Siheyuan: The Temptation of the Mountains

"Auntie Wang, is the acquisition method that Manager Du mentioned feasible? Is it not considered speculation?"

Lin Ze scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I just want to exchange some bills."

Wang Ting looked at Lin Ze's reserved look and laughed, "What are you talking about, kid? You're not selling it on the street or sending it to a state-owned purchasing station, so how can it be considered speculation?"

Wang Ting said, "Brother Du, I want to buy some of my brother's meat first. Now the meat in the supply and marketing cooperative is only available with 2 taels of meat coupons per month. We ordinary people don't have any money to eat."

"Okay, of course it's possible, then let's cut the meat quickly." Du Tao took out a large meat-cutting knife from the counter drawer and said while sharpening the knife, "To be honest, this meat-cutting knife hasn't touched pork for almost a year."

Du Tao sharpened the knife in no time, and cut off a large piece of meat for Wang Ting from the fattiest part of the pig.

I weighed it and it weighed exactly five pounds.

"Three dollars, take it, Brother Lin!" Wang Ting took the meat and handed the money to Lin Ze with a smile.

Lin Ze took the money and turned his gaze back to Du Tao who was weighing meat in a backpack.

"Brother Lin Ze, you still have 42.6 pounds of meat in your backpack, cents, do you think that's right?"

Lin Ze nodded and said, "That's right."

"Hahaha, good boy."

Du Tao opened the drawer with a key, counted out 42.6 cents from the drawer, and said, "Take it, don't drop it, or your father will beat you up."

Lin Ze hurriedly bowed to Du Tao and Wang Ting, "Brother Du, Aunt Wang, my father doesn't know that I sell meat, please don't tell him for the time being."

"Okay, okay, good boy, don't worry we won't tell your father."

Lin Ze nodded, put the money in his pocket, put on his empty backpack, and walked out of the purchasing station.

After he walked out of the gate, he ran into the alley and walked towards the Yu River. The banks of the Yu River were full of various weeds. Lin Ze cut off the entire hind leg of pork in the space, along with the fat, and put it into his backpack.

He then covered the basket with weeds and walked home with satisfaction.

It's rare that I don't see Yan Bugui guarding the gate at this time. I guess he went out fishing.

Li Xiuzhen was playing with Lin Sisi at home. When she saw Lin Ze walk in, she immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Xiao Ze, you're back!"

Lin Ze closed the door and then put down the backpack.

"Mom, I'm back. I got some meat in the mountains. I need to make some lard first."

Li Xiuzhen's eyes widened in shock. "How big a pig's hind leg is this?"

"Xiao Ze, you have to tell me the truth about how you hunt."

Lin Ze picked up Lin Sisi and kissed her little face, then said with a smile, "I dug the trap. It was driven down the mountain by wolves and just happened to fall into the trap. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

"What a coincidence!"

Li Xiuzhen also laughed, "This is really a good thing. Did you give your grandfather and the others some meat?"

"Don't worry, Mom. We have so much meat that we can't finish it all."

"Hey, hey, good boy."

Li Xiuzhen took out the kitchen knife from home and cut off most of the pig's hind leg.

"Xiao Ze, go to your grandma's house and give her this meat."

Lin Ze looked at the meat and frowned slightly, "Mom, if we send the meat over, grandma won't be able to eat it, why don't we take her over?"

Li Xiuzhen looked at the half of the meat and sighed, "Your brother and his friends can't eat the meat, and your grandma herself can't eat it."

Lin Ze snorted coldly, "You go if you want to go, I won't go."

“…you kid!”

Li Xiuzhen was somewhat helpless. She advised earnestly, "When you get married in the future, will you also ignore your wife's family?"

"Mom, that's not the case!"

Lin Ze said unhappily, "Didn't you take the sweet potatoes and a pheasant that I brought back last time to grandma's house?"

"You want meat again this time, what will you take next time?"

Lin Ze frowned and said, "A little kindness can bring more hatred. You know this principle, don't you?"

"Xiao Ze, how can you say that about your grandma and uncle?"

The tears in Li Xiuzhen's eyes were about to roll down.

"No, don't cry, I'll go, can't I go?"

Lin Ze was speechless. He finally understood why his original body starved to death. His original mother was too concerned about her parents' home.

His own son starved to death, but he didn't even bother to change his bad habit.

Lin Ze thought so but said nothing more. He put most of the greasy meat that Li Xiuzhen had cut into the backpack and then stuffed the top of the basket with green grass.

"Big pigeon, hurry up, come back soon!"

Little Lin Sisi seemed to notice Lin Ze’s low mood, and followed him for two steps with a wronged look on her face.

"Sisi, go home."

"Mom, I'm leaving." Lin Ze had been to Lilaoyingzi and was not unfamiliar with this place.

Li Xiuzhen nodded and asked softly, "Xiao Ze, why don't you have a meal at home before leaving?"

"No need." Lin Ze shook his head vigorously.

Li Laoyingzi is not far from Nanluoguxiang, at least much closer than Linjia Village.

Lin Ze walked through the alleys in many ways and soon disappeared.

When they reached a deserted place, Lin Ze put the pork in the backpack into the space, and took out the half of the wolf head meat and put it into the backpack.

If you’re sending meat, of course you have to send something interesting.

Giving pork and giving wolf meat have completely different meanings.

Lin Ze found a secluded place, made some stir-fried meat and steamed a pot of rice. After he had eaten his fill, he strode towards his grandmother's house.

As for Lin Ze's grandma, Lin Ze doesn't hate her.

What he hated were his two uncles who were not productive, and his two aunts who were not good at dealing with things and just relied on their parents for support.

My grandma is only in her fifties now, which is the age when she can help out at home. My two aunts are vying to ask my grandma to look after their children, do the laundry and cook for them.

Lin Ze thought of this and shook his head repeatedly.

The grandmother herself is happy with it, so there is really no reason for him, as her nephew, to say anything more.

Lin Ze walked quickly and Li Laoyingzi was right in front of him.

It was a plain, and the sorghum and wheat in the fields were a little yellow. There was also a shack next to the fields, and two militiamen were smoking leaf tobacco and guarding the crops.

When the two saw Lin Ze, the little boy, they didn't say much.

After all, what they want to keep an eye on are the crops in the fields. As long as they don't go out into the fields, it doesn't matter which village your relatives are from when they come to visit.

Lin Ze’s grandmother, Li Wang, lived at the end of the village. They had two mud-brick houses side by side. A small pond in front of the house had dried up.

Lin Ze saw the old lady fetching water from the well to water the vegetables from afar and called out, "Grandma."