Zeng Youqian and his wife originally wanted to go home directly, but they were stopped by Yan Bugui and could not leave. Having been neighbors for many years, they knew each other's true nature.
"Did you buy the bones?" Zeng Youqian's stern face showed joy. "It's good that you bought them. I asked him to buy them. My second brother came and brought a wild rabbit that weighed three or four pounds. Fei didn't want Yumei to cook it, so he asked the eldest brother to buy a set of pig bones. We went there in the afternoon. It's good enough that we bought them. Who cares if there is meat or not?"
"Well, hares are good things..." Yan Bugui smiled embarrassedly.
He failed to show off and was instead treated as Versailles by others. In front of the wild rabbit, the wild vegetable soup stewed with fish heads and tails was nothing.
As for Zeng Youqian, he is angry because Zeng Wangcai refused to accept the child marriage, but his son is his own and he has to protect him in front of outsiders.
There was no meat on the pig bones, but he was not angry. Instead, he thought that his eldest brother was right. It was a rare occasion for his second brother to come, so if he couldn't eat the meat, what was the point of drinking some bone soup?
Zeng Youqian no longer gossiped with Yan Bugui, nor did he look at the dishes on Yan Bugui's table. He didn't like to meddle in other people's affairs, nor did he like others to meddle in his own family's affairs.
The three of them walked to the door, but before they entered the house, Chen Yumei smelled the aroma of stewed bones and said with a pained look, "This child, how many seasonings did he give her? The aroma can be smelled from eight blocks away."
However, thinking that the child took the initiative to cook and knew to buy bones to entertain the guests, Chen Yumei did not complain at all.
The fact that Zeng Wangcai cooked actually had a great impact on Zeng Youqian and his wife.
After opening the door curtain and entering the house, Chen Yumei saw the pork bones soaking in the basin on the ground. She couldn't help but say, "Wangcai, why do you keep so many of them? You've done all of them... uh..."
Before he could finish his words, Chen Yumei and Zeng Youqian's brothers were all stunned.
Next to the eight-immortals table, there were three small clown faces, and in the middle of them was an enamel basin. In the basin were piled up meat bones, meat bones, maroon-colored meat bones.
"Dad..., Dad, you're back. Look at the meat that big brother cooked... It's so delicious. Xiaohuan ate two pieces... Xiaohuan also ate a popsicle..."
Okay, give it all up!
A few minutes later, Chen Yumei went to make steamed corn bread. The three children looked at Zeng Youqian pitifully, as if they had done something wrong. Zeng Youqian and his brothers were sitting and smoking cigarettes, with a pot of wine in front of them.
Two dollars, a pot of wine, a pile of bones with so much meat on them, some popsicles, and some candy. I just can't count it all.
"Tell me, who did you borrow it from?" Zeng Youqian puffed out a puff of cigarette.
Zeng Youhuo also exhaled a puff of smoke, feeling touched but a little embarrassed: "Wangcai, you don't have to be like this. Life in the countryside is hard, but your second uncle has hands and feet, and the family can still be supported. You haven't even started working yet, and you've caused such a big famine all of a sudden. How are you going to pay it back in the future?"
Oh, these days, you have to find a reason to eat something delicious behind closed doors. It's really fucked up.
Zeng Wangcai complained in his heart, walked to the cabinet in the corner, and brought the old actor's cloth bag over: "Here are five catties of flour and five catties of food coupons. Second uncle will stay for another day tomorrow. Use the food coupons to buy food before leaving. Here are two catties of tobacco..."
He didn't dare take out more than that, for fear of scaring them.
However, despite this, Zeng Youqian and his former brothers were still dumbfounded when they saw five pounds of greasy white flour, two pounds of golden tobacco, and five pounds of national food coupons.
None of these three things is invaluable.
The cadres were reluctant to eat the good flour and the strong flour. The already cut tobacco was obviously good stuff at first glance, with almost no stems, not to mention the food coupons.
"Did you rob a food station?" Zeng Youqian thought about it over and over again, but couldn't figure out where Zeng Wangcai could get these treasures from.
In fact, this is the normal situation. In a family, it is normal for a father and son to know each other well. If the son suddenly gets valuable supplies, how can the father just praise him as a "good son" and enjoy them willingly?
I am worried that my son will learn bad things, so it is better to make sure the origin of the things is unknown.
Zeng Wangcai had already thought of an excuse: "What are you thinking? I have the intention but not the guts to do it. The meat and bones were obtained by Lin Huyang's father. I owe him a favor. The slaughterhouse happened to be slaughtering pigs this afternoon. The flour and food coupons were borrowed from Huang Liang's family."
The two buddies used all their skills, and it worked flawlessly.
Huang Liang's family was better off. There were four people in his family, and three of them had jobs, so they had no worries about food and clothing. Huang Liang fell ill when he was young and had a slight disability in his left leg. It was not very serious, but this problem caused Huang Liang a lot of suffering. At school, he was either robbed or beaten, and being ridiculed was the least of his problems. Huang Liang had to keep changing schools.
Later, he transferred to the school where Zeng Wangcai and Lin Huyang were, and became classmates. These two were the bullies in the school. After they met Huang Liang, they started to protect Huang Liang, and this protection gave them a new buddy.
"This is too much. What can our family use to pay back? Your second uncle and grandmother have me, and I'm not dead yet. Is it your turn to worry? Just go to work and make money to support the family. Just marry Xiuzhi honestly, and you don't have to worry about anything else.
"I've told you again and again that we should be sensible when dealing with friends. We shouldn't take what we shouldn't take, and we shouldn't eat what we shouldn't eat. Especially in this year, every family has a few poor relatives..."
Zeng Youyou said a lot of good advice before, but he was still worried that the child would grow crooked, so he said to leave the things for now, keep a tight schedule at home for a few months, and replace them slowly.
Zeng Youhuo did not come here to ask for anything, but for Zeng Wangcai's marriage. Now that this happened, he was moved and uneasy. He did not want white flour at all, but only the five pounds of corn flour he exchanged for in the afternoon. He refused to take any tobacco at all, saying that he would just get something to satisfy his cravings in the countryside.
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