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The mute was amazed at Zhao Xiaohu's supernatural power, and did not forget to pick up the beloved old rattan slingshot that Xiao Huzi had thrown away, and followed the little Huzi who was carrying the big wild boar. How much patience, let's see how far the little tiger can carry a big wild boar weighing hundreds of catties?

A wild boar weighing hundreds of catties weighed on Zhao Xiaohu's body. Little Huzi walked out of the woods with difficulty, hunched over and gritted his teeth. He didn't put down the wild boar. He knew that the dumb brother Li was testing him to see if he could carry the wild boar. How far.

After all, the physical strength of a small person is limited. When Zhao Xiaohu carried the wild boar down the mountain and walked 100 meters, he felt a sudden lightness on his shoulder when he was so weak that his feet slipped and he was about to fall. The little tiger was stunned. Hugging the big wild boar from his shoulders was as effortless as hugging a pillow and walking like flying.

"Brother Li, you are so powerful." Zhao Xiaohu admired the mute from the bottom of his heart, and finally saw what there are mountains beyond the mountains, and the sky beyond the sky, and what is the strong within the strong. In Tujia Mountain Village, his slingshot is the best. Okay, but it was overshadowed by the dumb Lige's bow and arrow, so in a fit of anger, Zhao Xiaohu threw the slingshot away, and he yearned for the day when he could use the crossbow as bravely as the dumb Lige.

The mute couldn't speak, and he held the big wild boar he had hunted in both hands, and he couldn't spare his hands to make gestures, so he let the little tiger worship him all the way to the end.

Mute carried the big wild boar to the village head Zhao Yongli's hut. Village head Zhao and several film directors had already grilled the hare meat and prepared sweet potato wine, and waited with Liu Jun and Meng Ting for the dumb and Zhao Xiaohu to come back eat lunch.

Zhao Yongli saw with his own eyes the dumb man who was covered in blood but carried a big wild boar on such a long mountain road without breathing. The feat of the mute hunting and killing the big wild boar is vividly described, and Zhao Yongli and several elderly film directors are shocked that the mute is a god-like existence.

When Dumb and Zhao Xiaohu went hunting in the mountains, Zhao Yongli had already agreed with several film directors that according to Liu Jun's idea, he would contract the development rights of the entire barren mountains belonging to Tujia Mountain Village to Lijun Company for development and management. One-third of the shares will be purchased with the village collective land use right, which will be developed by Lijun Company.

Under the instruction of Liu Jun, the agreement of intent for tourism development of Tujia Mountain was drafted by Mengting and signed after friendly negotiation between the two parties. Lijun Company will fund and manage the Tujiashan Branch of Lijun Industrial Development Co., Ltd. Foreign trade will be managed locally by the branch.

Liu Jun never dreamed that a trip to Qingfeng Mountain with Mengting turned out to be a good deal without spending much money. Lijun Company has not yet officially opened, and it will open a Tujia Mountain branch. Good people have good rewards, and life It's that amazing.

At Village Chief Zhao’s house, there is delicious hare meat, some wild vegetables dug from the mountains, oil and rice brought from the city, and local sweet potato wine brewed by the villagers in hospitable manner. Liu Jun, Village Chief Zhao Yongli and several An elderly film director drank happily, like a family.

In the afternoon, Village Chief Zhao Yongli personally took Liu Jun, Meng Ting and Mute to the surrounding area of ​​the mountain, inspected the old reservoir built during the Cultural Revolution, and learned about the existing and emerging water in the dense forest on the top of the mountain. Some national-level protected animals.

Due to the difficult roads in the Tujia Mountains, and the fact that the Tujia Mountain Village is guarded by tough villagers like Zhao Yongli who killed the Japanese devils, several outsiders who returned to the Tujia Mountain Forest to poach had their hands and feet broken. Since then, no one dared to go to Tujia Mountain. Jiashan steals pigs.

In addition to hunting some common animals in the forest such as pheasants, hares, and wild boars that can be hunted, the villagers of Tujia Mountain will not attack wild animals such as golden monkeys and South China tigers that are protected by the state. Killing the red-headed document of the country's animal protection, **'s good environmental protection policy has been implemented quite well in Tujia Mountain Village, where Zhao Yongli is the village head.

During the inspection in the afternoon, Liu Jun, Zhao Yongli, Dumb, and Mengting walked and discussed, and put forward a lot of good suggestions on how to build a red tourist attraction. Everyone talked more and more speculatively, and they were full of prospects for the future development of Tujia Mountain. expect.

When the village chief Zhao Yongli accompanied Liu Jun and others to inspect Tujia Mountain all afternoon, he had arranged for several film directors to divide up the big wild boar shot by the mute. .

The roasted wild pork was made by Zhao Xiaohu at home all afternoon, and it tasted good. Adding a plate of wild rabbit meat left over at noon, fried with some wild vegetables, and served with sweet potato wine, it was also a treat for the villagers. It is the standard for entertaining distinguished guests.

During the dinner, Zhao Yongli drank a lot, and because the mute didn't have to drive, he and Liu Jun accompanied Village Chief Zhao to drink sweet potato wine.

Zhao Xiaohu, a boy from the mountain village, like his grandfather, can also drink, but Mengting stops him from drinking more, saying that it is not good for children to drink too much.

The meat and bones left over from dinner were thrown to the waiting big yellow dog Huahua. Before he knew it, he drank up a jar of wine, and when he served a small jar of sweet potato wine, Zhao Yongli talked a lot. The fierce battle of the Japanese devils, recalling the feats of youthful vigor and vigorousness back then, I couldn't help sighing, Liu Jun and Mengting also sighed.

After talking about beating the Japanese devils, Village Chief Zhao, who was blushing, filled the bowls of Liu Jun and Dumb with wine, and stood up suddenly. up.

Holding his wooden bowl filled with sweet potato wine in both hands, Zhao Yongli looked at the portrait of Dongfanghong in the middle of the thatched cottage, his voice was a little trembling, and there were tears in his eyes, and he said emotionally: "Ah Jun, in my whole life, I will kill you!" I lived with Japanese devils, led villagers to dig reservoirs, and worked on proletarian culture. In the Great Revolution, apart from being poor and asking God, I didn’t do anything wrong with my conscience. It has always been a pity that the villagers elected me as the village head, but I did not lead the villagers to the bright road of becoming rich and well-off, and missed many opportunities for development. Now that you are here, the villagers have hope again, and I will fight my old man Bones, we must promote the village tourism industry.”

Holding the wine bowl, Liu Jun was deeply moved. Village Chief Zhao was dedicated to serving the people, and for the selfless mind of Village Chief Zhao, he would try his best to change the poverty of Tujia Mountain Village, and said: "Old man, don't worry, let me tell you what to do." I won’t say much about the village’s tourism business, we will arrange people to follow up after we return to the city.”

Zhao Yongli nodded and said, "I can rest assured about this. With the love from Ah Jun, Ali, and Tingting, I believe that in the near future, Tujia Mountain Village will have a new look."

Holding the wine bowl, Liu Jun was full of pride: "Old man, I believe that a good life can be created with our hardworking hands."

"Ah Jun, Ah Li, after drinking this bowl of wine, I have something to ask." Zhao Yongli touched Liu Jun with the wine bowl, and drank it down with a very solemn expression.

Not knowing what Village Chief Zhao would ask for, Liu Jun and the mute quickly drank the wine in their bowls and said seriously, "Old man, please tell me if you have anything to say."