Chapter 40 40 Good or bad is all my fault (Three thousand chapters)
The Sixth Aunt looked at Zhou's mother pitifully and said, "Guilan, stop crying poor. Everyone knows that your family has made a fortune.
It's all over our place, saying that your family found a piece of bezoar weighing two or three pounds and sold it for more than 100,000 yuan. If you can give me some money from your fingers, it can also help my family."
"Hundreds of thousands?"
Yang Chunyan and Zhou Huaian both widened their eyes. Zhou's mother opened her mouth so wide that an egg could fit in it.
The price changes every day. By the time the news reaches Ning'an, the second branch of the Zhou family will become millionaires!
After a while, Zhou's mother recovered and said angrily, "How come I don't know that my family has hundreds of thousands of dollars? Who spread the rumor that you heard? I'll go to his house to find him!"
With such a large family, her grandson is eight or nine years old, sensible, and still lives with her mother and husband. If she really had hundreds of thousands of dollars, she would have renovated her grandson's house as well.
Zhou Huaian frowned and cursed inwardly: Damn Ma Changgui, don’t let me meet him…
The Sixth Aunt looked at her awkwardly, "Gui Lan, for the sake of our relationship, please lend me some money. If I can't afford three or five hundred, I'll have at least thirty or fifty, right?"
Zhou Huaian sneered, "Sixth Aunt, even a layman like me knows that gambling is a bottomless pit. Instead of going around borrowing money to pay off your gambling debts, you might as well go home and take care of your son and help him get rid of his gambling addiction."
Besides, all your relatives and friends know that your uncle has lost all your savings. If it were the old society, he would have sold his wife and children long ago."
What a lie!
"If you can't speak, no one will think you're dumb!" Zhou's mother turned her head and glanced at him, then looked back at Sixth Aunt and advised, "Sixth Aunt, the youngest child can't speak, so don't bother with him. You see, now that the production quota has been set, the grain you harvest belongs to you after paying the public tax.
Go back and tell Guodong to stop gambling, take care of the family farm, and reclaim a few acres of wasteland and grow more food when he has free time, and life will be better."
Sixth Aunt looked at Zhou's mother with a flushed face, her lips trembling involuntarily, and her throat seemed to be blocked. She couldn't utter a word for a long time. She stood up angrily, turned around and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.
Yang Chunyan glared at Zhou Huaian and whispered, "She thinks that everyone doesn't know about her family's affairs. If you poke her in the face and make her angry, it will be troublesome."
Zhou Huaian curled his lips, "I didn't spread rumors. Even if you ask a three-year-old child in Fangtian Brigade, he will know what kind of person her son is! And Guodong, I think he is more like a termite."
Zhou's mother chased after the Sixth Aunt and returned to the yard after she saw her go far away. She pointed at Zhou Huaian and said, "I'm warning you. If you dare to gamble, I'd rather break your legs and lock you up to feed you for the rest of your life."
"I've never gambled before!" Zhou Huaian threw the half flower in his hand aside, "Mom, you better understand, it's not me who provoked Sixth Aunt. I'm not your punching bag, no one can take it out on me!"
"If you are capable, who would say anything to you!" Zhou's mother rolled her eyes at him and walked towards the kitchen.
Zhou Huaian glanced at Yang Chunyan and said, "Yan'er, I don't gamble when I go out. Sometimes I go to find some wild honey and sell it for money. At most, I compete with Yiding and the others to see who runs faster. The winnings or losses are only a dime or two."
Yang Chunyan glanced at him and said, "Isn't one or two dimes money? You've been selling honey for so many years, where is the money? Show it to me!"
"We were unlucky. The beehives we found were not good. We were too lazy to run around, so we could only sell them for about ten yuan at most. Some people didn't even get two yuan."
"I won't talk about what happened before we got married. From now on, if I hear anyone say that you gamble, don't blame me for not giving you face!"
"Don't worry, if you catch me gambling, you can do whatever you want to me!"
Yang Chunyan glanced at him and said nothing more. The two of them picked out the weeds from half of the flower. "Huai'an, go to the backyard and get the machete."
“You have to cut it off!”
"Yes! It will be more convenient to pick and boil medicine in the herb shop if it is cut into short sections!"
Zhou Huaian stood up and walked towards the backyard. Yang Chunyan went back to the house, found a handkerchief, wrapped it around her right hand, and began to pull the mugwort leaves.
Pick up a piece of mugwort, grab the top, and pull it from the beginning to the end, and all the mugwort leaves will be in your hand.
Zhou's mother came out of the kitchen and said to her, "Chunyan, there are pig intestines cooking in the pot. You watch the fire and I'll go to the back mountain to take a look."
"Okay! Do you want to cook anything else?"
"Cook the potatoes and pork intestines soaked in the bucket together, and then pull out a few lettuces to mix with the salad."
"Where are my sister-in-law and the others?"
"They are all pulling weeds in the cornfield on the back mountain." After saying this, Zhou's mother walked towards the backyard.
When Zhou Huaian came out with a machete and a chopping board, he chopped half of the flowers into short sections according to Yang Chunyan's request, put them in a basket and carried them to the ditch under the ridge to clean them.
Yang Chunyan smelled the unique aroma of pig intestines emanating from the kitchen, so she got up and went to the kitchen to add two pieces of firewood into the stove. There was a steamer in a pot on the stove, and braised pig intestines in another pot.
She lifted the lid of the pot and took a look. There was still a lot of water in the pot, so she went out and continued to pick the mugwort leaves.
After pulling off all the mugwort leaves, I thought that they could be used to make mosquito coils and there was no need to wash them, so I went to the room to carry out the cool mat, spread it next to the drying mat for drying peppercorns, and spread out the mugwort leaves to dry.
