Pig fat residue vermicelli buns

With the 2,000 yuan given by her daughter, Song's mother and her husband discussed and decided to increase the red envelope for their son-in-law to 1,000 yuan, as they did not want the gap between the two families to be too big.

It would be a lie to say that they didn't feel bad about spending such a large sum of money, but their daughter accepted a red envelope from other people's parents, and they didn't want their daughter to be looked down upon.

After Song Qiu Sheng found out, he expressed his understanding and did not object to his parents' actions.

"I have no objection. Since you have decided to give it to us, just give it to us generously. Our family may be able to earn 2,000, 3,000, or even tens of thousands of dollars in the future."

Song's mother laughed and teased: "You are so bold. Tens of thousands of yuan would cost you enough to raise a hundred pigs!"

Song Qiu Sheng smiled but said nothing. He decided not to tell his mother that his sister had given him a card with tens of thousands of yuan in it to help him start a business, so as not to scare her.

He changed the subject: "Mom, I won't pay you and my dad this year. I'll pay for the chickens, ducks, and pigs. The money you make from feeding and selling them is your own income."

Song's mother quickly refused: "No, save your money for marrying a wife. The city has many requirements, you have to prepare a few major items, don't treat them badly, we will follow the procedures in the city."

The farthest place she had been to was the county town. She heard from her neighbors that young people in big cities need three big items when they get married: a TV, a washing machine and a refrigerator.

Song Qiu Sheng smiled cheerfully and assured: "Mom, don't worry about this. I will definitely not treat her unfairly. She has everything that others have."

Song's mother said solemnly: "Just keep it in mind. It's not easy to find a girl who doesn't mind your age. You should usually give in to her."

Song Qiu Sheng remembered that Yao Xue had no fixed residence in the capital. Even if they were married, they would not often live at home, so they still needed a house.

"Mom, if we get married, we may have to stay in the capital to pursue our careers, and you, my dad, and Dongdong will be the only ones left at home."

Song's mother didn't take it seriously: "What's the big deal? Before, your sister was also at home, and the four of us were still able to live our lives. What can you do at home to help? Your eldest sister is nearby, so it's convenient to find her if there's anything."

Song Qiu Sheng knew that his parents didn't like to trouble their children who were already married, and they said that just to relieve him of the psychological burden.

He muffled his voice and said, "When we have the means, we can also install a private phone in the city so that it will be convenient for us to contact you."

It’s not that the family has no money, but the process of installing a telephone is very complicated and people may not be willing to come to the small mountain village.

Song's mother shook her head quickly: "We don't need the phone. You and your sister can just write a letter home when you have time."

Ever since the villagers of Songjia Village heard from the captain's wife that Song Qiu Sheng wanted to make money with the others in the team, they wanted to visit him. However, it was not convenient to visit him empty-handed during the New Year, so everyone was very nervous and wanted to know whether the news was true or not.

The young man who had been to the Song family smiled and said,

"The news is very likely true. Brother Qiu Sheng told us to stay at home and farm. He said that we should take good care of the first batch of vegetables after the spring comes, and he will help us sell them in the city when the time comes."

In fact, Song Qiusheng could have found a village near the capital to cooperate with him in this business. No one would refuse business that came to their doorstep. However, he was concerned about his fellow villagers in the same brigade, so he preferred to go through the trouble of purchasing vegetables from his hometown.

Someone urgently asked: "How do you know? Did Qiu Sheng tell you?"

The young man did not hide it: "Well, we just came back from Brother Qiu Sheng's house," he shook his head, "Brother Qiu Sheng said that we don't have to leave our hometown and can make money at home."

Most of them would not leave their hometown to work if they could not find a job that could earn money. It would be best if they could earn money by farming in the village because they would have to worry about their family if they were too far away.

After getting the definite answer, everyone couldn't wait to go home and discuss it with their families, and they had to agree to go along no matter what.

The news soon reached the entrance of the village. In addition to the villagers of Songjia Village, there were also people from other villages. Some were envious and some were jealous.

"You haven't made much money yet, but you're talking so loudly about how you want to make money for the whole team. You're not afraid of sounding too confident."

