Wang Jiachuan was thorough and efficient in his work, and the Liu family father and son were also capable people.
With such a back-and-forth exchange, the matter was handled quite satisfactorily, and both parties were satisfied.
"By the way, do you know how that person who was captured by Hei Xiazi is doing now?" Wang Jiachuan asked casually.
"He was taken to the hospital, he was saved, and he's currently hospitalized."
While at the Liu family's house, Sheng Xiping heard his master say something.
Erzhuzi's family had relatives in Donggang Commune. The brigade secretary called the commune, and the commune arranged for a horse-drawn carriage to pick them up from Sentie and take them to the hospital.
Erzhuzi's family called from the commune to say that he had undergone surgery and stitches, and his condition was currently stable. He would probably have to stay in the hospital for a while.
"Okay, that's good. As long as the person can be saved, our efforts won't have been in vain."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jiachuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh dear, look, I've been so busy talking that I haven't even eaten yet, nephew. Come on, sit down and have something to eat with us."
Wang Jiachuan slapped his forehead and tried to pull Sheng Xiping down to eat.
"No, Uncle, I've already eaten at my master's."
"Uncle, Aunt, please enjoy your meal. I need to hurry home; I haven't told my parents what happened yet."
Can we just eat at anyone's house?
Even if Sheng Xiping hadn't eaten, he couldn't just sit down and eat at anyone's house.
And so, Sheng Xiping bid farewell to Wang Jiachuan and his wife and hurriedly returned home.
When he got home, he saw his mother, Zhang Shuzhen, cutting meat in the kitchen.
Although bear meat in summer is not as fatty as that in autumn and winter, it still has some fat.
The lean meat can be shaved off, marinated, or used for stir-frying. The fatty meat, of course, must be cut off and rendered into oil as soon as possible.
Upon seeing her son return, Zhang Shuzhen quickly asked what had happened.
Sheng Xiping went inside and told his parents about what happened at the alkali field that day.
Upon learning that their son had helped the commune members of Dajianchang find a vehicle, rescued people, and even gone up the mountain to kill Heixiazi, Sheng Liancheng and his wife nodded in approval.
"Yes, that was well done. Saving a life is a good deed."
If I were in that situation today, I would help too.
When I first came to Northeast China to make my way in the world, I couldn't find a job and stayed at someone's inn. I had spent all the money I brought from home.
The innkeeper didn't kick me out; she even helped me find a job.
In life, no one can say they'll never have an unlucky period. Being kind to others and helping those in need are things we should all do.
Sheng Liancheng is a typical Shandong man. Although he is not very educated, he is righteous and straightforward, and has good interpersonal relationships. He can make several friends wherever he goes.
"Yes, I know. I've always remembered what Dad said."
Wherever you go, help those in need; don't stand idly by.
People in this era are mostly still quite simple and warm-hearted, and very willing to help others.
Unlike in the future, due to the influence of certain social environments, people no longer like to meddle in other people's business.
Or rather, good deeds go unrewarded, and eventually no one does good deeds anymore.
Once Zhang Shuzhen understood what had happened, she was relieved.
There was still work to be done in the outer room, so he went out to cut meat, start a fire, and fry oil.
Sheng Xiping and his father, Sheng Liancheng, sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) chatting about what happened that afternoon when they fought the black bear.
"By the way, I made an application to the venue."
Your Uncle Wang said that our family meets the criteria for housing allocation, and we can consider giving them two rooms.
That would be perfect. Once the house is built and the location is chosen by lottery, I'll get someone to tidy it up as soon as possible.
I'll quickly find a carpenter to make the furniture for you.
"My cooking skills aren't great. It'll be fine for our family to make do with, but when you get married, Xiao Zhou is a city girl, she definitely won't be interested."
Sheng Liancheng may not have much education and isn't very sensitive to family matters, but he is very thoughtful in other things.
"The wood in our storeroom is fine for building houses, but it might not be enough for making furniture."
I've already spoken to your Uncle Wang about getting some good timber from the forest farm to make you a set of ash wood furniture.
Isn't this all the rage these days? We shouldn't be left behind; we should make all sorts of things like chests, cabinets, kang (heated brick bed), and qin (a type of stringed instrument).
You are the eldest son; you should have everything you're entitled to.
As the old saying goes, emperors favor their eldest sons, while common people love their youngest.
The Sheng couple valued all their children, especially their eldest son, who had contributed significantly to the family's finances over the years.
Therefore, Sheng Liancheng discussed with his wife that their son's marriage must be handled properly so that no one would look down on them.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Mom and Dad."
Sheng Xiping nodded. His parents were incredibly good to him, and he would simply take good care of them from now on.
As for saying that the eldest son's wedding is this extravagant, what about the others?
There's absolutely no need to worry about that. Sheng Xiping has the confidence and ability to make sure the family lives a good life.
When his second and third sons get married, he can help out more at home.
As the father and son chatted, a fragrant aroma wafted in. Needless to say, it was the smell of lard being roasted in the outer room.
"Ever since you learned to hunt, our family has really benefited a lot. We eat much more meat and oil than other families."
"This aroma... I must say, it's really quite tempting." Sheng Liancheng sniffed and exclaimed.
Before Sheng Xiping could speak, they heard a noise coming from the west room.
"Mom, what delicious food have you made this time? Wow, you're frying meat in oil! Where did you get so much meat?"
The commotion was so loud that you could tell it was the sixth brother, Sheng Xitai.
In those days, there was no television or radio, and there weren't many entertainment options late at night.
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