After washing my hands, I went to the kitchen, cut the potatoes into pieces, poured them into the pot and stir-fried them with the pig intestines for a few times, and continued to simmer.
In those days, local black pigs were still popular. Yang Chunyan always felt that local pork tasted better, unlike the lean Landrace pigs raised a few years later, which always tasted a bit like pork.
After the potatoes were cooked, she added two pieces of firewood into the stove, then took her sickle and basket to the back of the house to cut some mint, plucked the leaves and spread them out on a mat to dry.
After it dries, peel off a few pieces of elm bark, grind it into powder and use it to make mosquito coils.
Suddenly a breeze blew, and the fragrance of yellow horn orchid drifted in the wind. Yang Chunyan took a deep breath and suddenly had an idea. She decided to pick a handful of yellow horn orchid, dry it, and make mosquito coils with mugwort and wild chrysanthemum. Would it smell strange?
However, it is true that if you soak yellow horn orchid in wine and use it to wipe the bites left by mosquitoes, the bites will disappear quickly.
At this time, Zhou Huaian came back carrying a basket, the bottom of which was still dripping with water. The two of them went to the backyard to bring out the sieve, poured half of the flowers into it and spread them out to dry.
Zhou Jiaming and his brother and Zhou Xiaoqian ran into the yard carrying their schoolbags. The three of them sniffed and looked at Yang Chunyan with sparkling eyes, "Aunt, do you have braised pork intestines?"
"Yes!" Yang Chunyan raised her head and smiled, "Hurry up and do your homework. Auntie will reward you with candy."
The three of them jumped for joy, "Oh, there are braised pork intestines to eat, and there are candies to eat!"
Zhou Huaian looked up and said, "Do your homework well, or I won't give you pig intestines, but stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat!"
"Lululu~It was bought by Auntie Yao!"
Zhou Jialiang made a face at Zhou Huaian and went to the main room. The three of them carried the small dining table to the door of the main room and started doing their homework.
Yang Chunyan looked at the sky and said to Zhou Huaian, "Go and help me peel some elm bark. I'll go to the back mountain to take a look."
Zhou Huaian nodded, took the machete and went out to the ditch under the slope, where there were several elm trees.
The bark of the elm tree contains starch and sticky substances, which can be ground into powder and called elm bark flour. It can be mixed with flour and eaten, and can also be used as a raw material for vinegar. The bark fiber is tough and can be used to replace ramie to make ropes and sacks.
Elm seeds can also be steamed with flour. At the same time, its fruits (elm seeds), bark, leaves and roots can all be used as medicine, and have different medicinal effects.
Zhou Huaian picked up the machete and cut a few cuts on the elm tree, peeling off some bark from each tree. He also cut some branches, took them home, flattened them, tore off the inner layer, and threw them on the mat.
He clapped his hands, turned around and said to Zhou Jiaming who was doing his homework at the door of the main hall: "Jiaming, bring out the recliner for Dad."
Zhou Jia understood him at a glance, "I'm doing my homework, don't you know how to hold it?"
Zhou Huaian glared, "Little thing, you want to be beaten, right?"
Zhou Jiaming looked at him, somewhat speechless. He stood up angrily, carried the recliner to the courtyard, and looked at him with spitting fire in his eyes, "Dad, you are too lazy to dry the snakes to eat, so you just stand there and order me, who is doing homework, to bring them to you."
Zhou Huaian patted him with satisfaction, "Be good, next time daddy sells herbs and buys pig intestines to cook for you."
Zhou Jialiang raised his hand, "Dad, I want to eat braised pork!"
Zhou Huaian pointed to the kitchen proudly, "I bought some meat. When we finish eating the pig intestines, ask your grandma to cook some garlic pork slices."
Zhou Xiaoqian: "Hehe, my father is the best. He uses the money from the sale to buy some gaga to eat."
"I just heard someone say that Gaga was bought by Aunt Yao?"
"Dad, you and Auntie are from the same family, so whatever you buy is the same as what Auntie buys!" Zhou Xiaoqian diligently helped Zhou Huaian set up the recliner, "Dad, please sit down."
"Be good!" Zhou Huaian lay down on the recliner, "I'll buy you some candy next time."
As soon as I closed my eyes, Zhou's father, old man Zhou, and the three Zhou brothers also returned home.
As soon as Zhou Huaishan stepped into the courtyard, he smelled something and sniffed hard, "There's braised pork intestines!"
Zhou Huaijun nodded, "I smelled it too."
Zhou Huaian looked at the few people proudly, "We sold the herbs to buy it, and also bought a piece of sitting meat, a pile of big bones, and bought a few kilograms of leaf tobacco for the master and the old man."
Father Zhou looked at him and glared at him, "It's only two cents, and you're already panicking if you don't get out."
The old man patted him on the back and said, "The youngest didn't spend the money carelessly. He just thought of you, his father, and bought food for you. You're still not happy."
"That's right, every time, no matter good or bad, it's my fault!" Zhou Huaian was almost depressed to death, turned around and left with a sullen face.
The old man looked at Zhou's father and shook his head, "He's already several decades old, but he can't even teach a kid. He clearly knew he was just stroking him, but he just did it anyway!"
Father Zhou looked at Zhou Huaian who was walking towards the room angrily, and said awkwardly: "You son of a bitch, you have a bad temper."
He was actually quite happy in his heart, but he was afraid that Zhou Huaian was wasteful and didn't know how to save money, so he said that to him.
Yang Chunyan arrived at the back mountain and saw Zhou Xiaowen and others kneading mud and making little figures by the edge of the field.
Except for the older Zhou Xiaowen and Zhou Xiaoru, the other two had snot and mud all over their faces and bodies.
(End of this chapter)
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