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Lu Qingye came back in the evening with two kilograms of meat in his hand.

It's not that kind of pork belly, it's half tenderloin, half fat.

Meng Wantang's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this naked body: "Have you paid wages?"

Lu Qingye had no money, so he brought back a piece of meat. Meng Wantang subconsciously thought that he had paid his salary.

"Come and go, the wages are not paid so quickly. The brigade where I went to work today happened to be killing pigs. I opened up two more acres of land for others, and the captain of the brigade specially cut a piece of meat for me."

"This captain is quite nice."

Meng Wantang carried the meat into the house with a smile and separated the tenderloin and fat.

"Sister-in-law, you brought me a handful of vermicelli today. Let's make pork stewed vermicelli today."

Meng Wantang cut the fat into medium-thin slices, stir-fried, then put the vermicelli in, poured the soup inside and started to stew.

As for the tenderloin, she directly fried carrot slices.

Meng Wantang cooks, and Lu Qingye helps.

"Tomorrow I plan to send a few children to Niu Peng's to study with Old Man Du."

Lu Qingye frowned: "School will start in another month. It's the same thing if we let them go to school directly."

"Can it be the same? Although Goudan doesn't have a photographic memory, it's still close. Do you think the school teachers teach those things enough? Even if you study in high school, it's all the stereotyped knowledge in the textbooks. Old Man Du said It’s different, he used to be a professor at the university.”

Meng Wantang finished cutting the meat and looked back at Lu Qingye: "Don't you think that studying is useless?"

"Learning knowledge is naturally useful."

Lu Qingye felt that what she said was right. Now that he was not admitted to college, he could only go to the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers' University through recommendation.

Old Man Du teaching Goudan was equivalent to learning university knowledge in advance.

"I'm just surprised. After all, this is a good thing." Lu Qingye said after careful consideration.

"I asked for work points from the captain, and each of them got one centimeter a day. By then, including Little Fatty, everyone in our family will earn work points."

Meng Wantang was really happy when she said this.

Lu Qingye: "..."

Just as he was talking, several children came back.

The dog went into the yard and smelled the fragrance, so he ran directly to the pot and lay down there to smell it.

“I can smell the meat, it’s so delicious!”

Gou Shengtou asked Xiaopang: "Does it smell good?"

The little fat man nodded, looking eagerly into the pot like a dog.

Meng Wantang: "..."

These two kids are really blind.

Goudan took a basin and poured out clean water, and his two younger brothers went over to wash their hands.

Meng Wantang opened the pot, put the stewed pork vermicelli in the basin, and started cooking.

No need to go out at night.

Meng Wantang specially prepared a bowl of green onions mixed with soy sauce.

Children don't eat green onions and only eat vegetables.

Lu Qingye would also eat a few bites of green onions when he was tired, but only Meng Wantang relied on these green onions to eat.

After dinner the children went out to play.

Meng Wantang continued to make changes of clothes for the children. When she used scissors to cut the cloth, it was like cutting blindly, very casually.

Lu Qingye watched her movements, his eyebrows twisted into a tight knot.

Meng Wantang unfolded the cut cloths and then folded them in half again, and used a sewing machine to sew them.

After finishing one thing, she made a second one.

Lu Qingye took advantage of her not paying attention and picked up the new clothes she threw on the kang and shook them away.

It’s really clothes!

Meng Wantang makes clothes very quickly.

In no time, I used the sewing machine to make two sets of clothes.

"Are your clothes a little too big?" Lu Qingye hesitated for a moment, but decided to remind her.

Meng Wantang looked back and said: "Children grow fast, so clothes usually have to be two sizes. Otherwise, the clothes can only be worn this year and not next year."

"If you can't wear it, you can give the clothes to Xiaopang."

Lu Qingye was like this when he was a child. The clothes he wore were leftovers from his brother.

"Don't you want to buy new cloth for the two children?"

Meng Wantang finished the clothes. She got up and looked at them. If she found no problem, she folded the clothes and put them in the closet.

"What are you looking at?"

Meng Wantang glanced at the book in his hand curiously.

"This is the information about our back mountain mine. The people asked us to go over and help pull down the rocks." Lu Qingye was not pretending.

But there is a person in the mine who is very suspicious.

Lu Qingye also didn't expect that a temporary false identity he found would be useful.

"The mine?" Meng Wantang didn't care. She asked him casually, "When are you going to the mine? Don't tell me, just go directly tomorrow."

"Yes, I understand. There is an old man at the mine who can read the weather. The old man said it will rain tomorrow. Let us go early in the morning and load away all the newly blasted rocks."

Lu Qingye really didn't expect that things would be such a coincidence. He had just found some clues here and was still hesitant about how to get close to the person, so the garbage station took over the work there.

He didn't notice that Meng Wantang's face was pale at all.

It rains, the mines...

Early in the morning.

Before dawn, Lu Qingye was already riding out.

After Meng Wantang waited for the child to wake up, he packed a lunch box with pimple soup, with a dry noodle made of corn flour on top.

"When you get to the bullpen, you have to listen to Old Man Du and learn the knowledge he teaches you. These are things you can't learn with money. Try to work hard to squeeze this old man dry."

Meng Wantang had already told the children last night about going to study with Old Man Du.

At this moment, the three children were following Meng Wantang. The four of them, mother and son, strutted towards the cowshed.

I met people on the road, and many of them greeted Meng Wantang.

"Doctor Meng, where are you going?"

Meng Wantang: "Send the children to Niu Peng's and watch the two old men."

The person who spoke to him asked in surprise: "Why are you taking your child to the cowshed? How unlucky it is."

People in the village were not willing to let their children play near the cowshed.

As if the people who lived in the cowshed were some kind of dirty thing.

And the people in the village still call those people cow ghosts and snake gods.

People who live in bullpens are not good people anyway.

"Then don't ask. Of course I have my own reasons." Meng Wantang was arrogant as soon as he opened his mouth.

The man paused after hearing this, and then walked away in despair.

This person is none other than Old Man Wang’s son.

Ever since Mr. Wang saw a doctor from Meng Wantang, he never said he was lying in bed or unable to eat, and looked like he was dying.

Old Man Wang's son thought Meng Wantang was a pretty good person.

Now it seems that it was all an illusion.

Even after Meng Wantang became a doctor, he was still the same unpleasant Meng Wantang.

Arrived at the bullpen.

Meng Wantang didn't see Old Man Du.

She patted Goudan'er on the back: "Go in and see if Old Man Du is inside."

Goudan ran in obediently and jumped out after a while.

"The old man seems to be dead."