The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 598

Blind Yang, a figure half a century ago, was suddenly recorded in the pamphlet by Zhao Youcai, so he must have an inseparable relationship with that old man.

Zhao Jun couldn't sleep anymore. He got up from the kang, put the booklet on the pillow, kicked his shoes up and down from the kang, picked up the coat that was on the top of the kang, put it on, and walked out of the room.

At this time, Wang Meilan was already cooking dumplings. The old lady was old, and a dozen or so meat dumplings would be enough for a meal, but Wang Meilan made thirty for her, and the old lady kept the rest for roasted dumplings.

Hearing the commotion, Wang Meilan turned her head and saw Zhao Jun coming out of the house, and hurriedly asked, "Son, why are you up?"

"It's okay." Zhao Jun remembered something, turned around and went back to the back room, Wang Meilan was confused.

Zhao Jun returned to the room, picked up the booklet, and flipped through it from beginning to end.

There are not many pages in this booklet, Zhao Jun flipped through it quickly, and found that Zhao Youcai only marked that page.

At this time, hearing the jingling of the outer room, Zhao Jun hurriedly came out from the back room holding a booklet, and said to Wang Meilan, "Mom, don't worry about it, I'll go."

Wang Meilan had just packed the dumplings in an aluminum lunch box. After listening to what Zhao Jun said, she snapped the lid of the lunch box, then took off her apron and said to Zhao Jun, "Then go quickly, don't mess with it."

"Hey." Zhao Jun agreed with his mouth, quickly entered the east room, went to the kang, opened the kang cabinet and put the booklet back to its original place.

When Zhao Jun came out from the east room, Wang Meilan had already wrapped the aluminum lunch box with an apron.

Zhao Jun came over to pick up the lunch box and said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, I put the little book back. My dad is back, so don't say I found it."

"Ah?" Wang Meilan was startled when she heard the words, but she heard Zhao Jun explain: "Save some face for my dad."

After speaking, Zhao Jun took the lunch box and ran outside the house.

Looking at the back of Zhao Jun leaving, Wang Meilan was right to think about it. He, Zhao Youcai, is quite a grown man, and if he has nothing to do, he would go to his son's room to rummage and look around.

But what Zhao Jun said just now made Wang Meilan feel a little familiar. She thought about it for a while, and remembered that time Li Baoyu went to Yongshengtun to bring back the flower dragon, and when he got home, he said that the flower dragon was lost.

But that night, Zhao Youcai concluded that Hualong had been hidden by Zhao Jun. At that time, Wang Meilan asked him why he didn't tell the truth, and Zhao Youcai said he wanted to save Zhao Jun some face, but the result...

"What kind of moth are these guys going to do!" Wang Meilan's keen intuition concluded that this matter is most likely related to money!

Zhao Jun came out of the house and ran all the way to Lao Jiang's house. When he entered the courtyard and the house, he heard the old lady's voice from the back room: "Who is it?"

"Jiang Nai, me." Zhao Jun replied as he walked towards the bowl rack, "I'll bring you something to eat."

"Hey!"

Hearing the old lady's answer in the back room, Zhao Jun went to the dish rack and took out a large plate, and then went straight into the back room.

When I came in, I saw the old lady sitting on the kang embroidering flowers. Last time she said she would embroider a pair of pillows for Zhao Jun, but the work had not yet been completed.

As soon as Zhao Jun put the plate on the kang table, the old lady moved her butt and leaned over, raised her head and asked Zhao Jun, "What did you get for me?"

"Dumplings." Zhao Jun had already untied the apron bag, opened the lunch box, and poured out almost half of the dumplings.

The dumplings were steaming hot the moment they landed on the plate, but many dumplings were stuck together.

Zhao Jun hurriedly picked up the plate, knocked the edge of the plate on the palm of the other hand, and broke up the lumpy dumplings.

At this time, he picked up the aluminum lunch box again, knocked the lunch box again, and smashed more than ten dumplings in the lunch box.

The old lady supported the kang table with her hands, and when she looked at the dumplings, her eyes lit up, and she asked with a smile, "What kind of stuffing?"

"Wild pork and cabbage." Zhao Jun hurriedly said, "Jiang Nai, I'll get you chopsticks."

Hearing this, the old lady hurriedly raised her hand and pointed out, "There is garlic in the room to the west."

"Hey." Zhao Jun went out and came back after a while. He was holding bowls and chopsticks in his left hand, and bottles of soy sauce and vinegar in his right hand.

"I'll get you garlic right now." Zhao Jun put down his things, then went to the Westinghouse, and pulled a head of garlic from the garlic braid.

When Zhao Jun came back, the old lady had already poured the soy sauce and vinegar into the bowl, picked up a dumpling, rolled it in the seasoning, then picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Oh." Zhao Jun said hurriedly, "It's hot."

When the dumplings entered her mouth, the old lady knew it was hot, but when she grinned at the right corner of her mouth, the dumplings in her mouth went to the right, and then her left lip turned up slightly to dissipate the heat in her mouth.

In the next second, the dumplings were eaten.

