Chapter 36: What official position do you hold?

"You don't like the radishes and pig's feet given by others, so don't eat them at noon." Wang Ziru glanced at the man calmly, "Bao'er and I can finish a pig's foot."

She discovered that the man in her family also got jealous sometimes.

Looking at Zhai Ximo's jealous expression, she really wanted to laugh.

Zhai Ximo glanced at the woman with hatred in his eyes, then touched his son's rosy little face and said, "After lunch, daddy will take you to the back mountain woods to look for wild vegetables."

"Bao'er's father, we have used a lot of firewood these days. The 20 kilograms of dry firewood allocated to us are almost burned out. You have to go to the mountains to cut some branches and bring them back to dry in the air." Wang Ziru said.

"Okay!" Zhai Ximo stood up and looked at his wife. "Two days ago when I went back to the village, I ran into Village Chief Li riding a tractor to the coal factory. He said that many families in the village have started to use beehive coal to cook. How about we buy some coal as well?"

In her previous life, Wang Ziru had also seen honeycomb coal.

However, when that thing burns, it releases carbon monoxide, which is really more toxic than firewood.

She waved her hand and said, "It's cold these days, let's go to the mountains to chop wood."

In this weather, neither adults nor children can bear it without a fire.

Even if the beehive coal is made, they and mother-in-law will share the same earthen stove. Who will be the loser?

It wasn't that she was petty, but her mother-in-law was truly unscrupulous towards her and it wasn't worth it for them to provide her with coal for free.

Zhai Ximo was just thinking that everyone else in the village was using beehive coal to cook. If the Zhai family still burned firewood, would the women complain that the family was too poor?

At noon, Zhai Ximo fried a bowl of fragrant dish with garlic sprouts and dried fish.

I also fried a bowl of bracken that I had saved from the day before.

I cooked half a pot of radish and pig's trotter soup.

Mrs. Liu smelled the fragrance and walked into the kitchen with a large bowl in her hand. "Third brother, give me a bowl."

For his mother's sake, Zhai Ximo carefully glanced at the mother and son who were preparing to eat in the side room, and served his mother a bowl of pig's feet with radish and soup.

When Mrs. Liu saw the greasy and greasy pig's feet stewed in the pot, she picked up two pieces of pig's feet with skin and lean meat with chopsticks and piled them into a mountain in her bowl.

Then, she turned happily back to her room, closed the door and ate pig's trotter soup.

Zhai Ximo quickly carried the entire pot of pig's trotter soup into the side room and placed it on the small table set up next to the fire.

The family sat around the fire, with bowls filled with mixed rice.

Eating this way will make you feel full and you won’t feel hungry easily.

"Dad, the pig's trotter soup smells so good." Baoer ate several pieces of pig's trotters and also had a lot of dried fish with his rice.

The little guy touched his belly and licked his lips with great satisfaction.

The family of three finished a pot of pig's trotter soup and ate the radishes. The remaining dried fish in the bowl was poured into Zhai Ximo's own bowl.

Wang Ziru also drank a bowl of pig's trotter soup, which was warm and pleasant and made her feel particularly strong.

"Bao'er's father, my sister-in-law is cooking in the kitchen right now. Take Bao'er out for a walk."

"Um."

Zhai Ximo also ate very well, the pig's trotter soup was very nourishing.

Even though we cut a few pieces of meat for those families, there were still several pounds left.

From this perspective, Chen Ergou is really an honest man. I will go to the town tomorrow to buy a few pounds of noodles and deliver them to them.

"Dad! Let's go for a walk." After Baoer had eaten and drunk his fill, his mother held his head and wiped his mouth. Then he stood up and held his father's big hand.

Zhai Ximo also put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at his wife, "Then you clean up."

Then he took Bao'er out of the side room and went outside to the yard to bask in the sun.

The young father holding his son standing outside his yard to bask in the sun was particularly enviable.

