"Fluttering!"

Uncle Zhong snorted and gave a straight voice to a man in his thirties who was lying on the bed in the room reading a novel, and he was so frightened that he sat up instantly.

"What's wrong, Uncle Zhong?" The man was thin, sitting on the bed, looking at Uncle Zhong with confused eyes.

"Bang dang. ”

Uncle Zhong closed the door casually, and although his voice was a little quieter, he still scolded vigorously: "Did you take other people's money?"

"What...... What's the money?"

"Still pulling calves!" Uncle Zhong stared at him, walked over in two steps, picked up the armed belt of the security uniform on the table with his left hand, pointed at Ganbasan and said, "Don't let me whip you, Ma Yudi!"

"Uncle Zhong, it's full of ...... outside People ......!" the notorious dry basan of the forest farm swallowed in embarrassment.

"For a while, where to take it from, where to put it for others. Uncle Zhong was silent for a second, and after he said simply, he turned around and left.

……

After Uncle Zhong walked out of the house with his hands behind his back, he glanced at Lin Jun and said, "Have some drinks at night?"

Lin Jun saw that Uncle Zhong didn't mention the money, and then he didn't ask, nodded for a moment and said, "Okay, drink some." ”

"I have wine, you order the whole food!" Uncle Zhong nodded slightly, and then walked back to his changing room.

"Huh. Lin Jun looked at Uncle Zhong's back, and then said to Shen Man: "You will tell the delivery person in a while, leave some cooked food or something." ”

"You still have the heart to eat! I lost five thousand yuan......," Shen Man said with a pout.

“…… Stupid!" Lin Jun touched Shen Man's head, grinned, and then walked into the logging area with his back hand.

……

In the evening, at seven o'clock, it was dark in the mountains, Lin Jun, Shen Man, Zhang Xiaole, Fang Yuan, and Du Ziteng, who stayed on the mountain, went to Uncle Zhong's guard room to eat.

Everyone sat around in the wooden room, and Uncle Zhong took out more than a pound of liquor in the turbid glass barrel with a water scoop, and soaked it with grass snakes, ginseng, deer antler velvet and other things.

The wine is yellow in color and has a strong flavor.

Lin Jun has been completely drunk recently, and when he saw the wine, he instinctively said, "It's a bit much." ”

"Five masters, you can't make a pound of wine, what are you doing alive?" Uncle Zhong said undoubtedly, then his left hand trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "You pour!"

"Good Ratcha. Du Ziteng immediately got up and took the water scoop.

The wine was poured into the glass, and everyone began to move their chopsticks. And Uncle Zhong glanced at the food on the table, immediately pursed his lips, and then looked up at Shen Man and said, "Girl, you go to the kitchen, give me some sauce and green onions, and then get some dried tofu." ”

"Oh, good. Shen Man was a little afraid of this old man, so he nodded obediently and walked out.

Since it was a drinking and chatting, it was inevitable that he would have to find some topic, Lin Jun took the chopsticks and casually asked the old man: "Uncle Zhong, you must have been in this forest for many years, right?"

"I was born here, I grew up here, and I have to die here. Uncle Zhong took the porcelain bowl handed by Shen Man, and then poured some stinky sauce, and his words were simple and clear.

"Haven't you ever gone out?" Zhang Xiaole was a little surprised.

"Nothing, what are you going out for, you have to starve to death?" Uncle Zhong's hands trembled very seriously, he pouted a finger-thick green onion, and then smeared some sauce and rolled it in the dried tofu, and then swallowed it directly, and kept chewing in his mouth.

Lin Jun felt that Uncle Zhong was a little fierce when he spoke, but every sentence was very reasonable.

"Oops, fuck...... Is this wine? This is alcohol!" Du Ziteng took a sip of white wine, and immediately coughed with a choked cough, tears flowing.

"Haha!" Uncle Zhong suddenly laughed heartily.

"This must be more than fifty degrees, right?" asked Du Ziteng, wiping his tears.

"I don't know how many degrees, it's all from the lumberjacks. You man, if you don't drink some flavorful wine, are you still called a man? I've done it all for me, and I can't have anything left!" Uncle Zhong looked at Du Ziteng and scolded.

“…… I'll try my best. Du Ziteng, who was also a tiger, didn't even dare to talk to the old man, blinked, and nodded bitterly back.

"When you drink alcohol, you have to make your chest feel hot, keep out the cold, and taste it. "Uncle Zhong basically doesn't eat vegetables, only eats dried tofu rolls and green onions, and the wine is very fast, basically drinking half a cup in two rounds.

"Uncle, there are people stealing wood in this place, right?" Fang Yuan asked the old man quite casually as he gnawed on the pig's claws, sweating on his forehead.

"Yes!"

"Then you rangers are also quite dangerous!" Fang Yuan replied.

"In the past, the forest farm was state-owned, and at that time it was dangerous, and the wood was owned by the public, and there were more people who stole it! Later, it was contracted to individuals, and there were fewer people who stole it, because wood was personal property, and people paid attention to protection, and there were more forest rangers hired!" Uncle Zhong explained, then took a sip of wine, and continued: "But no matter how fast it is stolen, it can't catch up with the fast felling, it was dangerous before, at least there is something to do, and when the forest is gone, where can I find danger?"

When Lin Jun heard Uncle Zhong's words, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say where he was uncomfortable.

"What should I do, I'm not afraid of stealing, I'm not afraid of taking, but I'm afraid of harm!" After Uncle Zhong finished drinking, his hands were obviously much more stable, and he didn't tremble at all.

"Yes. Lin Jun nodded thoughtfully.

"Then why did you catch all these wood stealers, and handed them over to the police station?" Fang Yuan asked again.

"The people who steal the wood are all loggers, and if you let them all in, who will work for you in the future? The role of our rangers is not to prevent stealing, but to let them steal less!" Uncle Zhong drank the wine glass, and then asked Lin Jun with a smile: "I said so, you can't fire me, right?"

"That's true. Lin Jun felt comfortable and replied with admiration.

One pound of liquor, five people divided it equally, and each person was more than two taels, but except for Uncle Zhong, Lin Jun and others were all drunk. Everyone didn't know when the dinner was dispersed, and except for Lin Jun, everyone else stayed in Uncle Zhong's guard room for the night.

……

At night, the moon hangs high and the stars shine brightly.

Uncle Zhong sat on the bluestone next to the watchmanship, his legs were slightly raised, and a piece of his ankle was leaking. He rolled a spicy Kanto dry cigarette with cigarette paper, and his old cheeks were densely covered with deep wrinkles, like a knife and axe.

Squinting at the forest, Uncle Zhong sat on the bluestone, coughed and smoked a dry cigarette, then stood up with his legs, walked into the forest patrol area with his bags on his back like the wind.

Early the next morning, Lin Jun woke up with a splitting headache, and suddenly heard Shen Man say: "Hey, husband, it's really ghostly, why did you come back with 5,000 yuan?"

“…… You will order dry tofu in a while, thank you Uncle Zhong. Lin Jun rubbed his eyes and said with a smile.

……

In a leisure water bar in HC City, Xiaodong sat alone at the window of the courtyard, waited for more than 20 minutes, and then ushered in a middle-aged man.

P.S.: Hi, happy Valentine's Day, everyone!