Zhu Dashan nudged Zhu Jiang, motioning for him not to interrupt, but still offered an explanation. "It's Big Pants."
"Ah!" The name Zhang Yuanmin drew a blank from Zhu Jiang, but the mention of "Big Pants" brought instant recognition.
Zhu Aiguo continued, "I saw him with a rifle on his back, setting traps on the hillside. His family..." He trailed off, then looked at Zhu Dashan. "Maybe it's better if you go, Dad."
Zhang Yuanmin had a strange personality. For people he respected, he'd give them the shirt off his back. But for those he looked down on, he wouldn't accept a mountain of gold from them.
Take Zhao Jinshan, for example. Even though he was the Village Chief's son, Zhang Yuanmin wanted nothing to do with him.
