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Chapter 1,157. The fleeing cow-slaughtering cannon(1/2)

Wang Meilan was a little confused. She had been with Zhao Youcai for twenty-five years, and this was the first time she saw Zhao Youcai like this.

"Keep your voice down." Wang Meilan glanced towards the west room. She thought Zhao Weipeng hadn't gotten up yet. But when she looked at Zhao Youcai again, she saw that he still had his hands clasped in front of his chest. Wang Meilan couldn't help but feel pity and didn't ask any questions immediately.

Why did Zhao Youcai ask for money? He just said to him: "Just wait, I will get it for you."

Zhao Youcai put down his hands and stood there only nodding but saying nothing.

Wang Meilan entered the east room and came out with the money in less than two minutes. When she handed the money to Zhao Youcai, Wang Meilan wanted to say something, but saw Zhao Youcai grabbing the money and walking out.

"I..." Wang Meilan chased her to the door and saw the lights of the jeep outside the courtyard were on.

Wang Meilan stopped, guessing that Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng were going up the mountain to pay for the cattle. As for the five hundred yuan she wanted to pay, Wang Meilan thought they would pay half of it each.

Thinking of this, Wang Meilan turned around and ran into the house. She didn't want Zhao Weipeng, who was a guest at home, to lose money.

Zhao Youcai went out and got into the car. The first thing he said while sitting in the passenger seat was: "Why is it so cold in this car?"

"It's cold outside, brother." Zhao Weipeng saw a wad of money in Zhao Youcai's hand, and handed over the money in his hand.

"Brother, this is five hundred. Do you...do you have enough?" Zhao Weipeng asked: "If it's not enough, I still have more than one hundred in my pocket."

"That's enough!" After Zhao Youcai took the money, he put the two piles of money together into his pocket, then raised his hand forward and said, "Let's go quickly, or the two tenants should go down the mountain."

"Yeah!" Zhao Weipeng heard this, started the car and drove away.

These two people, one is Er Gudong and the other is a big boss, they are not ordinary people. However, they were calculated mentally but not intentionally, and Zhao Jun's words deceived them.

When Wang Meilan came out of the house with 500 yuan, she couldn't even see the car's taillights.

Zhao Jun had a really good sleep, and he slept until dawn without plugging his ears. The little lynx also slept well.

When it was past four-thirty, the little lynx got up and teased the little black bear for a while, and then jumped up on Zhao Jun's chest.

When it fell on Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun woke up in a daze. He stretched out his hand to pull the little lynx off his body, and felt the little lynx jump out. Then the little guy started parkour on the kang.

.

"Oh my God!" Zhao Jun was instantly startled. He thought Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng were there. If the little lynx ran like this, wouldn't it be stepped on by them?

But when Zhao Jun got up, he felt something was wrong. He reached out and turned on the light, and sure enough, he was alone on the kang.

Zhao Jun was stunned. It's not surprising that Zhao Youcai started early. Zhao Weipeng shouldn't!

Zhao Jun hurriedly put on his clothes and went to the ground. When he came out of the house, he saw Wang Meilan alone. Zhao Jun quickly asked Wang Meilan, "Mom, where are my father and the others?"

"It seems like we are going up a mountain." Wang Meilan said.

"Going up the mountain?" Zhao Jun said: "Mom, why did you let them go up the mountain?"

"No." Wang Meilan suddenly became happy, and then said: "They seem to have gone up the mountain to pay people and cows."

"Aren't you going to sacrifice the cow?" Zhao Jun subconsciously took two steps towards the door. When he looked out the window, he saw darkness outside.

"Mom, how did you know that they went to pay Lao Niu?" Zhao Jun asked: "Can't they go hunting again?"

"No way." Wang Meilan said with a smile: "Your father left me here and took away five hundred yuan. I guess the two of them and their families will pay half of it."

"Ah..." After hearing what Wang Meilan said, Zhao Jun asked: "Mom, my dad told you that he wants money to compensate people?"

"That's not true." Wang Meilan slowed down and murmured, "He just said he wanted five hundred yuan."

"Mom, then you gave it to him?" Zhao Jun asked in surprise.

These days, five hundred yuan is not a small amount. Even for Zhao Jun, Wang Meilan would give it to him every time he went home to get money, but Zhao Jun had to give him a reason.

"Uh..." Wang Meilan clicked her eyes. She couldn't describe to her son how Zhao Youcai cared about the money she asked for, so she only said: "I thought he was compensating others for not being prepared, so I gave it to him.

"

Speaking of this, Wang Meilan asked Zhao Jun, "Why would he go out so early and ask for money?"

"Oh!" Zhao Jun sighed after hearing this and said, "It's useless for them to be together. If they are to be recognized, why should I take the blame for them yesterday?"

"Son, what's going on?" Wang Meilan was busy cooperating with Zhao Jun last night. She still doesn't know what happened, but she believes that her son can handle these things.

Zhao Jun pulled Xiao Mazha to sit down and told Wang Meilan exactly what happened yesterday.

After Wang Meilan heard this, she slapped Zhao Jun on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You kid, why are you so loud?"

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Jun laughed and said: "I was so angry yesterday. How could they be like this? After beating someone else's cow, these two ran away."

"Okay." Wang Meilan smiled and waved her hand, saying: "These two people are quite kind. I saw them yesterday. When you told them to drive them away, your father's little eyes were so clicky that they were not.

I’m thinking about it.”

"Oh, Mom, don't protect him anymore." Zhao Jun grinned and spread his hands: "My uncle Zhao's shooting skills... I dare say, my father killed that old cow alone, and then he staggered

The poles and the garden were all set up by him."

