Cannon fodder engages in introversion in the chronicle

The slaughter of pigs in the village was extremely lively. According to the usual practice, everyone brought a dish at home for such an event. Pei Guoan came back at noon, and there was still a sack on the back of the bicycle.

"This is a welfare from our bureau, and I bought some things for the New Year."

Li Miaomiao asked Pei Guoan to put the things in the house first, and locked the door. The couple took their children and brought a large bowl of white steamed buns to the village to eat pig-killing rice.

Li Miaomiao was very generous with this big pot of white steamed buns.

After the lively meal, Li Miaomiao's family also shared a large piece of pork, weighing more than 20 catties.

"Uncle Degen, why are there so many points? Is it too much?"

"Not much, not much, this is what the big guy means. You have done so many things for the village. Now there are trucks in the village. Everyone is grateful. You can just take it with confidence."

"Here, I just did my duty."

Although Li Miaomiao was not guilty of taking this meat, she really couldn't bear the most things and situations.

"Guo'an daughter-in-law, don't be humble. If it weren't for you, the big guys in the village would be able to live such a good life? Let alone you go to the provincial capital to run back and forth for the affairs of the village. Everyone You can see it in your eyes and feel grateful in your heart, so don't shirk it."

Accountant Wu also said aside, if he had to say who he admired most, there were only Pei Guoan and his wife in the village.

"Since it is everyone's wish, then take it."

Pei Guoan said with a smile on the side, the things Li Miaomiao did deserve to be treated like this by everyone

The meat brought back from Niujia Village before, and the leftover Li Miaomiao smoked into bacon. Not only is the bacon delicious, but it is also convenient to store, especially thinking about the disaster next year. At that time, even food will be scarce. Not to mention the meat, Li Miaomiao smoked a lot of it one after another.

Li Miaomiao thought about the meat brought back from the village, and only kept about ten catties, and the rest were also made into bacon.

Not only bacon, Pei Guoan went hunting in the mountains whenever he was free, and none of the prey he hunted was sold, but was made into cured goods and stored in Pei Guoan's newly dug cellar.

As the host, Pei Guoan is not clear about what is in his family. He doesn't know Li Miaomiao's worries. He just thinks that Li Miaomiao is a hoarder. After seeing so many things, Li Miaomiao is still going on, a little helpless: "Our family hoarded so much food. , if it’s really discussed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish it in two years.”

"Don't worry about having too many things. There are still people who think there is too much food these days? Besides, I always feel like something is going to happen. I feel at ease when I stock up on some food."

When Li Miaomiao said so, Pei Guoan could only helplessly condone Li Miaomiao's behavior. In his opinion, Li Miaomiao was so insecure because of the previous experience, which was too stimulated and left sequelae.

"Okay, since you need such peace of mind, then save more, our family also has this condition now."

In the evening, thinking that there was meat at home, Li Miaomiao made braised pork for several old people and sent it over.

A few old people ate the braised pork and sighed.

"At this time, I can still eat such delicious braised pork, I am happier than a god!"

"I haven't tasted such a delicious taste for many years. This girl Miao Miao is really kind to us old things. I don't know if there will be a day to repay us in the future."

Li Miaomiao didn't know the emotions of the old people. The next day, she received a letter from her natal family asking her to return to her natal family for the New Year on 27.