Doomsday Grain

The grandson said that he was playing a hero, and Lin Fengying's face turned pale: "Take it back! Why do you stab people? Do you think the basket you stabbed is not big enough? Last time, the family didn't care about it, and the food was in time. I gave it to someone else, otherwise you thought it would be so easy to deal with! Lin Qian and his family's grandparents are so cruel, they will blackmail you if you don't touch him, if you touch him, our family won't live!"

No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, Lin Fengying knew that her young grandson was no match for Lin Qian.He has a big family and a big business, and he has been in contact with those soldiers all the year round.If you are really in a hurry and expose the fact that your grandson has killed someone, then you will have no days to live!

The grandson certainly understands this.But a child of such an age is just when he is unwilling to admit that he is incompetent.He is eager to let the whole world know how capable he is, so many times he is in a state of not hitting the south wall and not looking back.

In fact, most adolescent children have this kind of time, and it still depends on how the parents guide them.Obviously, Lin Fengying is not a competent parent, because she is the only grandson and has been held in her palm since childhood.Even if the grandson kills someone, he still naively thinks that the child is still young, and one day he will grow up and know what not to do.

"Okay, I see." The grandson walked out of the house impatiently, and it was Lin Fengying who chased after him and brought him some food.

Grandma brought him ten catties of potatoes, which was only enough to buy half a catty of pork.

Lin Qian's meat was sold cheap enough, basically the cost of raising a pig.

The grandson was carrying a heavy bag of potatoes, but he actually felt a little distressed.There are so many potatoes, enough to feed the family for several days, but they can only buy half a catty of meat.He clearly remembered that before the end of the world, the first pork he bought at home was ten or twenty catties, and he ate it up in a month or two after buying it, and continued to buy it after he finished eating.During the Chinese New Year, it is even bought according to the half-fan pig.At that time, I threw it away when I couldn't eat it. I didn't think it was worth anything at all. Why is it so expensive now?

He has grown up since he was a child, and now he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has never made a penny.After the end of the world, because grandma loves him, there is less work at home.Because he was not obtained by himself, he naturally has little idea of ​​him.

Lin Qian looked at the meat stall, and He Yangxuan sat by the scale holding Yuan Qing in his arms.While weighing grain and meat, he also repeatedly taught Yuan Qing to recognize the scale.Yuan Qing was slow in learning, but He Yangxuan was also very patient in teaching.

The pork went down very quickly. Some people pushed carts to buy meat, and some even spent a hundred catties of grain to buy ten catties of meat all at once.

It's not that rich, but the family has a lot of food, so I buy more pork at a time, marinate it and smoke it to make bacon, and it will be fine to eat next year.The better the conditions, the better the quality of life.

Two hours after the sale started, more than half of the pork has been sold, and there are still some lean parts left, and there are still people picking and buying.Mutton is the slowest, but half a sheep has been sold. It seems that it will not be sold this year.But there are five mouths in the family, and such a sheep can finish eating.

There are fewer people.Only then did Lin Fengying's grandson walk in.

The meat case is divided into half a catty and a piece.The price is the same, which one you want to take and weigh it, and confirm the full scale on the spot, so as not to doubt when you take it home.

In front of the meat stall, there are still two people picking.Lin Fengying's grandson looked at several pieces of meat repeatedly, and the leftovers were basically lean meat with little fat.For those who have not eaten pork for a long time, the temptation is not as good as fat meat.

Lin Fengying's grandson frowned, unable to choose for a while.

After beating him in, Lin Qian looked at him a few more times.It just so happened that someone he knew in the village was chatting with him at this time, so Lin Qian just chatted with them and ignored him.

"Why do you want to sell this good fish?" the man asked.

This is indeed a good fish, but grandpa prepared Lin Qian's speech in advance. Even if Lin Qian was full of doubts, he could only follow what grandpa said.

"The ones that have been eliminated. My family grows a group of fish every two years, and this fish is two years old. Crucian carp can live for two or three years, and it can be eaten after recycling. I can't eat it at home. I will sell it if I can sell it." , Those that cannot be sold are made into dried fish and taken away by the troops.”

"Is there another theory? This fish seems to be of no use, but it is a bit expensive to sell." Pork is willing to buy because every household has none, and every household has fish. Naturally, they will not buy food for nothing.

