"Master, don't go so fast, wait for me for a while."

Hearing this, Zhao Dacang looked back at his little grandson Zhao Zhiyuan, but his feet didn't stop, but he slowed down a little.

Xiao Zhao Zhiyuan is only twelve years old, but Zhao Cannon is not worried in this deep mountain and old forest, because his old buddy, Lao Hei, has been following behind. Lao Hei is a hunting dog, Xiao Qian'er is called Heizi, and then when he grows up, he is called Da Hei, and now he can only be called Lao Hei, but even if Lao Hei is old, he is the best hunting dog in Shili Eight Villages, and he is not afraid of a wolf, and now there is no wolf in this year, even if there is in the deeper forest.

Zhao Cannon used to be an old hunter, but since the country destroyed guns in the eighties, he gave up this business, and later made a bow himself, and only went up the mountain to enjoy it when the cat was winter. I didn't dare to fight anything else, but I just beat the hares and caught a few quails.

Suddenly, Zhao Cannon stopped, and Zhao Zhiyuan and Lao Hei in the back also followed. Lao Hei gently rubbed Zhao Cannon's knee with his head, took his head to the right and stroked, Zhao Cannon opened his bow and arrows, and a hare kicked up the snow. This is a good hunting dog, it doesn't bark when it sees its prey, and it also has the same heart with its owner.

Zhao Cannon squinted his eyes and aimed slightly, and the arrow shot out, with a "whoosh", the bow and arrow were nailed into the snow, and the rabbit turned over and fell on the snow, kicking its hind legs, but it couldn't stand up - the arrow was grazing the back knee, and Lao Hei walked over unhurriedly at this time, holding the back of the rabbit's neck and sending it to Zhao Cannon. Zhao Zhiyuan will also come to trouble, follow him slowly, pick up the arrow for his grandfather, and stare at the rabbit in a circle, while praising his grandfather for being amazing. Zhao Cannon took the rabbit and arrow, and couldn't help but be happy, but then a little sad, when did he become happy because he was fighting a rabbit.

Zhao Dacang put away his mind and continued to search, until more than four o'clock in the afternoon, the winter in the northeast was dark early, and there was basically nothing to see at four o'clock in the mountains, and the two of them and Lao Hei also happened to arrive at the wooden shed. This wooden shed is the place where the people who used to run the mountain to rest and sleep, the wood is built, the stove and fire pit are readily available, and the sleepers will also leave some food when they go according to the rules, and the water tank is full, and now it has become a resting place for the forest rangers.

Zhao Cannon entered the house and threw aside a few rabbits he had beaten, first led the fire in the stove pit, and opened the lid of the water tank, which was full of water and a layer of ice had formed on it. Zhao Cannon found a clean arrow to chisel the ice, and filled the cauldron on the stove pit with a water scoop, and after a while, the water boiled, and the kang was hot, and the temperature in the house came up. Zhao Cannon sat on the kang and lit a cigarette, warming his body a little frozen. A cigarette was smoked, Zhao Cannon got off the kang and began to clean up the rabbit, Zhao Zhiyuan was not afraid, he followed to see the excitement, this kid ran all over the mountain with Zhao Cannon at the age of seven or eight, and this scene was much more visible.

Zhao Cannon disembowels the rabbit and throws all the internal organs to Lao Hei, which is Lao Hei's favorite. After peeling, clean quickly, leave some water to drink, put the rabbit in the pot and boil it, add green onion and ginger, cook until eight mature, the rabbit is fished out, the water in the pot is cleaned, the rabbit meat is scratched, smeared with oil and salt, the bottom of the pot is put into rice and tea, the curtain drawer is put on the upper side, the rabbit is placed, and the pot is covered, which is to make smoked rabbit. After all the things were packed up, Zhao Dacang took advantage of the kung fu of smoking rabbits, and went up and down two more sets outside, looking forward to getting two quails early tomorrow morning.

Back in the house, Zhao Dacang took out the liquor and poured it into the enamel jar, put it on the kang head to heat it, and put the dried tofu that had been frozen and hardened into the hot water to slowly open, and when it was ready, the rabbit was also smoked. Zhao Dacang found a big basin, put the rabbit in the basin, put it on the kang table, and first tore a thigh for the little grandson, and the smoked rabbit had to be torn by hand to be delicious. Zhao Cannon dipped the dried tofu roll with green onions, drank a little wine, tore off a piece of rabbit meat from time to time and threw it into his mouth, looking at Zhao Zhiyuan holding the rabbit leg and gnawing on the mouth full of pure oil, and smiled with satisfaction.

