zhao Jun's question, and then Zhao Jun continued, "In our family, my mother is the head of the household. How much this bear gall bladder sells for is entirely up to my mother, isn't it?"

In rural areas these days, this is the custom. A family with a thousand members is headed by one person, and everyone listens to the head of the household.

Once the bear gall is sold, it's up to Wang Meilan to decide how to handle the money. Zhao Youcai is just babbling on here; his word doesn't count. Who is he trying to fool?

Hearing Zhao Jun say this, Zhao Youcai gritted his teeth. Seeing Zhao Jun remove the bear gallbladder, Zhao Youcai changed the subject, asking Zhao Jun, "Son, how about we cut off the two legs and carry them back?"

"What are you carrying around in the middle of the night?" Zhao Jun said irritably. "You should just go home!"

Zhao Jun preferred to rush home overnight and arrive in the middle of the night rather than stay in the mountains.

"Going home is fine, why are you getting so upset?" Zhao Youcai's tone was full of grievance, but this was just a strategic retreat, hoping that Zhao Jun would not complain to Wang Meilan.

What Zhao Youcai didn't know was that Zhao Jun hated him to the core.

The father and son carried torches as they walked home. Along the way, Zhao Youcai kept trying to find topics to talk to Zhao Jun, but for every ten sentences he said, Zhao Jun couldn't even respond to five.

Suddenly, Zhao Youcai caught a glimpse of red out of the corner of his eye.

When Zhao Youcai turned around, Zhao Jun was already walking away with his torch.

Zhao Youcai hurriedly pushed his flashlight aside and shone it over. When he saw the sixth-rank Ye from the Bai family gang, who was tied with a red rope, Zhao Youcai was overjoyed and shouted, "Bangchui! Bangchui!"

His shout startled Zhao Jun.

Startled, Zhao Jun realized what Zhao Youcai had shouted, but he didn't believe it.

In the pitch black, without a red hammer, how can you tell what a club is?

At this moment, Zhao Jun thought that Zhao Youcai was deliberately trying to make him talk too much.

"What are you yelling for? You scared me!" But when Zhao Jun turned around, he saw the jujube seedlings covered by the flashlight beam.

"Duh!" Zhao Youcai urged Zhao Jun again. Realizing what was happening, Zhao Jun quickly replied, "What grade of leaves?"

"Six-grade leaves!" Zhao Youcai said, and Zhao Jun was secretly delighted. He asked, "How many seedlings?"

"They're everywhere!" Zhao Youcai shouted the last sentence, then called to Zhao Jun, "Son, come quick! Look, these large, sixth-grade leaves are really good!"

When Zhao Jun went over to take a look, he knew that the Bai family had left the ginseng behind because they hadn't finished carrying it.

"Son, come quick!" Zhao Youcai grabbed Zhao Jun's arm, startling Zhao Jun. Then Zhao Youcai said, "Kneel down quickly, let's pay our respects to the mountain."

Zhao Jun: "..."

"Hurry up!" Seeing that Zhao Jun hadn't moved, Zhao Youcai urged, "Kneel down and kowtow quickly."

"Why should I kowtow!" Zhao Jun, who came from a self-taught background, was already annoyed by this, especially since he was still angry with Zhao Youcai. Zhao Jun angrily shook off Zhao Youcai's hand and said, "You can kowtow here, I'm going back!"

"So pretty!" Zhao Youcai didn't dare to curse loudly, nor did he pay any attention to the sixth-grade seedling. He just quickly followed Zhao Jun.

Upon reaching the shack, Zhao Youcai saw Zhao Jun carrying a set of luggage and asked, "Where's my bedding?"

"Where did you throw it?" Zhao Jun asked back. Zhao Youcai blinked his small eyes and then remembered that he had thrown away his luggage roll when he charged.

Zhao Youcai grumbled as he followed Zhao Jun up the slope.

At the same time, a large brown bear crossed the stone embankment, passed under Zhao Jiabang's lookout tower, and continued along the sled trail.

