On the way back, a cool summer breeze brushed against the faces of the Chen family members.
Chen Xian bought a straw hat for each member of the Chen family.
He lay on the oxcart, legs crossed, a blade of grass in his mouth, and his straw hat over his face.
Erzhu asked with a hint of doubt, "Is it really a good idea for our family to sell pigs now?"
Dazhu scratched his head, looking regretful.
"Yeah, if it grows wildly, who knows..."
He looked around nervously halfway through his sentence.
"Make more money, make a hefty few hundred taels from him."
Cuihua laughed and said, "Fool, it's not that easy. Dad said that with our family's farming background, if we make a fortune, we'll be targeted and resented. That would be a disaster for the whole family. It's better to stop while we're ahead."
Chen Xian nodded.
One should not be too greedy.
He had witnessed the savagery of gamblers who wouldn't give up until they achieved their goal, and the deep nightmares they were trapped in. If they had stopped halfway, the wealth they had acquired would have been enough for them to live comfortably for decades without ever spending it all.
But greed is irresistible and often leads to being swallowed up by desires. After all, one's luck can't stay good forever; there will always be a moment when it's all drained.
Even if he was lucky enough to leave with a large sum of money, he would still be targeted by the casino staff, who would try to kill him. This incident left a deep impression on him.
The truck was loaded with a large amount of coarse cloth, about ten kilograms of white sugar, ten kilograms of sesame candy, ten kilograms of salt, dozens of kilograms of straw paper, a basket of eggs, and a basket of duck eggs.
There was also a big, fat pig grunting and squealing on the oxcart.
The carriage swayed and rocked.
Each of the three girls held a straw handle for a candied hawthorn, with bright red candied hawthorns stuck into it.
The two of them dangled their legs on the ground, tilted their heads, hummed a little tune, and nodded as they savored the moment.
Her hair was tied with the latest red ribbon, and she wore two buns.
His lips were covered in syrup.
I passed by the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village.
A bunch of people were standing below.
"Hey, Da Zhu's dad, you've made a lot of money these days doing business. Look at all the stuff you bought in the car."
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Da Cheng's mother stared at the oxcart in astonishment.
"Are you seeing things? That's a huge fat pig! When I went to town a few days ago, pork prices had risen to almost forty wen a jin. Da Zhu's dad really made a fortune. Such a huge fat pig, my God."
The crowd was somewhat puzzled.
Then came a deep sense of bewilderment.
"How much would a big, fat pig cost?"
Tiger's mother had already begun to secretly regret her actions.
Could it be that the grain the villagers gave them was sold by his family? If I had known that his family was so rich from their stall business, I would never have given them the grain. Wouldn't it have been better to keep it for ourselves?
Subtly drawing the attention of those around them.
I've noticed that there are quite a few people with that kind of look in their eyes.
Tsk tsk.
Everyone had different thoughts.
Several households in the village have already started setting off firecrackers.
It is said that they are preparing to renovate the house.
Summer.
It is very easy for heavy rain to fall.
Furthermore, some villagers are newlyweds, and renovating their houses is also a way of expressing their hopes for a better future.
The families of Gou Sheng and Zhang Daguang were already bustling with activity, having hired a well-known bricklayer from the village to haul adobe bricks and mix mud.
Da Cheng's mother, with her big mouth, has spread the news that Chen Xian brought a pig from town all over the place.
My uncle sat at the door, muttering to himself.
"They're just throwing money away. If they have money and want to eat pork, they can't just secretly buy a few pounds. Now they're buying a whole pig. How much money would that cost? It's too ostentatious."
"No, I have to talk to the village head about this. I can't let them spread rumors. No matter how much money this pig cost, it was earned by the entire Dazhu family working hard from dawn till dusk. The money was earned cleanly. Why are they spreading rumors like this?"
Uncle Chen got up and left angrily.
Old Li Zhengjia.
They stared blankly as Chen Xian, Chen Dazhu, and Chen Erzhu each grabbed a pig by the ear, a pig by the hind leg, and a pig by the front leg, dragging the fat pig down.
"Are you serious, Brother Xian?"
Chen Gui was somewhat bewildered.
Chen Qingshan was also stunned and stood there.
"You heard me right, villagers. If you give me ten catties of wheat, I'll feel bad. I'm an honest man, and it's too much for me to handle. After thinking it over, I'm thinking of giving each villager a catty of pork. Is that alright?"
"Um?"
"Honest man," Chen Qingshan looked at him with slight suspicion. "Is that so?" he thought, a smirk playing on his lips, almost bursting out laughing.
Chen Gui clicked his tongue in admiration.
"Brother Xian, are you really unaware or just pretending? Pork prices have skyrocketed to how many coins per pound now? It's not like before when it was only twenty-odd pounds, and people in our village could grit their teeth and afford a few bites. Now, pork prices have gone crazy. If you send them meat now, even if you ask them to call you 'Dad,' I'm afraid some of them will actually agree."
Chen Gui chuckled and joked around.
Chen Xian said calmly, "I've lived in the village since I was a child. I call everyone in the village uncles, grandpas, aunts, and grandmas. The younger ones are my nephews. They are all my relatives and family. I value this family relationship, which is even stronger than kinship, really."
Chen Gui listened quietly, marveling at the sight, his eyes even revealing a strange expression.
Family, relatives? When did you, Chen Xian, ever have such thoughts?
Chen Qingshan grinned.
He hadn't forgotten how Chen Xian had arranged things for Granny Jia's family just a few days ago.
Family members.
He desperately tried to suppress the corners of his mouth.
He coughed a few times.
Chen Gui glared at him.
Chen Qingshan quickly stopped.
"I think Brother Xian means to slaughter the pig now, and then gather them under the big banyan tree to distribute the meat?"
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