In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 14 Buying Fat Meat

Lan Hua was talking, and deftly brought the corn buns and stewed cabbage vermicelli to the Eight Immortals table on the kang.

Although the paint on this Eight Immortals Table has faded, it can be seen that it is a good object. There are patterns carved on it, and the wood is also expensive wood, which was passed down by the ancestors of the Wang family.

When Wang Manyin was about to start, he suddenly found two white-faced buns in his bowl, and blinked at Lan Hua.

Lan Hua smiled like a flower and explained: "These white flour buns are leftovers from breakfast. I know you are not used to eating other things, so I will keep them for you."

After a pause, she said earnestly: "Man Yin, even the branch secretary doesn't say that we eat white flour steamed buns every day. I think we should save some food. We can eat some corn steamed buns usually. Eat some Erhe noodles, we have to learn how to live."

"It's cool to live just the two of us now, but sooner or later we're going to have a baby, and when the time comes, I'll open my mouth to ask for something to eat, but what if I can't get it out?"

Lan Hua babbled, talking more and more vigorously, Wang Manyin quickly reached out to interrupt her, "Okay, it's endless, just do as you say, I don't want to listen to your preaching, eating white mask every day is really too eye-catching .”

Lan Hua snorted arrogantly, and then started to move her chopsticks, but there was an extra white flour bun in the bowl in front of her at some point.

She looked up at Wang Manyin who seemed nothing had happened, opened her mouth, but still didn't say anything, a feeling of heat flowed through her heart, and she reached out to hold a large chopstick of vermicelli for him.

Vermicelli is a good thing, there is some oil and water in it anyway, and the aroma of the stew is different. In the past, no one would be willing to eat vermicelli except during festivals.

Wang Manyin ate with relish. Although there were no meat dishes, the craftsmanship of Lanhua was really good, and the simple dishes were delicious, which made him full of praise.

In addition to doing physical work all morning, although his body was not tired, his appetite was active, so he ate a whole white flour steamed bun, four corn buns, and cabbage stewed vermicelli.

After eating his belly rounded, he said with satisfaction: "Lanhua, who did you learn to cook from, and how to make it so delicious."

Lanhua laughed immediately, no one doesn't like others to praise themselves, but in a blink of an eye she said with a bitter face: "I originally made two meals, but I didn't expect you to be so good, now it's good, I have to make it at night, How can the food at home be enough for you to make it?"

Wang Manyin chuckled, stretched out his arms to hug her plump body, and said without waiting for her to struggle, "You don't have to worry about food. Although I'm not wandering outside, there are still a few ways to get food."

Hearing this, Lan Hua immediately looked serious, and said solemnly: "Man Yin, you are not allowed to do things that are not allowed by the higher authorities. I don't want anything to happen to you, so let's eat less."

Seeing her preaching posture again, Wang Manyin quickly waved his hands, "Don't worry, I know what you should do and what you shouldn't do, you man."

At this time, he remembered what Zhang Wansan said to himself on the way back, and immediately changed the subject, "By the way, Lanhua, in two days, the third brother's house will have a new kiln with two holes, and then you can help me in the kitchen, and I will do the same." To help carry stones or something."

Lan Hua tilted her head, "Who is the third brother?"

She grew up in Shuangshui Village, so she is not that familiar with Guanzi Village.

"It's Zhang Wansan's house. I'll take you there when the time comes, just to let you know in advance. That's all right. I'm going to Uncle Qin's house. Take your time."

"Wait, I'll get you the money."

Talking about Lanhua, he opened the secret compartment behind the cupboard, took out a small wooden box, and counted out two yuan. Wang Manyin also saw that there were fine grains at home in the secret compartment.

Wang Manyin took the money, put on a padded jacket and a felt hat, and left the warm cave. The cold wind enveloped him again, making him shiver uncontrollably.

The clouds and mists have dissipated, and the bright sun is shining down, but it can't bring a little warmth to people. The cold wind is still criss-crossing in the gullies of the Loess Plateau.

Wang Manyin put his hands into his sleeves, walked out of the yard, and walked towards the center of the village by stepping on the mud on the village road.

Uncle Qin is in his fifties. There are two sons and a daughter in the family. They are all promising. One of the two sons earns a centimeter at home, and the other works in the Shigejie Commune. The daughter married into a craftsman's family in Mijia Town.

The point is that the two sons and one daughter are very filial, and the family is prosperous. Although it is not as good as the branch secretary's family in the village, it is still the first class.

It is also because of this that his family feeds a pig, two sheep, chickens and ducks all year round, and slaughters a pig every year around the Spring Festival to make it lively.

Wang Manyin stepped on the stone columns on the Dongla River, crossed the gurgling river, and came to the big stone kiln with three holes on the line of Uncle Qin's house.

"Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin." Wang Manyin yelled loudly as soon as he arrived at the yard. This is the usual greeting from the countryside, not like knocking on the door in the city.

"Hey, I'm here."

As he spoke, a man in high spirits, with a white sheep's belly turban around his forehead, came out, followed by a big man in his thirties, Angzang.

"Uncle Qin, you are still in good health. Brother Qin, come and have a cigarette."

Uncle Qin and Qin Fei took the Pegasus brand cigarettes with a smile, invited Wang Manyin to come to the cave, and made a pot of tea lavishly.

"Have you eaten, Man Yin, there is still some food at home, if you don't mind eating something here." Qin Fei asked enthusiastically, the way rural people speak is so simple.

"I ate it, Brother Qin, I just came to ask you, didn't you kill a big black pig yesterday, I wonder if you still have suet."

"Oh, what a coincidence." Uncle Qin smiled embarrassedly, "Pork suet was delivered to my son-in-law early this morning, but there is still some fat, do you want it?"

Wang Manyin nodded happily, "That's good too, what price do you think, Mr. Qin, or what do you need?"

"Ham, what price are you talking about." Uncle Qin waved his hand, "Man Yin boy, I watched you grow up, and I didn't help you when you got married. I gave you these two catties of fat. dislike."

"That's not going to work. Uncle Qin, if you say so, then you have to pay more. If everyone gives away two catties of fat, your family's situation will not be able to survive?"

Wang Manyin said seriously: "That's right, I don't have a meat ticket. The price of meat in the supply and marketing cooperative is [-] cents a catty, and fat meat is said to be [-] cents. Then I will take advantage of you. How about [-] cents a catty? I just want five catties." .”

Uncle Qin looked at Man Yin with a serious face, and hurriedly waved his hands, "This can't be done, there is no such thing as nine cents a catty, if it spreads, my Qin family should be a man."

(End of this chapter)