Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 122 Dividing Pork

Xiao Dongming sat on the head of the bed, his eyes were bright, and there was a gentle smile on his face like the spring breeze and warm sun.

Seeing her combing her waist-long hair, her slender fingers were flying back and forth between the black hair, while braiding and chasing him.

"You idiot, won't you wake me up? That bed is small and hard, can a wounded person sleep on it? Does your back hurt or something?"

Lin Yulan complained, but she felt a little awkward and sore in her heart.

It's not that she doesn't know what's good or bad, but it's this kind of silent accommodation that makes her feel even more guilty.

Grabbing a sick patient's bed, is this something human can do?
The point is, this big fool even gave her the bed.
He was full of smiles, without a word of refutation, watching her simply weave a hemp flower braid and throw it behind her neck, "Why don't you tie flower buds into your head? It's so beautiful."

Her hand tied the rubber band paused, ignoring the inexplicably missed beat in her heart, and swallowed, "I-I want you to take care of it"

Living here with an embarrassing status, she could only silently convince herself that she was a free nurse with no affection.

Who wants to dress up to attract attention?
It must be as low-key as possible!
Lin Yulan tried her best to keep a low profile, but a pig in the village was quite high profile.

Before dawn, half the village heard the heart-piercing cry that went straight to the sky.

A new labor task has been arranged, and those companies with more labor will dig out the dredging beds.

Song Yi heard Lin Yuzhu's suggestion to feed the newly hatched fry with soy milk. After struggling for a few days, he obediently followed suit.

Faced with the unanimous opposition of several production team cadres of the Liu family, he was so heartbroken that he went to the brigade to collect two hundred catties of soybeans in his own name and signed an IOU.

Grind a few catties of beans every day, once in the morning and once in the evening, and personally take them to the large pond of the production team to feed the fry.

Except for the bean dregs, the members of the Song family didn't take a sip of soy milk into their mouths.

Lin Yuzhu originally only asked him to use one or two acres to try the effect of rice flower fish, but now he is no longer the shy one.

If you want to try it, take those paddy fields that have been dug and rectified.

All the fish fry in the pond came out, and the buyer was asked to buy hundreds of catties from other production teams. The paddy field at the end of Changkeng was all used to raise rice flower fish, and Baishiao was not raised.

The small fry that Song Yi raised as a baby are already as thick as a thumb. There are many aquatic plants and microorganisms in the rice fields, and there are green duckweeds, so artificial feeding is no longer needed.

The task the Lin family received was to weed the corn fields, and the production team was short of not only fertilizers, but also pesticides.

Provincially produced pesticides are mainly several kinds of insecticides, and there are no herbicides.

Even for pesticides, there are very few indicators that the production team can approve.

Provincial production of pesticides began in the late 50s and developed slowly.

For example, the famous insecticidal emulsifiable emulsions such as dichlorvos and dimethoate, with the continuous price reduction, are still unaffordable at the price of [-] tons and [-] tons.

It is impossible for those who do not want to live to end their lives by drinking pesticides.

Weeds without strong natural enemies grow faster than corn seedlings, and when it rains, they break through the ground and jump up at an astonishing speed.

Lin Yuzhu rested for three days, and then started the labor mode of long-sleeved trousers, wearing a straw hat, facing the loess and back to the sky.

The sound of pigs from the Song family's butcher made the entire production team excited all day long. When the bell rang, the children lost their minds about work and ran back at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint.

It was rare for the production team to kill a pig, and everyone was extremely excited. When they crossed the weeds, they took the hurdle posture to win the Olympic gold medal.

Lin Yuzhu and Fang Shuhui didn't intend to work hard to complete the task ahead of schedule, and walked leisurely along with the children's team.

Anyway, you can get meat in the morning and evening, so it doesn't have to be the same as being beaten with chicken blood.

The Song family slaughtered a 150-jin pig, which was considered a big pig in the era of food scarcity.

After cleaning up, it was less than 130 catties, and the family kept [-] catties for treats, and the rest was distributed to members of the commune.

For members who don't eat pork once in half a year, it's tantamount to joy from heaven.

Go early to pick the fatter meat. Everyone hopes that they will be in the front. Those who work far away from the Song family can only try to close the gap with extraordinary charging speed.

There were two long tables at the entrance of Song's house, and there were two large basins under the tables, one was congealed pig's blood, and the other was offal.

Accountant Liu, wearing an apron and holding a bone-chopping knife, stood majestically behind the table, preparing to divide the meat for the members as usual.

This is part of his job as an accountant and cashier, so everyone has to watch his face.

A little boy walked to the table with the help of an old woman who was walking tremblingly. Before they could speak, Accountant Liu's face fell down.

With a few bangs of the bone chopping knife, the rib meat with the keel was chopped off, and then the meat was stripped neatly horizontally until only a thin layer remained.

"Accountant Liu, cut some fat for me..." The old woman hunched over and smiled at him cautiously and ingratiatingly.

"Walk around, what right does your family have to cut fat." Accountant Liu waved impatiently, "If you didn't come early, I wouldn't cut the meat for you."

Usually, pigs go into the water, so there is no good meat.

The old lady was used to this kind of treatment, but she still stood there with a smile on her face, humbly holding the basin in her hand, "My granddaughter-in-law is about to give birth, and I want to eat a few pieces of oil residue, cut some fat for me Bar."

"No! I'll give you a piece of pig's blood at most!" Accountant Liu stretched out his hand angrily and pulled her aside, "Don't get in the way!"

