Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

Chapter 120 118, Complicated rural areas, be careful and make no big mistakes
"It's so fat, I just don't know if it tastes good or not!" The old lady looked at the two big fat pigs and guessed.

"Mom, don't think about them!" Wu Qingfeng laughed as he put his arms around his mother's shoulders.

"Forget about these two, one is a sow and the other is a boar, it's no wonder that the meat tastes good!" The old lady shook her head.

Rural people don't eat old sows and boars. Even the old sows that are eliminated are usually sold to pig dealers, and their own families definitely don't kill them.

If you kill it, don't say that you don't want to eat it, even if you give it to your neighbors or relatives, you won't be able to take it out.

"By the way, Feng, if you have nothing to do, go and buy some corn or rice bran. There is almost nothing to feed at home."

"I told you that day, and you promised to be fine, so I forgot about it." The old lady turned her head and said to her son.

"Now we have several big pigs, so many little piglets, and even black piglets that have started eating. The corn grits and rice bran at home can't be fed for a few days, so I will buy some if I have nothing to do."

When Wu Qingfeng heard this, he just remembered that his mother seemed to have mentioned buying feed a few days ago, but after going around Anshi, he lost the impression.

Hey, drinking was a mistake!

"Okay, I'll go to town tomorrow!" Wu Qingfeng nodded.

The feed supply needs to be settled as soon as possible. Once the breeding farm is completed, he will start collecting Yanan black pigs on a large scale near Hengcheng. He believes that if he wants to find them, he should still be able to find many feed Yanan black pigs. farmers.

As long as the scale exceeds [-] heads, the daily feed consumption will naturally be quite a lot, so it is definitely necessary to find a feed factory for long-term cooperation.

"That's right, Mom!"

Wu Qingfeng told Wu Ye about the two sows and piglets.

"No money? What did your fifth master say?" The old lady quickly looked at her son and asked.

"Well, just give him a pig every year from now on!" Wu Qingfeng nodded.

"No, the pig will show you yourself, but the money must be given!" The old lady stared at her son quickly and said seriously.

"But Fifth Lord doesn't want it, I promised to give him a big fat pig every year!" Wu Qingfeng laughed.

"Give it if you don't, Feng, we rural people can owe others, but we can't take advantage of others. Although it is your fifth master, you must know that you are not an ordinary person."

"Everyone in the village knows that you are rich. You built a pig farm, contracted tens of thousands of acres of land, planted orchards, and contracted for reservoirs."

"So in name it is your fifth master who doesn't want it, but it may not be the case when it is spread. Although we are all surnamed Wu, we must be cautious, and you are not short of tens of thousands of dollars."

"Also, some of your ten aunts are reasonable and may not care, but some are not good people. We don't need to get into these bad things for tens of thousands of dollars."

"It doesn't matter if we are old, but you are still young. Since you want to make a career in our village and our town, you must not take the initiative to provoke these bad things." The old lady said to her son in a hurry.

Her fifth uncle is quite a nice person!

Because he has no son, Wu Jingfu is good to his brother's son and grandson.

Giving so many pigs to her son should be out of sincerity.

After all, their family often visits this fifth uncle now, because they are the only ones who are relatively close in blood in the village.

As for Wu Jingfu's other nephews, nephews and grand-nephews, either they are no longer here, or they have moved away, and they only walk around each other during the Spring Festival, so they may only go to see this fifth uncle.

If the son is still in Shanghai, he will be given away if he gives it away, and it will not affect him.

But the son went home to work, and the fifth uncle sent him out of sincerity, but other people in the village may not be able to view this matter correctly.

A billionaire, a widowed old man who is almost 80 years old, if this news gets out, he might become a moth.

She didn't want her son to encounter such nonsense.

Wu Qingfeng really didn't expect so much.

It was the fifth master's sincerity, he just needed it, and it was just an interesting thing for the grandfather and grandson to reach an agreement.

But hearing what his mother said, Wu Qingfeng's mood not only became complicated.

Although the mother's words may be paranoid, but he absolutely believes that these things are possible.

Although everyone in the village is surnamed Wu, brothers all wield knives at each other, let alone fights between the same clan.

This kind of thing could not be avoided by the ancient royal family, let alone their rural group.

As for Fifth Master's ten daughters, he didn't know much about them, so sometimes when he came home, he would meet the other party coming home, and would say hello and chat with each other, but they basically didn't contact each other.

But he also heard a lot of chats about those ten aunts after tea, what about that, what about this, although he didn't know the truth of the matter.

But, as my mother said, it’s essential to be patient!
"Got it, Mom!"

"When the time comes, when I go to pull pigs, I will give tens of thousands of dollars to Lord Wu." Wu Qingfeng said.

"Ok!"

When the old lady heard this, she quickly smiled.

"What are you talking about, whispering?" Wu Shixun suddenly appeared behind the mother and son with a cage pigweed on his back.

"Oh, you want to scare people to death!" The old lady turned her head in fright and scolded her husband angrily.

Wu Shixun glared angrily: "It's broad daylight, why are you so scared, you are talking bad things about your son again."

"What's wrong, I can't chat with my son anymore, crazy!" The old lady retorted angrily, while winking at Wu Qingfeng.

Seeing his mother's eyes, Wu Qingfeng understood instantly, and said with a smile, "Dad, it's okay, I'll just chat with Mom!"

Wu Shixun nodded when he heard the words, put down the cage pigweed, and glanced at his wife: "What time is it, hurry up and cook, when that damn girl Qingying comes back, it will be annoying again."

"Dad, Qingying has gone to the company!" Wu Qingfeng said hastily.

"Run away again?" Wu Shixun was taken aback.

"Damn girl, you can't breathe when you walk, and I cooked bacon and sausages in the pot!" The old lady scolded angrily.

Wu Qingfeng entered the room with a smile.

Don't look at the girl Qingying coming back, the two old people are very disgusted, but the girl is not at home, the two old people are suddenly not used to it.

This kind of unique favor can only be enjoyed by that girl.

Wu Qingfeng came to the incubator and squatted down, lifted the quilt, and sure enough, four more cuties came out of their shells, and the rest were pecking their shells, and they should all be hatched today.

As for the two that hatched before, all the feathers have dried up at this moment, and they have become a small pompom.

He took a look at the temperature in the brooder box, and found that the temperature was right. He stretched out his hand to feel it, and it was very warm. Then he took the two little exquisite chickens out of the incubator box and put them into the brooder box.

Because the brooding box is large and there is a quilt on top of the incubating box, they cannot stand even after hatching. However, after arriving at the brooding box, after a few minutes, they got used to standing, and the two little cuties began to visit the brooding box. , occasionally jumping around and chasing each other, very cute!

(End of this chapter)