"Maybe they really have an idea. Anyway, your Huojiaba is not in it."

"Tsk, you're talking as if Chenjia Village can get away with it. Didn't you always say that Chenjia Village doesn't belong to Songjia Village? Now you're like family to them?"

"We call it Chenjia Village among ourselves, but to the outside world, we still call it Songjia Village. Anyway, it has nothing to do with your Huojiaba and Shiligou."

The entrance to the village was busier than usual. The peaceful scene just a moment ago suddenly turned into a quarrel over making money. The villagers of Chenjia Village rarely admitted that they belonged to Songjia Village.

No matter what, the people of Chenjia Village are determined to get on the money-making trail. As much as they resisted merging with Songjia Village before, they are now more willing to flatter themselves and claim to be part of Songjia Village, even using their relatives in Songjia Village to establish connections. When it comes to making money, it doesn't matter what village it is.

The villagers of Huojiaba and Shiligou were envious, but unfortunately there was no one like Song Qiusheng in their village. Some people went out to work hard and built three-story houses for their families, but they never mentioned making money with their fellow villagers.

The era of the big collective ended, but many villagers have not yet walked out of the collective system. A few years ago, everyone ate from the same pot and worked together in the fields. In the blink of an eye, people in the same village built three-story houses and had a good life. How could they make money while I lived in a mud house and planted crops?

Without comparison, there is no difference. Why did Song Qiusheng from Songjia Village think about the village after he became rich, while the rich families in their village became the former landlords/rich men.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, people visit relatives and friends to wish them a happy new year, and on the second day, they go back to their parents’ home.

My sister and her family arrived early in the morning.

Song Shixia and her mother were busy boiling water in the kitchen when they heard a bicycle bell at the door.

"Grandpa, grandma!"

Maodan's voice is particularly loud, it seems that he received a lot of New Year's money this year.

Sun Guoqiang arrived first on a bicycle, carrying eggs in front and gifts in the back.

"Chunxia and my mother were walking slowly behind us. They said that it was cold in winter and they would feel warm after walking for a while."

Song Qiusheng was biting a steamed bun.

"I'll drive over to pick them up."

Song Dongdong couldn't wait to catch up.

"I want to go too! Maodan, come and take the bus!"

Maodan glanced at his father, and Sun Guoqiang waved his hands helplessly.

"Don't move around in the car."

Song Shixia and her mother were kneading dough in the kitchen. They were going to steam more buns today because they would be visiting relatives and friends in the next few days and would have to make do with what they had at home.

Song Shixia would not be perfunctory when it came to food. When her mother wanted to make some pork grease buns just to get by, she insisted on teaching her how to make several more flavors.

"Mom, we have to be as meticulous as possible when we eat together."

Song's mother was just the opposite. She just treated the food casually at home and didn't serve it to guests.

Under Song Shixia's strong pleading, her mother finally gave in.

"Okay, okay, go ahead and do what you want. I'll just stay here and watch you do what you want, okay?"

Song's mother sat in front of the stove and made a fire. Song Shixia made pork lard into pork lard vermicelli stuffing, and also made cabbage and pork stuffing and tofu vermicelli buns, all of which were commonly eaten stuffings.

The water was boiling in the pot, and Song's mother got up to help her daughter make buns.

"You, you just ate too much when you were a kid, and now you're so picky. Luckily life has improved, otherwise I wouldn't let you waste so much."

Song Shixia said to her mother coquettishly: "How can we waste our own food? You don't think I influence my children with love? I conquer their stomachs with my cooking skills!"

Song's mother half believed it. She didn't quite believe that her daughter could influence the child with love. But if the food was delicious, it might be possible.

Song Shixia made up a story: "Although it is exaggerated, it is because I cook delicious food that people have a good first impression of me."

"Well, you're the only one wasting my stuff these few days since you came back. The ingredients you made for the stuffing alone are enough for your dad and I to eat for a week."

Song Shixia clarified once again: "Feeding food to your family members is not a waste! Throwing away food that cannot be finished is a waste."

