"Mother, I want to eat meat."
"Mom, I want to eat too."
"Go away, where am I supposed to get meat for you? Your fathers don't even give me their wages, where am I supposed to buy it? Go find your fathers, don't bother me."
Yang Yufeng glared at her two sons, then picked at the cabbage leaves again.
She looked up at the neighbor's, took a deep sniff, and cursed inwardly.
Eat meat, eat meat, eat meat every day, aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?
What a spendthrift! He doesn't even know how to save money.
"Dad, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat."
"Okay, let's eat meat today."
Wang Haibing had a dark expression; even on a holiday, he wasn't in a good mood.
He heard all the commotion next door from his yard. Normally, Lao Zhuang would have called on him for help.
Now, things are getting worse and worse.
Feeling a surge of anger, he walked to the chicken coop on the south side of the yard and casually scattered some grass seeds.
When the chickens gathered around, he quickly picked one up.
"Giggle, giggle~"
The little hen struggled with all her might.
Upon seeing this, Yang Yufeng jumped to her feet.
"Wang Haibing, do you even want to live a normal life? This is a hen I raised with great difficulty, and it's still laying eggs. Put it down right now."
Wang Haibing, his face dark, went straight into the house and took out a kitchen knife.
During the holiday, you can't do without meat, so in front of Yang Yufeng, he directly slit the hen's throat.
"Oh, you spendthrift! I raised you for a year, and you ruined the eggs as soon as they laid! You glutton, if you're so capable, go find some meat yourself. What are you doing as a chicken I raised?"
Yang Yufeng slapped her thigh, feeling heartbroken.
She only has a few hens at home, and she takes care of them all day long, just waiting to eat their eggs.
Well, that's great, one of them was directly ruined by her man.
Wang Haibing remained silent, as if he were deaf. He went inside to get a thermos, poured hot water on it, and started plucking the chicken feathers.
The more Yang Yufeng talked, the more energetically he worked.
Da Bao and Er Bao both crowded around, swallowing hard and waiting to eat chicken.
The young woman glanced at it expressionlessly, put on her gloves, picked up her cloth bag, and headed out.
"Hey girl, don't go too far. Come back for meat later."
"knew."
The girl paused for a moment, then walked out again.
Now many grass seeds have fallen on the grassland, and she can't pick many in a day, but she still wants to go out.
It's more comfortable to stay on the vast grasslands than at home.
When she arrived at the entrance of the residential compound, she happened to encounter a donkey cart returning home, and she felt a little envious when she saw the little wild donkey.
"Oh...ah..."
The little wild donkey shook its head and spotted the big girl.
It raised its head and called out, as if to say hello.
Da Niu smiled and waved her hand. When they arrived at the pasture in front of the farm, she walked around with her hands behind her back.
A few days ago, she saw a long, yellow mouse in the meadow. It looked extremely cute.
She also wanted to raise some cute little creatures, just like her aunt.
...
What's going on next door?
As soon as Zhuang Mingcheng led the little wild donkey home, he heard the scolding from next door.
There were several soldiers from the battalion at home, and they looked somewhat embarrassed as they heard their instructor being scolded like that.
"It seems to be because of the hen."
Lu Fangfang shook her head, not wanting to say anything more.
After all, it's their family matter. Saying too much could easily cause misunderstandings. It's best to mind your own business.
Zhuang Mingcheng sighed, waved to the soldiers, and they immediately got back to work.
With many hands making light work, by noon the small heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) was mostly completed, and all that was left was to build the flue in the afternoon.
At this moment, Lu Fangfang had also prepared the meal, and she hurriedly called the soldiers to wash their hands and eat.
On the table, in the middle is a pot of stewed mutton head with radish, sprinkled with cilantro.
The plates next to it were also quite plentiful, with braised lamb chops, eggplant stewed with salted fish, green beans stewed with quail eggs, a plate of lamb stir-fried with tomatoes, and stir-fried spinach.
Finally, there was a plate of stir-fried mutton with mushrooms.
"Sister-in-law, this smells amazing! Your cooking is superb."
"Yes, sister-in-law, your cooking is much better than the cafeteria food. It's both fragrant and looks beautiful."
"That's right, that's right, sister-in-law, you should take the time to teach our camp's cook a lesson. His cooking is terrible."
...
Lu Fangfang listened and couldn't stop laughing.
They were just polite words, but she found them quite pleasant to hear.
"You are lucky to have this ibex. I acquired it by chance, otherwise I wouldn't be able to cook today's dishes."
Holding the bowl, she scooped up some pickled cucumbers and green beans and placed them on the table.
"These are pickled vegetables I made in the summer. You should try them."
"Sister-in-law, even if there are no blue sheep, we still love the dishes you cook."
"That's right, that's right, we all love the pickled vegetables that my sister-in-law makes."
Zhuang Mingcheng sat to the side, listening with a dark expression on his face. These brats were really getting more and more outrageous.
He pulled out a chair and quickly told his wife to sit down.
He picked up the bowl of pickled vegetables and placed it in front of Hao Dazhuang. "Dazhuang, you love pickled vegetables, so all of these are yours today."
Hao Dazhuang had been following the regimental commander for several years and knew his temper. He didn't stand on ceremony and directly picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of the cucumber.
He chewed for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he immediately gave a thumbs up.
"Delicious, delicious! It's sweet and sour, and crunchy too. It's much better than the pickled vegetables the stevedores the stevedores gave us."
"Commander, it's a deal, I can take any leftovers back with me."
He wasn't lying this time; his sister-in-law's pickled cucumbers were really delicious.
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