On the way back, one of the four was preoccupied, while the other three laughed and joked around.
"Uncle, second brother, little brother, you have no idea how excited the villagers were when they heard they could trade mushrooms for pork!"
Hu Wenhua nodded, wondering why she was different from the other villagers.
"Especially when they heard that even fatty meat could be exchanged, they kept confirming with me, as if they were afraid I was wrong!"
Hu Wenhua: It's not that she doesn't like fatty or lean meat, but that she doesn't like any kind of meat, not even rabbit meat.
"Now I understand why the village elder called people to his house to talk to them in person. If he didn't say it in person, was he afraid that people wouldn't believe him?"
Fan He nodded: "The village elder is always reliable in his work. It's best to say things to each other face to face."
Hu Wenhua: Should we say it face to face? But he already said it face to face!
"Those aunties said they've been so tired lately, even more tired than during the busy farming season. Pork is the best way to replenish their bodies, and everyone is so happy." Fan Jiang smiled broadly, thinking his parents were really great, getting mushrooms in return and receiving praise from the villagers.
Fan He and Fan Hu proudly puffed out their chests.
Hu Wenhua let out a long sigh.
The untimely sigh made all three little ones turn to look in that direction.
Hu Wenhua quickly composed himself.
For lunch, Shuiqing made double-pepper rabbit, stir-fried a large bowl of loofah with pork cracklings, steamed three sections of sausage, and sliced them thinly.
There were three main dishes, and the rest were scrambled eggs and vegetables.
Hu Wenhua took a bite of the spicy and savory rabbit meat and couldn't understand why anyone wouldn't like to eat rabbit meat.
Rabbits are so delicious!
Could it be that they think the rabbit is cute and can't bear to eat it?
But as cute as it is, it does smell really good.
He picked up another piece of pork cracklings, thinking that pork cracklings were a treasure, and that they would taste good no matter what dish they were stewed with.
Sausages, needless to say, are great with rice and keep well.
After a meal, even the most easygoing butcher, Mr. Hu, noticed that something was wrong with his son.
He frantically winked at the child's mother!
Mother Hu's heart leaped into her throat, and she was so excited that she didn't know what to do, but she still gave her husband a gesture to calm down.
Don't rush, absolutely don't rush, don't let the cooked duck fly away.
Suppressing her excitement, Hu's mother finished her lunch without tasting it. She then quickly pulled Shuiqing into the tea room to inquire about her in detail.
"What girls in the village are about the same age as Wenhua?"
Which households live around the old village chief's house? Which ones do you think he is most likely to encounter?
Entrusted with an important task, Shui Qing racked her brains for ideas.
"The old village chief's house is located in the middle of the village, surrounded by many other houses."
Mrs. Hu smiled and said, "No rush, take your time to think about it."
"The first house we passed was Aunt Zhang's house. Aunt Zhang's family had a daughter named Zhang Xiaocao, who was also sixteen years old this year, the same age as Wenhua."
Hu's mother knew Aunt Zhang and also Zhang Xiaocao.
When Qing'er was building the house, she came to help, and Aunt Zhang was also one of the women who helped with the washing.
Zhang Xiaocao had come here several times; she had met her before.
The thin, sallow-skinned girl spoke very frankly and acted with great efficiency and decisiveness.
Does Wenhua like this type?
She frowned in thought: "Could it be that you and your partner hit it off while you were building the house?"
I wouldn't believe it if the water was clear.
Like a cough, liking something can't be hidden.
If Wen Hua had taken a liking to someone back then, would she have waited until today to show it?
I'm afraid she's been completely distraught for the past six months or so, or she's been using the excuse of visiting her older sister to wander around Shanshui Village from time to time!
Mrs. Hu had also considered this point, so she put it aside for the time being and then asked, "Is there anything else?"
Shui Qing thought for a moment and then said, "There's also Aunt Li's youngest daughter, Li Tiantian. Her family and the old village chief's family share the same surname, Li. They are from the same clan and live next door to the old village chief's house."
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