Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 72 Dividing Pork

The bright moon is cold, and the autumn wind blows the corners of the robes.

Jing Yunyan and Si Yao walked side by side, and the moonlight elongated their figures.

"Si Yao, why are you making him cry?"

"Hee hee~ because I've never seen him cry. Who told him to draw a dagger at me, I can't beat it, I can bear this anger?"

Jing Yunyan stretched out two fingers and pressed his forehead, "I don't know if it's right or wrong to let him know the truth. There really is no goodwill for no reason in this world."

"Hey? Don't be impulsive... If you let him know the meaning of our Qinglan Villa's existence, then how can I be so happy going around, bah, making money everywhere."

"Heh~ You think I'm as stupid as you? Didn't you stab the words out?"

"Uh... I only said what I needed to say..." Si Yao smiled and played with a lock of black hair, "I don't want him to be grateful to our villa..."

"Keep your mouth shut. When these bad things settle, I want to live a normal life."

"Tsk tsk..." Si Yao turned around and walked backwards, grabbing the strand of black hair and scratching his chin with a smile.

"What kind of normal life~ Is it the so-called daughter-in-law and children who are hot on the bed~ Hearing what you said, I'm going to Yuan County to have a look~"

"Go, remember to prepare more medicine." The corners of Jing Yunyan's lips curled up slightly, and he didn't intend to persuade him at all.

People who have not been beaten by life are fearless.

"Okay~" Si Yao paused.

"However, I'm afraid I'm running out of time recently. The fact that the Empress Dowager is dead has to be revealed to cause a storm in the city. Otherwise, that bastard will not come to Beijing in the name of a righteous one."

"The empress dowager passed away, it must be your handwriting."

"No, no, as a genius doctor, how could I poison you~ I prescribed the best medicine, and I did my best. The Imperial Medical Office kept it like a treasure~"

Jing Yunyan turned around, pushed open the door of his room, and looked at him indifferently, "You are willing to use the child to trap wolves."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a prescription." Si Yao turned his palm to face the moon and looked at his fingers with satisfaction, smiling seductively, "Who can discover the secret of incense, right?"

It was a night of wind.

Shu Yingtong got up early in the morning, the result of the high-intensity physical exertion of the previous day was that her whole body was sore.

When she opened the door with the tub in her arms, she glanced at the people who got up earlier than her.

They are very quiet, either sitting or standing in a long line and silently waiting for the pork.

Seeing her come out, they greeted her one after another.

After nodding in response, Shu Yingtong quickly washed up and tidied up.

People in the village set up long tables one after another, and put the cleaned pork on it.

Shu Yingtong swept a few big pigs around, then turned to look at Zhuyu who was wearing an apron and carrying a bone cutter in his hand, walking in all directions.

"Where's the boar cub?"

"I want to raise pigs!"

"Feed you to pigs?" Shu Yingtong disagreed.

Feeding pigs is not a matter of a day or two, and wild boars are wild boars, and there is always a difference between them and domestic pigs.

"Hey, I'm thinking about it..."

With a bang, Zhu Yu slashed the knife on the chopping board and stood there, trotting up to Shu Yingtong, his face beaming with joy.

"I asked them to build a spacious green brick pig house, and let the children go out to hunt pigweed every day before it snowed. I went to the acorn forest a few more times in the past few days, and stored the acorns. Wait for our winter rapeseed to emerge. , Just mix it up and eat it."

"Well, the ideal is beautiful. Did you know that wild boars only grow a hundred catties even if they are fed for a year?"

"Hehe..." Zhu Yu dangled Shu Yingtong's sleeves, "The Chinese New Year will be in two months, so let's be a pig. A catty of growth counts as a catty, anyway, it's not too much trouble. Those pig manures can still be fertilized !"

"It's up to you, build the pig house farther away for me."

Domestic pigs are too noisy, let alone undomesticated wild boars, which are no different from huskies who love to tear down their houses.

"Okay!" Zhu Yu ran back with a happy smile and stood in front of the chopping board, pulling out the kitchen knife and ready to chop pork at any time.

More and more people came towards the drying yard, and there was a lot of voices, all of them looked at the knife in Zhu Yu's hand expectantly.

The four live pigs weighed nearly 600 catties. After removing the internal organs and pig heads, the remaining pigs were only more than [-] catties.

There are 23 original village households plus 230 new villager households who joined successively.

Shu Yingtong lowered her eyes and quickly calculated, then raised her head and said to Yao Shi who was standing aside waiting for orders: "Every family is about two catties, and a family of more than three people will give an extra half catty, and those with more bones will take their internal organs."

Those who work hard are given more food, and those who don't work can also get pork. There is no absolute fairness, and this is already the best way to deal with it.

Everyone had no objection to this, and applauded one after another.

We went up the mountain together yesterday, and we don’t have much experience. If it weren’t for the girls and their hand crossbows, more people would be injured.

I didn't see her giving more pork to her own people, and everyone believed in her even more.

"It's great to be here. There is work to do and food to eat. From the beginning of spring to now, I never thought I could taste meat. Today I can still carry two catties of pork...It's so good..."

The old woman raised the back of her dead bark-like hand, smiled and wiped her tears, and tightly held the hand of her little grandson.

"Who says it's not? Last year, my family was not willing to cut two catties of meat. The youngest child came back after smelling the smell of other people's meat and asked me why my family didn't cut meat. I was so sad that I didn't know how to tell her..."

With red eyes, the woman touched the three daughters who were nestled beside her.

The men were conscripted to fight, and there was no son to support the family. The mother-in-law tried every means to torture their mother and daughter.

Uncles and sisters-in-law shouted at them, and most of the work outside the house fell on her and the eldest daughter.

When the famine came, the family sold the fields and left their mother and daughter to flee the famine with food and money.

The mother and daughter followed the villagers to Yuanxian County, and then followed the hungry people to Huanshan Village.

Originally, I had a job to cook, but I didn't expect to eat wild vegetables here instead of eating in the mountains.

When I was so anxious and helpless, I heard Cuiping say that women can also go to work to earn food, and the next day I decisively went to Miss Xuemei and begged to go down the river too.

At the beginning, I couldn't save face, because I was afraid that people would say it.

Ms. Zhu directly brought a pot to Beiying and knocked to inform everyone that anyone with strength could go if they wanted to.

Later, a brick kiln and a porcelain kiln were opened. The eldest daughter found a job in the porcelain kiln, and the girl asked her to learn craftsmanship from the master.

The girl said that what a man can do, a woman can do as well.

Handicraft inheritance, regardless of gender.

The second girl took the younger girl to follow everyone to open up wasteland, and she counted as much as she could open.

Every day, I can go to Pepper Girl to learn Chinese characters for half an hour.

She was blind for half her life, and when she returned to the shack at night, she listened to her daughter reciting poems to her and writing on the ground with a stick.

Tell her that this is specially learned from Pepper Girl.

Looking at the horizontal and vertical hooks on the ground, she knew for the first time what her name looked like.

At that moment, she cried.

No one bullies her here. She has no son, no husband.

Going out to work every day is always cheerful. Every time I go to collect food stamps, Ms. Zhu and Hu Yang greet each other with smiles.

Sometimes when I go to bed at night and look at the roof of the shack, I am so glad that the family has left their mother and daughter behind.

(End of this chapter)