"Haha..." Wang Meilan also laughed, and then said: "My son can't say that. I understand your dad. Your dad can run away, but he will definitely be able to give money to others later."

With that said, Wang Meilan got up from the four-legged and eight-pointed stool and said as she was about to knead the dough: "He stole wild boars from others. They are mountain wealth. Their elders said that they are not particular at most. But he can't be an old cow.

.”

At this point, Wang Meilan gestured to the outside of the house and said with a smile to Zhao Jun: "I asked you to say that last night. They were upset. They got up early to give money to people. They are considered good people."

Bar."

Hearing what Wang Meilan said, Zhao Jun smiled.

At the same time, the two good guys had already arrived outside the 27th square in a jeep.

Although it was only half past four, there were lights everywhere in the farm. There was no electricity in the mountains, but lanterns were hung in front of the shacks and outside the stables. Under the lights, there were still figures walking back and forth.

"Brother!" Zhao Weipeng asked Zhao Youcai in surprise: "Are these people up so early?"

"Yeah!" Zhao Youcai said to Zhao Weipeng as he opened the door and got out of the car: "They have to get up at two o'clock in the morning to feed the animals."

"Oh." Zhao Weipeng sighed after hearing this and said, "It's really hard work."

"Boom! Boom!" After the car door closed twice, Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng walked into Lengchang.

In front of the livestock shed on the east side of Lengchang, the tenant who was feeding the animals saw two strangers coming. He shouted from a distance: "Hey? What are you doing?"

Zhao Youcai didn't answer but asked: "Which one is your boss?"

When Zhao Youcai said this, Fan Tiangui, who was rubbing his buns in the cook's shack to the west, heard the sound. The old man was stunned and murmured: "Who is talking here? Why does it sound so familiar?"

Thinking of this, Fan Tiangui hurriedly opened the door and walked out.

When he went out, Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng were walking towards the shack in the southwest corner with their backs to him.

Fan Tiangui took two steps forward. When Zhao Youcai looked aside, he turned his profile to Fan Tiangui.

Looking at the lantern in front of the shack, Fan Tiangui was frightened and said to himself: "It's over! Er Gudong is here to settle the score with me!"

The old man gave Zhao Jun away the day before yesterday. After Zhao Jun left yesterday, Fan Tiangui went to Tang Xiaomin to ask about the situation.

Tang Xiaomin told Fan Tiangui according to Fan Zhisheng's story. After learning that the cow was not killed by Zhao Jun's gun, Fan Tiangui felt uneasy.

The old man knew that he had offended someone, but there was nothing he could do about it at the beginning. He had to go to whomever he ate. He worked for Tang Xiaomin, so there was nothing he could do.

Looking at Zhao Youcai at this time, Fan Tiangui's first reaction was: Er Gudong is here to seek justice for his son. Seeing that he has a big fat man with him, he must be a thug.

Fan Tiangui turned around and ran to the cook's shack. At this time, Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng had opened the door and entered the head shack.

In the shack at the head, three generations, Tang Xiaomin, Tang Fuxiang, and Tang Yunwei, were eating on a small stove.

The three of them cooked a pot of hot noodle soup on the stove in the shack. Tang Xiaomin had just taken a sip of noodles when he saw the door of the shack opened and a stranger came in.

"Ouch." Tang Fuxiang frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Are you the leader?" Zhao Youcai still didn't answer the question. Tang Fuxiang glanced at Tang Xiaomin subconsciously. The old man raised his face and replied, "I am the leader, who are you?"

"Um..." Zhao Youcai said as he walked forward, "We are from Lingnan."

When Zhao Youcai is bad, he is very bad, and when he is innocent, he is really innocent. No matter what Zhao Jun said when he went back yesterday, he would not believe it.

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai's words made all three of the Tang family startled. Tang Fuxiang turned sideways and moved his legs to the ground, asking: "Are you just wandering off to the mountains?"

Zhao Jun's house is called the Eighteen Daogangzi by the Lingnan people. It is a good place for hunting. Many Lingnan people come here to hunt and lay traps. Sometimes they get lost in the mountains and are hungry and cold, so they go to the nearby shacks to rest and eat.

The food is hot in your mouth.

Regardless of whether it is now or twenty or thirty years from now, Chinese people are simple and honest, and anyone will lend a helping hand when encountering such a thing.

"No." Zhao Youcai took out Shilin cigarettes from his pocket, took out two cigarettes together, walked a few steps and handed one to the eldest Tang Xiaomin first.

Tang Xiaomin took the cigarette, took a look at it in his hand, and immediately looked at Zhao Youcai.

At this time, through the weak light in the shack, Tang Xiaomin could clearly see Zhao Youcai's appearance.

Zhao Weipeng doesn't need to look, his big body is obvious.

Two people, a small-eyed Baji, a fat man, and Shi Linyan, don't they match up?

"Ahem!" After clearing the cigarettes for the three people of the Tang family, Zhao Youcai awkwardly pointed at the dead green cow by the fire wall, and then said: "This cow was beaten by our two brothers."

When he said this, Zhao Youcai's face was filled with heat.

Yesterday, Zhao Jun gave instructions to slow down the process of dragging the cows into the shack. The buyer spoke, and Tang Xiaomin did not dare to neglect. As soon as Zhao Jun and others left, he asked his children, grandchildren, and the Lin brothers to drag the cows into the shack.

At first he wanted to drag the cow to the cook's shack, but after thinking about it, Tang Xiaomin was afraid that Fan Tiangui would ask more questions and he didn't want to explain too much to him, so he dragged the cow into the shack where he lived.
To be continued...
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