Reborn seventy, sister-in-law has space

Chapter 262 You Have to Call Me Little Uncle

Chapter 262 You Have to Call Me Little Uncle

"Xiao Qi is back?" Meng Feng was carrying a hoe and was about to go out. When he saw Meng Qidi, he smiled and put down the hoe.

"Uncle Feng, my dad said that the village is going to slaughter pigs tomorrow. I wonder if there are many? I want to buy some back." Meng Qidi handed over the malted milk essence in her hand.

There is no more pork to buy in the town, although the above does not prevent everyone from starting a small business.

However, when raising pigs, no one can feed them for a while.

At this time, the pigs were basically raised by the brigades.

"You child! Why are you being polite?" Meng Feng said angrily, he didn't want to accept it, but Xiao Qi stuffed it directly into his hand, and he simply refused to refuse.

"Pork is available, but I don't know how much you want?"

There is not much use for work now, and it is estimated that the field will be distributed next year or two, and it is impossible to feed the pigs collectively, so it is better to kill them all, and have a good year for everyone.

Meng Daqiang and the others helped the village raise two pigs, which weighed several hundred catties. If they told the big guys that Xiao Qi wanted to buy them, there should be some.

How to put it, every household lacks a catty or two of meat, so they all order out.

Meng Qidi pondered for a moment, "How about this, Uncle, I'll take as much as you have tomorrow, and buy it at the market price of meat."

Meng Feng was slightly taken aback, "Why did you buy so much meat?"

"I'm going to stuff the sausages, and make the rest bacon. Isn't this going to study in Beijing next year? Take some with you."

In fact, she has space and is not afraid of spoilage. When she goes back, she puts some in the space, so that she can eat fresh ones during the Chinese New Year.

There is space, so there is no need to be afraid of damage.

"Okay, I'll give you more when the time comes. You won't go back today? Why don't you come home for dinner tonight?"

Meng Qidi shook her head, "Go to my dad's place, they probably have all prepared, if you don't go back tonight, then Uncle Feng can just say that, it doesn't matter how much it costs."

After tossing about so many things, she actually doesn't have much money in her hands. When she goes to Beijing, she will see how to make money. If she doesn't make some money, she will have to drink the northwest wind.

In her previous life, she had heard that the house prices in Beijing City were expensive, especially the courtyard house, which was simply sky-high. When she had money, she would go to build a courtyard house to live in.

In life, there are still goals.

"Look at you, there is no one who raises the price by himself, go back quickly." Meng Feng was helpless.

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

"Wait, take this away." Meng Feng held up the malted milk extract helplessly.

"Uncle Feng, that's for younger siblings, make up for it." Meng Qidi had already left the yard after speaking.

When Meng Qidi came back, she heard crying in the yard before reaching the door, her expression changed and she came in quickly.

It's just that she paused after coming in, it seemed that things were different from what she thought...

Except for the three children, no one was there in the yard, and they must all be busy.

"If you cry, I won't give it to you! A manly man, like a soft-legged shrimp, flips over when touched, and loves to cry, with a shameful face."

The little girl put her hips on her hips and protected Meng Xiaofu tightly behind her. Despite her young age, she spoke eloquently.

It was Meng Xiaopang who was sitting on the ground crying, as if stimulated by this little sister, he got up cleverly.

"Smelly girl, you are the soft-legged shrimp! You owe..."

Just when he was about to beat Ling Cheng, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Meng Qidi at the door, and then he said aggrievedly, "You're a soft-footed shrimp!"

Meng Qidi was a little hesitant, was she really too tough, so she let this girl follow suit?
Ling Cheng snorted softly, "Soft-footed shrimp, I won't give it to you! This is my candy. My aunt said that I can distribute my things as I want. No one else has the right to ask!"

"That's my sister too! Damn girl, you have to call me little uncle!"

Suddenly finding this statement, Meng Xiaopang suddenly became proud, the candy was not given by his fifth sister!
"Little uncle snatches my niece's candy, sorry, isn't it embarrassing?" Meng Xiaofu suddenly said.

"Then... when did I snatch it... Who told you not to give me a taste..." Meng Xiaopang's anger subsided, and his voice became smaller and smaller...

The corner of Meng Qidi's mouth twitched, and she was about to interrupt the three children, when she caught a glimpse of the figure by the window on the second floor out of the corner of her eye, she stopped.

By the window sill on the second floor, Zhao Hong quietly glanced down again.

Meng Qidi frowned slightly, if she remembered correctly, that window sill should be the window sill of the room Meng Daqiang allocated to her, right?

What is she doing on the second floor?

Since the last time Zhao Hong went to her place to quarrel, I haven't seen her for a few months, and I just took a quick look at the banquet at home before.

The current Meng Yuzhen has actually changed too much, lipstick, curly hair...

And that dress...

Too much like the woman who went to work in the next village in the previous life, it is said to be...

Realizing that she was thinking wildly, Meng Qidi withdrew her thoughts, glanced at the upstairs and then withdrew her gaze. She had to lock the door when she went to bed at night.

It's best to change your own bed sheets, I always feel that Zhao Hong will be a little bit malicious.

Meng Qidi didn't encounter any malicious intentions. She locked the door tightly at night and replaced the bed sheets with a space, but she had no dreams all night.

At dawn the next day, Meng Qidi woke up when voices came from downstairs, and quickly changed her clothes.

When going downstairs, thinking of Zhao Hong appearing in this room several times, Meng Qidi locked the door worriedly.

After going downstairs, I didn't see Zhao Hong and his wife, so I guess they haven't got up yet.

I walked around the yard and found people from the village in the backyard. Everyone was waiting to catch pigs and kill them with joy.

Butchering pigs is a major event in the village, and everyone is active.

"Xiao Qi woke up? The captain said you want to buy pork from the village. Xiao Qi, my family can order all of them."

"Yes, my family can also order."

Everyone greeted Meng Qidi warmly.

Meng Qidi also greeted warmly.

Turning her head to look around, she didn't see Zhao Hong, Meng Qidi frowned slightly, did she not get up in the room, or did she go out?

Without paying too much attention to Zhao Hong, Meng Qidi stepped back a few steps, not letting herself get in the way.

With more people and more strength, the speed of slaughtering pigs is much faster. Around seven o'clock, the pigs have been processed and the pork is ready to be divided.

It was still the old rule, the pigs were left in the water for the Meng Daqiang family who fed the pigs, and the pig's blood was naturally divided equally.

Knowing that Meng Qidi wants to buy pork, the family can also order less meat, and everyone agrees to order less evenly.

It's not that people consciously reasoned, but that Meng Qidi's price for pork was ten cents more than the price of meat in the town.

At around ten o'clock, the two pigs were basically divided, and Meng Qidi almost bought nearly a hundred catties of pork, and when she went back in the afternoon, she asked the village to send it back with a cart.

At noon, several families ate together. Sun Fang seemed to be afraid that someone would snatch it, so she picked up a bowl full of pig hearts for Meng Xiaopang.

Old lady Meng glanced displeasedly, she didn't reprimand her because of her face.

Except for Meng Daqiang and the second elder, the eldest and second servants all came over.

Meng Qidi still didn't see Zhao Hong's figure, "Is she not here?"

It took Meng Daqiang a long time to realize who his daughter was talking about, "You mean your mother? Who knows where she went, don't worry about it."

"No, I can't see anyone every two days." Sun Fang muttered with his mouth full.

When no one was there, Meng Qidi didn't continue to ask, she got some broth for Ling Cheng, and then lowered her head and started eating.

(End of this chapter)