After half a day of digestion, the brown bear's belly was no longer so bloated. Regaining its mobility, the brown bear caught a whiff of the black bear's scent carried by the mountain breeze.

The large brown bear got up and followed the scent to hunt down the black bear.

Meanwhile, the Zhao family father and son were heading up the slope, with Zhao Jun leading the way with a torch and Zhao Youcai following closely behind.

When Zhao Jun passed Zhao Youcai's luggage roll, he stopped. Zhao Youcai, who was following behind, thought that his son would carry his luggage again.

To Zhao Youcai's utter surprise, Zhao Jun turned around and kicked the roll of luggage.

Zhao Youcai: "..."

After kicking, Zhao Jun felt his anger subside considerably, and he turned and walked back up the slope.

As soon as Zhao Jun left, the light went out. Zhao Youcai pushed the flashlight aside, slung his luggage over his shoulder, and then shone the flashlight forward, revealing a cigarette box lying on the ground.

Zhao Youcai went over and picked up the cigarette box. When he looked up, Zhao Jun had already climbed onto the sled track.

"That little brat!" Zhao Youcai muttered, taking out a cigarette and putting it in his mouth.

He put the remaining cigarettes in his pocket, and as he went to get matches, he shone his flashlight forward.

In the photo, Zhao Youcai vaguely saw a large object pass by.

"Holy crap!" Zhao Youcai didn't even bother with his cigarette anymore. He spat out the cigarette, took out his gun, and charged forward.

As Zhao Youcai climbed the ploughing track, he saw a large brown bear rushing straight at Zhao Jun.

Seeing this, Zhao Youcai threw the flashlight hard at the big brown bear.

As the flashlight flew up and the beam of light flashed, Zhao Youcai brought the gun to Zhao's face.

At this moment, Zhao Jun was still completely unaware that the light from the pine torches could not reach very far. After climbing the slope, he did not think much about it and turned right directly towards the jeep.

At that time, the big brown bear was less than 20 meters away from Zhao Jun. Even if the bear was blind, it could still see Zhao Jun.

The next second, the brown bear became murderous.

The bear was too close, so it made a decisive move.

The 20-meter distance was covered in just a few steps by the large brown bear. At this moment, it was only three or four meters away from Zhao Jun. Suddenly, the large brown bear pounced and charged straight at Zhao Jun.

"Hmph!" A bear's roar suddenly sounded behind him, and Zhao Jun instinctively turned around. Seeing a large brown bear pouncing on him, Zhao Jun was terrified and took two steps back before falling backward.

"It's over!" Just as this thought flashed through Zhao Jun's mind, a "bang" was heard, and a streak of blood shot out from the brown bear's forehead.

The shot went into the back of the brown bear's head, shattering its skull and killing it instantly!

The large brown bear, which had pounced, landed on the ground, its mangled head less than ten centimeters from Zhao Jun's feet.

The moment the tattered bear head hit the ground, blood and brain matter splattered all over Zhao Jun's shoe.

Zhao Jun trembled violently, staring fearfully at the fallen brown bear. He tossed the torch aside; the flame weakened considerably once it touched the ground.

And on the ground behind the brown bear's rear end, a glowing flashlight lay there all alone.

Zhao Youcai came up from behind, picked up the flashlight, and ran towards Zhao Jun.

"Son! Son!" This time it was Zhao Youcai's turn to be afraid. He only had this one son. If anything happened to Zhao Jun, not to mention whether Wang Meilan would forgive him, Zhao Youcai couldn't bear it.

Reaching Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai knelt down on one knee to support him, saying, "Son, it didn't touch you, did it?"

Zhao Jun looked at Zhao Youcai and subconsciously shook his head.

Zhao Youcai carefully examined Zhao Jun from top to bottom. Seeing that Zhao Jun hadn't been injured by the bear, Zhao Youcai finally felt relieved.

But then, Zhao Youcai seemed to remember something and reached out to touch Zhao Jun's inner thigh.

Zhao Jun: "..."