Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 41, Are you making fun of your old lady?

Yang Mancang glanced at his grandson, smiled and nodded: "Good job!"

Then he left with a smile.

As for Zhao Jinhua, she followed out without saying anything.

"Third brother, let's go, you are now a member of the militia, and you can't do it without you!"

The fourth child, Yang Guang'an, smiled at Yang Guangzhi, and left with his wife and others.

And the second child Yang Guangping also yelled at his wife with a dark face: "Okay, go back, shame on me!"

After speaking, he took his wife and two sons and left.

Tian Cuihua was left with a dazed face, glanced at Wang Qiuju who was dealing with the chicken and ignored her, and could only snort and leave angrily.

Yang Xiaole looked at the back of Tian Cuihua leaving, and thought for a while, thinking that the opponent's pig belonged to the team, so he didn't do it.

It seems unnecessary.

Anyway, the pig farm in the team hasn't been built yet, and it may take a few days before the pigs are handed over. The lost pigs were lost at your house, so it's up to you!

After the people left, Wang Qiuju glared at Yang Xiaole: "Why are you still holding it? Don't put it away."

"Oh! Put it back right away!"

Yang Xiaole came back to his senses, and took the knife back with a smile.

Yang Guangzhi said to Wang Qiuju: "I'll go to the team first and come back for lunch!"

Eyes on two chickens.

My saliva is about to flow down.

"Okay, let's go!"

Wang Qiuju greeted him and processed the chicken intestines on her own.

This thing is also a good thing.

After Yang Xiaole came out, Wang Qiuju stretched her neck and asked, "You really didn't do it?"

"Hey, I don't know, I have no obligation to watch their chickens."

Neither admitted nor refuted.

In the future, I will rely on these two chickens as a cover!
Seeing his expression, Wang Qiuju was still a little skeptical, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Shouted to Yang Xiaomei next to him: "Second boy, go to the vegetable field and get some peppers for frying chicken later, pick more, fry eggs, and then get some leeks, eggplants, water spinach, and beans. Take the leftovers. The rice is stuffy. Stir-fry vegetables with lard at noon."

The family likes to eat rice, not noodles, so most of the fine grains are rice.

There is only a little wheat left for making dumplings.

"Hey!"

When the eldest sister heard this, she smiled and took the fifth child out with a basket.

When Yang Xiaole heard that it was fried with lard, his saliva was about to flow down.

This lard is old fashioned.

I ate half of the lard boiled last winter, and ate a quarter of it during the last summer harvest, and the rest was ready for the autumn harvest.

But it wasn't much, it was only over a catty when it was boiled.

It’s just that boiling lard is a technical job. If the technology is not good, it can’t be preserved in the dog days. My mother’s technology is good, and it’s still white now!

Xizi looked at Wang Qiuju handling the chicken, pouted her buttocks and asked, "Mom, can I have some chicken offal for lunch? I want to eat it."

"You child, you have chicken to eat, why do you eat chicken offal!"

Wang Qiuju complained.

Yang Xiaole licked her lips and smiled there.

Fresh chicken innards are not comparable to quick-frozen ones. Freshly fried or stewed chicken offal are fragrant and tender.

This is a special case of Papa and myself.

Wang Qiuju is always fooling a few little guys by pretending to be shit.

Xizi frowned when she heard this.

"Hmph, don't give it to me again!", and then ran to the vegetable field angrily to pick vegetables with the elder sister.

Yang Xiaole looked at his old mother who seemed to be a little distressed, so she asked strangely: "Mom, what's the matter with you? Are you still angry just now?"

Wang Qiuju shook her head with some headaches: "The captain said that after work and dinner, we will not go home. We will attend the literacy class in the team. We must study."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was amused.

I haven't studied for decades, and it really embarrasses these people.

Then he said with a serious face: "Mother, don't you often say it? What's the difficulty in studying, don't you just use your brain? Let you try it in the sun for a day."

When speaking, he also imitated Wang Qiuju's tone.

Seeing his expression, Wang Qiuju laughed, and then scolded with a smile: "Go away. Make fun of your old lady, aren't you?"

Yang Xiaole smiled.

Seeing that the house had calmed down and nothing was going on, he was going to go out to see if the well water had any special uses.

"Mom, I'm going to see what dad and the others are doing!"

After speaking, he turned his head and left the compound.

"Don't be late when you come back later, I won't keep it for you if you are late!"

Wang Qiuju's threatening voice came from behind.

"understood!"

After leaving a word, he ran out.

When I came to the team committee, I saw a lot of people busy there, some were digging a hole to make a stove, and some were digging a hole to build a shed.

Very busy.

"The dog left! The dog left!"

When he came to the yard of a thatched cottage, he yelled into it.

After a while, a strong little guy came out.

The other party was the grandson picked up by Yang Mazi, Yang Wensheng, nicknamed Gou Sheng, who was also his classmate, and also one of the only two people in the village who could win the certificate.

He is one, and Gou Sheng is one of them.

Because Gousheng is not able to work, so the family belongs to the subsistence allowance households.

But Yang Mazi is a capable person. He used to be an old hunter. He didn't have to go to work, so he had time to go to the mountains to hunt things.

Meat is not said to be available every day, but it is still possible to eat one meal a week.

In addition, this guy had learned some simple fists and kicks from Yang Mazi since he was a child, so people of the same age in the village would not dare to provoke him.

"Xiao Le? Why are you here?"

Gou Sheng came out wearing an undershirt and holding a cattail fan. His hair was like a chicken coop, but his clothes were quite clean.

It was strange for him to see it.

"Oh, it's okay, come pick a grape and eat it."

There was a vine in the old man's yard, which was already bearing fruit, but no one in the village dared to come in.

Because there is a big yellow dog.

Only a few can get in.

Gou Sheng smiled and opened the door.

Yang Xiaole stretched out his head to look: "Where's your grandpa? Isn't he at home?"

"Going to help the team. Come in."

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaole nodded. Because this guy has no father or mother, he has a wild temper, and he doesn't have many friends in the village.

Count yourself as one.

When I was in elementary school in the village, I was bullied by the villagers for my weak body, and this guy even helped me out.

Although I can get it back by myself, a hero can't suffer from immediate losses!

The relationship between the two is still very good.

After Yang Xiaole came in, she looked around the room, and saw a big yellow dog tied under the vine, sleeping lazily there.

The dog hair didn't fall out much.

That's the energy, like a late old man.

There is some corn mush in the dog bowl next to it, but it looks like it hasn't been touched much.

"Rhubarb, what's the matter with you?"

When he came close, he tried to shout.

Gou Sheng followed and looked at Rhubarb in front of him with sadness in his eyes: "Grandpa said that Rhubarb is getting old, and I don't think he can handle it this week."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the small vines and said, "Pick it. There are not many ripe ones, and I eat them all. My master said, this tree will be cut down. I won't be able to eat it in the future."

(End of this chapter)