"Oh my God!" When Zhao Jun came back from outside with the little lynx in his arms, he saw Wang Meilan in the west room as soon as he entered the house, holding a notebook and a pencil stub, and he didn't know what he was writing.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Jun went to the edge of the kang, sat across the kang table opposite Wang Meilan, and casually threw the little lynx inside.

"Oops!" Wang Meilan glanced towards Zhao Jun, her eyes instantly staying on the little lynx spinning in circles.

This little guy seemed a little uncomfortable wearing a small skirt, especially the lace on the back of his waist, which he kept turning his head to bite.

But when it couldn't be reached by turning its head, the little lynx would turn around and turn its head, so it continued to spin twice by itself like a top on the kang table.

"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan was amused by it, hugged it in her arms, gently scratched the hair on the little lynx's chin, and asked Zhao Jun: "Who made this for it?"

"Ma Ling fixed it." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "It shivered as soon as it went out. Ma Ling said it looked cold, so she fixed it like this."

"It's so good!" Wang Meilan picked up the little lynx and looked it up and down. After putting it down, her eyes fell on Zhao Jun's head and said, "This girl is so good. You see she knows how to knit these things for you."

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and asked Wang Meilan: "Mom, what do you think you are writing about?"

"Ah, isn't this it?" Wang Meilan handed the small book in her hand to Zhao Jun and said: "After the mobilization meeting in the field tomorrow, you will have Sunday off, and our two families will have a ceremony. Mom is thinking about it, thinking about it, that day

How many dishes are there?"

"Here, let me take a look." Zhao Jun reached for Wang Meilan's notebook and saw seven or eight dishes written on it.

Zhao Jun followed what Wang Meilan wrote and read: "Braised pork ribs, soy sauce beef, chicken stewed with mushrooms, stir-fried beef cheeks with green peppers, braised black blind man's palm?"

"Mom!" Zhao Jun spread the notebook to Wang Meilan and asked, "Where does this blind man put his palm?"

"Heixiazizhang, you...ah, you are not in a hurry." Wang Meilan gestured towards the window, and was about to say that you should go up the mountain to fight, but suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly snatched the notebook back and used the tip of the pencil to

He scratched off the braised black palm, and then muttered to himself: "Then what should I do to replace this?"

"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun thought for a moment and then discussed with Wang Meilan: "You prepared so many dishes that day, including several stews. Who will cook them?"

A ceremony is different from a wedding. A wedding is lively and lively, packed with guests and friends. When it's Sunday, Zhao Youcai will invite all the employees in their cafeteria to cook.

So even if you have a hundred tables for your wedding, as long as you have enough materials and a bunch of cooks, it won't be a problem.

But it is not acceptable to give a ceremony. A ceremony is when two families come together to bear witness to the couple who are about to get engaged.

Those who come to participate must be real relatives. As Zhao Jun's sister and brother-in-law, Zhao Chun and Zhou Jianjun must be here that day.

In addition to Zhao Jun's brothers and sisters, the brothers and sisters of Zhao Youcai and Wang Meilan can also participate if it is convenient, but they cannot come both ways, only one part.

Zhao Jun's uncle passed away early, and Zhao Youcai had no other brothers or sisters, so the Zhao family didn't have to worry about it. As for Wang Meilan, there was only one Wang Qiang left, and since his mother's uncle was the eldest, he was definitely going to come that day.

As for the Li family and the Lin family, although they get along with the Zhao family like a family, they are not suitable to attend such an occasion.

So from Zhao Jun's family, not counting the children, there should be seven people participating that day.

As for the Ma family, it's probably about the same. If you calculate it this way, you can sit at one table.

The dishes must be prepared, but eating that day was secondary. It was impossible to prepare a banquet like Wang Meilan usually did, and cook without doing anything after a group of people came.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Faced with Zhao Jun's objection, Wang Meilan waved her hand and said: "Your aunt and the others said that we don't have to worry about the food. When the time comes, our two families will just sit in the house and chat about the food.

They make everything for you and bring it over when it’s done.”

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was startled when he heard this. Wang Meilan raised her hand and gestured under the kang and said: "Son, we don't have to worry about anything. We will have dinner when the time comes. We will eat in this room, and they will all go to your Uncle Li's house to eat."

After saying that, Wang Meilan took the pencil tip and wrote the words "Guobaorou" on the small notebook.

This sweet and sour Guobao Pork was loved by women and children as soon as it was served yesterday.

After writing these three words, Wang Meilan put down the pencil tip and said to Zhao Jun: "Son, this is a major event in your life. Mom will give you as much effort as she can!"

After saying this, Wang Meilan sighed softly and said: "What are you thinking about, Mom? Isn't your sister coming back too? How many times did your sister come back since she left home? She left her husband's family with no shortage of food.

Yes, but I also..."

Wang Meilan said, maybe because she missed her older daughter, her eye circles were slightly red.

This is what parents think. Even if their children go out to eat delicious food, the parents still think that their children are hungry. If there is something delicious, they are reluctant to eat it. They watch their children eat it, but they are happy even if they don't eat it.

"Oh, this is fucking!" Seeing this, Zhao Jun hurriedly came over to comfort him: "Mom, you can arrange whatever you like. Apart from dogs, you can arrange the rest of the things in our front and back yards.

We will kill whomever we want to kill."

"Yeah!" Wang Meilan nodded heavily and said, "There's nothing left to kill. I've seen enough of these. When I'm done, I'll add two more vegetarian dishes to make ten dishes."

"Okay!" Zhao Jun agreed: "My brother Zhang is not at home these two days. How about waiting for the day after tomorrow? I will ask my old uncle to follow me up the mountain and we will see where there is a black blind warehouse. Mom, you don't want to arrange a

Hei Xiazizhang, if we two are going to kill each other, let’s stew it!"

