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

Chapter 6

The lively sound of cattle slaughtering over there became quieter, while Zhao Yuanle was on fire here, and the chicken had been boiled dry by two ladles of water.

He Ju opened the pot, poured the sour radish and pickled peppers into it, and after stirring for a while, it was ready to be filled out of the pot.

After the chicken was filled, He Ju didn't wash the pot, but scooped some chicken soup out from the pot behind, mixed it with the oil in the pot, added some salt, and threw the rapeseed tip into it to cook.

Zhao Yuanle glanced at the oil bottle on the cupboard and thought, when she raises pigs, she will be sure to eat oil.

He Ju got bored with the meal and sat in Zhao Yuanle's seat.

"You go out to play, and I will burn it."

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan went out together.

The fried chicken is covered with another bowl in a large bowl, and the tempting aroma can only be smelled from the cracks around the edges.

Zhao Yuanlan gave Zhao Yuanle a look.

"Eat cockscombs."

Zhao Yuanle: "Don't worry."

Old man Wang's voice came from outside.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan went out together and saw Old Man Wang coming over with a pile of ox bones, and the dog was carrying ox tongues and several catties of good beef.

Old man Wang said with a smile: "This is for [-]% to eat, you guys take it away quickly."

As usual, it was a evasion, and it was almost time to evade. Zhao Yuanle stepped forward knowingly, took the bones and meat in the hands of Old Man Wang and Gou'er, turned and went into the kitchen.

He Ju glanced at it.

"There is also beef tongue, this is a good thing."

Zhao Yuanle: "I want to eat tripe."

He Ju looked disgusted.

"What's so delicious about the tripe? The tongue is much more delicious. If you want to eat it, I'll order it when I go back to my mother's house."

Zhao Yuanle chuckled.

"it is good."

He Ju opened the lid of the pot, and the vegetables inside were cooked.

"Take the bowl and scoop up the rice, call Lan Lan to come over and get the chopsticks."

Zhao Yuanle scooped up rice, while Old Man Wang went to see Zhao Ercheng, and soon led the dog away.

After Zhao Dacheng said that he wanted to keep someone for dinner, Old Man Wang left even faster.

He Ju first filled Zhao Ercheng's soup and asked Zhao Yuanle to deliver it.

Zhao Ercheng was still in pain, and Zhao Dacheng had taken care of his injuries.

He glanced at the soup and asked Zhao Yuanle to eat first.

"you eat first."

When Zhao Yuanle heard this, he turned around and went back to eat very happily.

Zhao Ercheng lying on the bed: "..."

His girl is still the same as before...

Seeing Zhao Yuanle coming over, He Ju said, "Feed your father the soup first."

Zhao Yuanle waved his hand.

"My dad doesn't want to drink now."

Zhao Dacheng smiled and asked Zhao Yuanle to sit down and eat.

"Eat first, the baby must be hungry."

Zhao Yuanlan nodded sharply.

When the whole family was seated, Zhao Dacheng moved his chopsticks, and the rest of them started to eat.

Zhao Yuanlan kept giving Zhao Yuanle her eyes, and Zhao Yuanle's eyes fell on the comb of the chicken head.

Zhao Sancheng picked up the chicken head with his chopsticks and put it in Zhao Dacheng's bowl.

"Brother, you eat this chicken head."

Zhao Yuanlan and Zhao Yuanle looked at each other, and Zhao Yuanle saw the anxiety in Zhao Yuanlan's eyes.

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said, "Uncle, I haven't eaten cockscombs yet."

Zhao Dacheng was taken aback, and the chopsticks holding the chicken head stayed on top of the bowl.

"Do you want to eat cockscombs?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yes."

He Ju was stuffing the chicken leg into Zhao Yuantong's hand, when he heard this, he couldn't help but stare at Zhao Yuanle.

"You still grab chicken heads from uncle every day, you are going to heaven, aren't you?"

Zhao Dacheng smiled: "Come here, I'll eat for you, you and Lan Lan are separated."

