I have mailed you all those photos of yours... Huh? Hello? Throw them away?"

Chu Anmin moved the microphone away from his ear, put it back to its original position, and muttered: "You're so petty."

After speaking, Chu Anmin picked up the phone again and called the Yongxing brigade through the forestry internal line.

"Huh? It's Dabao, I'm Chu Anmin." Chu Anmin took the microphone and said with a smile: "I have a good thing to tell you."

On the other end of the phone, Tao Dabao asked: "What happened? You and your wife divorced?"

"Get lost." Chu Anmin broke his guard instantly and said, "Why did you just divorce your wife?"

"Haha..." Listening to Tao Dabao's evil smile, Chu Anmin sighed to himself that he had no friends, but remembering the purpose of his call, he said: "Dabao, after dinner today, I will go to your dad's house to watch TV.

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Previously, two brothers, Tao Dabao and Tao Xiaobao, pooled their money together, and then asked Chu Anmin to buy a TV at the internal price of the Forestry Bureau. The TV was placed at Tao Xiaobao's house, where Tao Fulin slept.

"I know." After hearing Chu Anmin's words, Tao Dabao smiled and said, "Let's go on TV."

"Huh?" Chu Anmin was startled. He suddenly remembered that Tao Dabao was also on TV today.

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Yong'antun, Wang Fujia small shop.

The room was filled with smoke and smoke. There were people watching cards, playing chess, and pushing poker.

As soon as the cotton door curtain was lifted, Li Ruhai walked into the room, smiled and clasped his fists at everyone, and said: "Everyone, uncles, uncles, aunts, aunts, brothers, brothers, sisters-in-law, sisters, sisters, brothers-in-law.

The news broadcast is over tonight, so dial Shanhe Channel to watch the evening news. I’ll go on TV!"

"Ruhai." No one else said anything. Yang Xue, the proprietress, asked first, "What should I do if my house doesn't have a TV?"

"Aunt Wang." Li Ruhai looked at Yang Xue, gestured toward the outside of the house, and said, "Come to my house and take a look!"

"What about us?" Seeing someone asking from the small pile of cards, Li Ruhai said: "Everyone go, everyone comes to my house."

"Everyone in the village who doesn't have a TV comes to your house? Can you put it down at your house?"

"It's not just my house." Li Ruhai said: "You can go to my eldest brother Zhao Jun's house or my second brother Lin's house. You can go to whichever house is closest."

The major shareholders of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce attach great importance to the matter of showing their faces. In addition to the Wang Qiang family who will accompany Wang Meilan at the Zhao family, Li Dayong's family and Lin Xiangshun's family will take the time to return to their homes after dinner tonight, and then give their

The TV is open to the public.

So far today, the person who has shown the most face is Zhao Youcai.

When the two Siberian tigers were dragged back to the Han-Song Fort, except for an old man lying in bed and two seriously injured people scratched by the tigers, everyone else came out.

"Who hit this?" Song Xiangchen ran all the way. The old man was wheezing from exhaustion. Every time he took a violent breath, a stream of white air spurted out of his mouth.

"Two-dong!" Song Xiangchen squeezed through the crowd, took Zhao Youcai's hand, and asked, "Did you hit him, or did your nephew hit him?"

"Whose nephew is this?" Han Fengren pulled Song Xiangchen's hand away from Zhao Youcai, then pointed at Zhao Jun and said, "I'm the father of two!"

"Ah?" Song Xiangchen looked at Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai in disbelief. At this time, Han Fengnen pointed at Zhao Youcai and said to Song Xiangchen: "This man is not called Zhao Erdong, his name is Zhao Youcai."

"Ah?" Song Xiangchen stared at Zhao Youcai with wide eyes. Zhao Youcai smiled awkwardly, but heard Song Xiangchen mutter: "Zhao Youcai? Slaughter the cow..."

