After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 35 035 The Forgotten Someone
Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanle were peeling garlic together, and Zhao Yuanlan looked curiously at her eldest sister.

"Big sister, have you seen the son of Chief Wang Bao?"

Zhao Yuanxi shook his head: "I seem to have seen it when I was a child, but I don't remember what he looks like. Didn't Chief Wang Bao send him to school later? Who knows what he looks like now."

Zhao Yuanlan rested her chin in one hand: "It's better to look good."

Zhao Yuanxi snorted.

"Let's not talk about this, peel the garlic well."

In the kitchen, Tang Siwen and He Ju were busy working together.

Tang Siwen put some rock sugar in to make braised pork. He Ju looked at the small jar of sugar and asked, "How is the business during this time?"

Tang Siwen: "It's almost the same as before. Those foreign medicines are still useful, but they are too expensive. Few people buy them, and they can't make much money."

He Ju: "Then Xiaolan spent a lot of money on the injections."

Tang Siwen waved his hand: "Family, talk about this."

Hearing this, He Ju said: "Lele insisted on raising pigs, so we caught one and brought it back. There will definitely be no shortage of meat for the Chinese New Year this year."

Tang Siwen threw the spices into the pot, covered the pot, and processed the mutton after finishing these.She was a little surprised when she heard what He Ju said: "She raised it?"

He Ju nodded: "I go to hunt pigweed every day, I think it's okay."

Tang Siwen paused, then remembered what happened today, she asked He Ju: "How about Miao Shuiwa's mother-in-law?"

He Ju recalled: "It's not bad, I know how to deal with people, and my hands and feet are still diligent."

Hearing this, Tang Siwen felt a little more satisfied.

"Then how about her natal family, I rarely go back, do you know that Mojiagou is poor?"

He Ju heard about Mojiagou, and said: "Mojiagou is not poor. There are many cows in that depression. Her family is still a blacksmith, and has a family background. The fields there are good, and they are more than other families every year. Collect one or two cents of millet."

Hearing this answer, Tang Siwen nodded with satisfaction again, and then she talked to He Ju about what happened today.

He Ju's eyes also lit up, but she was more worried.

"Maybe that's the case. Besides, no one else has come to ask. Why do we have the nerve to ask ourselves? Let's wait for a while before we talk about it."

Tang Siwen nodded, but still couldn't help telling her: "You tell her to stop going out."

He Ju: "I know."

The two of them just chatted like this, and the meal was almost ready.

Finally, Tang Siwen made a casual cabbage tofu soup, mixed some dipping water, and the dish was almost ready.

Zhao Yuankang arrived home while pinching his meal.

Looking at the younger brothers and sisters in the room, he smiled: "What day is today, they are all here."

Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanle put bowls and chopsticks to scoop up rice, and Tang Siwen greeted him: "Hurry up and wash your hands, come and eat together, today the family will have a meal together."

There was exactly ten people at a big round table. Zhao Dacheng also took out the medicinal wine he had collected and poured a glass for Zhao Sancheng.

The family enjoyed themselves happily, eating, drinking, talking and laughing together.

Zhao Yuanle took a bite of braised pork with satisfaction on her face, and she felt very happy when she took another bite of twice-cooked pork.

She took another bite of the steamed mutton, and her mouth was immediately filled with spicy, very spicy, but delicious.

She ate her head in suspense, and her goal of raising pigs and making money became more and more determined in her heart.

You have to be rich, you can eat meat if you have money, and you can put oil in vegetables if you have money.

Zhao Yuanle felt that she was not a person who particularly pursued glory and wealth, she just wanted to eat and drink well in this strange world.

But in this era of productivity, if she wants to have meaty food, warm enough quilts, well-fitting clothes, and shoes that fit her feet, she must earn more than most people at this time.

Here, food and clothing are considered middle class.

Sighing slightly in his heart, Zhao Yuanle poured another bowl of soup into his meal.

At the same time, Zhao Ercheng, who was alone at home, touched his growling stomach.

He is hungry.

Then, his hand touched the stool next to him, on which were two cold steamed buns.

"Ugh…"

Zhao Ercheng, who was forgotten by everyone, gnawed on the cold steamed buns by himself.

He now only hopes that he can get better soon, this kind of days lying in bed and unable to move is really too uncomfortable.

Just when he was about to eat a steamed bun, there was a movement outside the house.

"Which one?"

Zhao Ercheng asked outside the house.

When Widow Yu heard Zhao Ercheng's voice, she ran out again and disappeared into a small road.

Her eye sockets were still swollen, and in her hand was a bag of wild fruits wrapped in leaves.

At this moment, she had already run to a place where no one was there, and then slowly stopped, she was a little regretful and a little disappointed.

She didn't know that Zhao Ercheng was at home alone, if she had known, she wouldn't have gone in to take a look.

At this time, there are very few such sweet and sour wild fruits. Today, she just came across it, and she wanted to give it to the girl to taste, but she didn't see anyone.

Feeling a little disappointed, Widow Yu thought about it, walked over again, and put the bag of wild fruits on the branch of the pomelo tree in Zhao's house, and then she hurried away again.

In the county town, after the Zhao family finished their meal, Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanle cleaned up the table.

Looking at the big pot of rice soup, Zhao Yuanle was a little puzzled.

"Do you really want to use rice soup to wash the dishes?"

Zhao Yuanxi nodded: "Yes, do you still want to drink? Then drink more."

Zhao Yuanle: "Can the rice soup be washed clean?"

Zhao Yuanxi smiled: "It was like this before. If there is a lot of oil, just wash it with rice soup and clean it again."

"Oh, I just think there's a little too much oil today."

Zhao Yuanxi: "It's rare for a family to get together, so my mother is willing."

Zhao Yuanle: "My father didn't come."

Zhao Yuanxi was taken aback for a moment: "Well... I almost forgot, I didn't leave food for my second uncle."

In the village, Zhao Ercheng, who was eating the second cold steamed bun, sneezed.

Zhao Yuanle: "Forget it, my father can eat during this time, besides, it's too meaty for him to eat, so don't keep it for him, he drinks chicken soup every day."

At this time, Zhao Ercheng in the village sneezed again.

The two sisters washed the dishes and cleaned up the house. When they came out, they found that He Ju had already called to go back.

Tang Siwen: "Play more."

He Ju: "No, if you delay any longer, it will be dark when you go back."

Zhao Yuanle took a look, and hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, I have to return the book."

Zhao Dacheng was very surprised: "You just finished watching?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yes, return it now after reading it, maybe you can get your money back."

Upon hearing this, Tang Siwen, who was heartbroken at Zhao Yuanle's fifty cents for renting the book, urged Zhao Yuanle to return the book.

"Go back quickly."

Zhao Yuanle ran out, Tang Siwen smiled: "Then play here for a while, and wait for her to come back."

He Ju sat back down again.

Zhao Yuanxi hugged Yao'er and kissed her hard: "Come on, let's play with Big Sister for a while."

(End of this chapter)