"It's okay." The old lady smiled at Zhao Jun: "We used to eat a big pot of rice, and we have all exercised, so we are not afraid of being hot."

Zhao Jun: "..."

Fearing that Zhao Jun would not understand, the old lady explained to Zhao Jun: "There are so many people, why don't you eat it quickly? Who cares if it's hot or not?"

"Yes, yes." Zhao Jun went to the kang, broke off the whole head of garlic with both hands, and then broke off a clove, peeled off the garlic skin in two or three times, then put the garlic cloves into the bowl for the old lady, and asked, "Jiang Nai , you didn’t have lunch at noon?”

"No." The old lady smiled and said, "I have two meals."

Zhao Jun nodded, and didn't speak any more and didn't affect the old lady's meal. The old lady happily ate eight dumplings before slowing down and chatting with Zhao Jun.

The old lady had a pretty good appetite, and she ate up all the sixteen dumplings that Zhao Jun poured on her plate.

Zhao Jun asked her if she could eat any more, and when the old lady shook her head, Zhao Jun poured the leftover dumplings from the lunch box into an empty plate, and said to the old lady, "Jiang Nai, you keep these and bake them before you get hungry."

Unexpectedly, hearing what Zhao Jun said, the old lady shook her head with a smile, and said: "There is still a lot of Xiong Xiazi oil at home, I will fry it and eat it."

"Well, okay." Hearing that the old lady could eat better than himself, Zhao Jun was relieved. He helped Jiang Liu to pick up the table. I'm busy.

Zhao Jun sat back on the kang, and said: "Jiang Nai, take a rest soon, don't tire your eyes."

"Yeah." The old lady responded, and casually brought the needlework to Zhao Jun.

Not to mention, this old lady's hands are really skillful, and the embroidered dragon and phoenix show auspiciousness.

"These two pillowcases are almost finished." The old lady smiled and said, "I'll embroider another pair of pillowcases for you."

"Okay." Zhao Jun was not polite, but only said: "Then don't be tired, pay attention to rest."

The old lady responded, and then asked, "Little one, have you been busy recently?"

"I'm not busy." Zhao Jun asked back, "What's the matter? Jiang Nai, do you have something to do?"

"Ah." The old lady nodded, and said, "Let's go to Guofeng when we have time, and put my old man's land in your place."

"Hey." Zhao Jun was taken aback when he heard it, and hurriedly said, "Jiang Nai, you can just leave the land with you, remember what are you doing here?"

"Can I still farm the land?" The old lady's words stopped Zhao Jun's question, and Jiang Liu immediately said: "I remember you, I don't care, you just get me rations when the time comes."

"This..." Zhao Jun felt a little troubled, and said, "It's easy to talk about rations, it's here..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun didn't go around with the old lady, and said directly: "Is my master Jiang and his nephew not planting?"

Zhao Jun's question was very tactful, but in fact he was asking, doesn't Jiangzhou care about Lao Jiang's land?

"He's such a fart!" The old lady was angry when she mentioned Jiangzhou, and said: "The old man is dead, and my relationship with his nephew is considered broken. I have asked people about this place, and they are all Mine, I will give it to whoever I say."

After finishing speaking, the old lady looked at Zhao Jun and said in silence for two seconds, "Are you afraid of offending him?"

"That's not scary." Hearing what the old lady said, Zhao Jun said: "That's fine, then our mother and I will do this after the festival."

"Hey!" The old lady was happy when she heard it, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "I wanted to find you two days ago, but you have something to go out, so it can't be done."

Zhao Jun smiled and nodded upon hearing this.These days, the land is not worth much, and there is no sale, but Mrs. Jiang and him went to the village to make a record. The land of Lao Jiang's family will belong to Zhao Jun in the future.

In this regard, Zhao Jun did not refuse, after all, there is no difference between him and the old lady.Speaking of which, the three and a half bear galls that the old lady gave him that day were worth much more now.

As for the care of the old lady, even if Old Mrs. Jiang doesn't give Zhao Jun these things, no one will take care of it for her when the old man really grows old. As a relative in the village, Zhao Jun is willing to give her a ride.

It's just that for the old lady, being able to give the land to Zhao Jun was a very happy thing. The old lady grinned happily until Zhao Jun asked her: "Jiang Nai, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" The old lady came back to her senses and said to Zhao Jun, "You ask."

The old lady thought that Zhao Jun was going to ask her about the land, but she didn't expect Zhao Jun to ask her: "Jiang Nai, there used to be a blind man here, do you know?"

"I know." The old lady said: "Isn't that a beard? He's pretty good at shooting... By the way, he also shoots siege, a generation earlier than your grandfather and old boss Xu."

"Siege..." Zhao Jun was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah." The old lady said with a natural expression: "At that time, the conditions were not good. Besides, Huzi was also from the common people, and the ten miles and eight villages were full of relatives. Who can they rob every day? If they don't fight, they what to eat?"

Zhao Jun blinked his eyes when he heard the words, thinking that what he said was really reasonable, and then asked: "Jiang Nai, then he can't let go of the mountain?"