"Dad!" Song Changqing hurriedly grabbed Song Xiangchen, pulled him out of the crowd, and explained to him about Zhao Youcai's hunting of tigers under the alias.

After hearing this, Song Xiangchen didn't care about Zhao Youcai's identity, but asked Song Changqing seriously: "Those two tigers are both two-dong... No, they were all shot by Zhao Youcai?"

"Yeah!" Song Changqing said: "Dad, let's let that boy from his village take him to the ditch. My brother Zhao is nicknamed the Tiger Fighting King."

"Don't worry about the Heavenly King and the Eight Kings." Song Xiangchen waved his hand and said, "Hurry, I'll go find Mr. Han!"

The two old men had a quarrel before, and they wanted to decide next year's brigade secretary election based on the success or failure of the tiger hunt, just like they did back then.

But when Song Xiangchen squeezed into the crowd again and squeezed next to Zhao Youcai, he heard Han Fengren waving his arms and shouting: "Let's all go to the brigade headquarters and give us something to do. Let's beat the gongs and drums and dance the Yangko!"

"good!"

The shouts of "good news" shook the sky, and the whole fort people rushed towards the large army.

The warehouse was opened wide, gongs and drums instruments were distributed, clothes, fans, red ribbons, and Zhu Bajie's outfit for carrying his wife were divided among everyone.

Yangko dance performances can be divided into large venues and small venues. The large Yangko dance in Hansongbaozi with more than 100 people is definitely a big venue.

I saw two Siberian tigers lying in the open space in front of the brigade. Thirty-three or four men, women, old and children formed a team, two teams on the left of the tiger, two teams on the right of the tiger. They walked side by side, turned and circled in turn.

During the march, fans were waving, colorful silks were swaying, and men, women and children were twisting their bodies rhythmically to the sound of gongs and drums.

The two teams on the left were led by Han Fengren. This old man dressed up as a woman and transformed himself into an old lady. He wore a hood and had fake knots on the back of his head. He squatted, twisted his hips, and held his own big pipe.

The two teams on the right were led by Song Xiangchen. The old man put on a Zhu Bajie outfit and waved a rake. As the team turned, Song Xiangchen slowed down. Behind him, the little old lady leading the team, his wife, was wearing a red outfit.

, jumped on his back.

Song Xiangchen laughed heartily, swaying from side to side with his wife on his back, bumping forward step by step, making everyone laugh.

Although he is over sixty, Song Xiangchen still does farm work at home. He can carry potatoes and radishes weighing more than one hundred kilograms, let alone an old lady weighing more than eighty kilograms.

But they are now grandfathers. Song Xiangchen carried the old lady for a while and then put the old lady down. But in that moment, the old man was reminded of the past.

"Dad! Dad!" I don't know where Zhao Jun got the red ribbon, but he tied it around Zhao Youcai's waist haphazardly.

"I don't want it!" Zhao Youcai refused in every possible way, but he was a great contributor to Han Songbaozi. Brigade Secretary Han Guozheng personally tied a red ribbon for him and enthusiastically pulled him to join the Yangko dancing team.

Enthusiasm and happiness are contagious. Zhao Jun initially heckled his father, but after joining the team waving his fan, Zhao Jun couldn't help but sway to the gong and drum music.

He didn't know how to twist, but he still felt lively, and his joy burst out from the inside out.

At this moment, everyone forgot about their worries, intrigues, and fighting for fame and fortune.

For the people present, if time could stop at this moment, it would be very beautiful.

After an hour of Yangko dancing, everyone still had something to say, but it was already past twelve o'clock, and it was past lunch time.

The gongs, drums, costumes, and props are in storage. Korea is announcing its disbandment. Let the people in the fort go back to their homes to have a bite, and then take the tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans from home to the brigade headquarters to work. Today, the whole fort will celebrate by killing pigs.

This Han Songbaozi had a big pot of rice before, a big canteen, and enough space.

"Old Boss Han!" Song Xiangchen caught up with Han Fengren who was about to escape, grabbed him and said, "What did you promise me?"

