"Xiao Qi is back?" Meng Feng was carrying a hoe and preparing to go out. When he saw Meng Qidi, he smiled and put down the hoe.
"Uncle Feng, my dad said that the village is going to slaughter pigs tomorrow. I wonder if they have any extra ones? I want to buy some to take back." Meng Qidi handed over the malted milk in her hand.
There is no pork available for purchase in the town, although the authorities do not prevent people from doing small businesses.
However, no one can raise pigs in a short period of time.
At this time, the pigs were basically raised by the various brigades.
"You kid! Why are you being polite to family members?" Meng Feng said unhappily. He didn't want to take it, but Xiao Qi stuffed it directly into his hand. He simply didn't refuse.
"We have pork, but I don't know how much you want?"
We don't need to work much now. I guess the land will be divided next year or the year after. It will no longer be possible to raise the pigs collectively. It would be better to kill them all so that everyone can have a good New Year.
Meng Daqiang and his friends have helped the village raise two pigs, weighing about a few hundred pounds. If we tell everyone that Xiaoqi wants to buy one, he should be able to buy one.
Anyway, if every household is short of one or two pounds of meat, it will be evenly distributed.
Meng Qidi pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, Uncle, I'll take whatever you have left tomorrow, at the market price."
Meng Feng was slightly stunned, "Why did you buy so much meat?"
"Prepare to stuff sausages, and make bacon out of the rest. Aren't you going to study in Beijing next year? Bring some with you."
In fact, since she has space, she is not afraid of spoiling. She can put some into the space when she goes back so that she can eat fresh food during the New Year.
As long as there is space, there is no need to worry about it breaking down.
"Okay, I'll give you the extra when the time comes. You're not going back today, right? How about coming to my house for dinner tonight?"
Meng Qidi shook her head. "Let's go to my dad's place. They've probably already prepared everything. I'm not going back tonight. Uncle Feng, that's it. It's OK. It doesn't matter if it costs a few cents more."
After going through so much, she actually doesn't have much money left. She'll go to Beijing and see what she can do to make money. If she doesn't make some, she'll be left with nothing.
In her previous life, she had heard that housing prices in Beijing were expensive, especially those in courtyard houses, which were simply astronomical. When she had money, she would buy a courtyard house to live in.
In life, you still have to have goals.
"Look at you, how can you raise the price by yourself? Go back quickly." Meng Feng said helplessly.
"Okay, I'll go back first."
"Wait, take this away." Meng Feng held the malted milk helplessly.
"Uncle Feng, those are for my younger brothers and sisters to eat. They help them to nourish themselves." Meng Qidi had already left the yard while speaking.
Meng Qidi came back and heard crying in the yard before she reached the door. Her face changed and she quickly came in.
But after entering, she paused, as if things were not what she thought...
Except for the three children, there was no one else in the yard. They must have been busy.
"I won't give it to you even if you cry! You are a real man, but you are like a soft-footed shrimp, you fall over at the first touch, and you are crying, shame on me."
The little girl put her hands on her hips and protected Meng Xiaofu behind her. Although she was young, she was very eloquent.
The one sitting on the ground crying was Meng Xiaopang. He seemed to be stimulated by the little girl and he quickly got up.
"You little bitch, you are the weakling! You owe..."
Just as he was about to beat Ling Cheng, he saw Meng Qidi at the door out of the corner of his eye, and then he said aggrievedly, "You are the weakling!"
Meng Qidi was a little hesitant. Was she really too tough, so this girl followed her example?
Ling Cheng snorted, "You weakling, I won't give you any! This is my candy. My aunt said that I can distribute my things however I want, and no one else has the right to interfere!"
"That's my sister too! You little bastard, you have to call me uncle!"
When he suddenly found this explanation, Fat Meng suddenly became proud. The candy was given by his fifth sister!
"How can an uncle snatch his niece's candy? Isn't that shameful?" Meng Xiaofu suddenly spoke up.
"Then... when did I snatch it... who told you not to give me a taste..." Fatty Meng's arrogance faded, and his voice became smaller and smaller...
Meng Qidi twitched the corner of her mouth and was about to interrupt the three children, but when she caught a glimpse of a figure by the second-floor window, she stopped.
At the window sill on the second floor, Zhao Hong glanced down quietly again.
Meng Qidi frowned slightly. If she remembered correctly, that windowsill should be the windowsill of the room that Meng Daqiang assigned to her, right?
What is she doing on the second floor?
She hadn't seen him for several months since the last time Zhao Hong went to her place to have an argument. She had only taken a quick look at him when they had a wedding banquet at home.
Meng Yuzhen has actually changed a lot now, lipstick, curly hair...
And the dress...
She looks too much like the woman from the next village who went out to work in her previous life. It is said that she was...
Realizing that she was daydreaming, Meng Qidi withdrew her thoughts, glanced upstairs and then looked away. She had to lock the door before going to bed at night.
It would be better to change your own bed sheets. I always feel that Zhao Hong might have some bad intentions.
Meng Qidi didn't know whether he had bad intentions or not. She locked the door tightly and changed the bed sheets to make it more spacious when she went to bed at night, and she had a dreamless night.
At dawn the next day, Meng Qidi woke up when she heard voices downstairs and quickly changed her clothes.
When going downstairs, thinking of the fact that Zhao Hong had appeared in this room several times, Meng Qidi locked the door out of concern.
After going downstairs, I didn't see Zhao Hong and his wife. I guess they haven't gotten up yet.
After walking around the yard, I found the villagers in the backyard. They were all waiting to catch and slaughter the pig with happy faces.
Killing pigs is a big event in the village and everyone is enthusiastic about it.
"Xiao Qi, are you up? The captain said you wanted to buy pork from the village. Xiao Qi, my family can share some."
"Yeah, my family can also be even."
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