Zhao Youcai raised his hand, gestured upward and said, "That's the famous bluestone tile here. Two old mountain dogs worked together to build a shack under that bluestone tile."

"They are setting up shacks here. What are they shooting for?" Qin Zhusong asked curiously. Zhao Youcai raised his left palm and said: "These two old mountain dogs are not ordinary cannons. One specializes in setting up fragrant deer and the other specializes in hanging sheep."

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"Oh my god!" After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Zhao Jicheng blurted out: "They are all so valuable!"

"Okay, let's not worry about whether it's worth it or not!" Zhao Youcai said, waving to the four people and saying: "That old mountain dog in Zhengxuanyang turned out to be from our village. We are all sons and fathers. Let's go up.

Spend the night in his shack."

"Okay, Master Zhao, we will listen to you." Li Chunming said this, and now he no longer wanted to listen to Zhao Youcai.

Wangshan is a dead horse!

Zhao Youcai said that the four of them had been walking for more than an hour.

But fortunately we arrived in front of the shack.

This shack was built against the mountain, with troughs dug directly into the mountain, and then beams, poles, rammed grass, and mud were erected.

If you build a shack like this in the mountains, you will definitely live there permanently.

"Hey!" Zhao Youcai came to the shack and asked tentatively in a low voice, just like he was staying overnight last night: "Is there anyone there?"

As soon as Zhao Youcai finished speaking, he heard movement in the room, and then someone in the room said: "Get out of here! Go wherever you want, go wherever you want, if you dare to come in, I will shoot you to death!"

Zhao Youcai: "..."

Li Chunming and the four of them looked at each other in confusion.

"Are you my third brother Song?" Zhao Youcai quickly introduced himself and said, "I'm Zhao Youcai!"

As soon as Zhao Youcai said these words, the shack was quiet for a moment, and then someone asked: "Zhao Er?"

"Yes, yes!" Although no one in the shack could see him, Zhao Youcai still nodded repeatedly and said with a kind face: "It's me, Brother Song, there are five of us, and we want to find a place to stay in your shack."

"You wait!"

After a while, the shack door opened, and an old man appeared at the door.

"Are you Brother Xu?" Zhao Youcai asked with a smile.

Zhao Youcai had never met this old man, but he heard that this old man was related to Xu Guangfu's family in their village.

"Come in quickly." Xu Changming glanced at Zhao Youcai and turned sideways to let the five people in one by one.

In this shack, small pieces of bluestone pave the floor.

The kang is also made of bluestone and sealed with sand. There is not only a stove but also a stove in the shack.

At this time, there was an old man sitting on the kang. The old man's left ear was close to his left shoulder, which was the crooked neck caused by the womb.

This old man's name is Song Zhuzhu, nicknamed Song Laowai, and he is a brother of Song Shuanzi, who is from Yong'an Middle School.

"Third brother, we haven't seen each other for many years!" Zhao Youcai saw Song Zhuzhu and quickly stepped forward to hold Song Zhuzhu's hand.

"Er, what are you doing here this late at night?" Song Zhuzhu took Zhao Youcai's hand and was very enthusiastic towards Zhao Youcai.

But this is not what Zhao Youcai said. They live together in a village, one generation after another, for the sake of Wang Meilan's face.

Wang Meilan once talked about this matter at home.

In the early years of Song Dynasty, Zhuzi's uncle did not learn well and went up the mountain to steal the cigarette gourds grown by Huzi. He had Huzi beat him to death and then hung the body on the mountain to prevent the Song family from collecting it.

The Song family had no choice but to beg Wang Daba, the kind-hearted wealthy man, and Huzi asked the Song family to collect the body.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The uncles and brothers were very close in those days, and the Song family will always remember this kindness.

"Third brother, let's catch a big paw..." Before Zhao Youcai could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xu Changming next to him.

"Huh?" Xu Changming asked, "Are those big claws black?"

"Yes, it's black!" Zhao Youcai said in surprise: "Brother, are you looking at it?"

After hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Xu Changming turned to Song Zhuzhu and said, "Look, I said it was a big black claw. You don't believe me!"

"Does that really exist?" Song Zhuzi was startled and said, "I heard my uncle say something about black tigers, black tigers."

Song Zhuzi's uncle was the famous Song Pao in his early years. The old man specialized in killing foxes and selling their skins for money.

"Brother!" Zhao Youcai looked at Xu Changming and asked, "Where are you looking at that big claw?"

"It's right up here." Xu Changming pointed to the gable wall and said: "The back of the blue stone lizard, I took a fragrant deer deer suit and came back to watch. That guy..."

Xu Changming said, gesticulating with his hands as big as a millstone, and said: "You must have such a big brain, you can't stand it, I'm scared to death!"

"Then it didn't leave, right?" Zhao Youcai asked, and Xu Changming said, "Then how do I know? Can I control it?"

Zhao Youcai didn't pay attention to Xu Changming's witty words. At this time, he was thinking about the mountainous terrain in his mind, thinking about how to intercept the black tiger tomorrow.

At this moment, Song Laowai said to Zhao Youcai: "Er, is your son going to be successful now?"

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was startled, and Song Laowai continued: "They all say that your son is a general who subdues the tiger."
Chapter completed!