What kind of family dares to ask for fat meat, can other members agree!
There was a long queue in the line, and when it was Fang Shuhui's turn, she held the basin and gently placed it on the table.

With a bang, the ribs with keel were thrown into the basin again without much meat.

She looked at the ribs with no fat on her face in embarrassment, and remembered that her eldest daughter asked for a piece of fat and thin ribs made of mountain fungus chili meat sauce and sent to the hospital.

The younger daughter likes to eat spicy food, but the food in the hospital must be accommodated to Xiao Dongming, and the food for the wounded should not be too spicy.

She bravely pushed the basin forward and pointed to the hind leg of the pig.

"Who are you? You can choose for yourself?" Accountant Liu's face immediately became stinky.

He beat his family repeatedly, but with the captain guarding him, his family had nothing to do.

Still want to pick meat?

There is no door either!

Fang Shuhui can read the meaning from his mouth and face even if she can't hear, but now she is no longer the class enemy who is reviled by others.

She is Lin Yuzhu's mother, the mother of Lin Yuzhu who has made great contributions to the production team!
The youngest daughter is working hard in the town, can't eat well, sleep well and take care of the sick, she must have a good piece of meat today!
Fang Shuhui had a rare tough attitude, stubbornly pointing at the fat and thin pig hind legs.

Accountant Liu's attitude was tougher than hers, and he pulled her aside and continued to share meat with others.

Most of the people who come to pick up the pork are children from members’ families. Anyway, the distribution is the same every year, and adults come less often.

There are also some women, in the spirit of grinding as much as they can, begging accountant Liu to cut fat meat for nothing.

"I said Accountant Liu, you can't do this. The Lin family is eligible to share the fat now. You should cut a piece for Aunt Fang."

With Wu Chili at the beginning, many women immediately chimed in.

Accountant Liu was unmoved, and squinted his eyes and looked at them threateningly, "A pig is only this big, and it needs to be fat. Will you give you the leftovers?"

"It's a big deal, let's divide it a little less, and it should be evenly distributed." Wu Chili spat out the pumpkin seed skin in his mouth and said with a smile.

Fang Shuhui's temperament is used to being soft, and she was born as a well-bred lady, so naturally she can't do things like throwing a tantrum.

Just as he was so entangled that he didn't know what to do, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Yi coming from behind the house with a handful of straw in his hand.

His eyes lit up, he walked up to him, pointed to the direction of his house, then to the hind leg of the pig, and finally pointed to the basin by the table, and waved his hand.

The meaning is very clear, the daughter wants fat meat, not ribs.

Song Yi nodded, put down the straw, walked over to pour out the ribs, grabbed Accountant Liu's knife, cut off a piece and put it in the basin.

Not much, about half a catty, the same amount as others.

Fang Shuhui took the basin, smiled happily at him, turned around and walked slowly home.

Accountant Liu glared at Song Yi unhappily, "Captain, it's hard for me to explain to the members of the club if you cut flesh like this!"

There are only so many good meats, and every year, the members of his Liu family cut the best pork belly first, and then it is the turn of the Zong family to have a reputation.

The lower back and leg meat are distributed to ordinary commune members.

The last ones are distributed to those disgraceful families.

Song Yi gave him a deep look, "You don't know why you divided the meat today? I don't know which piece of meat my fiancée and mother-in-law want to eat?"

Accountant Liu met his cold eyes and immediately turned off the fire.

The men of the Song family are notorious for loving their wives. I didn't expect the captain to be such a stubborn young man, and he was so precious as an eyeball before he got through the door...

What a disgrace to their men!
Song Yi didn't even give him a look, so he grabbed the straw and left directly.

His precious daughter-in-law has requirements, not to mention the conditions now, if there are no conditions, he must create conditions to satisfy her.

Fang Shuhui walked home with a smile on her face, and her back, which was bent by years of sorrow, straightened a lot at this moment.

The meat in the pot is not a simple piece of meat, which means that the mother and daughter of the Lin family can stand upright and upright. These are the confidence given to her by her daughter and son-in-law.

Sitting in the main room, Lin Yuzhu cut off the threads of a bunch of dried mushrooms, and carefully selected the thicker ones.

Thinking about spending half a day in a few days to visit Xiao Dongming with my mother and what to bring there.

It is definitely necessary to stew a chicken soup with Lingquan water, which can promote fracture healing.

Take those malted milk extracts and cans at home, too.

With Xiao Dongming's character, it's hard to say whose mouth the thing ended up in.

As soon as Fang Shuhui came back, she made gestures with Lin Yuzhu about sharing the pork at the gate of Song's house just now. She was filled with joy, and she was extremely satisfied with Song Yi.

She urged Lin Yuzhu to buy red cloth as soon as possible. She wanted to embroider her daughter's wedding dress and hold a wedding soon.

"I want to hug my grandson, but it's not convenient for my mother-in-law. I'll take care of your confinement child and take care of the child. The sixth son of the Song family grows well, and you grow well, too. The child born will look good."

Lin Yuzhu was so ashamed and had a headache by her eager anticipation that even if she urged her to get married, she even gave birth to a child...

Quickly put down her things to persuade her to calm down, but Fang Shuhui had already started the idea of ​​hugging her grandson, how could a few words be enough to persuade her.

Just as the two were coming and going to brainwash each other, Lin Yuzhu glanced out with a bitter face, and found an old and a young walking over from the side of the dam.

Neither unfamiliar nor familiar, one of the special problem families in the village.

(End of this chapter)