The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1204: Aid to the People and the Sea Join Forces Again

The cold wind was howling, and under the night sky of the forest, a man was staggering down the hillside, holding a pine torch in one hand.

They were almost out of the mountain area. The hills were all small and the slopes were not that steep, but Li Hu was still having a hard time walking.

One of his arms was broken by the black bear, and his back was scratched by the black bear. The wounds were not important at this time, the key point was that the back of his cotton jacket was scratched. It was like running in the mountains with a bare back. It was more than 30 degrees below zero. Li Hu ran to this point, relying on one breath to hold on.

Suddenly, Li Hu tripped and fell headfirst, rolling down twice, and his right knee hit a rock hard.

"Ouch..." Li Hu wailed, and when he tried to get up, he found that his right leg was out of control.

"It's over!" Li Hu thought to himself that something was not good, but the strong will to survive gave Li Hu strength. He crawled forward with one arm and crawled towards Yongli Tun.

Li Hu gritted his teeth and climbed more than two miles. It took him nearly an hour to climb these two miles. At this time, he had already left the mountain and was only two miles away from the village.

But at this time, Li Hu felt that he could not hold on any longer. He gritted his teeth and thought that as long as he went forward and passed through the grove, he would reach the main road. Once he climbed onto the road, the people and cars passing by would definitely rescue him if they saw him.

Suddenly, a voice came from the front: "Xing Erqiuzi, hurry up!"

"Hey!" Immediately afterwards, another voice sounded not far from Li Hu.

The hoarse voice comes from a boy who is in the voice change period.

Li Hu was overjoyed when he heard the voice and shouted, "Erqiuzi! Erqiuzi!"

At this time, in front of a birch tree about twelve or thirteen meters in front of Li Hu, a young man of about fourteen or fifteen was fastening his pants while looking back in the direction where Li Hu was shouting.

"Erqiuzi!" Li Hu shouted again, "I'm your Uncle Li, come here quickly!"

It would have been better if he hadn't shouted like that. As soon as he introduced himself, the child ran away with his pants picked up.

The child ran eastward for only two steps before he reached the road, where a child of the same age was waiting for him. Both children were carrying school bags, and were middle school students returning home from school.

"Hey?" Seeing Erqiuzi running over, the kid on the road pointed to the west and asked, "Who's calling you?"

"Li Sanduzi!" Erqiuzi glanced to the west and whispered to his classmates, "Ignore him. He is the one that annoys me the most."

"Yeah, me too." The classmate agreed, but then changed the subject and asked, "Then why is your dad still willing to fight with him?"

This guy is none other than Xing Zhiyong's second son Xing Hongyang.

Hearing what his classmates said, Xing Hongyang twitched his lips and said, "There's no way. He won't listen no matter how hard we try. My mother has fought with that Li Sanduzi so many times, but there's no cure!"

As soon as Xing Hongyang finished speaking, he heard Li Hu scolding him, "I'm from CNM, Xing Erqiuzi, I'm calling you!"

"Go, go!" The classmate heard the scolding and hurriedly grabbed Xing Hongyang and ran away.

The boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, ran so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Li Hu was still cursing.

"I'm CNM! You little bastard, your father is dead in the mountains!"

If he had said so earlier, Xing Hongyang would definitely come over. But now, it's too late.

When the village organized people to clear the snow, they simply pushed the snow on the road to the sides. As a result, the snow on both sides of the road was knee-deep.

Li Hu had no problem walking normally, but he couldn't climb!
The place where he lay in the snow was no more than five meters away from the road, and less than two miles away from Yongli Village.

At this time, Li Hu was already at the end of his strength, but the hope of survival was right in front of him, and Li Hu tried his best to shout for help.

But the night wind blew up, sweeping across the mountains and forests, blowing away Li Hu's cries for help.

There was no one nearby, so Li Hu lowered his head weakly and lay on the snow.

When Li Hu was conscious, he heard the whistle of a train not far away. But then, Li Hu's head was buried in the snow.

……

The big red lanterns are hung high, and thousands of wintersweets are in bloom.

Tonight, Zhao Jun's family is having hotpot.

Although the family raised two sheep, the male and female were kept for breeding, so Wang Meilan swung her sledgehammer at the roe deer.

The roe deer weighed about 60 kilograms when alive, and 30 kilograms of meat was produced. Wang Meilan led people to divide and cut the meat by hand and put it on the plate. The neck meat was neck meat, the leg meat was leg meat, and the chops were chops. They were all placed on the plate and stood upright.

The roe deer meat was fresh, so it was all cut by hand. As for the beef, when Wang Meilan cut the beef into pieces on the day Fan Tiangui delivered it, she wrapped the meat that was to be hot pot in butter paper.

Just like the people in Northeast China wrap the beef in sauce cubes, the beef is wrapped into squares and then frozen outside.

When eating, take it to the room to cool for a while, then use a woodworking plane to push it. When a plane pushes wood, it pushes out sawdust rolls. When a plane pushes beef, it pushes out beef rolls.

Beef rolls take up space, and a square piece of beef pushes out a beef roll that fills half of the bag.

