Before Jiang Li could retort, she watched Qin Xiaoting pack the remaining food into an aluminum lunch box and follow Zhuang Guoliang stealthily.

Zhuang Guoliang walked hurriedly, turning many corners, passing through several alleys, and finally stopped at a Duantou Alley.

A bald man was smoking and leaning against the side of the alley. When he saw Zhuang Guoliang coming, he threw away his cigarette butt and stomped it out. "Did you sell the goods?"

Zhuang Guoliang nodded.

"Where's the money?"

Zhuang Guoliang silently took out the banknotes, then counted a few and gave them to the bald man.

The man spat and pointed at them, then laughed, "I told you, sick pork is still pork, don't they see that?"

"I'll help you sell it this time, next time you can do it yourself."

The bald man snorted, took out a bill from his hand and gave it to Zhuang Guoliang, "You have money but don't spend it. I think you are a fool! I will give you a commission of 30 cents for every pound you sell.

If you weren't a stranger, I could have earned the money myself.

Don't be so hypocritical. If you sell sick pork once, what difference does it make if I sell it five or eight times?"

Zhuang Guoliang gritted his teeth and took the money. If the waiter hadn't said something so unpleasant today, saying that country people have no credibility, he would have only brought five kilograms of meat instead of the two kilograms he promised.

He would not take out the sick pork from the back basket.

In the past, he chopped up live pigs in the slaughterhouse, splitting two pigs a day and getting two kilograms of pork as reward.

But recently, the pigs that were about to be shipped out of the slaughterhouse were infected with swine fever, and 30% to 40% of them died. Suddenly, there was not much pork left for him to distribute.

He wanted to explain to the people at the state-owned hotel, but the woman was unreasonable and even turned the tables on him. So he couldn't be blamed for this. If anyone was to blame, it was the woman's greed.

Qin Xiaoting, who was hiding in the alley and eavesdropping, was shocked and then covered Jiang Li's mouth with her hand.

Jiang Li had no expression on her face, and her hands neatly covered Qin Xiaoting's face.

The two looked at each other and left quickly.

After walking a long way, Qin Xiaoting finally spoke, "Li, how dare they do that? Eating sick pork can kill people."

"Besides, where did they get all that pork?"

Qin Xiaoting couldn't understand why they could only buy a basketful of pork when pork was so expensive these days.

"They are not good people either," Jiang Li told Qin Xiaoting everything about the private slaughterhouse. "The slaughterhouse is built deep in the mountains. Our team will take a car to the area of ​​Xiaoxingling."

“They raise a lot of pigs in that mountain, and they do everything from feeding to slaughtering the pigs themselves.

Those who could go in and work were all the younger brothers under Brother Yong. They slaughtered the pigs at midnight every day and sent the pork out.

There were few people in Xiaoxingling, so ordinary people basically didn't go there. Even if someone went into the mountain, Brother Yong would arrange guards at the gate to beat them up or scare them away.

Those who accidentally discovered the secret of the pig farm have been buried deep in the mountains and forests."

Qin Xiaoting looked around and lowered her voice, "Li, they dare to kill people?"

Jiang Li nodded. "He's just a gangster."

"It's hard for us to intervene. People like that are willing to kill and burn people. It would be terrible if they were retaliated against."

"So we have to do it secretly and write anonymous letters."

Qin Xiaoting took the initiative to ask, "I'll go."

She has space where she can hide away from the limelight when necessary.

"Let's go together. I'm worried about you being alone."

That night, two masked figures sneaked up to the door of the state-owned hotel, slipped a letter through the crack of the door, and sent it to the County Revolutionary Committee, also submitting a letter of denunciation.

The two of them didn't notice anything and there was a man following them.

When Jiang Li came home, the room was quiet. Qi Shaoqiang was lying straight and breathing evenly.

She patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, carefully stepped over Qi Shaoqiang, and lay back in her own position.

After doing something today, Jiang Li did not feel any unspeakable emotions and fell asleep soon after.

At the moment she was in a daze, Qi Shaoqiang opened his eyes and his eyes were clear.

Li 떚놌 and Qin educated youth, what were they doing at the Revolutionary Committee?

He brushed away the sweaty hair in front of Jiang Li's forehead, feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart.

They were both married, but Li still didn't believe him. What made him even more angry was that she was so heartless as to ask that Qin Zhiqing to walk with her on such a long journey from this county.

What on earth was going on that required them to deliver the letter in the middle of the night?

Qi Shaoqiang felt very uncomfortable. He stretched out his arms and loosely wrapped them around Jiang Li, as if this would bring her closer. Smelling the fragrance of her hair, Qi Shaoqiang's complicated emotions in his heart were slightly relieved.

Last time he was wondering why she suddenly proposed marriage when they had clearly agreed on a probation period.

He thought Li was attracted to him, but later found out that it was because Er Lai from the same village harassed her.

Could it be that Li didn't have any feelings for him at all and thought that marriage was just a temporary solution? Otherwise, why didn't she tell him about such a thing?

When he thought of this possibility, Qi Shaoqiang's breathing quickened, veins popped out on his forehead, and the arm on Jiang Li quietly tightened.

No matter what Li Dong thought, he had already recognized her as his wife.

He will never let go.

Jiang Li stayed up late last night, but woke up very early. Before Qin Xiaoting broke up with her, she gave her a small pot of water, saying it was mountain spring water, but Jiang Li knew very well that it was spiritual spring water.

She took it out and drank a small sip, and instantly most of her fatigue was gone.

Qi Shaoqiang had to go to work. Smoke was rising from the kitchen. Chen Xianyun had already prepared breakfast, which was thick millet porridge served with egg pancakes.

The golden egg pancake was soft and delicious, with home-grown green onions added to it. The millet porridge was steaming hot and sprinkled with chopped red dates. Jiang Li drank three bowls in one breath.

After dinner, I started to make hair ties, taking out the fabrics I bought yesterday one by one.

First, cut the cotton cloth into strips 12 cm wide and two feet long.

In fact, the length can be wider, maybe 70 to 75 cm, but Jiang Li didn't buy so much cloth this time, so she can make a smaller hairband for now.

First turn the fabric over and sew up the short side. At this time, the original fabric strip becomes a cloth circle. Then fold the upper fabric and put it in, wrap it with the lower fabric, and then sew up the long side.

Finally, turn the fabric over along the reserved interface and insert a 20 cm long rubber band. In this way, a basic hair tie is ready.

Jiang Li was very skilled and took her 10 minutes to make a hair tie.

She tried it on her hair and admired herself in front of the mirror for a while. The blue and white checkered pattern was fresh and elegant, which made her look gentler. It was indeed beautiful.

While she was still energetic after a meal, Jiang Li finished making all the fabrics she bought in one go.