With that said, Zhao Weipeng gave the camera to Zhao Jun and said, "Here, take two pictures of my uncle."

Zhao Jun and Jie Chen posed several poses for the bear and took photos with Zhao Weipeng.

Taking advantage of the bloodstains on the snow and other backgrounds, he took more than ten pictures in a row. Zhao Weipeng put away the camera with satisfaction, and then asked Zhao Jun: "Shall we go back?"

"Oh!" Zhao Jun looked at the brown bear's body and said to Jie Chen: "Brother, how should we fix it?"

"How to fix it?" Jie Chen was a little confused and said, "Brother Jun, you ask me?"

Zhao Jun turned to Zhao Weipeng and said, "Uncle, we can't throw away this meat. We have to get it back."

"Oh my god!" Upon hearing Zhao Jun's words, Zhao Weipeng wanted to let him go.

This is human nature. We are energetic when we are surrounded, but when we are defeated, we feel anxious.

"Brother, take the rope!" Zhao Jun said to Jie Chen: "Let's drag it back, let it go down the branch road at this end of the forest, and then think about it again when we get to the firewood road."

Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Jie Chen took out the rope from his shoulder bag. Zhao Jun took the opportunity to draw a cake for Zhao Weipeng and said: "Uncle, give this blind bear back and let the cafeteria stew a bear paw for you to chew on."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun continued to seduce: "Braised bear paws, you can't eat them even if you have all the money in the city."

When Jie Chen heard this, he knew that Zhao Jun wanted to trick Zhao Weipeng into helping pull the bear, so he immediately slipped to the side and said, "Yes, Uncle Zhao, cut some fat meat and fry it for pancakes. I tell you, the bear is blind."

The pancakes baked with oil are fragrant and still soft."

"You two, stop fooling me." Zhao Weipeng smiled and took out his Shilin cigarettes, took out two cigarettes and gave one to Jie Chen. Then he didn't rush to light the cigarette, but turned to Zhao Jun and said, "My nephew."

"Hey, uncle." Seeing Zhao Weipeng calling him, Zhao Jun quickly agreed, and then heard Zhao Weipeng say: "I'm a little tired of the food in the cafeteria these two days."

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was startled and asked casually: "Uncle, is the food in the cafeteria not good?"

Boss Zhao had only been here for a few days, so it was impossible for him to get tired of eating, so Zhao Jun thought he was a picky eater and disliked the poor food in the cafeteria.

"What..." At this time, Boss Zhao looked a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong, uncle?" Zhao Jun said, "Is the food in the cafeteria not delicious?"

These ministers struck matches and came to light Zhao Weipeng's cigarette. After Zhao Weipeng took a puff of the cigarette, he said to Zhao Jun: "It's quite delicious, but..."

Halfway through his words, Zhao Weipeng stopped again, and Zhao Jun was confused and said: "Uncle, if you have anything to do, just say it. We have been getting along very well these two days, and you are a guest when you come.

If you want to eat or drink anything, just say something. If we don’t have the conditions, I’ll go down to the city and buy it for you.”

"Nephew, that's not necessary." Zhao Weipeng grabbed Zhao Jun and said, "If you say this, I won't be polite to you."

"Then look..." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Uncle, just tell me what you need."

Zhao Weipeng first smiled at Zhao Jun, and then said: "They all said that your food is very good."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned. He didn't react for a while, but at this time Zhao Weipeng said a little embarrassedly: "I lived in poverty when I was a child, and I am not picky about food. But every day, Secretary Zhou and I,

It’s not interesting for the two of us to eat together.”

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jun Kaba didn't say anything, and then heard Zhao Weipeng continue: "I heard from Lao Huang that there are several families in your village eating at your house, and your house is busy every day."
Chapter completed!