In any case, a foreseeable storm was averted.
After Meng Sheng finished delivering the items on the makeshift raft, he was about to go back into the mountains to carry more firewood when his mother, who had hurried over, stopped him and said, "Second brother, hurry up and take some of the prey to the village while it's still early to see if you can sell it."
So much meat is left to eat by itself, and one by one it will collapse the toilet."
She didn't ask her son how he brought back so many prey. After all, he had a new life, so it was not surprising that he could do a little bit.
Meng Chao, who followed closely behind, disagreed: "Mom, why don't you send some to Xiaoya, and also to my grandparents and uncle.
Wild animals are all skinny and don't produce much meat, so there won't be much left. No need to sell them!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Hongxing's expression, which was already not very good because she remembered what happened to her second son, suddenly turned cloudy. She turned around and slapped the man on the forehead, scolding him angrily: "If you bring it back, you can do whatever you want with it. If you send it all away, I won't care.
What a spendthrift, he wants to give away everything he has.
Others say that girls are good-looking, but I think you're almost there now, you just gave birth to a few more children!"
After a barrage of scolding, the eldest son dropped his head to his chest, and turned around to urge Meng Sheng: "Hurry up and sell it.
Take the badger to the pharmacy and ask, maybe there is someone who wants to make badger oil, and you can sell it for more money."
His mother looked determined, so Meng Sheng had no choice but to do as she asked.
He turned around and went back to his yard to push his bike.
Chen Hongxing instructed her other two sons to pack the prey. In the end, they only kept a pheasant and a rabbit to satisfy their cravings, and the rest were loaded onto bicycles.
Not to mention Meng Sheng, who pedaled his bicycle like a hot wheel, rushing back and forth to the village to sell things.
Over here, Meng Chenglin was muttering to his wife, "The second kid said that the girl next door, Feng, helped with the hunting.
When you sell something, remember to share the money with others.
And Meng Sheng said he wants to help transport firewood. You can go over next door and ask if it’s urgent and where the firewood is piled.
If it's urgent, I'll take the two boys to the mountains to bring back some firewood!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Hongxing felt that her son was lying and was being seduced by the neighbor to coax his parents into delivering things for someone else.
However, she didn't want to meddle in the second boy's affairs, so she paused and said, "Firewood isn't a match. It's everywhere in the mountains and fields. How can you be so anxious?
Since it is something that the second kid has agreed to do, we can just wait for him to come back and do it slowly.
The money from the prey sales will be distributed among themselves, I don't care."
It was understandable that her own son had come back to life. She just felt heartbroken, but for others...
Forget it. I feel a little creepy and I’m not ready for close contact at the moment.
After finishing the conversation, she saw the man looking at her with suspicion. After spending dozens of years with him, Chen Hongxing immediately understood what he was thinking and glared at him, saying, "What are you looking at? The money I give you is also yours.
If our family wasn't so poor, and you were the same as your eldest son, always thinking about borrowing money from other people's families, would I have to hold every penny in my hands?
Now that the second kid is more capable than you, and the money he brings home in a month is more than you earn in years, I'm happy to give it to him to save for my own savings!"
After saying that, he pointed to the backyard and chased people away: "Why are you still standing here? Hurry up and continue digging the ditch with those two guys!"
Meng Chenglin was used to being criticized, so he didn't get angry and went to the back of the yard in a sullen manner.
Meng Shengtian came back from the countryside at dusk and recited the text in front of his father. His mother was in the know, so she picked up two bundles of firewood on her bicycle and parked outside the thorny yard of Feng Yi's house.
He didn't bring any money, but instead brought a box of food prepared by the restaurant into the yard.
Feng Yijia was busy processing a pile of collected Panax notoginseng in the afternoon. The pheasant had just been gutted and simmered on the stove. Dinner was a simple vegetable and egg noodles.
After a day of being heated by the scorching sun, the thatched house became hotter than the courtyard with windows open to the sky at night.
At this time, like most villagers, she was squatting in the windy place at the door, slurping noodles in the dim light.
Seeing Meng Sheng enter the house, he glanced guiltily towards the Meng family yard next to him before asking, "Are you back from the countryside?"
She had sharp ears and heard everything clearly about Chen Hongxing asking people to go to the village to sell the hunted animals in the afternoon.
"Well, I'm back!
I originally wanted to kill so much just to satisfy my craving and replenish everyone's bodies, but after all the hard work, I only had two pheasants and rabbits left."
As Meng Sheng spoke, he walked over and handed the lunch box in his hand to Feng Yijia, who was sweating profusely from eating noodles, with his forehead wet and sticky on his cheeks. He added, "When I was selling things, I saw some freshly stewed beef brisket in the restaurant. I thought you might not have tried it, so I bought some and brought it back for you to try."
Feng Yijia's mouth watered when he heard this. He stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick his lips, gritted his teeth and firmly refused: "You just gave me two pheasants this afternoon. Take these back and eat them yourself. Don't give them to me!"
Meng Sheng put the bag on the ground beside him and said helplessly, "I've already eaten it in the village. Forget about taking this back. If my mother sees me spending money on this, she might even give me a beating in the middle of the night.
Your fried egg pancakes are delicious. We are going to the county town early tomorrow morning, so I won’t prepare any dry food. I will exchange these for food along the way."
After saying this, he turned and walked out.
He had to leave. Every move of this girl made him want to commit a crime.
Halfway through the walk, he remembered the firewood outside and turned back to whisper, "Go ahead and eat. I chopped some firewood for you this morning. I'll bring it back on my bike while there's still some time. I'll put it directly in the firewood pile behind your yard."
Feng Yijia was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the firewood he had chopped that morning was for him. He quickly put down the bowl and stood up to refuse, saying, "No, I can chop it myself. You can just take it home!"
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