Zhao Yuanlan held the bowl and smiled and flattered Zhao Dacheng.

"Uncle is the best."

Zhao Sancheng looked at the excitement of sharing the cockscombs between the two, smiled and took a sip of wine, then clinked another glass with Zhao Dacheng.

"Come on, brother, have a drink."

Zhao Dacheng drank a glass.

Zhao Sancheng dipped some wine with his chopsticks to tease Zhao Yuantong.

"Come on, Yao'er, come and have a taste."

Zhao Dacheng laughed along with his eyebrows.

"Our yaoer looks good, white and fat, anyone who looks at it will like it."

He Ju seemed proud, looking at Zhao Yuantong with the pride of his own mother in his eyes.

She raised this fat boy from the size of a handful of noodles.

In her whole life, she was not able to live up to expectations, and she did not give birth to a son, so now she raised Zhao Yuantong as her own son, and Zhao Yuanlan sloppily let her sit in the back row.

Zhao Yuantong held the chicken leg in one hand and planed the rice with chopsticks in the other, his mouth was full of oil.

“The chicken legs are delicious.”

He Ju's smiling face turned into a lot of flowers.

"Our youngest son can handle chopsticks."

Zhao Dacheng smiled and said, "Xiao Yaoer is two years old this year, isn't it?"

He Ju nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Dacheng: "When he is three years old, give him a sand table to write and play.

When they are five or six years old, they will be sent to schools to learn Chinese characters and arithmetic.

Regardless of whether he is a material for reading in the future, he must be taught to read and write his own name. "

Zhao Sancheng nodded.

"Yes, the rain has been good in the past two years. When the cow gives birth to a calf, you can still sell it for money. Then I will send you to school in the county."

Zhao Dacheng waved his hand.

"You don't have to worry about the tuition fee, I will pay him when the time comes."

Zhao Sancheng nodded.

"Brother, you are still capable, our family depends on you."

Zhao Dacheng: "They are all brothers, let's talk about this."

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan finished eating the cockscomb together, and Zhao Yuanlan looked at Zhao Yuanle.

"It's delicious."

Zhao Yuanle: "That's not it."

Zhao Yuanlan: "But just a little bit. If a chicken grows a few more heads, we can eat more cockscombs."

Zhao Yuanle: "The chicken is small, and the things on it are only that big. Look how big the pig is. No matter where it is, it can't be eaten in one bite."

Zhao Yuanlan thought about it, and it seemed to be true.

"I want to eat pig intestines."

Zhao Yuanlan said.

Zhao Yuanle gave Zhao Yuanlan the look of a good sister.

"I also want to eat pig intestines."

Zhao Sancheng smiled and said, "I'm going to buy it when I'm in a hurry."

Zhao Yuanlan asked Zhao Sancheng: "Father, I won't raise pigs this year."

He Ju: "Which one will feed you? Your mother and I don't have two hands, and you don't know how to do things."

Zhao Yuanlan pursed her lips: "There will be no more pigs to kill during Chinese New Year this year."

He Ju paused and slowed down his voice.

"Wait next year, when your brother grows up, we will raise two more pigs."

Zhao Yuanlan: "Oh, it won't be until next year."

He Ju got angry: "You're used to it, you want this and that if you don't do shit."

Zhao Yuanle heard the words and said, "I'll raise it."

He Ju: "What do you raise, you have been talking about your in-law's family for the past two years, so you can't go outside too much.

At that time, pigweed will be hunted every day, and the sun will be tanned, and the husband's family will be even worse. "

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, Lan Lan wants to eat butchered pigs. We haven't raised pigs for two years. I'm here to raise them this year, and I'm sure they will be good.

Don't worry, I'm already fair, so I can't get tanned. "

Zhao Yuanlan nodded in agreement.

"That's right, none of our Zhao's can get tanned, and the more tanned, the whiter they become. Only you, my mother, are tanned."

He Ju gave Zhao Yuanlan his favorite big mouth.

　Happy New Year everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)