Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanle were peeling garlic together, and Zhao Yuanlan looked at his elder sister curiously.

"Big sister, have you ever seen the son of Wang Baochang?"

Zhao Yuanxi shook his head: "I seemed to have seen it when I was a child, but I don't remember what it looks like. Didn't Wang Baochang send him out to school later? Who knows what he looks like now?"

Zhao Yuanlan held her chin with one hand: "The best one looks better."

Zhao Yuanxi snorted.

"I won't talk about this anymore, peel the garlic."

In the kitchen, Tang Siwen and He Ju were working together.

To make braised pork, Tang Siwen put some rock sugar in it. He Ju looked at the small jar of candy and asked, "How is the business going during this period?"

Tang Siwen: "It's similar to before. Those foreign medicines are easy to use or easy to use, but they are too expensive. There are few people buying them and they can't make much money."

He Ju: "The injections Xiaolan had spent a lot of money on this time."

Tang Siwen waved his hand: "Family, say these."

Hearing this, He Ju said, "Lele insisted on raising pigs, so we caught one, and there is definitely no shortage of meat for the New Year this year."

Tang Siwen threw a handful of spices into the pot, covered the lid, and after making these, she started to process the mutton. When she heard what He Ju said, she was a little surprised: "She raises it?"

He Ju nodded: "I go to beat pig grass every day, I think the one I raise is OK."

Tang Siwen paused, remembering what happened today, and she asked He Ju: "How is that woman from Miao Shuiwa?"

He Ju recalled: "It's okay, you can handle things, and you are diligent."

When Tang Siwen heard this, he felt a little satisfied.

"Then how is her mother's family? I've been back. Do you know that the Mo family ditch is poor?"

He Ju heard Mojiagou and said, "Mojiagou is endless. There are several cows in the other family. Her parents' home is a blacksmith. She has a family background. The land there is good, and she harvests one or two percent more millet than other people's homes every year."

When Tang Siwen heard this answer, he nodded with satisfaction again, and then she told He Ju about what happened today.

He Ju's eyes also shone, but she had more concerns.

"Maybe this is, let's talk about it, no one else comes to ask. Why do we have the nerve to ask ourselves? Let's wait for a while before talking about it."

Tang Siwen nodded, but couldn't help but remind: "You call her to go out less."

He Ju: "I know."

The two of them were just chatting, and the meal was almost done.

Finally, Tang Siwen made a casual cabbage and tofu soup and dipped it in water, and the dishes were almost done.

Zhao Yuankang got home at dinner time.

Looking at the roomful of younger brothers and sisters, he smiled: "What day is today? It's all here."

Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanle set up bowls and chopsticks to scoop rice. Tang Siwen greeted him: "Wash your hands quickly, come and have a meal together. Today, the whole family will have a meal together."

There were ten people on a big round table. Zhao Dacheng also took out his treasured medicinal wine and poured a glass of Zhao Sancheng.

The whole family is having fun, eating, drinking, talking and laughing together.

Zhao Yuanle's face was filled with satisfaction, and after a bite of the braised pork, she felt that she was too happy.

She ate another bite of steamed mutton, and her mouth suddenly became spicy, very spicy, but very delicious.

She ate with her head down, and her heart became increasingly determined to raise pigs and make money.

You must have money. Only when you have money can you eat meat, and only when you have money can you put oil in the vegetables.

Zhao Yuanle felt that she was not a person who pursued glory and wealth. She just wanted to eat and drink well in this strange world.

But this era is the productivity. If she wants to eat meat, oil and salt, cover the quilt, keep warm enough, wear clothes and shoes, she has to make more money than most people at this time.

Here, eating and clothing are considered middle-class.

Sighing slightly in his heart, Zhao Yuanle poured another bowl of soup into his rice.

At the same time, Zhao Ercheng, who was alone at home, touched his croaking stomach.

He is hungry.

Then, his hand touched the stool next to him, with two cold steamed buns on it.

"well…"

Zhao Ercheng, who was forgotten by everyone, started eating cold steamed buns by himself.

Now he just hopes that he can get better soon. It is really uncomfortable to have a life of lying in bed and unable to move.

Just as he was about to chew all a steamed bun, a little movement came from outside the house.

“Which?”

Zhao Ercheng asked outside the house.

Widow Yu heard Zhao Ercheng's voice and ran out again and disappeared into a small path.

Her eyes were still swollen, and her hands were covered with wild fruits, wrapped in leaves.

At this moment, she had already run to a place where no one was, and then slowly stopped. She was a little regretful and a little disappointed.

She didn't know that Zhao Ercheng was alone at home, so she wouldn't have gone in to take a look at that if she had known.

There were very few such sweet and sour wild fruits at this time. Today she happened to meet them and wanted to take them to the girl to taste them, but she didn't see anyone.

A little disappointed in her heart, Widow Yu thought about it, walked over and placed the bag of wild fruit on the branch of the Zhao family's grapefruit tree, and then she hurriedly left.

In the county town, after the Zhao family finished their meal, Zhao Yuanxi and Zhao Yuanle cleaned up the dishes and tables.

Looking at the large pot of rice soup, Zhao Yuanle was a little confused.

"Do you really need to use rice soup to wash dishes?"

Zhao Yuanxi nodded: "Yes, you still want to drink? Then you can drink more."

Zhao Yuanle: "Can rice soup be washed clean?"

Zhao Yuan smiled happily: "It was the same before. If there is too much oil, wash it with rice soup and clean it again."

"Oh, I just think there is a little more oil today."

Zhao Yuanxi: "It is rare that my mother can bear to be together."

Zhao Yuanle: "My father didn't come."

Zhao Yuanxi was stunned: "Well... I almost forgot, I didn't leave any vegetables for my second uncle."

In the village, Zhao Ercheng, who was gnawing the second cold steamed bun, sneezes.

Zhao Yuanle: "Forget it, my father has eaten well during this period. Besides, it's not good for him to eat it if it's too meaty. Don't leave it for him. He drinks chicken soup every day."

At this time, Zhao Ercheng from the village sneezes again.

The two sisters washed the dishes and cleaned the house. When they came out, they found that He Ju had already called to go back.

Tang Siwen: "Let's have fun."

He Ju: "No, if you delay any more, it will be dark when you go back."

Zhao Yuanle saw it and quickly said, "Wait a minute, I still have to return the book."

Zhao Dacheng was very surprised: "You finished reading it?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yes, I'll pay it back now after reading it. Maybe I can get the money back."

When he heard this, Tang Siwen, who was already heartbroken by the 50 cents he rented from Zhao Yuanle, urged Zhao Yuanle to return the book.

"Go and go back quickly."

Zhao Yuanle ran out, and Tang Siwen smiled: "Then you'll be playing here for a while and wait for her to come back."

He Ju sat back again.

Zhao Yuanxi hugged the youngest son and kissed him hard: "Come on, play with the eldest sister for a while."
Chapter completed!