Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 174 My family can finish eating

Just after the New Year's Eve, the village has already started to get busy. It's the first New Year's Eve in Huanshan Village, and the villagers try their best to make the New Year's Eve more lively.

Previously, Shu Yingtong distributed a batch of cotton cloth and cotton, saying that they would make New Year's winter clothes for children under ten years old, but they did not distribute tailor-made clothes, they were all based on the average.

Some women looked at the longing eyes of their eldest children and made up their minds. They took their own rice grains and went to those who had surplus cloth to exchange some cloth back.

Cotton can't be exchanged, and everyone loves it very much.

However, having new cloth is enough to make the children happy. The old padded jacket is taken out, the outer fabric is made of new cloth, and the inner lining is made of old cloth with patches.

Anyway, you can't see it if you wear it inside, and the picture looks bright, and the baby is also happy.

Except for Qiuyan's family, Shu Yingtong distributed spring strips and couplets to every household, and also distributed red paper to let them cut window grilles by themselves.

As for the others, Shu Yingtong will not post.

Whether it's rice noodles or vegetable meat, she doesn't consider it.If this is the beginning, people will be talking about it every year in the future.

Besides, it was a huge expense, and she had no reason to afford it.

The villagers who built houses in Beicun began to think of ways to make their families have a meaty New Year.

The barren mountains and trees on all sides are messy, and sometimes it is difficult for people to walk.

Some of them chopped firewood and went to the town or county to exchange money, and they were willing to exchange rice noodles.

Many families with crafts work together to burn charcoal. In winter, the fingers are freezing, and there are always wealthy people who are willing to spend money to buy charcoal.

There are also those who weave bamboo utensils and sell them in the market, and some who have original crafts have gone to the town or county to find work.

The Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Those who don't have the ability to do it can't trouble them. Where there is running water, there will be fish and shrimp.

They fish all the way along the Jinyang River, and it doesn't matter if their legs are frozen and unconscious in winter. As long as they can exchange for money, they can suffer anything.

Nancun is different. I had distributed copper coins at the landlord Huang's house before, but I didn't have a chance to use them after I came here.

When Shu Yingtong split up, he divided out the grain, oil, rice noodles and all kinds of dried meat in the warehouse.

Farmers eat oil carefully and plan carefully. Since they stopped eating big pot meals, they have returned to their previous living standards without any complaints.

Usually, a meal of multigrain porridge and a meal of multi-faced pancakes is over, saving oil.

Those good things are only occasionally offered as tooth offerings, and they are all kept for a meal during the Chinese New Year.

A pigsty and a barn were erected in the corner of the courtyard, and the three little wild boars were also thrown in and out by red knives amidst the crying and crying of all the little peas.

Although the little wild boars grow fast, but the three pigs add up to a scale of 16 taels, and the hairy pigs are less than [-] catties.

The children who participated in feeding the pigs every day were allotted pork, which was quite a lot.

When Dongsheng walked towards Beicun carrying pork strips and offal, many people stared at him.If he and Shuan'er hadn't gotten close, many half-grown kids would have been so jealous that they wanted to grab him.

No one dared to make a move.

Earlier, the steamed bun slices from his house were stolen, but Shuan'er was so angry that he asked Yao to make the decision.I can still vividly remember being writhing in pain while being whipped by my family members. No one wants to die.

"Dongsheng, why don't you take so much meat? Your family can't finish it, why don't you share it with your aunt?"

A woman who was washing furniture and walking back quickly caught up with two benches, bent down with a shy smile and stared at the flesh on his hand with a smile.

Dongsheng is usually very talkative, willing to say hello to everyone he meets.He's not stupid, who thinks there is too much meat, and is afraid that he won't be able to finish it?

"My family can finish eating." He quickened his pace because he saw many people coming towards him.

It's not because I'm afraid of being robbed, but because of the look in their eyes.

"Dongsheng, in terms of seniority, you have to call me Uncle Wu~ You don't want to cut two ounces of this flesh to honor your elders?"

