The house in Su Mingquan's yard was actually built by Su Fugui with three brothers.

It's the largest room.

Even the cellar where potatoes and sweet potatoes are stored is the largest.

Although she lives in the next courtyard with Su Bai, she is still considered an elder.

but.

In all these years, she has not helped at all!

He even liked to imitate Su Fugui in front of him.

Adding fuel to the fire and making Su Bai's words worthless.

In this comparison, Su Fugui fell in love with Su Zhe more and more!

Under the old man's favoritism, Zhang Ju's little life was prosperous.

No, just a month ago, the family caught a little piglet.

She got up early in the morning and went to the field to collect pigweed. She was thinking about how much the pig would sell for at the end of the year, what kind of things she could buy, and how much subsidies she would give her son!

As a result, as I chopped and chopped the pigweed, I could smell the strong aroma of meat.

Zhang Ju was stunned.

She stopped chopping hogweed, stood up, and sniffed desperately.

"Huh?! It seems like it's true?!"

Zhang Ju muttered, maybe he smelled it wrong? !

What time is it?

Who cooks the food?

Did it even drift into your yard?

Zhang Ju sniffed the meaty aroma in the air almost greedily.

It smells so delicious and tempting!

Zhang Ju's first reaction was the old Zhang Tou's family in the yard next door.

Lao Zhangtou's father-in-law is a pig butcher in the next village.

Just a few months after the New Year, who else could afford to eat pork besides his family?

Zhang Ju smacked her lips.

I couldn’t be more envious.

Although my man is the captain of the production team and can make some small profits from it, he can barely fill his stomach.

Talk about eating meat.

That's not even close.

Zhang Ju thought of the big piece of fat that Su Fugui bought with his daughter's filial piety money during the Chinese New Year.

He swallowed with greed.

Lard mixed with rice, add a little soy sauce, it is really delicious!

Zhang Ju comforted herself.

After two years.

It will be great when my son graduates in two years.

Her son will eat from the government as soon as he comes out. When the time comes, who in the village will not be fawning over her?

Not to mention pork, she can eat all kinds of meat!

"Humph, what's the use of eating meat now? Our good days are all behind us!"

Zhang Ju curled her lips and continued to pick up the kitchen knife and chop the pigweed.

However, not long after chopping, I saw Lao Zhangtou walking past the door of his yard with a hoe on his back.

From the looks of it, he was going to work in the fields.

Zhang Ju was stunned, then subconsciously raised her voice and said:

"Brother Zhang, aren't you still cooking at home? Why are you going to the fields now? Don't you want to eat?"

Old Zhang was carrying a hoe and a vegetable basket. Hearing Zhang Ju's words, he turned around and looked over.

"Eating? What to eat? Is it a waste of food to eat at this hour?"

The old man opened his head and curled his lips, revealing a mouth of smoke-yellow teeth:

"We still have to plant seedlings at home! Where can we find the free time?!"

With that said, he took the hoe and left.

Zhang Ju was stunned.

What?

Not the old Zhangtou family?

Then next door neighbor, who cooks in the yard?

Did it even come to your home?

Zhang Ju sniffed the scent of meat in the air and took a few breaths to make sure she wasn't smelling it wrong.

Her mind was spinning.

Suddenly his eyes fell on the yard next door.

Separated by a wall.

The home of Su Bai and Lu Miaozhu.

As soon as this idea came up, Zhang Ju shook his head and denied it.

Crazy, isn’t it?

The family of four next door was so poor that they even wanted to borrow potatoes from me two days ago!

How could I have eaten meat today?

Zhang Ju thought her idea was ridiculous.

He continued to chop pigweed.

But he was still a little absent-minded.

Just as Zhang Ju finished chopping pigweed, Su Bai's smiling voice sounded from the yard next door.

"Tangtang, Guoguo, come and eat!"

Zhang Ju staggered.

She turned her head and looked towards the yard next door in disbelief. Her first reaction was that she might have heard wrongly? !

Have a meal?

