Chapter 605: Have You Kowtowed Enough?

Bah! Bah! Bah!

The hillside was covered with withered yellow leaves. Zhao Youcai knocked down three of his heads, and the dried leaves were smashed into pieces on his forehead. Some of the broken leaves were stuck on his forehead, and some of the broken leaves were stuck on his hair.

But Zhao Youcai didn't even clean it up. He knelt on the ground and turned around, and banged his head three more times at the pine tree where the gang had left a sign twenty years ago!

Bah! Bah! Bah!

More than ten dry leaves were broken into pieces!

Zhao Jun was stunned by Zhao Youcai's sudden act. At this time, Zhao Jun was still holding the ginseng in his hands, waiting for Zhao Youcai to peel off the pine bark and moss to wrap the ginseng.

But Zhao Youcai got up from the ground and ran straight to where he came from. There was an old sign there.

When he first came here, Zhao Jun once joked with Zhao Youcai and asked Zhao Youcai to kowtow to Lao Zhao. However, when Zhao Youcai heard this, he wanted to kick Zhao Jun.

Look now...

Zhao Youcai came to the tree, knelt down again, banged his head three more times, then knelt straight and muttered: "Old senior, please bless me and my father, take more goods, and go home safely."

After that, there were three more beeps.

Then, Zhao Youcai stood up, walked to the side with a knife, and peeled off a piece of bark from another red pine tree.

Zhao Youcai held the pine bark in his hand, ran to Zhao Jun, handed the pine bark and said: "You put the mallet here first."

Zhao Jun carefully placed the ginseng on the pine bark. Zhao Youcai held the pine bark in his hands and moved the ginseng to his eyes. While looking at it, all the features on his face seemed to be smiling.

"Dad!" Zhao Jun reminded from the side: "Look where there is moss. You can peel it off and wrap it with a mallet. I will go look for it again."

"Hey, go ahead." Zhao Youcai responded without raising his head. At this time, all his attention was on the mallet in his hand.

Zhao Jun glanced at Zhao Youcai helplessly, and then set off in the direction that Miao Bangchui had just pointed across the sea.

Walking about five meters in the direction pointed across the sea from where he had just dug ginseng, Zhao Jun stopped and crouched down in the dead grass to search.

At this time, Zhao Youcai had already carried the ginseng over the upper post and went to pick off the moss from the big stone near the stream. He wrapped the ginseng in moss, then peeled off a few pieces of moss, and then hurried back.

When Zhao Youcai returned to the big tree where he had just taken a nap, he put everything in his hands under the tree. Then he picked up the semi-automatic rifle left by Zhao Jun, raised the gun to his face and took a look around.

There were insects, birds, and the sound of tree branches swaying in the mountain wind, but no one or any large beast passed by. Zhao Youcai put down his gun and walked quickly behind Zhao Jun.

At this time, Zhao Jun had searched all the grass within one meter of the surrounding area and found no one standing there.

But at this time of year, even the ginseng roots may not be preserved, so Zhao Jun pulled out all the dead grass nearby and used the antler spoon to break up the surface soil.

Zhao Jun's movements were very light at first, and then became simple and rough. Zhao Youcai looked aside nervously for a long time, but there was no ginseng in sight, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

At this time, Zhao Jun stood up with the antler key. When he turned around and saw Zhao Youcai holding a gun, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"What?" Before Zhao Jun could say anything, Zhao Youcai asked: "You don't have it?"

"Yeah." Zhao Jun responded and asked Zhao Youcai, "Dad, can you still have a day off tomorrow?"

When he said this, Zhao Jun stretched out his hand towards Zhao Youcai's head, trying to pluck the broken leaves stuck to Zhao Youcai's hair.

"Tomorrow..." Zhao Youcai ducked back, raised his hand to ruffle his hair, and showed hesitation on his face. But when he thought about the mallet worth more than 4,000 yuan, Zhao Youcai nodded seriously and said: "I can take a break! I can take as many days as I want!"

Zhao Jun nodded after hearing this, then raised his hand, took the antler key and rubbed the soil on the nearby tree, and then said to Zhao Youcai: "Dad, let's go back. Come directly from home tomorrow. Come here early."

Today I only have one Miao Bangchui, and the Miao Bangchui pointed across the sea and did not go to the place where it should be shipped.

But this is normal. There might have been a mallet there, but it might have been taken away by a senior.

No matter what, if this old man is found, this windfall will belong to the old Zhao family. If you can't do it today, you can do it tomorrow. Zhao Jun has thought about it. If it doesn't work, he will dig three feet into the ground and take away all the mallets in the old fort.

Hearing Zhao Jun say that he wanted to go home, Zhao Youcai hesitated for a moment, but then he responded. He turned around and ran to the big tree, wrapping the ginseng moss in the pine bark.

Originally, I wanted to get a few more sticks and wrap them together, but even though he was a little disappointed, when Zhao Youcai saw the stick in his hand, his heart was instantly filled with joy.

