The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

Mo Bin was really speechless. What's going on with this mother? Did you enter menopause so early? No matter what you do, you will always be dissatisfied. The better you do, the more you will be scolded.

But he won't think too much, and it's too late for his mother to scold him for being happy. This is not mean, this is the deepest experience of a person who has lost his mother for many years.

"Okay, let Xiaolan and Lao Liu share a room. These two guys share a room, and I want to live downstairs by myself. There are a lot of things going on recently, and I'm quite busy. I might have to go out in the middle of the night to avoid disturbing everyone." Mo Bin said to his mother.

"Okay, okay. Xiaolan, you and your sister live in the second floor of the apartment next to your elder brother's place. Xiao Cong and Mingzi can go up to the second floor and stay in the empty room." Meng Xiumei said casually. , she only cares about meat now.

"Mom, I don't want to eat wolf meat. Let's give two kilograms to each family in the courtyard, and give the rest to the workers. Our family has enough meat. Who knows if we have eaten dead people?"

Mo Bin refused to eat wolf meat, mainly because he was a little disgusted. There is no problem with eating dog meat. The key point is that there are many people dying in the mountains in this era, and he will not eat it even if he is killed.

Meng Xiumei grabbed his ears angrily and said, "I'm letting you bastard talk nonsense. I've eaten wolf meat several times, and I can't eat it even if you tell me it's disgusting."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Do you think how much meat we have? The three largest pig heads are enough for you to eat until the New Year. There are also so many pig trotters and pig tails. Besides, with our three brothers here, we can still Are you short of your meat to eat? If you feel disgusted, don’t eat it. Each household will be given two kilograms, and the rest will be given to your two daughters-in-law, sons-in-law, and Lao Wu’s master. Who wouldn’t praise you for your magnanimity, and so will a few of your close co-workers. Do you want some? The rest, including the meat and bones, will be given to the workers who are building the house. It will take at least ten or eight days to finish." Mo Bin pretended to be in pain and teased his mother.

When Meng Xiulan thought about it, it was the same. Her family's life was getting better, and that was not bad at all. Wolf meat is basically lean meat. She has eaten it a few times and can't say it tastes good. Not to mention that compared with a plump pig's head, there is not as much oil and water as a pig's tail.

I listened to my son, and some of my close co-workers also sent some. The recycling station is not a key unit like the steel rolling mill. I haven’t seen any meat in almost two months!

As soon as the bag was opened, Meng Xiumei was so happy when she saw three clean and half-cooked pig heads. These were the three largest pig heads specially selected by Mo Bin.

At this moment, the voices of Mo Zhendong and his son came from the door. It was the end of get off work at the steel rolling mill. I was very happy to see Mo Cong and the three of them coming.

Arrangements were made for Lao Wu to call Sha Zhu over, but the elder brother told him that Sha Zhu would be working overtime tonight and there would be hospitality in the canteen.

There was no choice but to let Mo Cong, who was the most confident, go. Try not to make too much difference. If you divide the meat strips into dozens, they are all about two kilograms, and the error will not exceed half a pound.

Cut off four wolf hind legs, which are four gifts, and put two pig trotters and one or two pig tails on each one. They are the eldest sister-in-law's and sister-in-law's natal families, my sister's family, and the family of the master who Lao Wu just became a disciple of.

Mo Bin himself wanted to give gifts. The first one was at the home of Aunt Wang, Director Wang, whom he had just met. As a well-informed director of the subdistrict office, Mo Bin helped the steel rolling mill get 4000 kilograms of wild boar meat. There was no way he hadn't heard this. information.

The second one is Old Man Zhang at the street door, Crazy Zhang. This old man is a figure he admires, a senior hero, and deserves respect!

The third one is his old comrade-in-arms and squad leader. He has changed his career a few years ago and is now the leader of the branch security squadron, Jiang Shan.

The two had a very good relationship, but he had lost contact with him for many years in the Northern Dynasties. When he was about to come back, Director Li wrote him his workplace and home address in Jiangshan, so that he could have time to go and catch up with him.

I got on my motorcycle and first went to the guard room of the street office. "Uncle Zhang, I just came back from my hometown and went into the mountains. I got a good harvest. I brought you some food and drinks. I know you are alone and I don't think it's troublesome. It's already braised. You can try it out." Mo Bin put the stainless steel bucket in his hand on the table.

