The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1243 Going to the Treasure Cellar Again

At first, people begged him to go up the mountain, but he refused; now he begged people to go up the mountain, but they still didn't want him.

Zhao Youcai opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but now if he wanted to go, he had to find a reason, otherwise he would feel embarrassed.

It would be best if someone would invite him, but Zhao Youcai had no hope at all.

But at this moment, Zhao Jun said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, let my dad go with me."

"Huh?" Wang Meilan and Zhao Youcai were both stunned. Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun with surprise and joy.

"There's a lot of work to do tomorrow." Zhao Jun smacked his lips, then said to Zhao Youcai, "Dad, go help me with some work."

These words gave Zhao Youcai enough face.

Zhao Youcai jumped up happily, waved his hand to Wang Meilan, and said, "Lan, go grab a piece of red cloth."

"Forget it, Dad." Zhao Jun hurriedly stopped Zhao Youcai and said, "We've found where the things are. We can just go there and get them tomorrow and that'll be it."

"Did you hear that?" Wang Meilan hit Zhao Youcai on the back and said, "Go up the mountain and listen to your son, or don't go!"

Zhao Youcai's eyes narrowed when he heard the first half of the sentence. But when Wang Meilan finished the second half, Zhao Youcai took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Son." After suppressing Zhao Youcai, Wang Meilan said to Zhao Jun, "If you need someone, your uncle Li can do it."

Li Dayong is absolutely reliable, and this has been proven. When Zhao Youcai retrieved the Wang family's money from the Tunbu warehouse, Li Dayong also helped.

"I know, Mom." Zhao Jun said with a smile, "If you want to take my uncle Li, you have to take Baoyu. Baoyu is fine, but he gets drunk and loses his temper."

This is indeed a problem of Li Baoyu. The Zhao army must be on guard against it, otherwise there will be trouble if the news leaks out.

"Hey?" Zhao Youcai suddenly frowned, opened his legs and stretched them towards Zhao Jun, kicked Zhao Jun lightly with his feet, and asked, "What's the matter? I heard that you had a quarrel with someone in Yongsheng yesterday?"

When Zhao Youcai asked this, Zhao Jun's mouth twitched, then he glanced at Zhao Youcai and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Youcai stiffened his neck and said, "Today, that Cui girl in our cafeteria said that you messed with her sister or something, so I just told her to get out!"

"Ah?" Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan were both stunned, and both mother and daughter could hardly believe their ears.

"Fuck!" Zhao Youcai waved his hand out the window and said, "If she wasn't a woman, I would have beaten her up! And my two sons were making circles!"

Hearing Zhao Youcai say this, Wang Meilan gave him a thumbs up and said, "You did a great job today!"

"Really?" Zhao Youcai asked back, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Son, if you have any problems outside in the future, you must tell Dad when you come back!"

"Ah..." Zhao Jun was stunned. When Zhao Youcai mentioned the quarrel between him and Cui Yulan, Zhao Jun was ready to confront Zhao Youcai, but he didn't expect such a turn of events.

Zhao Jun blinked twice and said to Zhao Youcai, "Well... Dad, I know. You should go to bed early. We have to leave early tomorrow."

Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Zhao Youcai responded and went back to the house with Wang Meilan to rest.

After a night's rest, the next day was January 1988, 1.

The Zhao family had turned on the lights early, and Wang Meilan got up from the kang just after three o'clock. When she left the house, she was holding a small basket made of tree branches, which was filled with needles and thread.

Wang Meilan went to the outer room and lit the stove first. Then she sat on a small stool, pulled out the sack and cloth strips that had been prepared in advance, and sewed the cloth strips onto the sack with needle and thread.

Soon, two more straps appeared on one side of the sack, so that when carrying heavy objects down from the mountain, it could be carried on both shoulders.

Then, Wang Meilan put the twisted thin hemp rope around the mouth of the sack, so that when the sack is full, she can pull the rope at both ends to tighten the mouth of the sack. Then she tied the rope and the sack was tied tight.

That was not all. Wang Meilan threw two potatoes into the sack, one at each of the two bottom corners, and tied it with a rope so that there was a potato at each of the two bottom corners of the sack. This way, when the sack was empty, it would not move around.

Wang Meilan prepared two sacks, and when she was sewing the second one, Zhao Youcai came out of the house.

Zhao Youcai came out and saw that Wang Meilan was sewing a sack, and there was already a sewn sack on the ground. Zhao Youcai frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you? Just sew one."

Wang Meilan rolled her eyes at Zhao Youcai. Seeing this, Zhao Youcai glared at her and lightly kicked the sewn sack on the ground with his toes. He said, "How many things do you have at home? Why don't you harness the donkey and go haul it?"

"I want to put it on you." Wang Meilan retorted, "What if there are too many things?"

"Oh my god!" Zhao Youcai sneered, "Before Widow Wang took our things away that year, she took away some firewood."

At this point, Zhao Youcai pointed at the sack on the ground and said, "This sack is full, it must be about 170 to 180 kilograms? You are blind, can't you see it?"

"You know nothing!" Wang Meilan raised her hand and pointed the thickest needle at Zhao Youcai, saying, "Brother Xing said that we dug up Huzitou's treasure cellar. Maybe Huzitou's treasures are in there too!"

"Ah!" Zhao Youcai was startled, then he came over, squatted beside Wang Meilan, and said with a smile: "Lan Na."

"Go! Go! Get lost!" Wang Meilan angrily shouted at Zhao Youcai, "Just go do what you need to do. I'll cook after I finish sewing this."

"Lan! Listen to me." Zhao Youcai leaned against Wang Meilan's arm and asked, "We have dug up so many good things from this treasure. How are we going to spend them in the future?"

