Older people do not rely on their bones and muscles for strength. This old man, Tao, is already seventy-three years old. This is the first time in Zhao Jun's life that he has seen such an old mountain runner.
Think of Xu Changlin, who was only fifty-nine years old and could not climb the mountain.
And this old Tao boss is more than ten years older than Xu Changlin.
According to Mr. Tao himself, he came up on a horse sledge. After getting off the horse sledge, he met Zhao Jun after walking only a few steps.
When his legs and feet were fine, he had trouble even walking uphill. But now, with a sprained foot, walking is a problem.
The two-meter-long larch stick was broken into two pieces. Zhao Jun took one piece and stabbed the wild boar in the butt. The remaining piece was used as a walking stick by Old Tao. p>
But the old pottery man walked too slowly with his stick, and it took him a long time to walk more than ten meters.
Zhao Jun couldn't move if he didn't move. Zhao Jun had no choice but to carry him on his back and carry him forward, hoping that it would be faster.
"Boy Zhao, you should have been like this a long time ago." Lying on Zhao Jun's back, Old Tao actually scolded Zhao Jun. He only heard him say: "I am already so old and my feet are sprained. How can you let me
How about walking underground?"
This made Zhao Jun angry. He really wanted to imitate Sun Wukong and throw the red boy, find a deeper ditch and pond, and throw the old pottery head into it.
But in such a cold day, you have to lie on someone's back and remain motionless. After a while, Old Tao's head was frozen. "Young man, please put it down for me, let me walk for a while, move, move, and...
It can warm, warm."
"Oops." When Zhao Jun heard this, he screamed strangely and said, "You are already so old and your feet are sprained. How can I let you walk on the ground?"
"You kid..." Old Taotou reached out and patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder.
Zhao Jun laughed, put down Lao Tao's head, and helped him move forward slowly. In this way, Zhao Jun, even with the strap on his back, did not arrive at the acceptance team until around two o'clock in the afternoon.
Today's acceptance team was as small as ever. Zhao Jun took Old Tao Tou to the place where they stored their tools. Zhao Jun put the ruler, pole, and hammer into the large iron cabinet.
Then, he reached out for Old Tao Tou's gun.
But Lao Taotou held the gun and refused to give it to him.
Zhao Jun said helplessly: "I will finish checking the accounts in a while and take you to the forest farm for dinner. If you have a gun, you will not be allowed in at the forest farm gate."
Upon hearing what Zhao Jun said, Lao Tao quickly gave the gun to Zhao Jun and said to Zhao Jun: "Boy Zhao, hurry up, I'm already hungry."
Zhao Jun rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Are you hungry? I'm still hungry. If I hadn't hunted wild boars with you, I would have eaten."
Old Tao didn't say anything. He just leaned against the iron cabinet, closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.
Zhao Jun didn't say much to him, then went to find Xu Baoshan and handed Xu Baoshan all the accounts of the week at 77 Lengchang.
Xu Baoshan took the account book and flipped through it, and saw that Zhao Jun's accounting work was neat and orderly, and it was clear at a glance.
Xu Baoshan turned around and said in surprise: "You have inspected so much wood in the past seven days."
Zhao Jun smiled and nodded, and said: "They deposited them in Lengchang years ago. I have checked them all. I will have a day off tomorrow, and I will go to Lengchang 78 the day after tomorrow."
"Okay, okay." Xu Baoshan nodded repeatedly and said: "Work hard, Zhao Jun, I will give you an advanced rating this year."
"Then I'd like to thank the team leader first." This is a treatment that I didn't have in my previous life. Although it has not been implemented yet, Zhao Jun still thanked Xu Baoshan first.
Xu Baoshan smiled and waved his hand.
At this time, Zhao Jun said to Xu Baoshan again: "Team leader, I just came back and haven't eaten yet. I'll go to the forest farm to have a bite to eat first."
"Ah, then go quickly."
Zhao Jun left Xu Baoshan's office and looked for Old Tao. When he arrived, he saw that Old Tao had fallen asleep leaning on the cabinet.
"Hey." Zhao Jun sighed and thought: "It's not easy for this old man at such an old age."
But then I thought about it and realized that his difficulties were purely caused by himself.
Zhao Jun was afraid that he would pass by unexpectedly and scare him again, so he deliberately made a louder landing sound.
Old Tao was sleeping very lightly. He woke up when he heard the sound. He glanced at Zhao Jun and said, "Is it done?"
"It's done." Zhao Jun walked up to him, stretched out his hand to help him up, and said, "Let's go, old man, let's go eat."
The distance between the acceptance team and the forest farm is not far, but it usually takes more than ten minutes, but Zhao Jun walked for nearly half an hour with Lao Tao on his back.
As soon as they entered the forest farm, Zhao Jun carried Lao Tao's head directly to the cafeteria.
When they arrived here, it was almost three o'clock. There was no one eating in the cafeteria lobby. There were only a few long stools side by side, and some of the kitchen staff were lying on them to rest.
Zhao Jun found a table and sat down with Old Tao on his back, and he went to the kitchen to find Zhao Youcai.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Zhao Youcai sitting in front of the stove, baking vermicelli.
This is a kind of poor people's delight in the Northeast, which is to break the dried vermicelli into small pieces and bake them on the stove.
Seeing Zhao Jun come in, Zhao Youcai was stunned and asked where Zhao Jun came from.
Zhao Jun didn't talk about the excitement of hunting with Old Tao. He only said that he picked up an old man with a sprained foot in the mountains. When Zhao Youcai heard this, he came out of the kitchen.
When Zhao Youcai walked up to Old Tao, he couldn't help but be startled. Even his in-law Zhou Chunming couldn't afford to wear the clothes of this old man.
Could this be an ordinary old man?
Recalling that Zhao Jun said that the old man lived in Yongxing, Zhao Youcai asked the old man: "Uncle, where do you live in Yongxing?"
Old Taotou looked at Zhao Youcai, then at Zhao Jun, pointed at Zhao Jun, and asked Zhao Youcai without answering: "Is he your son?"
"Yeah." Zhao Youcai nodded.
Old Taotou's eyes lit up and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to Zhao Youcai.
Zhao Youcai subconsciously stretched out his hand and held Old Taotou's hand together, and then heard Old Taotou say: "Zhao Jun's father, whenever you want to fight that pig god, you have to take me with you."<
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Zhao Youcai didn't know what to say. He tilted his head and looked at Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun stretched out his hand to separate the two people's hands, and then said to Zhao Youcai: "Dad, give me and this old man a whole mouthful of food." "Waiting." Zhao Youcai turned back to the kitchen, added fire to the stove, heated up the oil in a pot, sauteed the chopped green onion, and added shredded pickled cabbage and shredded pork. When the water boiled, he cracked two poached eggs. p>
After the egg yolk was cooked, Zhao Youcai added noodles to the soup.
When the noodles arrived, I looked at the old Tao Tou, holding a small helmet and slurping noodles. The appearance of his food did not match his clothes at all.
"Uncle, please eat slowly." Zhao Youcai advised while wiping the back of his hands.
The old man sucked the noodles so hard that the noodle soup splashed onto Zhao Youcai's hands.
Seeing that the old man was eating more and more fiercely, Zhao Youcai advised again: "Don't worry, uncle, there is still more in the pot. When you run out of food, I will serve it to you again. When this pot is gone, I will cook it for you again."<
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"Stop cooking." Zhao Jun stopped him and said, "I heard people say that when giving food to refugees, you should not give too much at one time, otherwise they will easily die."