Chapter 344 Letter
Even though Song Huilan said she would send noodles over.
Qin Qing didn't take it seriously either.
After returning home, steam the steamed buns that were made in the morning.
He grabbed a plate of bacon and prepared to have a meal.
Unexpectedly, Qin Zegang actually walked in the dark night and brought two large bowls of mixed noodles.
Mixed with freshly made soybean paste and garnished with chopped green onions and pickled mustard greens, it is fragrant and mouth-watering.
Looking at his cousin busy in the kitchen, Qin Zegang said in surprise, "You guys cooked? My mom even specially scooped out a big bowl!" The portion is substantial, so there is no need to worry about not having enough to eat.
Yang Liansheng explained, "I steamed some dishes..." and then hinted to Qin Qing with his eyes.
The latter quickly reacted, opened the pot, took a bowl of bacon, handed it to Qin Zegang, and said, "This is the smoked meat my father sent over, you guys try it..."
The meat is evenly thick and has a rosy luster, and the aroma lingers in your nose.
Qin Zegang swallowed his saliva and said, "How can I be so embarrassed!"
Yang Liansheng pointed at the noodles and said with a smile, "We should be the ones to say this..."
Qin Zegang declined for a while, but finally went home with the bowl.
Qin Qing brought out the remaining meat, and the two of them ate happily with a mouthful of noodles and a mouthful of meat.
While Qin Qing was washing the dishes, Yang Liansheng carried half a bag of corn into the kitchen.
"This is the food for the people collected this year..."
In their family, only Qin Qing occasionally went out in the first half of the year, so the amount of food they got was pitifully little.
Even Qin Qing was surprised. "That's all?"
"Well, the harvest this year was not good..."
Qin Qing frowned when he heard this. Their family only had so much food, and the others probably weren't much better off.
It seems that whether you make a living or not, you still have to rely on luck!
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Widow Yang took her new daughter-in-law to Yang Kaifu's house under the cover of night.
There were already quite a few people standing scattered in the small yard.
Some were squatting, some were standing, and they were talking to each other.
We are all talking about this year's corn harvest.
Even Zhang Laizi, whose whole family could eat well if he only had one child, was among them.
With a bitter face, he said to Yang Kaifu, "Captain! There's not enough corn today! I'm afraid we won't be able to get enough food."
The old man squatting under the eaves echoed, "Yes, yes! Compared to previous years, there is one less bag..."
Yang Kaifu's head ached with anger after hearing these words. He banged his pipe on the steps a few times and said impatiently, "You all know what this year has been like. God is being so harsh on us. Our village is already doing pretty well! Other villages have already started tightening their belts. What else do you want?"
"Then each bucket of water we carried wasn't carried in vain..." someone in the crowd whispered.
Yang Kaifu's eyes locked onto him instantly, and he spread his hands and said, "Come on, speak louder, come up here and talk! If you have any questions about this grain, you can search through all the boxes and cabinets in my house. Besides the little that was collected, if there is any other, whoever finds it can take it!"
Yang Kaifu's words were harsh.
Zhang Laizi said awkwardly, "Who would dare to..."
They just came to see if there was any advantage to be gained, and more or less hoped that the captain would give an explanation.
Widow Yang's daughter-in-law gently poked her waist, and the latter just put on a smile and was about to say something.
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