Song's mother felt distressed just by listening to this: "What kind of family is this? They can't finish their meals and still mess around."

Song Shixia stuck out his tongue. Of course, it was a few decades later that the "CD Operation" policy was promulgated to stop everyone from wasting.

After Song Qiu Sheng came back, he went to the kitchen and found his sister who had just finished her work.

"I remembered something yesterday, and I'm afraid I'll forget it if I don't ask now."

Song Shixia washed her hands.

"Tell me, what do you want to ask?"

"I told mom yesterday that if I get married I have to live in the city. I can't let Yao Xue sleep in the store with me. Isn't my brother-in-law's brother-in-law in charge of the land? Do you know where in the city is good?"

Song Shixia lifted the lid of the pot and took out a few steaming buns.

"You said they are in charge of the land, not the Housing Authority. Aren't there a lot of courtyard houses in your area? Just buy the one that is close to the flag-raising ceremony."

Song Qiusheng hesitated: "Will it be a bit noisy?"

Song Shixia was speechless: "Brother, you actually complain about the noise under the red flag. People from other places stay up half the night to watch the flag-raising ceremony. That area should be the safest part of the capital."

Song Qiusheng quickly explained: "No, that's not what I meant. I meant that it's a bit noisy with all the people coming and going there. But what you said makes sense. Maybe I can make money by opening a small shop."

Song Shixia found it funny: "Isn't it good to have people coming and going? Do you like living in the mountains? Remember, I will remind you this time, if you see a courtyard house that you like, just buy it, I guarantee you won't lose out."

Song Qiu Sheng kept it in mind that his sister had always been lucky and had a sharp eye. Seeing her solemn reminder, he had to buy a few more sets.

My sister came home and brought good news. They were planning to sue my brother-in-law's second uncle after the New Year and had already found a witness.

Song Shixia distributed the steamed buns to everyone. She admired her sister's decisiveness.

"Sister, you guys are so quick?"

Song Chunxia snorted coldly: "Giving in will only make him think that our family is easy to bully. If he really gets bullied, then the neighbors will know that our family is a soft persimmon and anyone can step on us."

Song Shixia glanced at her brother-in-law. Neither her brother-in-law nor the old lady objected. It seemed that her sister had a lot of say in her husband's family.

Sun Guoqiang has a dull personality, but his strength is that he listens to advice. Before marriage, he listened to his mother, and after marriage, he listened to his wife. In addition to being particularly stubborn and unwilling to bend to please the leader, this time the clay man was also angered and his temper was exposed.

Song Qiusheng brought a bottle of wine and said, "It's really gratifying to see the evildoers punished. With our sister's good luck, the lawsuit will surely be successful."

If it wasn't the New Year, he really wanted to beat up that shameless guy himself, and then find someone to put him in a sack to teach him a lesson after the lawsuit was over.

This time Song Shixia did not refuse.

"Okay, I hope my good luck will help my sister and brother-in-law win the lawsuit and let that person be punished by the law. His behavior is considered extortion and he will definitely be sentenced to a few years in prison."

Old Mrs. Sun couldn't take her eyes off the dining table. Her in-laws were still cooking in the kitchen. She couldn't help but wonder, last year when they came to pay New Year's greetings they only killed a chicken and fried a dish of meat, but this year she couldn't believe her eyes at the amount of fish and meat on the table.

She thought that her son and daughter-in-law earned nearly two hundred yuan a month, which was quite a lot. Even so, they didn't dare to eat so luxuriously at home. Her in-laws must be very rich!

Thinking of the New Year gifts that Qiu Sheng brought to her family, which included food and clothes, the old lady finally understood that there is always someone better than you.

Song Qiusheng stood beside Ji Weiqing holding a bottle of wine.

"Brother-in-law, do you want some too?"

Song Shixia covered his cup.

"He doesn't drink, we drink tea. Brother, you should take out the medicinal wine. Drinking too much liquor is bad for the body. My parents and grandma are old, so they should drink less."

The New Year copy is almost over. I have settled my family down and when I return home, I will use the time acceleration method to start making money and starting my career.