Chapter 125 Qin Zhiping's Dirty Thoughts



After watching the children fishing by the river for a while, Wen Sihe felt a little bored, and just as she stood up and prepared to leave.

A child's voice caught her attention.

"Xiaoqing, come quickly, clean all the fish, light a fire, and I'll give you a small piece after roasting it."

Wen Sihe looked in the direction of the sound and saw Da Niu carrying several palm-sized fish, all of which they had just caught.

Zhong Muqing, who was not far away, looked very happy. He quickly ran home and ran over with the bucket in his hand.

He cut open the fish and cleaned it, then found a few stones to surround it and placed some dry firewood on top.

He was very skilled at lighting fires, and it seemed that he had dug many holes and started many fires before.

Daniu and the others looked at Zhong Muqing's actions and said with a smile: "Well done!"

"Xiaoqing is becoming more and more skilled."

The children all took Lu Zhiye's teachings to heart, and they all agreed that it was a good deal to spend some money on things they didn't really need and get others to help with the work!

As for Xiaoqing, he is still a child after all. What he needs is to get along with other children.

Living in fear in the cowshed all day long will cause children of this age to have psychological problems.

Zhong Wende is also happy to see the changes in his son.

Wen Sihe walked over, squatted down and helped Zhong Muqing light the firewood, then reached out and touched his head: "You did a great job!"

Zhong Muqing's red little face was full of smiles.

The days passed by quickly and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Wen Sihe has been staying at the educated youth center these days and has not been around Lu Zhiye.

Humph, let that bastard be anxious for two days!

Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, Lu Yuanshan happily knocked on the door of Lu Zhiye's house.

“Let’s go. The village just handed over the task pigs a while ago. According to the previous practice, we will start slaughtering the pigs and distributing the pork at noon.

Let's go early and get a good seat!"

Lu Zhiye was not interested, but did not say much. He closed the door and followed Lu Yuanshan to the brigade headquarters.

However, many people in the brigade had the same idea and they all brought their small stools and sat there chatting happily!

Lu Yuanshan looked at the long line, held his forehead with his hands, and kept muttering: "Did these people come to line up before dawn? They lined up so long in advance, can they get a few more pounds of meat or something?"

After a while, the sounds of gongs and drums came from far away.

Captain Lu and several men from the village came over carrying two big fat pigs.

Lu Zhiye looked at the pig with a big red flower tied on it and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

A dozen men pressed two pigs on the table, and shrill cries were heard.

The two pigs struggled hard but it was of no avail. An old hand from the village came over with a polished knife.

From the fat pig's neck, stab diagonally downwards directly into the heart.

The neat movements drew a crowd of people cheering!

Two pigs weigh about 1,000 pounds, and each family can get two pounds of meat.

"Finally I can eat meat!"

"Yes, I'll order some small intestines and pig blood later, and some blood sausage to eat!"

"Stop talking, it makes me drool.

Oh my god, it's so delicious with pickled cabbage!"

Their words brightened up Lu Yuanshan's eyes. He poked Lu Zhiye and said, "We'll have some later. I haven't eaten blood sausage for a long time."

If you say pig intestines are dirty and smelly, they won't taste good when fried. The most important thing is that they waste oil.

Pig intestines are different. They can be made into sausages and blood sausages, and they taste delicious.

After the brigade distributed the meat, every household took the fat pork home to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Captain Lu looked at the pig entrails left there, and then looked at the several educated youths standing nearby.

He rolled his eyes and said to them with a smile: "Wen Zhiqing, you guys didn't go home to visit your families this year. As the team leader, I can't bear to let you eat in the Zhiqing during the New Year.

How about this, let's go to uncle's house for dinner today! After eating your cooking last time, my wife keeps saying that she wants to learn from you! "

Several educated youth nearby showed excitement on their faces, and even Qin Zhiping was somewhat tempted.

Before Wen Sihe could reply, Qin Zhiping said, "Since the captain has invited us so kindly, we will respectfully obey your order.

We can't go there for nothing. We'll take the meat we got today with us later.

I just happen to have a bottle of good wine, bring it over for everyone to taste!"

The captain laughed out loud: "Okay! Then come here quickly after you finish packing! Your aunt has already started preparing!"

"Okay!"

So Wen Sihe and three educated youth carried the large basin and walked towards the team leader's house.

Qin Zhiping hurried back to the educated youth site and took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet.

There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes: Wen Sihe, if you don't accept my toast, don't blame me for being rude.

Lu Zhiye took a slaughtered pheasant from home, and Sutang and others walked towards Mr. Lu Sanye's house.

There were several children playing in the yard. When they saw him coming, two of them ran over happily shouting, "Uncle Ono!"

The other two children pretended not to see Lu Zhiye and played with the pebbles in their hands.

Lu Yuanshan kicked his son angrily and said, "Call for help!"

The seven or eight-year-old child was suddenly kicked by his father and started crying loudly with fear.

The crying attracted the attention of the people in the room, and a beautiful woman ran out quickly: "What's wrong, Xiaobo!"

"Dad kicked me!"

When the beautiful woman saw Lu Zhiye, she understood what was going on!

She glared at her husband and pulled the two children into the house without saying a word.

Lu Yuanshan's face turned red with anger. Lu Zhiye gently patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go! Let's help pick vegetables."

Lu Yuanshan wiped his face and forced a smile.

He whispered, "I'm sorry!"

Lu Zhiye had suffered a lot of cold stares in his previous life, so how could he take such a small matter seriously?

"Brother Yuanshan! What are you talking about? If I were really angry, I would have thrown my things away and left! Why would I be here working with you?"

Lu Yuanshan’s wife has never liked him, and Lu Zhiye is of course aware of that. But if he just leaves now, the only ones who will be truly sad and upset will be Third Grandma and the others.

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