A short and thin old woman ran up to him, stretched out her hands and squeezed the pork, "There's not much fat, so it's okay, take it back and chop stuffing."

"No, this is my meat, I can't give it to you."

Dong Sheng blushed and grabbed the straw rope that tied the pork with all his strength, and the children watching the excitement next to him booed and asked Sanpo He to use more force.

"Yo~ Mrs. He, what kind of family are you, Uncle Wu? You don't look up the genealogy, do you have the same surname, so you blindly ask for relatives? You really don't want to lose your old face just to eat meat!"

Sanpo He squinted her eyes and saw that a strong woman with a half-new floral cloth on her head was leading two young girls who looked exactly the same and were driving towards her with baskets on their backs, their faces were full of sarcasm.

Holding the pork tightly in her hand, Sanpo He replied with a high voice, "Hey~ Who am I supposed to be~ Your third sister-in-law came back from going to the city to sell her jokes? I haven't wiped my butt clean yet, let's talk about my family tree ?”

The words are extremely ugly, Kuang raised two sister-in-laws as her own daughters, and now she has not betrothed to them, is it okay to be said to be a joke in the city?
Kuang's face is not a naughty one either, her face darkened and she rolled up her sleeves and rushed forward, "Why don't you dare to beat you up like an old lady!"

The tall and strong Mrs. Kuang stood in front of the short Sanpo He, holding her by the collar like a chicken.

San Po didn't rush, and slammed her wrinkled old face against her chest, "Come here, hit here, do you dare to hit me!"

The two sister-in-laws hurried forward to hold Kuang, "Sister-in-law, don't talk to her, what's the matter with the mad dog, let's go home."

This third woman He is a hob meat, anyone who touches her will dare to lie on the ground and demand compensation for soup and medicine.

Kuang pulled the meat angrily, and pushed Dongsheng, "What's the use of the long legs, can't you run faster?"

Dongsheng staggered, and smiled gratefully at her, "Thank you, auntie!"

"Who wants to thank you, hum! Xiangxiu Xiangyun hurry home!"

The two sisters-in-law agreed with suppressed smiles, and walked beside Dongsheng on one left and one on the right.

With the protection of the two older girls, no one dared to move forward, but only flattered Dongsheng with words.

Dongsheng didn't raise his head, and didn't respond to anyone.

Who in the village doesn't know that Kuang Dasang treats the two sisters-in-law as if they are eyeballs, and he is looking for trouble if he dares to touch them.

Mrs. He was held up by Mrs. Kuang and couldn't open her eyes. She watched the piece of pork getting farther and farther away, so angrily she twisted Mrs. Mrs. Kuang's hand, "I told you to meddle in your own business with the mouse!"

"Ouch, hello~" Kuang yelled in a crying voice, let go of Sanpo He and lay on the ground with a puff, kicking her legs and howling dryly.

"It's unbelievable~ Mrs. He is going to kill someone~ My hand was broken a few days ago~ Oh my god~ This old godmother broke my hand again~ I'm going to find Director Yao for a review~"

Sanpo He stared at her old eyes, "Who broke your hand!"

She didn't lie down yet, did Kuang Dasang lie down first?
"Don't you just watch it~ Director Yao will come later, everyone will testify to me~ Ouch~ my hand is broken~" Kuang secretly helped the back basket better, howled loudly and continued kicking the dust.

As soon as she heard that she wanted to ask Mrs. Yao for a judgment, Sanpo He knew she was in the wrong, and she was robbing other people's meat and scolding them for going out to do skin and meat business. This matter would definitely not go well.

"Bah! The devil will break you!" Sanpo He spat on her, turned around and left, her legs and feet were faster than that of young people.

"Hmph, old godmother!" Kuang got up and helped the basket, and picked up the scattered things on the ground cursingly, "Bet the ground? I have never lost in the village before!"

(End of this chapter)