Wang Meilan prepared two large flour bags full of beef rolls, and after dinner, one bag was placed in each of the east and west rooms.

There is also beef tripe, which should be boiled in a large pot until soft, then cut into diamond-shaped pieces and placed in a bowl.

There are only three kinds of meat dishes, but there are many vegetarian dishes.

The table was filled with vermicelli, black fungus, dried tofu, frozen tofu, sauerkraut, bracken, cucumber, red mushrooms, potatoes, and Chinese cabbage.

The dipping sauces are also very good, including sesame paste, fermented bean curd, chives, soy sauce, vinegar, chili oil, and farmer's paste. It's a very complete dish.

There is plenty of food and all the people came today.

Zhang Yuanmin attended the Zhao family dinner despite being ill, and set up a table alone on the kang in the west room. Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu would send the prepared dishes and meat to Zhang Yuanmin's plate from time to time.

Not only Zhang Yuanmin, but Li Ruhai also came.

The child had been eating dry food for several days, and he was vomiting after eating so much. Today, seeing a table full of delicious food, Li Ruhai changed his usual chattering and ate without stopping.

Zhao Youcai put down his chopsticks, touched Zhao Weipeng with the back of his hand, and called out, "Hey? Brother!"

"Hmm?" Zhao Weipeng, who was concentrating on eating, responded vaguely. Then Boss Zhao stood up and picked up a large amount of beef, sauerkraut and vermicelli from the pot with chopsticks.

There were only a few tables, so there were only two clay braziers on the big table. If you couldn't reach the food, you had to stand up to get it.

Zhao Weipeng held the bowl in his left hand, caught the meat and vegetables he had picked out, then sat down on the edge of the kang and put the food into his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Weipeng like this, Zhao Youcai twitched his lips, and Wang Qiang on the side laughed and said, "Brother Zhao, you are too careless!"

"Ah?" Zhao Weipeng was stunned. While looking at Wang Qiang, he raised his hand, picked up the roe deer meat from the plate and put it into the pot.

"No?" Wang Qiang frowned and said to Zhao Weipeng with a smile: "Brother Zhao, you let someone cheat you out of 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, how can you still eat?"

"Fuck!" Zhao Weipeng cursed with a smile, "Then if I don't eat, will I starve to death?"

There is some truth in what you said.

"Hey? Brother!" Zhao Youcai raised his hand and grabbed Zhao Weipeng's wrist, pulling his hand back from holding the chopsticks, and then said to him, "I have something to tell you."

"You tell me, brother." Zhao Weipeng put down his chopsticks and heard Zhao Youcai say, "I feel like you bought that fake leopard skin..."

"Golden Leopard!" Zhao Weipeng corrected: "That's called waiting to get rich!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Zhao!" Li Dayong, who was slightly drunk, pointed at Li Ruhai and said to Zhao Weipeng, "The real boss is here! What are you talking about?"

Zhao Weipeng was stunned when he heard this and looked at Li Ruhai with wide eyes.

Li Ruhai, who was eating, smiled and nodded at Zhao Weipeng. The kid behaved well today and hardly said anything.

"Brother Zhao." At this time, Wang Qiang said to Zhao Weipeng: "If you ask me, let's catch those two first. Once we catch them, you can get rich even if you kneel, not to mention sitting down!"

"Get lost!" Zhao Weipeng cursed with a smile, "I said I'd look for them, but where can I find them?"

"Brother, isn't that what I was about to tell you?" Zhao Youcai patted Zhao Weipeng lightly and said, "If we can't find them, we can find Yang from Huagui!"

"Looking for him?" Zhao Weipeng was not giving in for nothing. He understood what Zhao Youcai meant as soon as he heard it. He frowned and thought, "Brother, this matter must be done. The leather was indeed painted by him, right?"

If we can confirm that the fake leopard skin was indeed made by Yang, the painter, then finding this old guy will definitely lead to Zheng Xuekun.

"Yes!" Zhao Youcai nodded and said, "There is no one else except him. Besides, he has also painted fake tiger skins!"

"Hey?" Just then, Zhang Yuanmin, who was lying on the kang, spoke up. He interrupted the conversation and asked, "Where are those two from?"

"Are you from Hebei?" Zhao Jun, who was sitting next to Zhang Yuanmin, asked. He didn't drink. After he was full, he put down his chopsticks and came over to accompany Zhang Yuanmin.

"From Qinhuangdao!" Although Zhao Weipeng didn't understand why Zhang Yuanmin asked this, he gave an accurate answer.

Zhao Weipeng's family lived in Jinxi, which is now Huludao. Zheng Xuekun's family lived in Qinhuangdao, so their hometowns were not far from each other. Last year, Zheng Xuekun met Zhao Weipeng through an introduction.

A few days ago, Zheng Xuekun ran into Boss Zhao just after he got the fake leopard skin. Zheng Xuekun thought that no one would find him if he did something in a foreign land. But he never expected that Zhao Weipeng would get to know Zhao Jun later. The fake leopard skin was from the lynx skin hunted by Zhao Jun, so Zheng Xuekun's scam was directly exposed.

