Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

All six dog bowls were empty, and twelve eyes looked at Yang Huahua sincerely.

People in the village say that it is better to be fat, as it is a sign of wealth. Aunt Chen also said the same thing, but the eldest brother also said that being fat will make you sick.

The image of the fat old man who is a diner comes to mind. Every time he comes to their Baiwei restaurant, the fat old man has to be supported by someone. He only sits in the same space as two people, and he breathes heavily as if he can't breathe.

Thinking of this, Yang Huahua decided to throw away the milk tea in his hand.

"What are you looking at? Brother said you can't drink tea." After speaking, Yang Huahua poured the milk tea into the soil. The milk tea was instantly absorbed by the soil and the dogs only had time to smell it.

The older generation was so stubborn that Yang Yuanzu was almost slobbering. Aunt Chen was still anxious to hold her grandson, and felt that it was Lin Ting'an's fault that she did not hold her grandson.

There was no other way, so Yang Yuanzu could only use the excuse of taking an exam to evade.

Lin Ting'an was also very wronged when it came to this matter. He wanted a child more than anyone else, but he couldn't get pregnant. It was all Yang Yuanzu's fault. He was taking black pills behind his back.

When Yang Yuanzu returned to the bedroom, Lin Ting'an was sitting on the bed and reading the storybook coldly. Yang Yuanzu came closer and took out the storybook and said softly: "An'an, don't just read the storybook and look at me~"

When Lin Ting'an heard this, he turned his back and made up his mind to ignore Yang Yuanzu. Yang Yuanzu coaxed him for a long time.

The next day, Yang Yuanzu got up early as usual and came to the front yard to prepare for running and exercise.

The front yard was very lively. The two nurses were practicing martial arts on a daily basis. Xiaofan followed with wooden arrows and kept swinging them. The nurses gave guidance and corrected Xiaofan's movements from time to time.

Yang Yuanzu looked at Xiaofan's moves and shook his head in disgust.

"Why are you shaking your head? You weren't the one who asked him to practice martial arts in the first place?" Lin Ting'an walked to Yang Yuanzu's side and looked at the young apprentice who was tottering on his independence.

When Yang Yuanzu saw his wife talking to him, he put his arms around Lin Ting'an's waist and said, "Although I can't learn anything famous, I can exercise my body, and it's enough to deal with ordinary guys or women."

Lin Ting'an did not resist Yang Yuanzu's behavior, but said as usual: "You are right, the boys and girls in the textile factory are prone to conflicts and fights, and the nurse is a grown man and it is not easy to treat him." They took action, and the little skills Xiaofan learned came in handy."

The yard was full of people. Yang Yuanzu invited Lin Ting'an to go out for a run together. Lin Ting'an looked at Yang Yuanzu and then left slowly while holding on to the wall.

Yang Yuanzu felt that Lin Ting'an was too weak, so he planned to take Lin Ting'an with him when he exercised in the morning, but he forgot about it today. After all, he had already taken someone to exercise last night to coax Lin Ting'an.

Yang Yuanzu went for a morning jog along the main road toward the entrance of the village. This main road was specially used for driving carriages. It was much wider than the small roads between the fields, so it was very suitable for jogging.

Although it is a dirt road, it looks flat because there are so many people coming and going.

Yang Yuanzu was a popular figure in the village. Many villagers greeted him when he came over, and they would stop to chat with those with whom he was close.

When we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw a wooden cart parked at the gate with fresh pork on it.

There were many villagers from Fengping Village surrounding the cart. Some came to buy meat, while others were passing by to watch the fun, such as Yang Yuanzu.

Since the overall economic level of Fengping Village has improved, people from several nearby villages like to come to them to set up stalls.

It’s not like I came here specifically to set up a stall. It’s just that when I go to the county town to set up a stall, I always make a detour to Fengping Village and shout at the entrance of the village.

