80s Taoism

Zhang called Peanuts and was afraid that Zhang Laojiu’s pork would be sold out at once. In fact, it would take time and effort to clean the pig. How could it be done all at once?

"Call the flower, you run so fast to make a child, don't fall to the bottom of the ridge." Zhang Qigao called out when Zhang Qigao saw Zhang Jiaohua running fast all the way.

"Uncle Qi Gao, I won't tell you." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Who doesn't know that the old nine family kills pigs? Guifeng's wife has been knocking gongs and shouting at every household in the village these days." Zhang Qigao laughed.

"Ah!" Zhang Jiaohua stopped abruptly, the pig blood in the Wabo in his hand almost splashed out, "You all know?"

"You bad boy, are you still going to eat alone? I tell you, you go back and call Youping to weigh the meat. When you arrive late, only pig hair is left." Zhang Qigao knew Zhang Qihuan's thoughts and deliberately Anxiously call flowers.

Sure enough, Zhang Jiaohua ran faster, and within a short time he ran to the gardening field.

"Mother! Hurry up and go to Aunt Guifeng's house to weigh the meat! Their family killed pigs!" Zhang Jiaohua shouted loudly before entering the house.

"I see, you slow down... Oh, you stinky cub, I tell you to slow down, why don't you even cross the threshold?"

When Zhang Jiaohua entered the door, he forgot to cross the threshold. As a result, he kicked on the threshold and fell a dog to eat shit, but even so, a pot of pig blood in his hand fell steadily on the ground, the pig blood in the pot. There was no splash at all.

Liu Qiaoye hurriedly ran to help Zhang Jiaohua up, and patted the ashes on his body, "Isn't it painful?"

"Fortunately, it's okay. Otherwise, it would be a pity." Zhang Jiaohua didn't care if he fell, but worried that the pig blood in Wabo would not be poured out. He ran over and saw that there was no waste at all, and a smile appeared on his face immediately. A hole in his pants was worn on the concrete floor, and the skin seemed to be rubbed off his knees, but Zhang Biaohua didn't care at all.

"Mother, hurry up to Aunt Guifeng's house to weigh the meat. Otherwise, I will be late, but I won't have to eat." Zhang Jiaohua quickly took Liu Qiaoye's hand and went out.

"Their family is a pig with at least one hundred catties of meat. On average, each household can divide one or two catties. You can buy as much as you want. What are you rushing? I told Aunt Guifeng yesterday, we The canteen in the factory should weigh more meat. Your dad will buy a freezer in the town in two days to store meat in the canteen of the factory. The masters in the factory say that our life in Meizi'ao is too hard and we can’t eat one for most of the month. Go back to the meat. Store some meat in the refrigerator in the future. This way, the chef in the factory can do it even if he eats meat every day." Liu Qiaoye looked at the cubs distressedly, knowing that this guy was greedy.

"Then I'll go to see Old Uncle Jiu cutting pork." Zhang Jiaohuadeng got on the bicycle and quickly went out.

Liu Qiaoye had to put down his things and went out.

Zhang Laojiu's house surrounded many people, old and young, just like the New Year.

"Lao Jiu, you are brave, and you killed the pig before the festival. If no one buys your meat, will you see your family finish it?" Zhang Jiwang said.

"Uncle Jiwang, this is your old thought. What's wrong? But you can't eat meat anymore? Can you still compare with the past? In the past, I killed a pig during the Chinese New Year and I had to sell it on the street. Now who is going? Don’t weigh a few catties of meat when you go to the street? Later, I’m afraid you are more active than others who call meat." Zhang Qigao said with a smile.

"That's true. Every family has spare money now, and it's not that they can't afford to eat meat. It's just that the meat will break after a few days after you buy it, so you made so much money in the tea factory, why don't you buy it? What about a refrigerator? If you buy a refrigerator, I will put the meat in your refrigerator. I will not take advantage of you, and I will pay for the electricity." Zhang Jiwang couldn't help but nodded.

"Refrigerators are too expensive, and they also eat electricity. The electricity bill in Meizitang is never less than one yuan per kilowatt-hour. A refrigerator costs two kilowatt-hours a day, and it costs at least sixty yuan a month. That's a thousand dollars a year. That's bucks. You have enough to buy two pigs. That's not even the money for the refrigerator." Zhang Qigao must have calculated it in private.

When Zhang Jiwang heard this, he shook his head quickly, "That's fine. I think the meat can be sealed in a jar and put in the well for a few more days. Besides, if Lao Jiu often kills pigs, why buy so much meat at once? ?"

In rural areas, the power station is only sent to the substation, and out of the substation, the losses on the line will be spread evenly to the villagers. In addition, the wages of the electrician’s meter reading and electricity bill collection also come from the villagers’ electricity bills. . In this way, the electricity bill of the villagers can be as much as one yuan. Some poor families even use kerosene lamps.

"We also have refrigerators for household use in Meizi'ao. With so many employees in the tea factory, it is inconvenient to have no freezer." Zhang Laojiu raised his head and said.

"This makes sense. If You Ping wants to buy a refrigerator, he can't buy as many refrigerators." Zhang Jiawang also nodded.