After hearing what Zhao Weipeng said, Zhang Yuanmin gently pushed Zhao Jun and said, "Brother, go and call your sister-in-law!"

"Hey!" Zhao Jun stood up and hurried to the east room to call Yang Yufeng.

When Yang Yufeng heard that it was Zhang Yuanmin calling her, she hurried to the west room. It was not because Zhang Yuanmin's words were very forceful, but Yang Yufeng was afraid that Zhang Yuanmin was going to the toilet.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Youcai turned around and asked Zhang Yuanmin, "Why are you calling your wife?"

Zhang Yuanmin raised his hand and said, "Uncle, wait a moment, I'll ask Feng'er if Yang Huagui is related to her family."

"Ah..." After hearing what Zhang Yuanmin said, Zhao Youcai stopped talking.

When Yang Yufeng entered the room, Zhang Yuanmin asked, "Wife, does Yang the painter have a younger sister?"

"You have a younger sister?" Yang Yufeng frowned and asked, "How would I know?"

"Why not?" Zhang Yuanmin curled his lips and said, "I remember my father complaining that Yang Huagui had an older sister and a younger sister. His older sister died of illness that year, and his mother cried until her eyes went blind!"

"Ah! Ah!" Hearing Zhang Yuanmin's words, Yang Yufeng nodded repeatedly. Not everyone can remember such trivial matters.

At this time, Zhang Yuanmin pointed at Yang Yufeng and said, "My father said that Yang the painter had a younger sister, but she was given away before her death!"

"Really?" Yang Yufeng said uncertainly, "I don't remember that!"

"You have such a bad memory!" Zhang Yuanmin said to Yang Yufeng, then turned to Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng and said, "My father-in-law's hometown is in Yangjiazhuang, Qinhuangdao, Hebei. He was just seven days old when my wife and her grandmother held him and moved here with several other families of the Yang family!
Painter Yang's family also came here at that time. His elder sister died of illness halfway through the journey, so his younger sister was given to someone in Yangjiazhuang!"

At this point, Zhang Yuanmin slapped his right hand on the kang and said, "Aren't the two Zhangs who collect leather also from Qinhuangdao?"

"Ah..." When Zhang Yuanmin said this, everyone suddenly realized!

Zhao Weipeng looked at Zhang Yuanmin with surprise and said, "Okay, Yuanmin, you have a very useful brain! You..."

Just when Zhang Yuanmin was beaming with joy at the praise, Zhao Jun stepped in between Zhao Weipeng and said, "Uncle, stop praising me. My brother Zhang is capable enough!"

Zhang Yuanmin: "..."

"That's right!" Lin Xiangshun admitted it at this time, clenching his fist and saying, "One of them painted and the other sold, and they deceived my uncle Zhao!"

"Isn't that so?" Li Baoyu interrupted, "Then why didn't the on-site police station see anyone today?"

"Then maybe you made a mistake." Li Dayong personally refuted his son, saying: "Let's not worry about that. Anyway, this leather was painted by Yang, so let's just stick to this point!"

"No matter what you bite, it won't work!" Wang Qiang continued, "Even if they know what's going on, you can't do anything to them if you don't catch them in the act!"

"What should we do?" Li Dayong said, "It's so hard to hold your breath!"

Listening to their chatter, Zhao Weipeng couldn't help but curl his lips. He was enjoying his meal, but now after being scolded by this bunch of people, he must be very upset!
At this time, Xie Chen secretly poked Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun looked at him, but saw that Xie Chen raised his head slightly and pointed his chin towards Zhang Yuanmin.

"Hmm?" Zhao Jun looked at Zhang Yuanmin as Jie Chen instructed, only to see Zhang Yuanmin smiling.

"Hey, big brother." Zhao Jun asked Zhang Yuanmin, "What are you laughing at?"

“Haha…” Zhang Yuanmin laughed and called Zhao Jun “brother”, then looked at Zhao Weipeng and said, “Uncle Zhao, don’t panic, Yuanmin will lend you a helping hand!”

Zhao Weipeng: "..."

"Ah!" After hearing what Zhang Yuanmin said, Zhao Youcai hurriedly asked him, "Yuanmin, you have a good brain, what do you have?"

"There are outsiders in the village, how can the villagers not know about it?" Zhang Yuanmin said to everyone, "Let's not just go to the painter Yang's house, let's go to other houses to ask around as well."

These days, it is impossible to hide people in a village or a hamlet. If a stranger comes today, the whole village will know about it tomorrow.

"How do we find out?" Li Baoyu asked, "If we go and ask around, people will think we are troublemakers and arrest us."

At this point, Li Baoyu looked at Li Dayong and Zhao Youcai and asked, "Dad, Uncle, do you have any acquaintances in that village?"

"No one I know very well!" Zhao Youcai frowned and said, "In the past, there was an old Bai Pao in their village who also died. His son and I don't get along well!"

Zhao Youcai said this, and Li Dayong also shook his head.

At this moment, Li Ruhai, who had finished his meal in the corner, slowly stood up and said, "If you don't mind, I'd like to serve you!"

I have something to do at home today, so I am late.

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(End of this chapter)