At this time, Zhao Jun came over, pulled out the thin hemp rope from his shoulder bag and handed it to Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai took the thin hemp rope, tied the ginseng bun, and handed it to Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun put the ginseng buns into his shoulder bag, and the two men climbed over the hillside, washed their faces and hands in front of the mountain stream, and then walked home together.

Along the way, I didn't know what Zhao Youcai was thinking. He remained silent. Even when Zhao Jun spoke to him, he didn't say a word.

In this way, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai, father and son, returned to Yong'an Tun.

As soon as he entered the village, Zhao Youcai finally spoke, and he was heard saying to Zhao Jun: "You go home first, and I'll go do something."

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was startled. He wanted to ask Zhao Youcai what he was going to do, but before he could speak, Zhao Youcai left quickly.

Zhao Jun had no choice but to go home first.

When Zhao Jun approached the door of his house, the dogs in the yard heard Zhao Jun's footsteps. We haven't seen Zhao Jun all day, and these dogs all missed him. At this time, they all jumped up on their chains, some snorted, and some barked.

At this time, Wang Meilan was at home. What is different from usual is that today Wang Meilan is sitting in front of the stove absentmindedly, picking up the leaves of Chinese cabbage.

As early as when Zhou Shujuan came, all the cabbage from Zhao Jun's family had been taken back. Until now, the outermost leaves of the cabbage have wilted.

When I usually eat it, I peel off the dry outer leaves, chop them into pieces, mix them with corn meal and feed them to the poultry. Especially when Zhao Jun came back from Yongxing Brigade, he brought back geese and ducks. These two poultry like to eat grass and vegetables.

But no matter how hard you try, there is no one like Wang Meilan. I saw her staring blankly at the stove pit, picking up cabbage leaves with her hands, and she still didn't react until there was only one cabbage heart left.

But as soon as the dog in the yard made any noise, Wang Meilan hurriedly threw the cabbage heart in her hand into the small basin. When the small basin jingled, Wang Meilan had already rushed out of the house.

As soon as Wang Meilan came out of the house, she saw Zhao Jun getting close to Heilong. She walked quickly to Zhao Jun and asked in Heilong's squinting eyes: "Son, do you have it?"

"Mom." Zhao Jun turned around and saw Wang Meilan. He hugged the black dragon with one hand and took off the shoulder bag with the other hand and handed it to Wang Meilan.

Wang Meilan took the bag and ran back to the house. Not long after, Wang Meilan rushed out of the room again.

At this time, Zhao Jun was hugging Qinglong. The dog was scratched by the blind man that day, but the injury was not serious. After two days of injection, the wound had scabbed over.

This dog is different from the black dragon. When Zhao Jun is around it, Qinglong will be on guard against anyone who comes close to it and Zhao Jun, even if the person coming is Wang Meilan, who feeds it every day.

Seeing Wang Meilan rushing over, Qinglong stretched his neck and barked "woof woof" twice at Wang Meilan.

"Go!" Wang Meilan, who was in high spirits, raised her hand towards Qinglong and threatened: "I'll beat you!"

Dogs are familiar with human nature. Qinglong knew that if this old woman really wanted to beat him, he would definitely not get any favors from her, so he gave in decisively, pulled his body out of Zhao Jun's arms, and hid behind Zhao Jun without saying a word.

And Wang Meilan didn't want to argue with Qinglong. She came to Zhao Jun's side, grabbed Zhao Jun, and pulled him towards the back room.

At this time, the two little girls were already at home after school. Wang Meilan was coming and going in a hurry just now, which made Zhao Hong and Zhao Na think that Zhao Jun had brought back something delicious, so they all came out of the east room.

But after being scolded by Wang Meilan, the two little girls stood at the door of the west room, looking at the ginseng buns placed on the Kang table by Wang Meilan.

"Go, go." As soon as Wang Meilan came in, she rushed her two little daughters and said, "Go back to the house to play, there is nothing to eat!"

Zhao Hong and Zhao Na seemed a little disbelieving, and turned their attention to their brother. Zhao Jun smiled when he saw this, and said: "You two go back to the house first, and I will open canned food for you later."

After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Zhao Hong took Zhao Na away. When Zhao Jun entered the west room, he saw his mother pointing at the ginseng lying on the moss and asked: "Son, does this cost a lot of money?"

The money-crazy nature of Lao Wang's family determines Wang Meilan's vision. She once saw that seedling selling sticks for a high price of 3,700 yuan. She felt that the quality of this seedling was better than that seedling, so she concluded that her family was about to make another windfall.

Zhao Jun nodded with a smile and said, "It's four thousand at least."

Wang Meilan's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she hurriedly rewrapped and tied the ginseng, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Son, I'll take it to the cellar first."

"Hey." Zhao Jun took off his gun, hung it on the wall, and said, "Mom, slow down."

Wang Meilan didn't answer, and ran away with the ginseng buns in her arms. After a while, she left and came back, went directly into the west room, and asked Zhao Jun: "Son, I just remembered, didn't your dad go with you? "

"Ah!" Zhao Jun responded, and then said: "Yes, we came back together. When he entered the village, he said he had something to do, and he left."