As soon as the lid is opened, the aroma is overwhelming. Zhang Feng's eyes lit up and he stood up immediately. I stretched my head and saw that there was half a pig's head, half a pig's liver, a piece of fat intestine, and two pig's trotters in the pot. The red, oily broth made me want to take a sip.

The closer you are, the better the aroma is, and what's even more rare is that it's still warm. He was so anxious that he took a washbasin over and was about to pour it into it. Return the stainless steel bucket to him.

"No, Uncle Zhang, your old washbasin is too dirty. If you just eat like this, you won't be able to finish one meal, and you will heat it up and eat it next. I think you can last ten or eight days by yourself. This bucket, first I'll lend it to you, I won't need it for a while. Just heat it directly in the bucket. It's no problem to burn it on firewood. When you finish eating, return it to me." Mo Bin He quickly stopped him, this old man was too ungrateful.

"Okay, I won't be polite to you kid. Since you are not in a hurry to use it, I will clean it up after eating and send it to you." Old man Zhang said rudely.

"Uncle Zhang, don't be polite to me. By the way, where does Director Wang's family live? Don't forget my Aunt Wang if you have delicious food." Mo Bin said with a smile.

"Okay, you're not stupid. Xiao Zhang is now the secretary-general of the district. His family lives in the courtyard of the district government. Just ask the guard when you get there. Here, take it, it's a gift from a comrade. I can't get used to it. This soy sauce flavor is given to you." Zhang Feng said as he took out six tickets and handed them over.

Mo Bin took a look and saw that it was a ticket for Moutai liquor. This was a rare thing. The price of Moutai in this era was very ridiculous. He was not polite and took it and put it in his pocket.

When he arrived at the entrance of the compound and the security room, Mo Bin handed over his work permit and told the security guard on duty. After contacting him on the phone, he was allowed to enter the two-story small western-style building in the second row in front.

Director Wang was waiting for him at the door, "Come in quickly, it's time to eat."

"Aunt Wang, I just came back from the mountains. I caught some game and gave you some to try." Mo Bin was carrying a bag and a stainless steel pot.

"You kid, you have a large family, just keep it for yourself. I haven't finished the bacon from last time." Director Wang said angrily to Mo Bin, and stepped aside to let Mo Bin enter the house.

Director Wang has a lot of people in his family, including an old lady, a middle-aged man, who must be her husband, Secretary-General Zhang, and a young couple holding a little girl in their arms, a three or four-year-old girl. Two teenage boys and a little girl about ten years old.

Director Wang introduced them to each other, and everyone politely greeted Mo Bin to eat together. Mo Bin glanced at it and saw a radish stewed with bacon, a total of more than a dozen thin slices, a stir-fried Chinese cabbage, and steamed buns with Erhe noodles. Life at the leader's family is not easy either.

"I'll add another dish for you to try my cooking skills." Mo Bin put the bucket on the table, reached out and opened the lid, and the room was filled with fragrance.

Everyone couldn't help but be curious, mainly because of the temptation of the aroma of meat. The bucket was basically the same as Zhang Feng's, but the weight was a bit larger. There was a whole set of pork livers, an extra pig heart, and four pig trotters. One, and it's not a wild boar's, but a big fat pig's hooves.

"Good craftsmanship, this is so delicious. Lao Wang brings a bottle of good wine, and I want to have a drink with Xiao Mo!" Zhang Chengxin said happily.

"There is good food today, you are allowed to drink some. Binzi, your Uncle Zhang has had stomach problems for many years, you can't let him drink more!" Director Wang told Mo Bin.

"Uncle Zhang, I won't drink with you today. I have relatives at home, and I have to go to my comrade's house. Also, let me tell you good news. The best way to treat stomach problems is wild boar belly. Don't go to a Western doctor, go to an old doctor." The Chinese medicine doctor will give you a prescription. I have a lot of wild boar belly. Aunt Wang must have heard about it. I just killed 35 big wild boars in the mountains. I have all the wild boar belly here. I will keep the good wine at home. Your stomach problem will be cured. , let's have a good drink together." Mo Bin said to Zhang Chengxin.

"Binzi, Uncle Zhang won't be polite to you anymore. I will go to Tongrentang tomorrow to make a prescription. Since you have something to do, I won't keep you. Lao Wang, pack a few bottles of good wine for Binzi, as well as the ones sent by my classmates. Tea." Zhang Chengxin stood up and said that he had had this stomach problem for so many years and had never thought of seeing a Chinese medicine doctor. Mo Bin didn't look like he was telling lies.