Lu Wanqing did not linger for long. She only saw Zhou Ling wearing a tall white triangular hat, tied to a pillar in the threshing ground, and people were throwing rotten vegetable leaves at her.
There were some words written on the hat, probably something about harming the collective interest.
This kind of thing rarely happens to the Victory Squad; this time it's really gone too far.
The cattle in the production team were the lifeblood of the entire team, so it's understandable that everyone was furious when something went wrong during the crucial double-harvest season.
As a result, Zhou Changsheng distanced himself from Zhou Ling, and the Xu family even took the lead in throwing rotten eggs at her.
Xu Ying, who had been watching for a while, couldn't bear it any longer. She dragged Li Yulan toward the educated youth settlement, saying as they walked, "That Lu Wanqing is too cruel. Making a pregnant woman suffer like this is too much. It's just that some poisonous mushrooms were thrown into her field. Why make such a big deal out of it? She's been baking in the sun for two hours. It's so pitiful!"
Li Yulan tugged at her sleeve, saying uneasily, "You'd better say less. If others hear you, they'll say you're Zhou Ling's accomplice."
"Pah! Who's in cahoots with her? I just can't stand that Lu Wanqing! I never expected that Lin Ye wouldn't beat her up, but instead protected her at every turn. She's so weak and helpless, what's so great about her? After a double harvest, our faces are all tanned black, but she's still so fair and radiant..."
As the two were talking, they unexpectedly saw Lin Ye escorting Lu Wanqing and Zhao Xiaolan past as they squeezed out of the crowd.
When Li Yulan saw Lu Wanqing, she hurriedly went up to greet her: "Wanqing, you've gone to the county town! Zhou Ling has harmed the collective interests, and this punishment is too lenient. If you ask me, such a vicious person should be tied up and paraded through the streets."
Lu Wanqing walked straight ahead, ignoring her completely. She didn't want to get entangled with someone like that, who kept getting closer and closer. It was really annoying.
Hearing its owner's thoughts, Snowball lifted itself from Zhao Xiaolan's arms, bared its teeth at the two of them, and barked wildly, scaring them into backing away!
"What's there to be so smug about? He'll fall flat on his face one day," Xu Ying cursed from behind.
I accidentally stepped on a pebble, my foot twisted, and a sharp pain shot through my ankle; I must have twisted it.
Li Yulan quickly helped her up, her previously smiling face turning sinister.
How lucky Lu Wanqing is to escape even after being framed by Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling is so useless; she missed such a good opportunity and even ruined herself.
Back home, Lin Ye took all the things he had bought out of his basket and put them away neatly, categorizing them.
After sending Lu Wanqing and his mother to rest, he began to get busy himself.
Two pounds of pork belly, half to make braised pork, and the other half chopped into filling to make steamed buns.
The remaining meat was used to render oil from the fat and to salt the lean meat, then it was put into a jar to marinate, so that it could be eaten for several days.
The dough for making steamed buns needs to be fermented in advance. After kneading 3 jin of dough, put it in an enamel basin and cover it with a lid.
He then minced the pork belly into a paste and chopped the scallions into it.
To make the minced meat more fragrant, he put two-thirds of it in a pot, added ginger and garlic, and stir-fried it with lard.
I used 3 jin of flour to make 28 large steamed buns, just waiting for the guests to arrive so I could steam them.
Before steaming the buns, he also prepared several other dishes, including braised pork, stir-fried eggs with chili and chives, braised eggplant, and tomato and egg soup, and kept them warm in a small pot.
When he brought out a bottle of liquor that he had treasured at home, Lin Chunhua and Wang Tiegang walked into the yard chatting and laughing.
"What delicious food have you made? I can smell the aroma from far away." Lin Chunhua smiled radiantly.
Since the family division agreement was finalized, she has been in a great mood, no longer having to cook for the whole family or wash clothes for seven people.
At home, if I want to eat meat, I can just go to the supply and marketing cooperative to get some; if I don't want to eat, I won't cook. I'm very free.
I raise my own four chickens, and I can eat their eggs whenever I want without worrying about being scolded.
Now, her face is rosy and she looks great.
Wang Tiegang then put the porcini mushrooms he was carrying into the room to avoid being seen by others and having difficulty explaining himself.
Zhao Xiaolan and Lu Wanqing came out, chatting happily while holding Lin Chunhua's hand.
After a while, Luo Hao and Luo Chunlei arrived. Luo Hao was carrying a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), probably worried that Lin Ye wouldn't enjoy his meal without any alcohol.
When Lu Wanqing saw that all the guests had arrived, she hurriedly asked Wang Tiegang to move the table in her house to the old locust tree.
The sunset was beautiful, so we naturally ate in the courtyard, which made the meal even more carefree and relaxed.
Lin Chunhua helped move the chairs, bringing out all the chairs she could find in the house.
Lin Ye then placed the buns in a large steamer and started a fire to steam them.
"You guys chat for a bit, the steamed buns will be ready in twenty minutes. This is something I just learned to make today," Lin Ye said, sounding like a master chef.
When it was almost time, Lu Wanqing brought all the dishes from the small pot and the cooked food she had bought to the table, distributed chopsticks, and waited for the steamed buns to be served.
Soon, the steaming hot buns were ready, and their rich aroma attracted several people from next door to peek over.
“Honey, you’re Lin Ye’s uncle, it’s not too much to ask for two steamed buns!” Wang Xiuqin nudged Lin Jianguo’s arm.
Lin Gou Dan looked at the sparsely oiled cabbage on his table, his mouth watering. "Damn it, I've never eaten steamed buns before. That white lump looks so delicious."
Lin Jianguo didn't bother with them and focused on eating his meal.
The thought of how much money Gou Dan had wasted last time made his heart ache like it was being pricked by needles.
With that much money, you could buy so many meat buns!
Lin Xiaocui finished her meal quietly and then went inside to read.
I recently borrowed a novel from a classmate; it's a love story, and she's so engrossed in it that she doesn't care about anything else.
Unfortunately, he didn't stay long before Wang Xiuqin scolded him and told him to clean the mung beans that were drying outside, remove the residue, and then put them in a ceramic jar to store them.
She stood at the east end of the courtyard, sitting on a chair, and began to carefully pick through the mung bean residue in the winnowing basket. She didn't notice that under the locust tree at the west end, the handsome young man occasionally looked up at her.
At this moment, the group of people under the locust tree raised their small wine cups and began to clink glasses.
Lin Ye was not good with words, and even less so with polite phrases. He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, his gratitude expressed in the wine.
"Drink slowly," Lu Wanqing said with a smile, wiping the remaining wine from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.
The second toast was from Lu Wanqing to everyone. She said many emotional things, which almost moved Lin Chunhua to tears.
"No need for thanks, we're all here for the steamed buns." Luo Hao's words immediately livened up the somewhat dull atmosphere.
Lu Wanqing quickly distributed steamed buns to everyone, letting each person eat two first, and then help themselves if needed.
Luo Chunlei held the steamed bun but didn't eat it. Instead, he asked shyly, "Sister Wanqing, one is enough for me. Can I borrow the other one to give to you? Lin Xiaocui helped deliver the clothes you made last time, and I wanted to thank her."
Lu Wanqing: "..."
Shouldn't we thank the person who made the clothes for him?
Well, a child's thoughts can't be hidden forever.
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