"What did I promise you?" Han Fengren said with a smile: "Today is a big happy event for our house, so don't always study your little little ninety-nine. In the morning, Zhao Xiao and his father said that it doesn't matter who kills the tiger.

As long as our people in Fort can live and work in peace and contentment."

"I..." Song Xiangchen was choked by Han Fengren and was speechless.

"Don't leave me, it's mine." Han Fengren waved his pipe in the direction of Huganggou and said, "If you don't accept it, just wait until I get home and have a meal, and then I'll go up the mountain to drive away the black tiger!"

"I'll fuck your daddy!" Song Xiangchen said angrily: "Then the black tiger is the one who picks up the seedlings. If the mother tiger dies, it will run away on its own. Why do you need to chase her away?"

"Hahaha..." Han Fengren laughed.

Hansongbaozi is located near the mountain. As soon as the sun sets before four o'clock, the lights in front of the Hansongbaozi brigade are brightly lit.

The four twelve-seal cauldrons are all steaming hot, some are for roasting meat, some are for blanching meat, and some are for roasting lard.

Dozens of children gathered around the big pot of lard, waiting to separate the lard residue. Today, the team killed two pigs, and it was even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

The dried oil residue was scooped out on a large enamel plate with a skewer. As soon as the heat dissipated, the children snatched it all up.

The brigade secretary, Han Guozheng, waved his hand and ordered people to cut shredded radish and noodle croquettes for the children to eat.

Sauced pork head, stir-fried pig heart with green onions, stir-fried pork lungs, braised fat sausage, braised pork liver, elbows, bitter sausage dipped in minced garlic, and pork belly and blood sausage stewed with sauerkraut.

The dishes of slaughtered pigs were placed on the table in a circle, and the red beans and white rice were placed in a basin in the middle of the table. The Koreans were holding up their wine glasses to pay homage to Zhao Youcai.

Tonight is the highlight moment in Zhao Youcai's life, and everyone in Hansongbaozi is holding him in high esteem.

At this time, the Zhao family, Li family, Lin family, Yongxing brigade Tao Xiaobao's family, as well as the Shanhe Forestry Bureau's family compound, and Chu'an's home on the first floor and door of the second unit of Building 1 were all crowded with people.

There were so many people at the brigade house in the village, most of them came to watch the fun, but those from Chu Anmin's house basically came to cheer.

Otherwise, who can come to the director's house and watch TV without any trouble?

At eight o'clock in the evening, Shanhe TV's evening news officially started, and Chu Anmin stared at the TV screen with excitement.

As news events were broadcast one after another, the clock had reached 8:27, and the half-hour evening news was about to end.

Chu Anmin looked a little unhappy, and suddenly the hostess said: "Recently, at the Yong'an Forest Farm of the Shanhe Forestry Bureau, a donkey in a villager's house was killed by a Siberian tiger."

After the female host finished speaking, the camera turned, and a familiar scene appeared in front of Chu Anmin.

That was Beishan, Guoshantun, where he pretended to be an old man who had lost his donkey and was interviewed.

But what Chu Anmin didn't expect was that it wasn't him who appeared on the screen, but Feng Jingui.

"That day when I was letting my donkey go, I walked to this corner..."

On the TV, Feng Jingui spoke plainly. In front of the TV, Chu Anmin was dumbfounded.

Obviously, the TV station trimmed Feng Jingui's interview, and some inappropriate words were cut out.

As the camera turned, the female host appeared on the screen again, and she was heard to say: "After the Yong'an Forest District Security Team learned of the situation, in order to prevent Siberian tigers from endangering the lives and property of the people, deputy team leader Zhao Jun personally led

People went to the scene of the incident to arrest the Siberian tiger and successfully captured the Siberian tiger."

Then, the camera turned again, showing one ear being tied up, but there was no interview footage of anyone.

Chu Anmin: "..."
To be continued...