"Commander, this smells so good! Compared to this barbecue, what we ate before is nothing!"
Li Lixin's eyes lit up with surprise when he ate bran for the first time.
"The seasoning is excellent, and the cooking skills are great, bringing out the aroma of the wild goats. It's absolutely delicious."
Zhang Xiangnan took a bite, the rich meat juice splashed in his mouth, and the rich aroma spread throughout his mouth.
"Big brother, good seven, good seven!"
The little girl was eating while shaking her head, and her big eyes narrowed into crescents.
Xiao Shengli didn't have time to speak, but just fought desperately with the mutton skewers in his hand.
"Shouye, don't just focus on grilling, eat it too."
Su Hong handed a few strings to Song Shouye.
"Thank you, Second Aunt."
Song Shouye took it politely.
"Old man, the present life seems like a dream."
While eating lamb skewers, Liu Guixiang's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Yes! Fortunately, during the darkest period, we managed to get through it and didn't do anything stupid."
Compared to hunger and endless farm work, the mental torture is more devastating.
When the news of Zhang Xiangnan's defection first came back, it was the most difficult time for their family.
Without Zhang Xiangnan's allowance, their quality of life declined rapidly. The commune held a meeting to criticize them, and the villagers surrounded their doorstep to insult and curse them.
They could barely endure the hardships of life and the exclusion of the villagers, but the betrayal of their eldest son and younger daughter was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The old couple thought about saying goodbye to this world with their family more than once, but looking at their grandchildren, they never really made up their minds.
"Grandpa, grandma, it's all over. Everything will be fine in the future."
People always have to look forward. Zhang Shuguang doesn't want his family to bring up painful memories again and again.
"My eldest grandson is right. He is very capable. Grandpa and grandma will be waiting to enjoy his blessings in the future."
The family grilled and ate at the same time. The old man was drinking Moutai liquor in the company of his children and grandchildren. The yard was filled with the laughter of the family.
"Shouye, just sleep at home today!"
After eating and drinking, Zhang Shuguang wanted to let Song Shouye stay at his home for one night.
"Forget it. Master said that diligence makes perfect, while idleness makes waste. I have to practice before dawn, and after breakfast I have to study Taoism with Master. I'd better go to the Taoist temple!"
After the family saw Song Shouye off, Zhang Xiangnan did not go home with his family, but walked towards his uncle's house.
He only had three months of vacation, so he wanted to start construction on the house as soon as possible.
It is now around nine o'clock in the evening. In the mountain village, there are still villagers chatting on the roadside, but there are no children chasing and playing.
During the three difficult years, every bite of food was extremely precious, and the children tried not to move if they could.
"Xiangnan, where are you going?"
With the help of the bright moonlight, the general outline of the person can still be distinguished.
"I'm going to my uncle's house."
Zhang Xiangnan had no interest in chatting, so he simply replied and walked away.
"Xiangnan's personality has changed a lot. He used to give cigarettes to everyone and chat for a few minutes before leaving."
"We all know how Second Uncle's family has been living these past few years. Xiangnan must be feeling a bit uneasy."
"They were able to speak to us calmly, and Xiaoguang was willing to buy the mountain products from us. He's quite generous."
"Yes! We are the ones who let their family down."
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Only after Zhang Xiangnan walked away did everyone dare to discuss it in a low voice.
"Uncle, Madam, haven't you rested yet?"
Zhang Qingxiang's house was pitch black, and several people were cooling off in the yard.
"Is Xiangnan here? Come in and sit down. Go forward and light the kerosene lamp in the house."
When Zhang Qingxiang saw Zhang Xiangnan, he quickly stood up from the stool.
In the past, when Zhang Xiangnan came home to visit his relatives, he would bring some gifts to visit them that day and invite them to his house for a drink.
I have been back for two or three days this time, but I haven't been home yet. My family and I didn't dare to go forward either. The main reason was that I still felt a little nervous!
"Brother Xiangqian, stop busying yourself. I just want to talk to you for a few minutes and then I'll leave. I still have to go to Brother Xiangyang's house."
Zhang Xiangnan held Zhang Xiangqian back and stopped him from going back into the house to light the oil lamp.
"Xiangnan, just tell me what you want to say."
Zhang Xiangqian said seriously.
"It's like this, Brother Xiangqian, Xiaoguang has grown up, it's time to build him a house.
Brother Xiangyang has already divided out the residential land, which is right behind my house, and he plans to build three small courtyards.
Didn't you work as a bricklayer? I'm going to give this job to you and let you lead the construction team.
The workers are paid fifty cents a day, but you have to worry about it. I will pay you one dollar a day.
If you want food, that's fine. Others can have one pound of fine grains or two pounds of coarse grains a day.
Your intake should still be doubled, two kilograms of fine grains a day, or four kilograms of coarse grains."
After he finished speaking, Zhang Xiangnan could clearly hear the heavy breathing sounds around him.
"If you don't want to do it, forget it. I can find someone else."
Zhang Xiangqian didn't say anything, and Zhang Xiangnan didn't want to force him.
"I want to do it, of course I don't want to do it. I don't want money, I want food. Brother, thank you for thinking of me."
Zhang Xiangqian reacted and shouted excitedly.
Building a house is hard work. In terms of wages, fifty cents a day is the market price. But Zhang Xiangnan is willing to pay the wages with food, which makes a difference.
The supply and marketing cooperative marked the price of grain at 30 cents per pound, but there was no supply at all.
Zhang Xiangnan's willingness to give him this task clearly shows that he is taking care of him.
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