If you are lucky, you can sell all the goods in Fengping Village. Even if you can't sell them all, you can still sell them for a small amount. It will be much easier to bring the rest to the county.

Uncle Yang grabbed a piece of fresh pork suet, and after paying the money happily, he turned around and saw Yang Yuanzu outside the crowd.

Uncle Yang shouted through the crowd: "Look here, Mr. Yang! Everyone, give way, Mr. Yang can't squeeze in!"

Yang Yuanzu's own family raised a lot of livestock and poultry and there was no need to buy meat. He planned to just watch the excitement and leave, but Uncle Yang shouted loudly and everyone noticed him.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes immediately looked at him, and Yang Yuanzu felt that his social phobia was about to emerge.

Almost every household in Fengping Village has people working under Lin Ting'an and Yang Huahua, so when everyone saw Yang Yuanzu enthusiastically pulling people to the pork stall, they asked while pulling them back: Why did the holiday come earlier this year than in previous years? When will you come back?

It was hard to reject the hospitality. While answering everyone, Yang Yuanzu was pushed enthusiastically to the meat stall.

Yang Yuanzu came to Uncle Yang and asked, "Why did Uncle Yang only buy pork suet and not pork?"

Uncle Yang replied cheerfully: "We haven't finished eating the meat at home, but we are out of oil for cooking vegetables and noodles, so I plan to buy some and go back to refine the oil."

Villager Ming, who also bought pork suet on the side, echoed: "You can't eat stir-fry without oil!"

In the past, when people were short of salt and oil, they usually ate boiled vegetables. Now that there is oil and meat, they started to study their food.

In Fengping Village, not only Yang Huahua has gained weight in recent years, but even some village names have gained weight visibly to the naked eye.

Yang Yuanzu took a look at the cart and saw that it was all pork. He shook his head and said: "My family raises pigs, so I won't buy pork today."

Everyone didn't make any noise and let Yang Yuanzu buy meat. Others raised pigs to keep and kill them for the New Year. Yang Yuanzu's pigs were killed every now and then because of Baiweilou, so there was no shortage of fresh pork to eat.

They saw the guys from Baiweilou coming to Yang's house to pull freshly chopped pork early this morning when it was just dawn.

Yang Yuanzu was woken up by the sound of slaughtered pigs this morning, otherwise he would have slept until eight or nine o'clock.

Yang Yuanzu saw a bamboo basket on the ground and curiously asked the boss: "What is this? Is it also pork?"

Before the pork boss could answer, several people carrying fresh vegetables came over and asked for a few drinks.

So some villagers who bought meat ran to the vegetable stall to take a look.

The owner of the butcher stall knocked on the bamboo basket and said with a mysterious recommendation: "What I have here are all good products hunted in the mountains." The boss opened the cover and Yang Yuanzu saw that there were some pheasants and hares inside, and the boss continued: : "It's just that the price of this meat is much more expensive than pork. Pork is twenty cents per catty, while pheasant and rabbit are thirty cents per catty."

Yang Yuanzu motioned to the boss to open the lid and take a look.

The two hares and three pheasants in the baskets were dying, with arrow wounds on their bodies.

The pork boss explained: "I live in Liuye Village next door, and these are all hunted by hunters in our village."

Yang Yuanzu went out for a run without any money, so he borrowed some from Uncle Yang and bought a rabbit and two pheasants.

The remaining rabbits and pheasants were bought by male charcoal workers and female textile factory workers in the village respectively.

The boss was very happy to sell the game at once. After all, the game would not survive long with injuries, and if it could not be sold, it would be easy to lose.

Before Yang Yuanzu could leave, he met Aunt Kang who was running over. He thought she was calling him for breakfast, but she rushed directly to several vegetable stalls.

The vegetables are the freshest in the early morning. Aunt Kang bought enough for the day. When she was preparing to go home with a basket full of vegetables, she saw Yang Yuanzu standing by the roadside carrying game and chatting with Uncle Yang.