At Canteen Number One, Zhao Youcai sat listlessly behind serving window number one. With one hand propping up his chin, he held a ladle in the other and tapped it gently and continuously against a pot lid.
This morning, when Zhao Youcai had seen Wang Qiang off at the edge of the village, they'd made a plan. As soon as Wang Qiang killed the cannon egg, he was to come to the Forest Farm and find him immediately. Zhao Youcai would then arrange for people and a vehicle to haul the wild boar back to the Forest Farm and collect the reward.
But he had waited eagerly all morning, and there was still no sign of Wang Qiang. The longer Zhao Youcai waited, the more unsettled he grew. He was now wondering if something had happened to Wang Qiang. 'Otherwise, he should have been here by now.'
At this thought, Zhao Youcai couldn't even sit still on his stool. He no longer cared about the two hundred yuan; what he cared about was his brother-in-law.
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