At this point, Zhao Youcai laughed, shook off a burden and said: "We lie down and spend, it's enough if we can't prepare."

"Are you paralyzed? Are you lying down?" When Zhao Youcai was serious and unyielding, Wang Meilan had no way to deal with him. But once Zhao Youcai had selfish desires, Wang Meilan would control him.

After being rebuked by Wang Meilan for a long time, Zhao Youcai was speechless. He coughed lightly and said, "Lan, what am I thinking about? Dig up the thing, let's go to the graves of my father-in-law and mother-in-law and tell the old people that we found it."

"Yeah, I think so too." Wang Meilan softened a little when she mentioned her parents, and then she said to Zhao Youcai: "Qiangzi said that he doesn't want anything from the things he found. But I discussed with my son that we can't let his uncle suffer a loss."

"That's right." Zhao Youcai nodded in agreement.

At this time, Wang Meilan continued, "Most of the remaining money will go to my son. I only have this one son, so what's ours is his, right?"

"Then what else is there to say?" Zhao Youcai said this to express his agreement.

"We still have three daughters." Wang Meilan said, "Even though they are daughters, they will take the surname of the family they marry into. But you said that if my parents can leave something for me, I can also give something to my daughters. That's more or less what you mean."

"That's right!" Zhao Youcai had many flaws, but he didn't have the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls. Just as Zhao Chun said, when she was a child, she would touch Zhao Youcai's ears every night when she went to sleep, which was a treatment that Zhao Jun didn't even have.

"And there's Old Brother Xing." Wang Meilan said, "If he hadn't called us, we wouldn't have been able to find these things. But my son said that the old man didn't want anything. Oh... let's talk about it later."

At first, Wang Meilan thought the old man was just saying that, but later Zhao Jun told her that the jar Xing San had left at home was even more valuable than the treasure cellar. And from what the old man said, it was very likely that he had given those things to Zhao Jun.

If they can give up even that, why would they care about the little money you give them?
"Ah..." Hearing Wang Meilan say this, Zhao Youcai nodded slightly but did not express any opinion.

After saying this, Wang Meilan continued to sew straps on the sack.

"Hey?" Zhao Youcai called out to Wang Meilan and asked, "What's the end?"

"It's over?" Wang Meilan's eyebrows jumped, and she said with a smile: "Brother Xing said he didn't want it, so we can talk about it later. He treats our son as his own child, so what does money have to do with it?"

Zhao Youcai: "..."

Zhao Youcai originally wanted to ask how much of the treasure he could get, but after hearing what Wang Meilan said, Xing San didn't want it. You are Zhao Jun's biological father, so do you still want a share?
Zhao Youcai got up unhappily, took the toilet paper and went out to the toilet. Wang Meilan finished her needlework and made breakfast. Zhao Jun and his men left early today, so Wang Meilan didn't make anything too complicated. She just cooked a pot of hot soup noodles and poached four eggs for each of them.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai went to the west room to put on leg bandages. Wang Meilan followed Zhao Youcai's habit and made some sugar water for the father and son.

The father and son were dressed neatly, Zhao Jun packed pancakes and Zhao Youcai carried a semi-automatic rifle.

After taking the supplies and equipment, the father and son went out of the house, each carrying a sack on his back.

It was only half past five and it was still dark outside. Wang Meilan escorted Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai out of the hospital. Seeing the lights on the front of the motorcycle, Wang Meilan couldn't help but sigh, "This big motorcycle is really nice."

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and said to Wang Meilan, "Mom, you can go back."

"Slow down, son!" Wang Meilan warned Zhao Jun, "Pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, Mom." Zhao Jun responded with a smile, and Wang Meilan turned to Zhao Youcai and instructed: "Go up and listen to your son!"

"Go back to your room!" Zhao Youcai said unhappily, and then urged Zhao Jun, "Let's go!"

Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan both curled their lips. Zhao Jun kicked the gear lever, started the motorcycle and drove towards Wang Qiang's house.

At this time, Wang Qiang was already ready. Zhao Ling was very puzzled. Why did he have to get up so early to pick a badger?
There was no other way as three people were squeezed on one motorcycle. Wang Qiang tied himself, Zhao Youcai and Zhao Jun around the waist with a rope and rode the motorcycle out of the village and headed straight for the treasure cellar.

Zhao Jun sent Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang all the way to the treasure cellar. They could go into the woods on a motorcycle but it was very difficult.

Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang got off the bus and they had to walk for about ten minutes.

"Dad, uncle, you two go over and light the fire." Zhao Jun took off his shoulder bag and handed it to Wang Qiang. In his shoulder bag there were not only big pancakes, but also a flashlight.

It was not yet half past six and it was still dark in the woods. Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang looked for pine torches with flashlights, while Zhao Jun rode a motorcycle to pick up Xing Sanhe's tools.

Zhao Youcai and Wang Qiang lit torches and then turned off the flashlight. Wang Qiang led the way straight to the treasure cellar.

"Hey? Qiangzi!" Seeing that they were almost there, Zhao Youcai suddenly called out to Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang turned around and saw Zhao Youcai handing him the torch. Seeing Zhao Youcai standing in front of the tree, Wang Qiang thought he was going to pee, so he took the torch and turned away.

But then, Zhao Youcai muttered behind him: "Old Mountain God, we came here today to seek wealth, please don't let us come here in vain..."

"Huh?" Wang Qiang was stunned. He turned around and saw Zhao Youcai kneeling in front of the tree. He took two steps to Zhao Youcai, shone the torch at the tree, and his face changed immediately.

"Get up, brother-in-law!" Wang Qiang held the torch in both hands and couldn't free his hands to pull Zhao Youcai. He could only shout loudly: "That was the omen your son chopped!"

(End of this chapter)