"After Ge Mantun was separated, he was quite capable. He joined the army on his own. When he came back, he was appointed village chief. I guess he has connections above him."
"His wife was also brought back from outside, and she already had a child when she came back." Aunt Zhang gloated a little. "His mother was furious. She was happy that her son had made it, but now she wants to control him and marry her niece to Ge Mantun."
"Isn't that a close relative marriage? Close relatives are not allowed to marry now."
"That was more than ten years ago. Back then, there was no such thing as consanguineous marriage."
"Later, that niece married his youngest son and gave birth to three daughters before she had a son. I guess that's because of inbreeding."
Actually, it’s not like that. It should be the poor quality of male sperm. But now it’s hard to explain to them, as they all think that the inability to give birth to a boy is a girl’s problem.
In fact, anyone who has read a little and studied biology knows that it is a male problem.
Zhou Yian didn't want to discuss this, so he changed the question, "Village Chief Ge has connections, so why doesn't he send his son to the army? It would be great to be a soldier." Being a soldier is so cool in this day and age.
"Originally, he had connections and was about to join the army. His eldest son, Ge Zheng, was about to wear a military uniform, but he kept it a secret at first," said Aunt Zhang.
"None of us knew, but unfortunately, Ge Mantun's mother somehow found out. Her second son's son was just the right age. He cried, made a scene, and even tried to hang himself at his doorstep. His enlistment quota was changed."
"Is Village Chief Ge's wife willing?" Zhou Yian was a little surprised. Is this possible?
"There's nothing you can do about it. The old lady is always making a fuss, day and night, and it's making the whole family restless. Just a few years ago, the fuss was really bad."
"This is too biased. Knowing that the third son has the potential to be the village chief, why is he still like this?"
"She's become accustomed to being partial. She feels uncomfortable if she isn't. Besides, she's living with the second son in his old age, so she must be planning for his family."
Yes, Zhou Yian nodded, basically most elderly people care about retirement issues.
"Now Ge Mantun, his mother, and the other two brothers are all acting like enemies. If you want to befriend the village chief and his people, don't get along with those two families."
"Okay, thank you for your suggestion, Auntie." Zhou Yian's face was full of gratitude. This gossip was indeed interesting.
"Who leaked the news that Ge Zheng was going to join the army? The matter hasn't been finalized yet, and the list of names can still be changed. He definitely wouldn't tell anyone else." Zhou Yian suddenly had an idea.
"Who knows?" Aunt Zhang gave Zhou Yian a meaningful look.
"Anyway, after this incident, the Ge Mantun family and the old lady really cut off contact and didn't even visit during the New Year."
"Okay," Aunt Zhang straightened up, "I've finished pulling the weeds. I'm going back to cook dinner."
"Thank you so much, Auntie. You worked so hard to help me pull out the weeds." Zhou Yian took out a few White Rabbit candies from his pocket and said, "Take these back to sweeten the children's mouths."
"Okay, I won't be polite with you. If you need any food, just go to Auntie's house and get it. If there's nothing else, there are plenty of dishes."
"good."
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After pulling out the wild vegetables, Zhou Yian felt sore in his back and waist. He had just been enjoying the gossip and didn't realize that he should have tried a few more postures when pulling out the weeds.
Only three acres of private land can be used for planting, so weeds are pulled out very quickly.
I checked the time and it was almost five o'clock. I decided to cook first.
Zhou Yian was preparing to cook a pot of rice. Some time ago, Song Songbai had been cooking noodles, dumplings and other things.
I only had rice today, but it wasn't enough.
Wash the rice, put it on high heat, and in a short while, the rice soup will boil.
Zhou Yian scooped two large spoonfuls of rice soup into two bowls, and then continued cooking.
When she lived with her grandfather, she loved drinking rice soup cooked in the wood stove.
It has a strong rice flavor and tastes very good.
While the meal was cooking, Zhou Yian prepared the dishes, soaked the vermicelli, sliced the pork belly, and washed the pickles.
She was going to cook a dish of pork belly with pickled vegetables and vermicelli.
This is a big dish.
Scoop out all the rice. She cooked it very well. There is a layer of rice crust at the bottom. It is crispy and delicious.
Add a little oil, stir-fry ginger and garlic, then add pork belly.
Sizzling sound.
Ah, it smells so good that it makes me dizzy.
Add the pickles and stir-fry, then pour in the source of life, water.
Finally add vermicelli and salt.
Zhou Yian sat down and slowly lit a fire, and the fragrance slowly wafted into the air.
It was at this time that Song Songbai returned.
Greeted by the strong aroma of meat and the light aroma of rice.
The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the flames reflected on her face, revealing a shallow dimple.
Song Songbai felt a long-lost throbbing in his chest.
Among the thousands of lights, there is also one of his.
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