Are you really eating at the house of that bastard Su Bai next door? !

Is it possible that you are still eating meat? !

Zhang Ju felt itchy and couldn't bear it. She immediately put down the basket of pigweed and hurried to the wall to listen.

Unfortunately, she didn't listen to anything.

"I must have seen a ghost in broad daylight and am dreaming!"

Zhang Ju snorted, stood up, and explained to herself.

But she felt as if a thorn had been stabbed in her heart, and she was always feeling uneasy.

………………

The sky grew dark.

Su Mingquan, the captain of the production team, had just finished handling the affairs of the production team and walked home with an empty stomach.

There are two sweet potatoes left in the pan.

Although it smells sweet and fragrant, no matter how delicious it is, you will get tired of it after eating it for so many years.

Su Mingquan sighed, unable to hold back his hunger, he picked it up and took big bites.

In the dark kitchen, Zhang Ju suddenly poked her head out from behind the stove.

"Ming Quan, why did you come back?"

"You bitch! Why didn't you say anything? You're so scared!"

Su Mingquan was so frightened that his hands almost dropped to the ground.

Zhang Ju muttered: "Master, why are you so timid?"

"Even the big men can't stand your mother-in-law being scared here!"

Su Mingquan is not in a good temper today.

The two brothers Niu and Niu, the head of the village, had been arguing all day over who should use the ox for plowing the fields.

It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household chores and trivial matters. If he has been troubled for a whole day, his family's fields will not be ready to raise seedlings.

Worrying to death.

When I came back, the pot was cold and the stove was cold. There were only two sweet potatoes left.

Can you not be depressed?

Zhang Ju heard that Su Mingquan's tone was not right, and immediately became angry.

"If you have the ability, go against me. If you have the ability, go to your nephew! Do you think eating has wronged you? If you have the ability, just eat meat like others! I will also follow you as the captain of the production team to take advantage of it!"

Zhang Ju said with strange yin and yang.

Su Mingquan was stunned and said in confusion:

"Who? Which nephew?"

He just asked subconsciously.

When he regained consciousness, he realized it was Su Bai.

After all, Su Laoer's son is not in Xiangzhang Village.

Zhang Ju sneered: "Who else could it be besides Su Bai? That boy ate fried pork with chili peppers for once today! I could smell it really! A lot of the chili peppers in the vegetable patch in front of his house were picked away! That's right! You can’t go wrong!”

"Even a first-rate or second-rate bastard can eat meat. You, the captain of a production team, eat it every day. Are you embarrassed?"

Su Mingquan was a little confused.

It took a long time to calm down and understand what Zhang Ju said.

"Eating meat? I'm afraid you smelled it wrong!"

Su Mingquan's face turned cold and he said: "He keeps saying these things every day. You don't know what's going on in his family? The two girls are starving to death! They don't even have anything to eat. Where can the meat come from?"

"She is an aunt after all. She has no handle and talks nonsense!"

Zhang Ju subconsciously wanted to refute.

But when the words came to my lips, I didn’t know what to say!

Because she has no evidence!

Zhang Ju was quarreling with her husband, and her heart was beating. She couldn't just say that she smelled it, could she?

In fact, she thought it was impossible.

But when she had a conflict with Su Mingquan today, she blurted it out subconsciously.

"Tomorrow is Qingming Festival. I will go to the county to cut some meat and come back to make Qingming fruit."

Su Mingquan took a bite.

Speaking of meat, he also swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Ju again.

"Look at how greedy you are! If others see it, it will embarrass your son!"

Zhang Ju now heard that there was meat to eat.

I felt relieved immediately in one breath.

"Humph."

She lit the stove and stuffed a handful of firewood into it.

"Who doesn't envy me when they see me? I won't embarrass our son!"

Mentioning his son Su Zhe.

Both of them smiled.

Right.

Do you care whether people eat meat or not?

Anyway, as long as Su Zhe is here, that is where the future of their old Su family will be, and they are their precious golden pimples!

They are so stubborn!

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