Chapter 41: Are you taking advantage of your mother to have fun?

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 41: Are you taking advantage of your mother to have fun?

Yang Mancang glanced at his grandson, smiled and nodded: "Well done!"

Then he left with a smile.

As for Zhao Jinhua, she followed out without saying anything.

"Third brother, let's go. You are now a member of the militia. I can't do it without you!"

The fourth child, Yang Guangan, smiled at Yang Guangzhi and left with his wife and others.

The second eldest son, Yang Guangping, also shouted to his wife with a dark face: "Okay, go back, you will be embarrassed!"

After saying that, he took his wife and two sons and left.

Tian Cuihua was left with a confused look on her face. She glanced at Wang Qiuju, who was handling chickens and ignored her, and could only snort and leave angrily.

Yang Xiaole looked at Tian Cuihua's leaving figure and thought for a moment. He originally thought that the other side's pig belonged to the team, so he stopped doing it.

It seems unnecessary.

Anyway, the team's pig farm hasn't been built yet, so it will probably take a few days before the pigs are handed over. The pigs were lost at your house, who cares?

After the others left, Wang Qiuju glared at Yang Xiaole: "Why are you still holding it? Why don't you put it away yet."

"Oh! Put it back right away!"

Yang Xiaole came back to his senses and took the knife back with a smile.

Yang Guangzhi said to Wang Qiuju: "I'll go to the team first and come back for lunch at noon!"

Looking at the two chickens.

My mouth is watering.

"Okay, let's go!"

Wang Qiuju greeted him and was minding her own business with the chicken intestines.

This thing is also a good thing.

After Yang Xiaole came out, Wang Qiuju stretched her neck and asked, "You really didn't do it?"

"Hey, I don't know. I have no obligation to look at their chickens."

Neither admitted nor refuted.

I will have to rely on these two chickens as a cover in the future!

Seeing his expression, Wang Qiuju was still a little suspicious, but she didn't ask any more questions.

She shouted to Yang Xiaomei next to her: "Second brother, go to the vegetable field and get some chili peppers. We'll use them for frying chicken later. Pick more, scramble eggs, and get some leeks, eggplants, water spinach, and beans. Use the leftover ones.

The rice is stuffy. Use lard for cooking at noon."

My family likes to eat rice but not noodles, so most of the fine grains are rice.

There was only a little bit of wheat left to make dumplings for eating.

"Hey good!"

When the eldest sister heard this, she smiled and took the basket and took Lao Wu out.

When Yang Xiaole heard that lard was used for frying, his mouth watered.

This lard is an antique.

I ate half of the lard boiled last winter during the Chinese New Year, a quarter of it during the last summer harvest, and the rest was eaten in preparation for the autumn harvest.

But it wasn’t much. When I boiled it, it was just over a pound.

It's just that boiling lard is a technical job. If you don't have good skills, you won't be able to preserve it in the dog days of summer. My mother's skills are good, and it's still white now!

Xizi looked at Wang Qiuju handling the chicken, stuck her butt out and asked, "Mom, can I have some of these chicken offal for lunch? I want to eat it."

"You kid, if you have chicken to eat, why are you eating chicken offal?"

Wang Qiuju complained.

Yang Xiaole licked his lips and smiled.

Fresh chicken offal is not the kind that can be quickly frozen. Freshly fried or stewed, it is fragrant and tender.

This is a special case between Dad and myself.

Wang Qiuju always fools a few little guys by pretending to be shit.

Xizi held her mouth shut when she heard this.

"Humph, you won't let me eat it again!" Then he angrily ran to the vegetable field to pick vegetables with his eldest sister.

Yang Xiaole saw that his mother seemed a little distressed, so he asked strangely: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you still angry with me just now?"

Wang Qiuju shook her head with a headache: "The captain said that after work and after dinner, we will not go home. We must attend the team's literacy class and study."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was amused.

Having not studied for decades really makes things difficult for these people.

Then he said with a serious face: "Mom, don't you always say that if there is anything difficult about learning, why don't you just use your brain? Let you try it in the sun for a day."

When speaking, she also imitated Wang Qiuju's tone.

Seeing his expression, Wang Qiuju laughed, and then laughed and cursed: "Go away. Are you just having fun with your mother?"

Yang Xiaole smiled.

Seeing that the situation at home had calmed down and there was nothing serious, he was going to go out to see if the well water had any special uses.

"Mom, let me go see what dad and the others are doing!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the courtyard.

"Don't come back late, I won't let you stay if you are late!"

Wang Qiuju's threatening voice came from behind.

"knew!"

Without saying a word, he ran out.

When I came to the team committee, I saw a lot of people busy there. Some were digging holes to make stoves, and some were digging holes to build sheds.

Very busy.

"Gou Sheng! Gou Sheng!"

When he came to the courtyard of a thatched house, he shouted into it.

After a while, a sturdy little guy came out.

The other party was Yang Mazi's picked grandson, Yang Wensheng, nicknamed Gou Sheng, who was also his classmate and one of the only two people in the village who could win a certificate.

He is the only one, and Gou Sheng is one of them.

Because Gou Sheng is not able to work yet, his family is on a minimum living allowance.

But Yang Mazi is a capable person. He used to be an old hunter. He didn't have to work, so he had time to go into the mountains to hunt things.

I don’t say that I eat meat every day, but I can still eat one meal a week.

In addition, this guy has learned some simple boxing and kicking skills from Yang Mazi since he was a child, so people of the same age in the village generally don't dare to mess with him.

"Xiao Le? Why are you here?"

Gou Sheng walked out wearing an undershirt and holding a cattail leaf fan. His hair was like a chicken coop and his clothes were quite clean.

I saw him feeling strange for a while.

"Oh, it's okay, come here and pick some grapes to eat."

There is a vine in the old man's yard that is already bearing fruit, but no one in the village dares to come in.

Because there is a big yellow dog.

Only a few people can come in.

When Gou Sheng heard this, he smiled and opened the door.

Yang Xiaole stretched out his head and looked: "Where is your grandfather? Isn't he at home?"

"I'm going to help the team. Come in."

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaole nodded. Because this guy has no father or mother, he has a wild temper and doesn't have many friends in the village.

Consider yourself one.

When I was in elementary school in the countryside, I was bullied by the villagers because I was weak, and this guy even helped me.

Although he can get it back, a good man cannot suffer the immediate loss!

The relationship between the two is still very good.

After Yang Xiaole came in, he looked around the room and saw a big yellow dog tied under the grape tree, sleeping lazily there.

The dog's hair didn't fall out much.

It's just this energy, like a twilight old man.

There was some corn mush in the dog bowl next to it, but it looked like it hadn't been touched much.

"Dahuang, what's wrong with you?"

Coming closer, he tried to shout.

Gou Sheng followed and looked at Dahuang in front of him with sadness in his eyes: "Grandpa said, Dahuang is getting old, and he may not be able to survive this week."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the small grapevine and said, "You can pick it. The few that are not ripe will be eaten by me. I told you that this tree will be cut down. You won't be able to eat it in the future."
Chapter completed!