village pigwoman

He Ju gave Zhao Yuanlan an angry look.

"Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat."

Zhao Yuanle followed what He Ju said and made up his mind.

"Then let's kill it ourselves and sell it separately, so we can make more money."

He Ju shook his head.

"You little girl, what do you know.

Kill yourself?At least five or six people are required to kill a pig, otherwise you will not win. Once you kill a pig, one person will give another one hundred and five, five or six people, how much more?

Besides, in the end, these people have to be invited to eat pig dishes, at least a few catties of meat oil.

When the time comes, we'll kill one ourselves and sell another, that's about the same, and we can buy you better new clothes for the Chinese New Year, and there are still some leftovers. "

Zhao Yuanle didn't say anything.

She felt that if the power of the pig god was reliable, the two pigs would be ready for slaughter in the summer.

She is still very curious about whether the power of the pig god can really allow her to catch swords with bare hands 100% at that time, or can she fight a group of them one by one?

Zhao Yuanlan next to him started chattering about the slaughter of pigs in the future, and Yaoer listened attentively.

And He Ju looked at Yao'er from time to time, and Zhao Sancheng from time to time, with a hint of sadness in his brows.

In fact, life is pretty good now, but she can't help but think of her stomach.

Yao'er was raised by her, from a handful of noodles to such a big one, it made her feel like a son after a few years.

But it didn't come out of her own stomach after all.

In fact, she also likes Yao'er, and she doesn't care if she is biological or not, but when she thinks that her man is only a daughter, and he is so unprecedented, she feels very guilty.

He Ju still wants to give birth to a son for Zhao Sancheng, this is her heart knot.

Zhao Yuanle was unaware of He Ju's strangeness, and Zhao Yuanlan was even less aware of it.

After the meal, the two of them cleaned up and began to tinker with the extremely standard slingshot.

Zhao Yuanle felt that none of the pig's characteristics seemed to make her head up.

Zhao Yuanlan played around, but couldn't help but talk about the widow again.

"Second sister, that mold... oh no, who is that, her eyes are fine."

Zhao Yuanle was slightly surprised, and then said: "It's nothing serious, it hit the eye socket, and didn't hurt the eye."

Zhao Yuanlan stared at the slingshot with a serious expression on her face: "I spent a lot of effort, but I didn't even pull the cowhide away. Second sister, how can you shoot the stone so far?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Because I have the power of a pig god."

Zhao Yuanlan: "..."

She really felt that her second sister's mind was a little abnormal, just after the water hole.

Seeing Zhao Yuanlan's complicated eyes, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's fine if you don't believe it. Well, go to bed quickly and wake up early tomorrow. I want to go to the mountain to find some herbs and send them to her."

Zhao Yuanlan lay flat and turned over: "Anyway, I'm not going."

Zhao Yuanle snorted.

She felt that it would be better if Zhao Yuanlan didn't go with her, since she would be alone, and it would be more convenient for her to do certain things.

The next day, before dawn, Zhao Yuanle heard He Ju and Zhao Sancheng's movements. These two couples were going out, and they often went out to work before dawn.

Zhao Yuanle got up quickly, and when she turned her head, she found that Zhao Yuanlan next to her had kicked off the quilt again, and covered her up casually.

When Zhao Yuanle was done, He Ju and Zhao Sancheng were about to cross the threshold.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan was happy, He Ju glanced at the room where Yao'er was sleeping, and lowered his voice.

"You boil the water first, and then wash it for my younger brother, there is still sweet potato in the pot, you eat this.

By the way, steam two more eggs and give them to my brother first, you know. "

Zhao Yuanle nodded and asked, "Are you grazing cattle today?"

Zhao Sancheng: "Today, Sanniang and I are busy in the morning. When we come back to herd the cattle, you can clean up the house this morning, and then go hunting pigweed. In the afternoon, just play."

He Ju hurriedly said: "I found Xiu'er and asked these two to learn sewing in the afternoon."

Zhao Yuanle paused.

Needlework…

She wanted to refuse a little bit, she was really not interested in this kind of thing at all, and even felt a headache after thinking about it.

After hearing He Ju's words, Zhao Sancheng nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, we'll come back early and you can boil the water."

He Ju added: "You call Xiaolan up, she is so lazy all day long, tell her to help you."

Zhao Yuanle nodded obediently, and finally sent He Ju and Zhao Sancheng away.

When sending He Ju and Zhao Sancheng out, Zhao Yuanle glanced at the moon in the sky and was in a trance for a moment.

She traveled through time like this, and the family blended in like this, and lived in peace for several days...

She felt melancholy for a while, but soon she stopped thinking about it, and believed in the pig god, so let's raise pigs and live a good life.

Walking into the kitchen, Zhao Yuanle skillfully picked up the tongs, picked up a box of matches from the brick protruding from the wall, lit one, started the fire with a handful of dry straw, put in some dried bamboo, and started a vigorous fire.

While the firewood was burning, she took out two eggs from the chicken coop, beat them in a bowl, mixed a large bowl, and put them into the pot.

After finishing these simple tasks, Zhao Yuanle sat on a small low bench, boredly watching the flames in the stove, his face was flushed red.

It was not yet dawn outside, and she, who was bored with burning the fire, could hear the faint sound of the wind outside when she concentrated.

It was so boring that she even picked up the matchbox next to it to look.

A small cardboard box, next to it was red nitrate to wipe the fire. She looked carefully and found a row of small traditional Chinese characters marked on the cardboard box.

Zhao Yuanle moved his eyes a little closer, and according to the black pot ash that had been dyed next to the words, he could still tell that the line of words was Huaxia Match Factory.

Ok?

Zhao Yuanle felt that the name was a bit strange.

A matchbox, why do you have to make a brand with the word Huaxia on it, and, at this time, it should also be the Republic of China, why use Huaxia as the representative?

Without thinking too much, Zhao Yuanle put the matchbox back. She thought it might be a small local workshop that randomly picked it up for the sake of momentum.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Yuanle took a look at the pot and found that the steamed eggs were ready, so he returned the firewood, and then went to the room to wake up the two who were still sleeping.

Yao'er woke up as soon as she cried, and she knew how to dress herself, which was quite good.

After Zhao Yuanle washed his face and helped him put on his shoes, he called Xiaolan again.

But after half a day, Zhao Yuanlan still didn't wake up, and didn't respond.

Seeing that the water was getting cold, Zhao Yuanle walked into the room and threw off Zhao Yuanlan's quilt.

"Still sleeping, get up and eat steamed eggs, or I'll eat them all for you."

After Zhao Yuanle finished speaking, holding a corner of the quilt in his hand, he found that Zhao Yuanlan was still not moving, and his expression was a little strange.

She touched her hand, and just put it on Zhao Yuanlan's forehead, it bounced off.

Zhao Yuanlan's forehead was unbelievably hot.