Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 521
Meng Yao saw that old man Hu carried such a large piece of meat in his hand, which weighed more than ten catties.

Old man Hu's health has been getting better and better recently. Although it looks like a lot of effort to carry more than ten catties of meat, he is still able to carry it safely.

Meng Yao was just about to say that eating dumplings doesn't take that much, so old man Hu said first: "You can't eat that much meat in dumplings, let's pickle some bacon!"

"It's almost Chinese New Year, how can there be no bacon?"

As Old Man Hu said, there was a prickly haha ​​on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Yao had marinated a lot of bacon before, and when she got married, she gave some to relatives and friends.

Hu Da and the others were all sent to old man Hu.

Old man Hu also had a share, but when he ate the food, his son and daughter were all taken away by him.

Such delicious bacon is not enough for him alone, where can he share it with those little bastards?
The old man Hu was ignorant and upright, and when Hu Laosan asked later, he was hit with a stick again by him.

So those that Meng Yao sent all went into old man Hu's stomach.

He was still not satisfied with this, and kept talking about wanting to eat.

This chanting, it's almost the Chinese New Year, it's almost the Chinese New Year, Meng Yao can always do it, right?
Meng Yao couldn't laugh or cry when she heard that, "Of course it's okay to stuff sausages, but it's not enough at all."

Since it is going to be fed, of course it needs to be fed more. The more than ten catties of meat need to be filled with dumplings and sausages. Who is enough?
Old man Hu was very happy when he heard this, "It's enough to pour it, but you still need to worry about the meat, just wait."

Old man Hu ran away in a hurry, and quickly pushed a shelf cart over, with half of pork on it.

Old man Hu didn't go out for a long time, and he came back after only a few steps, which means that the shelf cart was stored outside, and the half-pushed pork was also stored outside.

With so much meat left unattended, Mr. Hu is not afraid of being stolen.

"As soon as I heard that someone killed a pig, I bought half a pig. Look at the size of this pig. I heard from the butcher that it weighed four hundred catties, so there must be one. The half pig weighed almost two hundred catties. .”

Old man Hu squinted his eyes happily.

I thought in my heart that there is so much meat, if it is all made into bacon, how long will it last?
Old man Hu is in good health during this time, so he likes to make some snacks and drink a few small wines.

Naturally, Meng Yao was filial to the wine, and he even made some for his sons and daughters, but he bought it together.

Old man Hu is also used to drinking good wine, but he doesn't know why, he just thinks that Meng Yao's drink is particularly delicious, and his body feels warm after drinking it in such a cold day.

Old man Sun would sometimes drink with him.

Originally, when he first saw him drinking, he would try to persuade him, saying that he was in poor health and should drink less.

But after tasting it, he didn't stop him, and he drank it himself. Not only that, but also asked Jiang Huizhi, an old patient, to drink a little too.

According to him, moderate drinking is good for your health.

And what Meng Yao made was medicinal wine, and she drank it to strengthen her body.

Old man Hu doesn't care about medicinal wine or not, as long as he can drink it comfortably and feel comfortable after drinking it, it is good wine.

Good wine, of course, must be accompanied by good food.

"Uncle, so many?"

As soon as Meng Yao thought it was too much, old man Hu stiffened his face, "Where is there so much? We have to divide this and that, old man Sun and his wife, your two mother-in-laws, your husband, and... "

Old man Hu couldn't count after saying this. He checked with his fingers, looked at the half pig, and finally slapped his thigh in frustration.

"No, it's still too little, I'll go buy a dozen or eight."

Meng Yao: "..."

(End of this chapter)