Chapter 170 Sadness
On the way back, one of the four was worried, while the other three laughed and played.
"Uncle, second brother, little brother, you don't know how excited the villagers were when they heard that mushrooms could be exchanged for pork!"
Hu Wenhua hummed, thinking about how she was different from the villagers?
"Especially when she heard that fat meat could be exchanged, she confirmed with me again and again, fearing that I was wrong!"
Hu Wenhua: It's not that she doesn't like fat or lean meat, but she doesn't like meat, not even rabbit meat.
"I know why the village chief called people home to talk to him in person. If he didn't say it in person, would he be afraid that he wouldn't believe it?"
Fan He nodded: "The village chief has always been cautious in doing things. It's best to say it in person."
Hu Wenhua: Should I say it in person? But he had already said it in person!
"Those aunts said that they were very tired recently, even more tired than during the busy farming season. It's best to have pork to replenish their bodies. Everyone is so happy." Fan Jiang smiled brightly, thinking that his parents were great. He could exchange mushrooms and get praise from the villagers.
Fan He and Fan Hu puffed out their chests with pride.
Hu Wenhua sighed deeply.
The untimely sigh made the three little ones look over at the same time.
Hu Wenhua quickly restrained his expression.
For lunch, Shui Qing cooked double pepper rabbit, fried a large pot of loofah with lard residue, and steamed three sausages, which were cut into thin slices.
Three main dishes, and the rest were scrambled eggs and vegetables.
Hu Wenhua took a bite of the spicy and fragrant rabbit meat, and couldn't understand why someone didn't like to eat rabbit meat?
Rabbits are so delicious.
Could it be that they think rabbits are cute and can't bear to eat them?
But cute is cute, and delicious is indeed delicious.
He picked up another piece of lard residue, and felt that the lard residue was a treasure, and it was delicious no matter what dish it was stewed with.
Needless to say, the sausages are good with rice and can be stored for a long time.
After a meal, even the most carefree Hu the butcher could see that his son was not right.
He winked at the child's mother crazily!
Mother Hu was so excited that she didn't know what to do, but she still gave the head of the family a calm gesture.
Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, don't let the cooked duck fly away.
After suppressing her excitement and finishing her lunch without tasting the food, Mother Hu quickly pulled Shuiqing into the tea room and asked carefully.
"Who are the girls in the village who are about the same age as Wenhua?"
"Which families are around the old village chief's house? Which ones do you think he is most likely to meet?"
Shuiqing, who was entrusted with an important task, racked her brains to think.
"The old village chief's house is in the middle of the village, and there are many families around it."
Mother Hu smiled and said, "Don't be impatient, think about it slowly."
"Let's go over here, the first family is Aunt Zhang's house. Aunt Zhang's family has Zhang Xiaocao, who is also sixteen years old this year, the same age as Wenhua."
Mother Hu knew Aunt Zhang and Zhang Xiaocao.
When Qing'er built the house, she came to help, and Aunt Zhang was also one of the women who helped with the washing.
Zhang Xiaocao had come several times, and she had seen her.
A thin, yellowish girl, who spoke very cheerfully, and was very efficient in her work.
Wenhua likes this type?
She frowned and thought: "Could it be that when you were building the house, the two of you fell in love?"
Shuiqing didn't believe it.
Like a cough, love can't be hidden.
If Wenhua fell in love with her at that time, would he have waited until today to show it?
I'm afraid he would have been in a state of despair for half a year, or he would come to Shanshui Village from time to time in the name of visiting her sister!
Mother Hu also thought of this, put it aside for the time being, and then asked: "Anyone else?"
Shuiqing thought for a while and said: "There is also Aunt Li's youngest daughter, Li Tiantian. Her family and the old village chief are both surnamed Li, and they are relatives. They live next door to the old village chief's house."
Mother Hu is also familiar with Aunt Li.
She met her when she was a helper.
She is quick and straightforward, especially good to several daughters-in-law, and you can tell at a glance that she is a kind person.
When talking about her daughter, her eyes were full of love.
As soon as I heard it, I knew that Li Tiantian was a favored one, a little spoiled.
It's okay to be spoiled, who doesn't want to be spoiled by parents?
"On the other side is Zhang Chunhua from Zhang Tuzi's family, who is a cousin of Zhang Xiaocao and is also fifteen or sixteen years old, but this one is not okay." Her own brother, facing her own mother, Shuiqing did not hide anything and spoke very frankly.
Hu's mother's face gradually changed, and she asked in a low voice: "How bad is it?"
"It's okay that my parents are lazy and greedy, and their own behavior is also very bad. In the past, they didn't have much contact with Zhang Xiaocao's family. Since Aunt Zhang's family moved to our place and built a mud house, she has been walking around diligently.
Every time she comes, she always takes something away, either vegetables or charcoal, and she will never go home empty-handed." Shuiqing said everything she knew.
Hu's mother shook her head.
Only she was embarrassed to come empty-handed, but this one was good, she came empty-handed and didn't want to leave empty-handed!
Parents are not good, this family is not good.
She asked with some worry: "Your brother wouldn't be interested in such a thing, right?"
Shuiqing said with certainty: "Impossible."
Wenhua is not blind.
Hu's mother was still worried.
How can marriage be determined?
What if her son was blinded by greed and liked such a thing?
Hu's mother was very worried.
Shuiqing was not very worried.
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Since the villagers of Shanshui Village learned that they could exchange mushrooms for pork, except for the elderly and children with inconvenient hands and feet, almost all of them went out.
The families of Sun Jinhua and Fan Damu stared at each other, and their faces were all very long.
Their two families and Zhang Tuzi and Wang Mazi cannot be exchanged.
Originally, I thought that due to the flood this year, they could not go out or come in. Even if bamboo mushrooms came out, they could not be exchanged for rice. If they could not be exchanged, let's see how Hu Shuiqing would show off.
Unexpectedly, they came up with the idea of exchanging pork!
I don't know what to do with so many mushrooms!
Oh, by the way, it is said that the head and wife of the Bai family in Nandu like to eat them, so they exchanged them and gave them away.
They are willing to exchange the white pork.
I heard that they even exchanged the fat, which is fat.
The refined lard is stored. When scooping a spoonful into the dish when cooking, the whole dish tastes much better and there is a meaty aroma!
It is too obvious to flatter people.
Aunt Fan counted on her fingers: "A big fat pig weighs nearly 200 kilograms. Excluding the pig's offal, bones, fur, etc., the meat weighs more than 100 kilograms, right?
There are only more than 30 households in our village. The Ding family won't exchange, and the four of us can't exchange. It's strange that each family can only have a share of 3 to 5 kilograms."
She looked at Fan's mother with a mocking look.
Whether it's 5 kilograms or 3 kilograms, it's a lot of pork!
It's not easy to keep it this way, but if it's fat, it's okay. The lard will not go bad until next year, so save it and eat it slowly.
Lean meat and the like, if you can make it, you can eat it all in one meal, and you can eat it for two days if you save it.
Being looked at, Fan's mother was furious, and she hummed with difficulty in her hoarse voice: "Don't they eat it themselves?"
Mrs. Fan said coldly: "Those pig offal and bones are not thrown away. They are boiled into big bone soup, which is delicious even with black flour steamed buns.
Isn't it meat if the pig offal is washed clean? It's a pity that outsiders can eat it, but my mother can't!"
If Fan's mother had food, the two families would still be squeezed into one house, and Hu Shuiqing, the daughter-in-law, would send pork over, and her family would at least have a piece to eat...