"Yeah! Yeah!" Wang Meilan was happy. She clapped Zhao Jun's hand and said, "My son should be filial!"

After saying this, Wang Meilan added: "Much better than your father. I said it this morning and he said she is a prodigal woman!"

"Haha." Zhao Jun laughed twice and encouraged Wang Meilan jokingly: "If my dad says that again, you have to settle the debt with him."

"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan laughed when she heard this, and said: "Pull him down, I am no longer the same as him. What the old lady said that day spoke to my heart."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned and asked quickly: "What did my grandma Jiang say?"

Wang Meilan recalled what the old lady said before in her mind, and described the general meaning: "She said that your father is small-minded, and if it's a big deal, it's just that. Like siege or something, just let him do it."

"Yeah!" Zhao Jun agreed: "This pair, I looked at him for the past two days, he didn't seem to be very happy!"

"Really?" Wang Meilan echoed, something that even Li Dayong could see, how could Wang Meilan, who was sleeping with him, not be able to see it. But at that time, Zhao Youcai came back from getting into trouble in Yongxing. He was depressed, and Wang Meilan was still angry!

"That's okay." Zhao Jun stood up with a smile and said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, you continue to work, I will take the little bear out for a walk."

"Yeah, you go ahead." Wang Meilan said.

Zhao Jun came out of the house, went to the barn and got a rope, then went to the bear's kennel and untied the bear.

The first time he was removed from the restraints, the little bear shook his body and then ran quickly outside the hospital.

When he ran to the door of the courtyard, the little bear turned around and glanced at Zhao Jun. When he saw Zhao Jun coming towards the door, he ran out of the courtyard.

Zhao Jun took the rope in his hand, put his hands behind his back, and followed the little bear all the way south.

The closer we got to the mountain farm, the more excited the little bear became, but as he was about to leave the village, the little bear heard Zhao Jun's whistle.

Little Bear stood there and hesitated for two seconds. Although he was very reluctant, he still ran back to Zhao Jun.

On the way back, Zhao Jun tied up the little bear and led it to another route.

Turning east...turning west, when Zhao Jun approached a house, he saw an old man walking in front of him with his hands behind his back.

This old man is none other than Zhu Dashan!

"Uncle!" Zhao Jun shouted. Zhu Dashan turned around and squinted. After seeing clearly that it was Zhao Jun, he greeted: "Zhao Jun is not at work?"

"No." Zhao Jun smiled faintly, and when he led the little bear to Zhu Dashan, he heard Zhu Dashan ask: "Are you close to our Ling'er?"

Zhu Dashan is Ma Dafu's biological uncle, so there is nothing wrong with him saying "our Ling'er".

"Soon." Zhao Jun replied with a smile: "I am on the third day of February."

The wedding date of Zhao Jun and Ma Ling had been decided long ago. It was the third day of the second lunar month in the Wuchen Year, which was March 20, 1988.

That day was Sunday, just in time for the forest farm to take a break. Wang Meilan chose this day just to hold a big event!

After telling him about his wedding day, Zhao Jun asked: "Uncle, what date has your brother Zhu Jiang decided on?"

The old man's grandson Zhu Jiang is the same age as Zhao Jun and will get married next year.

"He's March 17th." Zhu Dashan said, "Well, I'll drink your wedding wine then."

Zhu Dashan is a relative of the Ma Ling family, but the Ma Ling family and the Zhao Jun family are not in one day. What Zhu Dashan just said means that he must follow the courtesy of the Zhao and Ma families.

"That's necessary." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "Everyone at home can come if you have nothing to do. Let's have fun."

The old man nodded, and his eyes suddenly fell on the little bear. He clicked his eyes and asked Zhao Jun: "Is this dog a cub?"

"Ah!" Zhao Jun said with a smile: "One month is here."

"Oh!" Zhu Dashan's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "Isn't that fun?"

"Yes." Zhao Jun was afraid that Zhu Dashan would ask him for a pup. Now he has a pup in the belly of a little bear. The family is not enough, so he quickly said to Zhu Dashan: "Uncle, you always know how to do it."

Cobbler's work, right?"

"Yes!" Zhu Dashan straightened his back, pointed his chest with his backhand and said, "I am a cobbler, and that Wu Youfa from Yongsheng is a tailor. It turns out that Wynn also has a carpenter named Jiang, who is a fine carpenter and is the same as Nala in your place.

The sawing is different. Just the three of us, we are famous in every village in the world!"

"Yes, yes!" Zhao Jun quickly echoed: "They all say you are good at your craftsmanship, haha."

"What?" Zhu Dashan glanced at Zhao Jun and asked, "Why are you asking? Are you busy?"

"Haha..." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "Uncle, I have been looking for a lot of cowhide in the past two days."

"Cowhide?" Zhu Dashan frowned and understood what Zhao Jun meant, and said, "What do you want to do? I am too old to do such complicated work."

"Haha..." Zhao Jun still smiled lightly and tentatively said to Zhu Dashan: "Uncle, then I say... don't be angry."

Zhao Jun asked Zhu Dashan for help, not to make things for people, but to make armor for dogs.

But these days, people's feelings towards dogs are completely different from those ten or twenty years later.

Nowadays, people raise dogs, which are similar to raising cattle and horses. They all serve people. Ordinary dogs guard homes and yards, and hunting dogs go to the mountains to hunt.

Maybe if the dog has been with the person for a long time, the relationship between the dog and the dog will be closer, but that's it. It's not at all to the extent that people can treat dogs as family members in ten or twenty years.
To be continued...