Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Zhang Xingwang exclaimed, "Wow!" and immediately asked, "What a great guy!"

"How is your health lately, old man? I have some good medicine here, all of which are good for strengthening the body and bones. If you can't help it, you can use it to replenish your body. You have seen my body before, and this medicine is authentic.

Regardless of whether our matter is dangerous or not, we must ensure that the old man has a healthy body. After all, nowadays everyone works six days a week and takes one day off. It seems that exercising is good for the body. Now is the busy farming season, and there is no rule of rest in the village..."

After talking for a long time, I realized that Uncle Yougen seemed to have let go of his shamelessness a long time ago. He didn't care at all about how many days the old man rested a week.

While he was saying a few words, Uncle Yougen had already unconsciously stared at the braised meat on the table seven or eight times.

Zhang Xingwang picked up two pieces and handed them to him, then continued:

"Uncle, why don't you eat something? Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll chew at least half of the bed sheet at night...

Please help me bring the remaining piece to the old man, and tell him to eat meat to have strength. I also want to know what happened between your father and the goose when he was a child..."

Uncle Yougen ignored Zhang Xingwang's teasing and subconsciously took it, then smiled awkwardly and said tentatively:

"I wouldn't dare to take it if you really gave it to me. After all, this is what you gave to your uncle, aunt and grandfather. And I don't know how much effort you put into getting so many. How about I just smell it..."

The old lady couldn't hold it anymore after hearing the word "so many". She raised her hand and slapped Uncle Yougen on the shoulder, saying viciously:

"You are the one who is always making trouble. You even snatch the cigarettes of the younger generation. What else are you afraid of? Even if I give you food, you are still making trouble.

You are so kind to say it, why did our village let you, such a shameless person, be the village chief? "

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Zhang Xingwang, who was standing by the courtyard wall holding the little girl, said helplessly to the man who was still licking his fingers:

"Uncle Yougen, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be delivered to you in the evening. You can just follow me then, but you have to call a few people to carry it back."

Uncle Yougen smacked his lips, thought about it for a while, and then said seriously:

"Okay, uncle will listen to you. You must follow me closely when the time comes. Don't be afraid if anything happens. Just hide behind me. There are three people named Zhang Xingwang in our village tonight, including you. They are all good guys..."

Zhang Xingwang was puzzled, but he continued:

"Then wait for my news after dark. Don't tell the old couple about this in advance. I'm afraid they will worry about it or follow you secretly. Wait until I return to the city tomorrow and then tell them!"

"That's no problem. I've prepared the money for the purchase. How do I pay it when the time comes? The price of food changes every day recently. I wonder how to calculate it?

You don’t know how frustrating it is for me to be the village chief. I held a meeting with everyone a few days ago and talked about it for a long time. Although everyone agreed, I just couldn’t understand why a bunch of farmers had fallen to the point of buying grain when the harvests were good in the past two years..."

"It's good to be able to buy it in the current situation. We are not stupid. You can pay me after the payment is settled. The price is 30 cents per pound. It seems that this was the price yesterday!"

"Xingwang, are you kidding me? Where is it sold at 30 cents a pound? Tell me and I'll buy them all right away. Yesterday I asked someone to go to the pigeon market and they found out that it's 90 cents a pound!"

"I don't need to explain the purchasing to you, a village chief who grows crops. After all, you only grow crops. What do you, a village chief, know about purchasing? Otherwise, I'll charge you 90 cents."

"Don't do that. Sanmao is pretty good, even if the things he sells are not so good. I am also a cadre like you, after all. Can't you respect me a little more?

Don't worry about your safety. I will definitely bring you back safely. In fact, besides farming, I also know some other skills. Don't be like your grandmother and always look at me with prejudice!"

Although Zhang Xingwang didn't know what Uncle Yougen had imagined about the grain purchase, he still asked curiously:

"I trust you more than you do about safety. We are all good friends. Do you have any other skills?"

Uncle Yougen looked at Zhang Xingwang, who was full of suspicion, exhaled a puff of cigarette, and said slowly in a deep voice:

“Although your uncle and I didn’t get along well when we were young, we were also good at fighting when we were young.

Before he became the village chief, he had some hunting skills, but the prey he hunted could not be eaten and had to be buried with great effort. Anyway, you are one of us, so just listen to the story..."

Zhang Xingwang looked at Uncle Yougen, who had become more and more shameless recently, with confusion. He felt that since he could become the village chief, his hunting skills must be extraordinary...

"We two cadres are discussing such an important matter, why did you bring your little sister along?"

"She just clings to me. Little sister, can you help me find where your fourth sister is now?"

The little girl in Zhang Xingwang's arms looked puzzled after hearing this. She pointed to the vegetable rack in the yard and saw a petite figure suddenly jumped out, then went into the house and closed the door in one go...

Two minutes later, Uncle Yougen went to deliver the meat to the old man, sucking his fingers, and Zhang Xingwang also returned to the house to prepare for dinner.

Today's dishes were cooked by the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law together. Although I don't know what they whispered at that time, I can see that they both had the same expression as if they wanted to say something but stopped themselves.

Zhang Xingwang felt that it had nothing to do with him. After all, he was in charge of both materials and upgrades. The two of them would definitely not say anything about him. After all, they were really enjoying the good life with him. They couldn't blame him just because their living conditions had improved. It didn't make sense!

It’s just that my mother has been acting weird lately, and she refuses to wear new clothes back to the village, and I don’t know why…

I took a veiled glance at the elder sister who was eating, and felt that she had a miserable day. Compared to me, her story was full of gossip and ominous atmosphere...

While eating, the old lady felt a pain in her liver when she saw the table full of meat. It was okay to eat meat during non-festivals, but this was not the way to eat it.

I have to not eat it. What Wang Xiulan said is absolutely right. The meat has been locked in the cabinet for a long time. If I don't eat it, it will not keep well. Unlike the pile brought by my grandson, it looks fresh.

But starting tomorrow, she will be forced to live a ridiculous life of eating meat every day. The old lady feels distressed and uneasy. After all, there are only two people at home, herself and the old man, and the weather is hot. Otherwise, it would be too outrageous if she can't finish it before it goes bad...

The old lady originally wanted everyone to eat more meat, just as a token of her appreciation. However, she found that no one was very interested in the meat. Instead, they enjoyed the vegetarian eggplant that she directed Wang Xiulan to stir-fry.

The little girl smiled sweetly and said solemnly:

"The eggplants fried by mom and grandma are really delicious, just like the ones fried by my brother!"

The old lady was completely confused after hearing this and gave Wang Xiulan a questioning look.