Gently pushing open the bedroom door, Mo Yutong looked at Yan Mingcheng who was standing at the door with worried eyes, and gently touched his hair.
"Don't think too much, kid. What you should consider now is eating well and growing up well." Although he is young, he thinks a lot. Brother Li in his previous life was not like this!
"Sister." Yan Mingcheng was still a little worried, his eyes full of sadness that was not suitable for his young age.
"Don't worry, sister is fine, and your brother will be fine too." Mo Yutong walked closer to the bench, let go of Yan Mingxue's hand, and said softly, "Xue'er and Chengcheng stay in the room. Don't do anything as dangerous as before this time."
"Okay, sister!" Yan Mingxue lowered her head embarrassedly. She seemed to have done something wrong just now, causing her sister to almost be beaten by her third aunt.
Fortunately, the eldest brother stopped it in time, otherwise a big slap mark would have been left on the sister's pretty face, and she would have been very sad.
"Xue'er, you're so good!" Mo Yutong patted her thin shoulders, and then, as the members looked on eagerly, he brought out a large bowl of braised meat with one-third left. "Is this the bowl of meat Auntie was talking about?"
"Captain, you saw that! They really were eating meat, a whole bowl of it, it must have weighed several kilograms! They ate most of it in one sitting, and they're not afraid of retribution!"
Zhang Xinlian slapped her thigh and clapped her hands in accusation, "Oh my God! This is obviously the best pork!"
Although it has cooled down completely, its color is still charming and its fragrance is even more enchanting.
The thin pig ears and the meat slices with the right amount of fat and lean meat not only dazzled Zhang Xinlian's eyes, but also dazzled the eyes of all the members.
After a while, there were swallowing sounds and gurgling sounds that were irritating to the heart and lungs.
"Grandpa Wei, this bowl of meat should belong to this auntie. I don't know how she smelled it." Secretary Wei is nice to Brother Li, so she will respectfully call him Grandpa Wei.
The third aunt-in-law is always finding fault with Li Ge, so she only deserves to be called aunt.
The little girl developed likes and dislikes for others because of him, and Yan Mingli couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.
This was a feeling of recognition, the joy of not being alone in the wilderness, a pleasure he had not experienced in all these years.
"How did you smell it? They must have dug down someone's wall!" The muffled voice sounded again, not giving Zhang Xinlian any face at all.
However, for people like Zhang Xinlian, they don't think tearing down other people's walls is a bad thing.
Maybe they will even complain in their hearts why most families in the village don’t build walls, but only your Yan family has so many problems that you have to build a whole wall around the courtyard. If you don’t stop it, then nothing will happen, right?
Speaking of courtyard walls, few people in rural Sichuan Province would build them, and most people build houses along the mountainside.
There is a big door in the main hall, which is only opened during festivals and funerals or weddings. On ordinary days, people enter through the side door of the kitchen.
The construction of the Yan family's courtyard wall started after Li Xiangcao brought Yan Mingli to move in. At that time, there were only the two of them, an orphan and a widow. Li Xiangcao was afraid that the villagers would cause trouble for them, so she took Yan Mingli to build the wall, bucket by bucket of yellow mud and bucket of gravel.
Fortunately, this wall was built. After Li Xiangcao passed away, Yan Mingli dared to leave his younger siblings at home after they were three years old.
Otherwise he would tie them to his body with strips of cloth and take them to work in the fields, just like he did when they were very young.
"If his family doesn't repair the wall, will I tear it down?" As expected, you can't reason with unreasonable people. Zhang Xinlian's self-righteous attitude is astonishing.
"His family didn't repair the wall, so you might as well sneak into their house." The man's voice continued to emanate from the crowd, making Zhang Xinlian so angry that she yelled, "You idiot, if you have the guts, come out and challenge me in a duel."
If Yan Mingli didn't recognize the owner of the voice at first, but after listening a few more times, he found that the person seemed to be Er Laizi.
Strange! Why would he help me? I had previously leaned over the wall to remind him, and now I was arguing with my third aunt.
However, Yan Mingli has always been very wary of the kindness shown by others. Although he would not reject it directly, he would not greet it enthusiastically either.
"The little girl still holds a grudge." Wei Zhengmao was not interested in Zhang Xinlian's shouting. He was already happy to hear Mo Yutong call him "Grandpa" and didn't want to bother about a shrew.
Although he was happy, he still felt it necessary to correct the little girl's address. He leaned on his cane and smiled kindly, "Xiao Li, you can call me uncle. Are you sure you want to call me grandpa?"
"Uncle Wei." Mo Yutong quickly changed his words, and did not forget to glance at Yan Mingli after he finished speaking.
Yan Mingli received her casual gaze and was slightly stunned. Then his ears felt hot and he was not sure what she meant.
What's going on with the little girl... Yan Mingli didn't quite understand, but he felt his heart beating like a drum.
He immediately took a half step back nervously, fearing that the little girl would hear something.
"Xiao Li, is this the meat?" Wei Zhengmao looked at the remaining slices of meat in the large bowl and couldn't help but clear his throat.
"Secretary Wei, this is the bowl." Yan Mingli stared at Wei Zhengmao, not daring to look at the little girl at all.
He always felt that the little girl was looking at him, and as long as he turned his head, his eyes would meet hers.
However, the inexperienced Yan Mingli didn't know that the more he deliberately avoided her, the more Mo Yutong thought her boyishness was adorable, and the more she wanted to keep her eyes on him.
"Where did you get this bowl of meat? You're hiding it from everyone..." Zhang Xinlian's shouting was not over yet, but it stopped abruptly when Mo Yutong said this.
"I brought this with me. Is there a problem?" Mo Yutong glanced at her, then looked at Nie Hongshan and said with a smile, "Captain, I remember you said that if you live with a member's home, you should subsidize some of the expenses. I think it's not too much for me to subsidize it with a bowl of meat!"
"It's not too much." Nie Hongshan stared at Mo Yutong, who was smiling like a flower, and tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth.
"Since it's not excessive, the team leader should take this aunt to the commune for some good study. Otherwise, with her current level of ideological awareness, she might drag down the entire production team." Mo Yutong put away his smile and said seriously.
"Mo Zhiqing is right. The production team has the responsibility to require members with low ideological awareness to study so that their thinking can be improved." Nie Hongshan quickly agreed.
He was just an "official" of the lowest level. If the commune wanted to use this as an excuse to remove him from his position as production team leader, although he would not accept it silently, he would still have to make great efforts to keep his position.
"Captain, how can my ideological awareness be low?" Zhang Xinlian immediately refused to agree.
Going to the commune to study would delay earning work points. She could at least get eight work points a day now, which was 24 cents based on last year's dividends. If she studied for ten days or half a month, that would be two or three yuan gone.
Only two or three yuan! I can buy dozens of candies at the supply and marketing cooperative. I can’t go to study. I absolutely can’t go!
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