There happened to be a terraced field in front of the Zhai family’s yard. The terraced field under the road was very wide and long, and was allocated to the eldest son, Zhai Qingsong.

There was a plastic greenhouse on the north side of the field. Rice seedlings were being grown in the low greenhouse. Brother Zhai Ximo rolled up his trouser legs and saw that the sun had risen that day. He was peeling off the plastic film of the greenhouse to let the young rice seedlings breathe the warmth of the sun.

After Zhai Qingsong finished, he walked to the edge of the field and looked up to see his third brother and eldest nephew.

"You two are quite free."

Bao Er smiled and called out, "Uncle."

Zhai Qingsong still liked his eldest nephew very much. With a smile on his face, he said to his third brother, "The sun is out these two days. While the weather is good, you should go to the back mountain and chop some firewood."

As the eldest brother, he looks after the third brother's family every day, cooking and warming them by the fire.

The little bit of firewood they were given wouldn't last more than a few days.

Zhai Ximo nodded: "Let's go to the back mountain to chop firewood in the afternoon."

After a moment of silence, he pointed his mouth in the direction of the seedlings and asked, "How long will it take to plant the rice seedlings?"

"In about twenty days, you will be at home this year, so there will be one more person at home to help me plant the rice."

"Um."

The two brothers stood outside the yard and decided to plant rice.

Zhai Qingsong walked from the ridge to the road and thought of the corn field behind his house. "You have to dig up the field behind your house. Everyone else is planting corn, but you haven't done anything yet."

After all, he is the eldest son in the family and is used to doing farm work at home all year round.

When it is time to plant, you have to plant. Otherwise, everyone else in the village will eat corn, and your field will still be a wasteland covered with weeds.

Zhai Ximo nodded, "I don't plan to grow corn in the field behind the house. I'll dig it up and plant some vegetable seeds to grow some vegetables."

"If you don't grow food, you and your son will have to rely on buying food at home in the future." Zhai Qingsong stared at the third brother in astonishment. Suddenly, he asked, "Did you get promoted in the army?"

Zhai Ximo nodded: "Yes."

"What official position do you hold?"

"Captain."

Although Zhai Qingsong was a farmer, what he knew best these days was which children in the village had joined the army.

Therefore, I am also very clear about the officer positions in the army.

When he heard that the third brother had become a regiment commander in the army, the surprise on Zhai Qingsong's face gradually disappeared, and a sense of pride arose spontaneously.

He smiled innocently, "No wonder you went home and bought this and that."

"Does your sister-in-law know that you were promoted in the army?"

"I didn't tell her." Zhai Ximo smiled faintly, mainly because he was worried that the woman would drift away.

He has had a good relationship with his eldest brother since childhood, so when the two brothers stood outside their yard and chatted, this scene was particularly glaring in the eyes of the second brother Zhai Jiahao.

Zhai Jiahao started to cultivate the rice fields.

These days the men in the village have started plowing the fields.

The ox-drawn workers he hired to plow the fields would have to wait a few days before it was his family's turn.

So he had to prepare the edges of several rice fields in advance. Now, he came back from the fields with a hoe on his shoulder, feeling tired and hungry.

When I saw the third brother holding his nephew and standing outside in the sun, I knew at a glance that the brat had already had lunch.

Zhai Jiahao looked disdainful, "You don't even grow crops after coming back! You just eat and play all day long!"

"Second brother! Wait a moment."

Zhai Jiahao rolled his eyes at the third brother and stood outside the courtyard gate. "What's the matter?"

As the eldest son in the family, Zhai Qingsong has never been a talkative person, but there are some things he feels he should tell his second son.

"The third brother has been promoted in the army in recent years and has become a regiment commander!" Zhai Qingsong smiled, thinking that his younger brother was very hardworking and had brought honor to the Zhai family. He then added, "He is also a high-ranking official in the army. Jiahao, you should respect the third brother."

Zhai Jiahao was shocked, "He really became an official?!"