Jingling, Zhang Jiaohua rode to the courtyard of the old nine's house.

"Call the flowers, everyone just said, let your family hurry up and buy a refrigerator. With a refrigerator, you can eat meat every day. In summer, there are popsicles to eat." Zhang Qigao said loudly.

"My mother said, let my father go to the county to buy it in two days. There will be a refrigerator in two days. From now on, there will be meat in the tea factory cafeteria every day." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Call flowers, ask your parents when they will make bamboo tubes again, just waiting to go to your tea factory to eat meat." Zhang Jiwang smiled.

"Grandpa Jiwang, all your money is filled in a crock pot and buried under the bed. Are you afraid that there is no meat to eat?" Zhang Jiaohua smiled.

"Boy, when did you know that my family's money was buried under the bed? When did you find it under my bed?" Zhang Jiwang didn't understand how Zhang Jiaohua knew that his family's money was hidden in a hole under the bed. The dirt under the bed was so tightly patted that it was indistinguishable from a closer look. And when Zhang Jiwang buried the money, he would not move for a short time. It is impossible for others to discover this secret even if they hide under the bed.

"When I passed by your house that day, I heard Grandma Hongying telling you there, whether the money under the bed should be dug out and dried, so don't let the money get moldy." Zhang Jiaohua smiled.

"Uncle Jiwang, your family really wants money, the money is moldy." Zhang Dayun also walked in from outside.

"Da Yun is here too?" Zhang Jiwang was very strange. It is said that Zhang Dayun's family is poor, and he should have no money to call him meat.

"My mother's eyes are just right. I want to weigh some meat and let my parents try it. I still have meat during the Chinese New Year." Zhang Dayun grinned.

"You don't know, in fact, Dayun made no less money this year than any of us. What the tea factory does is what Dayun takes care of. The couple also take special care of Dayun, and Dayun does the most work. Now three My aunt’s eyes are better, and Uncle Wanlai’s feet are well. Dayun’s life will get better and better in the future. There is also the tea from Dayun Tea Mountain, which grows rapidly, and it should be ready to be picked next year. Tea leaves. In the future, Dayun will not be worse than others." Zhang Qigao said.

"Thanks to the beggar, my father's rheumatism was cured, and the problems on his legs were almost cured before. Now I can do things with peace of mind." Zhang Dayun cried emotionally.

"Dayun finally got over it, and the days to come will get better and better. I will also go to the surrounding villages to get better these days, and I will find you a beautiful and virtuous girl. I will definitely be a lady of the yellow flower. . "Zhang Jiwang often travels north and south, from all over the world, whoever has a good girl at home, he is always clear. Speaking of it, it has something to do with Zhang Jiaohua's family. Liu Qiaoye found Zhang Youping when Zhang Jiwang was working in Fengshuiqiao.

"Dayun, please hurry back to Uncle Jiwang, and prepare good wine and food. You are sure that Uncle Jiwang will work hard for you to find a good girl." Zhang Qigao laughed.

"If you want something, Uncle Jiwang, I'll go to my house for a drink later. I'll go to Uncle Xianyi's house to make a pot of wine later." Zhang Dayun is also a refreshing person.

Zhang Jiwang said with a smile, "You want to send me a pot of wine? It's not that easy. Forget it today, I also called meat today at my own house. It's not easy for your parents to pull you up~www.wuxiahere.com ~You are also a benevolent child, because your parents are still playing bachelor. If you are a filial son who is single for a lifetime, unless God is blind. Don't worry, I will look for you, and be sure to find a suitable one for you. of."

"Uncle Jiwang, I'm not in a hurry!" Zhang Dayun smiled naively.

"Dayun, you haven't tasted it yet. Waiting for you to get a taste of it in the future, are you still in a hurry?" Zhang Qigao smiled.

At this time, Zhang Laojiu had already cut the pork aside, "Call flowers, do you want to weigh a lot of meat?"

"I don't know. Didn't my mother tell Aunt Guifeng?" Zhang Biaohua didn't know that Zhang Laojiu asked the Biaohua on purpose, just to see the Biaohua's reaction.

"Then do you want to weigh more or less?" Zhang Laojiu asked again.

"It's enough to eat, otherwise, the rest will be used to smoke bacon? There is still a shelf of bacon on the stove in my house." Zhang asked for more flowers, just greedy and want to eat meat.

At the beginning, I was worried that such a big pig would not be able to sell the meat. I didn't expect that in the village you would pay a catty for me, and Meiziao alone would sell a half. If you add a piece of meat bought by Zhang Jiaohua's family, more than half of it has already been removed. There are still several groups who haven't come to call meat yet. When the other groups rushed over, Zhang Laojiu's pork sold out all of a sudden, and in the end there were some who came late, so naturally they didn't catch up. Meizitang is indeed different from before, and life has slowly changed.

Zhang Jiwang was carrying a pound of meat, with a piece of fat intestine added to it as a head. He rushed home in a hurry, took out the earthen jar buried under the bed, and moved it to another place. It's all because the old lady at home talks a lot. Fortunately, this time the caller heard it, and if others heard it, things would go bad. But today, the beggar confided the matter publicly, and naturally it was impossible to hide under the bed. (To be continued.)