Reborn in the 60s and adopted

Tang Mei and Tang Yongli had only waited for a short while when they saw Lin Xiao jogging towards them.

At this moment, his face no longer had the ease it had before he left. His brows were slightly furrowed and his expression looked a little heavy.

Tang Mei couldn't wait to ask, "What's going on?"

“Did they fight?

The loss was disastrous.

Has anyone been beaten into a pig's head?"

Lin Xiao was in a bad mood when he saw the villagers were sad because of the pig.

But at this moment, he was amused by the expression on the face of the little girl in front of him, which said: I want to hear gossip!

So, Lin Xiao didn't keep the secret any longer and said directly: "The villagers in front are from Shuangjing Brigade. They are discussing how to divide the pork."

After hearing what Lin Xiao said, Tang Yongli was shocked: "Divide the pork? If we divide it now, what will we use to complete the task of delivering the pigs during the New Year?

Besides, it’s still some time before the Chinese New Year, so it’s not time to slaughter the pigs. These pigs, at best, weigh about 100 kilograms, and maybe even less than 50 kilograms.”

"It's too cruel to kill it when it's so young and divide the meat! Well... the little pig is so pitiful!" Tang Mei said with a sad face.

However, she soon noticed that she received two incredulous looks, which seemed to say, "Don't you love braised pork the most? But every time you eat meat, you never say that pigs are pitiful."

Feeling the gazes of the two people, Tang Mei's eyes instantly became murderous.

It seemed as if he was warning them: "Why are you two looking at me? You'd better behave yourself and don't say anything that will make me unhappy!"

Tang Yongli quickly looked away and explained, "No, I didn't look at you."

Lin Xiao answered seriously: "Because you are good-looking." There was an expression on his face that said, "I'm just telling the truth."

"..." Tang Yongli looked at Lin Xiao with contempt, thinking: You are such a good boy, I can't tell at ordinary times, but I find out at the critical moment that you are still a flatterer.

Tang Mei's eyes were soothed by her beautiful words and became very gentle.

For the time being, I chose to believe that what they said was true, and then I suggested, "Dad, should we squeeze in and see what's going on?"

Tang Yongli nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go over and take a look."

So, Tang Mei, protected by her father and future boyfriend, squeezed into the middle of the crowd.

What appeared before their eyes was a pig with red spots all over its body, a relatively large frame, and bones all over its body. It weighed about 70 to 80 kilograms and was lying on the ground.

Tang Mei walked forward and took a closer look. She could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the color of the pig. It was very similar to the sick and virus-carrying pigs she had seen on TV before.

At this time, a smiling lady was standing nearby, pointing at the pig with great joy, and said to her little grandson who was only as tall as her knees: "My dear grandson, look at this piece of meat! I will make you a delicious meal when I get home today. We haven't tasted meat for more than half a year!"

The little grandson raised his head and clapped his hands happily, and said to his grandmother in a baby voice: "Grandma, I want to eat fatty meat, the greasy kind is the best!"

"Okay, dear grandson, grandma will leave all the fat meat for you to eat." The old lady looked at the adorable little grandson at her feet with joy, a happy smile on her face, as if saying: I will definitely get a lot of fat meat today, so that my precious grandson can eat his fill.

"That's great. We have meat to eat. It doesn't matter if we lose this year's pigs! We won't make much money this year anyway. At worst, we can use the food to pay off our debts." The aunt on the side was all smiles.

"That's right, after we sell out the grain this year, we will consider it as losing weight, hahaha." Another person also echoed with a smile, his face also full of happiness.

"Are you two stupid? After eating this meat, this year's grain will be used up. What will you eat next year? You're still trying to lose weight. You don't even have 200 grams of meat on your body, and you're so happy. You're really stupid," an old man in his seventies or eighties yelled at the two men.

The two of them were scolded, but they didn't dare to talk back, because the one who scolded them was a prestigious elder in the village. They could only remain silent in embarrassment.

Tang Mei felt much more depressed when she heard such words coming from her surroundings from time to time. The pig died, and some villagers were sad while others were happy.

If this pig with this shape happened in future generations, it would be dead or dragged away by the people from the quarantine station. Only the people in front of me want to eat it. Their courage is commendable. Alas, it's all because of their poverty.

If she dared to stand up today and point out that the pig was sick and could not be eaten, and that it contained a large number of potential viruses, humans might become sick if they ate it.

Needless to say, those who have not been able to eat meat for a long time would probably want to rush up and smash her into eight pieces, and then beat her up severely.

However, her inner conflict put her in a dilemma: if people really ate the pork, what would happen if someone got sick?

She was so worried that her brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito.

The guardians on her left and right kept watching her expression.

He stared at Tang Mei's extremely solemn expression.

He immediately realized that something was not right, so without saying a word, he dragged Tang Mei out of the crowd.

"My daughter, what's wrong with you? Look at your frown, it looks like you can almost pinch a fly to death!" Tang Yongli tried to say something humorous to relax her daughter's tense face.

However, this sentence seemed to have no effect, and Tang Mei's brows furrowed even more.

"Dad, what would happen if I ran over and told them that the pig had a virus and people would get sick if they ate it?" She knew the answer, but still wanted to ask in the hope of getting a chance.

Tang Yongli looked left and right, then looked at his daughter and said casually, "What will happen? With your small body, you will probably get beaten up a few times. It's not easy to eat pork these days, and you told people that they will get sick if they eat it."

Tang Yongli didn't pay much attention to what Tang Mei said. After all, in his mindset since he was a child, once these animals died, they could become food for humans.

As long as they are cooked thoroughly, the taste is actually the same.

Moreover, this is how everyone in the village has been living for many years, and he is no exception. No one has been seen contracting any strange disease from eating meat.

"Dad, what I said is true! Look at that pig, it has red spots all over its body, and each red spot is as big as a fist. Can't you see it?"

Tang Mei was full of doubts. She really couldn't understand why everyone turned a blind eye to such an obviously sick pig?

"Okay, Meimei, don't be so serious. Eating a little now and then won't cause any big trouble. After all, it's just because we're so poor.

When the villagers become wealthy in the future, they will naturally stop eating this kind of diseased pork." Tang Yongli explained patiently.

Tang Mei felt helpless that she couldn't help, and her mood became even heavier and depressed.

He followed his father and another man listlessly, wandering aimlessly in the village.