Dashan Orchard 1988

Chapter 32 The village chief’s shameless face (oh)
Li Muyang walked a long way quickly before slowly slowing down.

He guessed that the two women might arrange themselves to say some sarcastic remarks.

But he had no interest in paying attention.

Many women in the countryside are like this. Their greatest joy in life is gossiping about their neighbors, and no one can stop them.

As for the matchmaker's intention to introduce him to a woman with a child, he felt that it was understandable. At his age and in this era, he was already a super-old young man, and it was logical that he would not be able to find an older girl.

In his previous life, he was able to find Lin Xiuli only by chance.

He was working at a construction site and happened to meet Lin Xiuli also working.

Lin Xiuli's brother Lin Zhongshi was a big worker, and Lin Xiuli worked as a small worker for his brother.

He couldn't figure out why a grown-up girl had to work at a construction site. After getting to know Lin Xiuli, he found out that Lin Xiuli's father was in poor health and there were several younger siblings studying at home. She had to earn tuition for them.

The two of them became familiar with each other.

Gradually, they developed a liking for each other.

Later, the eldest brother and the second brother took him to propose marriage. The father-in-law and mother-in-law were also very reasonable. They only accepted half of the bride price of others and betrothed their daughter to a poor man like Li Muyang.

After getting married, I also took good care of them.

Li Muyang treated his father-in-law and mother-in-law as his biological parents.

He just heard Matchmaker Hu speaking ill of Shanglin Village. He felt unhappy and turned around and left.

The snobbery of rural people is naked and undisguised.

People in the city look down on others and are a little reserved. At worst, they don't interact with each other and just live in their own circles.

But when rural people look down on others, they just talk about it, say it in their words, and show it in their eyes.

Matchmaker Hu did not modify her contempt for him at all. Every word she spoke was full of contempt, and she smiled, as if she was saying something that was taken for granted.

Li Muyang knew this very well.

So he also knows that to make others respect him, there is no point in asking or complaining. The most direct way to shut up those people is to live a good life.

When their lives are better than theirs, their faces will immediately become enthusiastic and positive.

Just ignore it now.

The unhappiness that happened just now was just a minor episode, and Li Muyang quickly returned to a happy mood.

After returning home, Li Muyang called Li Xiangqin to come out to help. Li Xiangqin was very surprised to see the pheasant and said that she was very lucky and encountered something delicious when she first arrived.

Li Muyang thought she was heartless and forgot about the matter with Liu Xiaogang so quickly. Foolish people are also blessed.

"Qinqin, take care of the pheasant. I'll go to the village chief's house to buy some white flour and bring it back. We'll make buns for dinner later."

"I want to make buns. That's great. Brother, don't worry. Brother, leave the family affairs to me. I will help you take care of it and take good care of our mother."

Li Muyang frowned and looked helplessly at his second-rate sister. What she said seemed a bit ambiguous.

"Go quickly, brother, why are you still standing there, are you afraid that I'll steal it? I'm not that kind of person."

"Okay, then I'm leaving. After you pack up the pheasants, pick out the alfalfa sprouts and soak them in the water..."

"I know, why don't you worry about me cooking? You have forgotten that I used to be able to cook everything at home."

"Too."

Li Muyang thought about it and that was indeed the case.

The seventh sister, Li Xiangqin, is actually a capable girl, but because of her personality, people tend to ignore this and think she is unreliable.

"By the way, I put the little pheasant in the cage. You must watch it carefully and don't let the night owl sneak in."

"I know -" Li Xiangqin became a little impatient. She lifted the pheasant claws upside down and weighed it. When you were satisfied, you nodded, "It's at least three kilograms. It's quite heavy. It can be a good meal."

Along the way, he picked up the knife that Li Muyang had prepared beside him and stabbed the pheasant's throat completely open.

The pheasant had its throat bitten by a fox and already had a lot of blood. After Li Xiangqin cut it open, only a few drops of blood dripped slowly.

Li Xiangqin said distressedly, "It's a pity. If the chicken blood was all there, I could still have a good meal of fried chicken blood."

Seeing that Li Muyang was still around, he asked in surprise, "Why are you still standing here, brother? You just do what you have to do. Are you here to be a supervisor?"

"Oh."

Li Muyang came to his senses and walked onto the path carrying the bag.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the door of the village chief's house.

The village chief's house is particularly grand, and it is one of the best courtyards in Lijia Village.

All red bricks and tiles, the tall gatehouse is a bit like the ancient chastity archway, which can be seen from a distance on the road.

The basic building model in rural areas of Qingyang is the quadrangle courtyard. The earliest courtyards were as large as one acre, eight or six acres, and eventually they all turned into small courtyards with four acres of land.

The village chief’s yard is two acres in size.

There was originally an apple orchard behind the yard. When the village chief built the yard, it was not illegal to wrap the apple orchard with the yard.

After the construction was completed, the apple trees "did not grow well" and he soon cut them all down, and the remains of the fruit trees naturally became part of the yard.

Now their home has become a "binary", with front and back yards.

There are only two courtyards like this in Lijia Village. When the village chief comes out, there is one at his sister-in-law's house. People don't know where they got so much money. Anyway, they are very wealthy.

The reason why Li Muyang went to the village chief's house to buy noodles was because they had the only mill in the village.

When people eat flour in this era, they generally do not buy finished bags of flour, but take the wheat to the mill for grinding.

If you want the flour to be whiter, grind it shallower, and there will be more flour left in the bran left behind.

If you want more flour, grind it for a while longer, then the surface will be darker and the bran will be very rough.

Most people don't keep their face too white or too dark.

Too white can easily lead to waste, and bran is worthless.

If it is too dark, if something happens, the steamed buns will not be taken out at all.

Therefore, people will choose to pack the white noodles first, and then pack the black noodles separately, so that after returning, the black noodles can be mixed with other whole grains to eat.

Li Muyang was too poor.

He had never ground wheat before, and the little wheat he harvested from the fields was very little left after delivering it to the public grain. He did not dare to use it to grind flour, so he would replace it with other coarse grain flour so that he could eat it for a while.

This situation did not change until around [-].

It can be said that his wife Lin Xiuli, daughter Li Jing, and eldest son Li Hong basically stayed with him through hardships for many years.

Today is Li Muyang's first time coming to the village chief's mill.

By the way, it’s strange that the village chief’s mill can sell white flour.

During the day, the mill has been grinding flour for people from several nearby villages, and there is no extra free time, so I have never seen the village chief grind flour.

At night, of course, it goes without saying.

But there was a steady stream of flour for sale at the village chief's house, which puzzled the villagers.

　An additional chapter is coming.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)