"This is nothing serious!" Wang Meilan muttered and went out to cook in the outhouse.

At this time, Zhao Youcai came outside the courtyard of Chen Dalai's house. Through the fence and tent, he saw someone picking up a wild boar in the yard.

The courtyard door was open, so Zhao Youcai came in directly. When the few people picking wild boars saw Zhao Youcai, they all stood up to greet him.

"Uncle Zhao!" Chen Dalai jogged up to Zhao Youcai and said, "You didn't go to work today?"

"Well, there's something going on at home." Zhao Youcai said, tilting his head, walking around Chen Dalai and looking at the wild boar. When he came, he asked around in the village. Today, Chen Dalei brought back a wild boar.

Zhao Youcai took a look and saw that the wild boar was a female wild boar, weighing more than two hundred kilograms. She was lying there so fat that the meat on her body was shaking.

Chen Dalei followed Zhao Youcai's gaze and looked back, then turned to Zhao Youcai and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, the old sow I shot on the mountain today happened to be here, so I'll cut a piece of meat for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Youcai grabbed Chen Dalai's arm and said, "No, just give me the pig's head."

"Ah?" Chen Dalai was stunned, and then said: "Uncle Zhao, what do you want that thing for?"

"My Zhao Jun!" Zhao Youcai frowned and said with some helplessness: "I have to eat pig head stew."

"Pig head braised..." This reason was quite reasonable. Chen Dalai hurriedly called to the person who was picking up the wild boar over there and said, "Second brother, chop off that pig's head for Uncle Zhao."

When Chen Dalai's second brother-in-law heard this, he immediately responded, picked up the machete from the side, and went straight to chop the wild boar's neck.

"Uncle!" At this time, Chen Dalai's wife came out of the house and trotted to Zhao Youcai. She said with a smile: "Come in, drink some water, and grill pork today. You can eat it at home later."

"No, there are still things at home." Zhao Youcai replied, and then asked Chen Dalei: "Is your father fine?"

This is just polite words plus changing the subject. Chen Dalai also understood, so he nodded and said with a smile: "It's good. My third child and his wife serve me very well."

"That's okay." When Zhao Youcai said this, he saw Chen Dalai's brother-in-law tying the pig's head with hemp rope, leaving a rope buckle on it for Zhao Youcai to carry.

Zhao Youcai took the pig's head, exchanged a few words with Chen Dalai and his wife, and then left the Chen house after they saw him off.

After sending Zhao Youcai away, the couple returned to the yard and continued to pick wild boars together. At this time, Chen Dalai's brother-in-law asked in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, why does this old Zhao come to you to ask for a pig's head?"

Chen Dalai frowned and said, "He said that his Zhao Jun wanted to eat pig head stew."

"Zhao Jun?" As soon as Chen Dalai finished speaking, his wife curled her lips and said, "How evil is that boy? What does he want to eat? How can he come to our house to ask for it?"

Hearing this, Chen Dalai glanced at the door in a gesture, but said nothing.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Youcai carried the pig's head and walked all the way home. When they saw him coming back carrying the wild boar's head, all the dogs in the yard jumped for joy.

But Zhao Youcai didn't even pay attention to his most beloved Erhei today, and just entered the house with the pig's head.

Wang Meilan is chopping Chinese cabbage and preparing to fry three slices. Seeing Zhao Youcai coming in with a wild boar head at this time, Wang Meilan couldn't help being stunned and asked: "What are you doing with this thing?"

At this time, Zhao Jun came out of the house and saw Zhao Youcai carrying the pig's head. He couldn't help but smile and asked: "Dad, are you going to make pig head stew for me?"

That day, Zhao Jun packed up a pig head and asked Zhao Youcai to make pig head stew for him. But Zhao Youcai took the use of cash to the extreme and directly made the pig's head into a braised pig's face.

Later, perhaps thinking that he still wanted something from Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai said that he would get a big pig head one day and make pig head stew for Zhao Jun.

Therefore, looking at the big pig's head in Zhao Youcai's hand at this moment, Zhao Jun thought that he was holding a big mallet today, and his father went out to get the pig's head to reward himself.

But what Zhao Jun didn't expect was that Zhao Youcai glanced at him and said, "What about braised pig's head? I will worship the mountain god tomorrow!"

"What?" Zhao Jun couldn't help but complain after hearing this: "Dad, have you kowtowed enough?"

"When I was in Qin, I lost touch with my wanderings" I slept until I was awake in the afternoon

Ever since being protected by the net...

He sniffs the legs of a startling salamander every day, rests on his knee in flames at night, goes down the mountain and jumps off a cliff, walks without taking the official road, hunts for tigers and leopards, eats only in black shops, and spends the night looking for bandit dens...

My name is Zhang Ji, and I speak for Luo Wang!

This book is also known as "A Happy Life Protected by the Net" and "When a Mohist Controls the Net"