Yan Aidang is not afraid of unreasonable people, nor is he afraid of ruthless people. He is only afraid of honest people. Bullying an honest person is the most despicable and shameless thing to do, and Yan Aidang never does it.
Having grown up in the capital, Yan Aidang found everything fascinating. It was her first time riding in an oxcart, her first time meeting her grandmother, and she even saw Zhongzi, the son of a wolf. Unfortunately, the wolf wasn't there; her father had told her that he was the son of the wolf king.
In the capital, there are no heated brick beds or large stoves; pigs are not raised in the capital; chickens cannot be raised in the capital; there are no thatched houses in the capital. Perhaps there are, but I live in a large courtyard and have never seen one.
The dinner that evening also surprised Yan Aidang. The roe deer meat was so delicious! Roe deer meat is available in Beijing, but this is the first time I've tasted it this good. I've also eaten wild boar meat before, but it's definitely not as good as what Aunt Cuihua made.
The steamed buns made of white flour are so soft and fluffy! And what was that little one eating—egg drop porridge? How did he come up with that idea? And what's that rice cake made of? Oh my gosh, I love it so much!
Seeing Yan Xiaonan enjoying rice cakes with malted milk powder, he mischievously snatched the rice cakes and stuffed them into his own mouth. Yan Xiaonan didn't react, but Liu Jin next to him started wailing.
Everyone looked over and saw Yan Aidang, her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel eating, staring at Liu Jin, who was crying his eyes out. Her expression of utter despair was absolutely hilarious.
Yan Daqiang knew his son's habits; he loved to fool around and joke. He probably wanted to tease Nannan, but he didn't expect to make Liujin cry. Liujin is an extremely difficult child to coax. Let's see what you do this time.
Yan Aidang really had no choice but to chew and swallow the rice cake, and bowed to Nan Nan: "Good sister, please help your brother. I was just teasing you, not making him cry."
Yan Xiaonan chuckled. This older brother was just to her liking—unpretentious, genuine, and humorous. She patted Liu Jin, who was wailing, and said, "How about Uncle Ai Dang gives you a horseback ride?"
Liu Jin's dry howling stopped abruptly, and a pair of big eyes without a single tear looked at Yan Aidang. Yan Aidang admitted defeat, took off his shoes, got on the kang (a heated brick bed), and obediently became a big horse, letting Liu Jin sit on it.
Liu Jin looked small, but he was extremely well-behaved. He only made a few "giggle" sounds before Yan Aidang climbed around once and then got down. Yan Aidang was so happy that he hugged him and kissed him hard, which made Liu Jin giggle.
Grandma Yan felt like crying again. If Bei Nan were here, she would probably tease Liu Jin like this too. But where is this naughty child? Does he have food to eat? Does he have clothes to wear? It wasn't this cold when we went out. I hope he doesn't get too cold.
Yan Xiaonan patted his grandmother and whispered, "Grandma, Third Brother must have gone to find Maotou. If he's with Maotou, we can rest assured."
Grandma Yan calmed down and asked Daqiang who his bodyguard lived with. Daqiang looked at the little guy who was helping to clear the dishes, pointed to himself, and said that his bodyguard naturally lived with him.
Two days later was the day the village handed over its live pigs. Yan Aidang ate his fill and dressed warmly, then went to town with Yan Xiaoqiang. He wanted to see how rural people handed over their live pigs, how they ate the pig-killing feast, and how they divided the work points.
The news that the Yan family wouldn't sell their own pigs this year shocked the villagers, who were all somewhat disappointed because only Yan Xiaoqiang's pigs were known for their high fat content and firm, delicious meat. However, since their eldest son had returned this year, it was understandable that they wouldn't sell them.
The Yan family doesn't sell pigs, but they do slaughter them. Yan Aidang has never seen a pig die before, so he wants to observe it carefully. Today, the village of Mushrooms is filled with the pitiful screams of pigs, which makes Yan Aidang's hair stand on end. The pigs are so pitiful.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the box in Ma Da Sao's hand. Did they really have to draw lots to buy pork? That didn't make sense. Yan Aidang, always asking questions when he didn't understand, finally figured it out: they were drawing numbers to buy pork.
Yan Aidang's hands were itching to try his luck at drawing a number, but every villager disagreed. What if he was lucky and this kid ruined it? Finally, a young girl agreed to let him draw the number for her, and Yan Aidang was overjoyed.
He glanced at the girl and was taken aback. What a beautiful young lady! Apart from Yan Xiaonan, he had never seen such a pretty and pure girl before, not even in the capital.
The young girl, Ye Chen'er, said gracefully, "You must be Nan Nan's cousin. I'm Nan Nan's good friend, Ye Chen'er."
Yan Aidang nodded quickly: "Hello, my name is Yan Aidang, which means 'love for the Party' and 'Party' for the Party."
Ye Chen'er chuckled. Nan Nan's cousin was really funny. Finally, it was Ye Chen'er's turn. Yan Aidang rubbed his hands together, silently praying that he would draw a number near the front. He reached in, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to Ma Da Sao.
When Mrs. Ma opened it, she exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, number one! Young man, you're really lucky!"
The villagers were in an uproar. Those who had refused Yan Aidang were filled with regret. Oh, what a fate!
A man from another village wanted to buy meat, but was refused by Ma Dasao. She said that there wasn't enough meat for the people in her own village, so how could he possibly give it to someone from another village? The man from another village could only leave disappointed, but before leaving, he stared intently at Ye Chen'er. Such a beautiful girl, she must be Yan Xiaonan.
Ye Chen'er didn't notice this at all. She was extremely happy today. On the 1st, she could buy pork fat, which would be perfect for rendering lard. She could also buy the best pork belly, since her cousin liked to eat pork belly. She could also buy some pig liver and pig blood to make soup, which would be the best soup and would also be good for replenishing blood.
I'll buy some more big bones to make soup, it's good for calcium. Pig's head meat is also delicious, but unfortunately I don't know how to cook it. I can't buy any more, there's a limit per person.
He put the pork into the basket, smiled at Yan Aidang, and said, "Thank you, you're very lucky."
Yan Aidang quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, no, you're welcome."
Everyone gets a share of the pork stew. Cuihua handed a bowl of pork stew to Yan Aidang: "Try it."
Yan Aidang quickly accepted it, saying, "Thank you, Auntie."
He couldn't wait to stuff the pork stew into his mouth. Although it wasn't as delicious as his aunt's cooking, it was much better than his own mother's. Now he understood why his father would basically eat in the cafeteria for a month after returning from his grandmother's house.
Looks like I'll be eating at the cafeteria with my dad this time. Next time I must invite my mom over so she can try my aunt's cooking, otherwise my cooking skills will never improve.
Xue Ying, the mother of a loyal Party member living in a Beijing compound, kept sneezing. Her colleague glanced at her and said, "Either your son is talking about you behind your back, or your husband is talking about you behind your back."
Xue Ying~
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