"What?" The old lady couldn't remember these terms very well, so she asked Zhao Jun curiously, "What did you say?"

Zhao Jun patiently explained to the old lady: "It's just to find a stick and release the mountain."

"This..." The old lady pondered for a while, then shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it, but they are quite rich."

This old lady grasped the crux of the problem at once.

rich!

Where did that money come from?

Zhao Jun hurriedly asked: "Jiang Nai, who did Blind Yang belong to at that time?"

"Widow Wang!" The old lady said with an expression of "you don't even know this", "Blind Yang is the gunner under Widow Wang's hands. Foreign guns can shoot roe deer from 100 meters away.”

This is a bit big.But the anecdotes in the world are true or false, and Zhao Jun didn't try to verify them.

The problem is that the widow Wang mentioned by the old lady just now, upon hearing these three words, Zhao Jun was immediately in awe.

This king's widow is not that king's widow.He has a beard and is originally a man, but he is extremely handsome.

In Huzi's business, everyone who is in charge has a nickname. Because of his surname Wang and because of his feminine appearance, the big guy calls him Widow Wang.

Although the Widow Wang has such a nickname, it is said that she is very skillful, which means she is cruel, otherwise she would not be able to control the power of a hundred or so people.

However, Zhao Jun respected him for another reason.

There are mountain animals in the mountains, and island animals on some islands.

In those years, a group of animals from the archipelago invaded our Shenzhou. Although Liu'er was not named a traitor, he acted like a traitor and gave up large areas of black water and white mountains.

However, Dongbei Erlang has never stopped fighting, and some bandits and grass bandits are worthy of being men in the face of national justice.

The widow of the king led her men and horses to join KL, and died a heroic death in just one battle, staining the green hills with blood.

This is a hero, but also a small man, not worthy of being recorded in the history books, but the local people have never forgotten him.

The cottage where he was alive, where seven or eight dilapidated shacks were located, was called the door frame of the widow Wang by the locals, and it became a place name.

Seeing that Zhao Jun was silent, the old lady guessed that he was busy, but she didn't ask any more questions, she just helped Zhao Jun and said, "Little one, don't you talk to that...that..."

After all, she was old, and the old lady couldn't remember the name for a while, so Zhao Jun didn't urge her, so she sat in front of her and waited for the old lady to think slowly.

Just listen to Jiang Liu said: "Just big crotch, why don't you be nice to them?"

"Ah!" Hearing the old lady mention Zhang Yuanmin, Zhao Jun hurriedly said, "Yes, we have a good relationship, what's wrong?"

"His daughter-in-law!" The old lady raised her hand towards Zhao Jun and said, "Is his daughter-in-law surnamed Yang?"

When the old lady mentioned Yang Yufeng again, Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Yes!"

At this time, Zhao Jun had some vague guesses that there might be some relationship between Yang Yufeng and Yang Xiazi.

Zhao Jun also thought that a few days ago, he took Zhang Yuanmin to the Yongxing Brigade to do a side job, and Yang Yufeng often came to his home to help his mother with work.And the female comrades were chatting together, they talked about everything that day, they talked about everything, maybe they talked about that sentence, and Zhao Youcai listened to it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jun got up and rolled up the lunch box with the apron, and said to the old lady: "Jiang Nai, I'm going back, you always pay attention to your body, don't worry about embroidering those, don't tire your eyes."

"Yeah." The old lady smiled at Zhao Jun: "I'm fine and embroidering, you're going back?"

"Yeah." Zhao Jun said: "I still have something to do at home, I'll come to see you some other day."

"No, it's fine." The old lady waved her hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry about me all the time."

Having said that, every time Zhao Jun came, the old lady was very happy.

Zhao Jun said goodbye to the old lady, came out with a lunch box and hurried home. When he got home and entered the house, he found that the house was quiet.

Zhao Jun was afraid that if Wang Meilan fell asleep, he would catch cold if he didn't cover her with the quilt, so he tiptoed into the east room, thinking that if the old lady fell asleep, he would put some clothes on her.

But as soon as Zhao Jun entered the room, he saw Wang Meilan sitting on the kang.At this time, she was cross-legged with her back facing Zhao Jun, holding the booklet in her hand, and was studying it there.

　The widow of the king has her own person. This is a real story in our hometown. Although there is a small loss, it is worthy of righteousness.

　　I haven't been well these few days, but I don't have a fever or anything, I just have a cough, and the cough can't stop.

　　I have been coughing for a long time, and my whole body is in pain. Since this morning, when I cough, I feel cramps in my lower abdomen and ribs. The pain cannot be relieved by lying down. I can only squat down first, and then slow down. Get up slowly.

　　In my early years, I roamed the Far East, roaring through mountains and forests, and was invincible (still boasting...) But I had accumulated too many problems, and I could bear it when I was young.

　　As soon as the weather in the Northeast is cold, I can feel it firsthand. This is also from November, and my update is not very good.To be honest, I feel uncomfortable all day long, and there is no place where it doesn't hurt.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)