You said that Zhao Dacang has such a local name, why did his little grandson have such an elegant name as Zhao Zhiyuan, then it has to be said that Zhao Dacang gave birth to a good son, and Zhao Zhiyuan has a good father. Although Zhao Dacang himself has little culture, but he is very far-sighted, in the countryside of that era, he has never interrupted his son's studies, Zhao Zhiyuan's father became the first college student in the village, the best normal university in the province. No matter what university it is, all college students in that era are top, Zhao Zhiyuan's father was assigned to work in the education system after graduation, and now he is also a department leader.

After the two of them finished eating, they cleaned up, and Zhao Dacang spread the quilt, got into the quilt, and told Zhao Zhiyuan the story of his previous hunting in the mountains. Although Zhao Cannon's story is very exciting, but Zhao Zhiyuan is still young after all, and he ran in the mountains for a day, and after a while, he yawned and fell asleep in a daze, Zhao Dacang tucked the quilt for him, and he also lay down to sleep, and after a while, the snoring sounded, Lao Hei looked up, and then quietly snooze next to the wall of fire.

Slept peacefully all night, and the next morning, after the two men finished washing, Zhao Cannon went out of the house to see his cover. Far away, he saw a white object struggling on the cover, and when he looked closer, it was actually a snow-white fox with only a droplet-shaped mark in the middle of his forehead. The fox is not big, and the legs that got into the sleeve have been ground to the flesh, and when he saw Zhao Cannon approaching, he bared his teeth to guard against it.

At this time, Zhao Zhiyuan also followed, and when he saw the white fox, he was suddenly very rare.

"Master, quickly loosen the cover, you see it's grinding like that."

Zhao Cannon also really listened to his little grandson's words, and Ma Yu'er stepped forward to untie the sleeve. To tell the truth, he really didn't dare to do anything to this white fox, first, this thing is now a protected animal, and it is illegal to catch it, and second, Zhao Cannon has been wandering around the mountains and forests all year round, and has seen a lot of strange things, this fox is the head of the five immortals in the Northeast, although Zhao Cannon is not afraid, but he can't mess with people.

It's strange to say, the white fox who was grinning with Zhao Cannon just now, after seeing Zhao Zhiyuan come over and say those words, he was much quieter, and after untying the cover, Zhao Zhiyuan directly reported it into his arms, and the white fox didn't run or make trouble, just curled up in Zhao Zhiyuan's hand.

As soon as Zhao Zhiyuan entered the house, he felt that the hair on the white fox's body exploded, and the old black in the room also barked. Zhao Zhiyuan comforted the white fox and shouted to Lao Hei: "This is my friend, don't scare it."

After speaking, Zhao Zhiyuan asked his grandfather for some wound medicine, which was often prepared by hunters who ran the mountain. After applying it, I bandaged it, fed it some water, and tore some rabbit meat left over from yesterday for it to eat. After eating and drinking, the white fox licked his wounds, raised his head and squinted at Zhao Zhiyuan, and suddenly got up and licked Zhao Zhiyuan's mouth, Zhao Zhiyuan was also defenseless, after the white fox licked it, he also stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Ah, it's salty."

Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the white fox, not knowing if he was dazzled or what, he felt that the white fox seemed to smile at him.

"If it's rare enough, just let it go, you can't take this thing down the mountain."

Zhao Zhiyuan agreed, and hugged the white fox in his arms a little tighter. After the two of them cleaned up, they led Lao Hei out of the house, Zhao Zhiyuan gently put the white fox on the snow, and the white fox gently rubbed his hand with his head.

"Let's go, be careful in the future, but don't forget my friend."

The white fox tried to take a few steps forward and looked back at Zhao Zhiyuan. Zhao Zhiyuan waved his hand.

"Go ahead."

Hearing this, the white fox staggered and jogged, and the two of them and Lao Hei also turned around and walked down the mountain. But Zhao Zhiyuan didn't know that the white fox had been hiding behind a tree and watching them.

The white horse passed through the gap, and twelve years passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Zhiyuan, who has grown into a young man, drove a car on the rural road leading to his rural hometown. After graduating from university, Zhao Zhiyuan did not engage in work related to his major, but was arranged to work in a construction company through the relationship of his parents.

Zhao Zhiyuan didn't go back to see his grandfather this time, but someone entrusted Zhao Dacang to ask him to help see a doctor, Zhao Zhiyuan is not a doctor, what kind of disease will he see - this has to start after he met the white fox that time.