It happened that grandpa led Xiaoxiao in.Now Xiaoxiao's arms and legs are firmer, and she can walk easily, but her physical strength is still far behind Yuan Qing's.Sometimes grandpa took the two children out to play, and often smiled and couldn't walk halfway, and grandpa would carry them back.

"Father!" Xiaoxiao ran to Lin Qian's side.

Lin Qian stretched out his hand to rub Xiaoxiao's little head, smiling very gently.Xiaoxiao is very smart. She feels that people around her like to hear her call people, so she calls people very diligently. Basically, she doesn't see her at first glance, and she will call out when she meets again.

The little guy was too small to see the meat case, so he stood on tiptoe and tried to look up.Grandpa went over to pick up the girl and lowered his head to let her look at the meat on the meat table.

Xiaoxiao tapped the meat with tender fingertips, put it under his nose and smelled it, frowned and said, "Smelly."

The taste of raw pork is really not good. For children, the smell they like is fragrant, and the smell they don't like is smelly.

Grandpa said to Lin Qian, "Let me see. Go to the greenhouse next to the fish pond and feed the fish. Let's point to this little guy to make fry next year. Don't starve."

Grandpa never talked nonsense. Lin Qian knew grandpa too well, so he naturally understood the meaning of what he said.

Thinking about it, he smiled and said, "I won't starve to death later."

Grandpa pushed Lin Qian and said with a smile, "You're just big-hearted. We signed a contract with the government for that crap. If we didn't raise it well, our family will have to pay for it if we don't have fish fry in the next year. Go and go, I'll just watch over here." .”

Lin Qian looked around, nodded to his grandfather, and turned his head out of the greenhouse.

Grandpa these two days is very strange.However, Grandpa has always had his own ideas when doing things, so he won't do bad things anyway.

Lin Qian left. Grandpa looked at the meat stall and chatted without saying a word.

Just now grandpa specifically said something about signing a contract, and the meat buyer couldn't help being curious after hearing it, and asked a lot, but grandpa didn't hide anything from his side, and talked a lot like a chatterbox.

The general content is similar to what the government subsidizes the sale of fish fry at home, but the required number of fry is large, and the family is actually quite stressed.The family is usually busy, and even Xiao Yuanqing is busy with it. It is not easy to earn rice tickets, and they are all tired out.

After hearing this, everyone naturally had their own opinions. Lin Qian's family had good food and good conditions. In fact, it was reasonable to work hard. Others didn't want this kind of hard work.

When Grandpa spoke, there was a bit of showing off in his language.In fact, others didn't think much of it. After all, Youdao is an old child and an old child. Adults who have money can't help being hard-headed, let alone an old man in his 80s and [-]s.It is normal for his grandson to show off if he is in a good mood and let him live a good life.

But Lin Fengying's grandson stared at him no matter how he looked.Maybe it's because I listened to grandma too much, and always felt that Lin Qian's family should have their own.Right now he is reluctant to buy a piece of meat, but their family has so many resources.

He felt uncomfortable here, looking at the meat on the case, he couldn't help but move his mind.

Grandpa was still chatting with others, smiled and looked around curiously, and suddenly shouted: "He steals!"

Xiaoxiao saw similar scenes in cartoons, so she yelled when she saw Lin Fengying's grandson picking up a piece of meat and trying to stuff it into his pocket.

Everyone looked at the voice.Fortunately, Lin Fengying's grandson hadn't completely retracted his hand. Hearing Xiaoxiao's voice, he pushed his hand forward, and the meat was not necessarily stolen.

Grandpa glanced over, patted and smiled: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I didn't." Xiaoxiao was also surprised by his actions, but she really didn't lie just now.

Grandpa touched his smiling head, and didn't look at Lin Fengying's grandson. He just turned to others and said indifferently, "It's just a piece of meat, and it's not like anyone can't afford it. Besides, who cares about pork when there is mutton?"

Everyone has different preferences, and there are indeed people who like pork but hate mutton.But in these last days, it is more difficult for sheep to reproduce, unlike pigs with two litters and a litter of ten or so a year.So relatively, mutton is more valuable.

The person next to him was afraid of embarrassment, so he hurriedly smoothed things over and said with a smile: "That's right, whoever is stupid enough to steal pork can't afford it."

Lin Fengying's grandson heard these words, no matter how he heard them, he felt ironic.

The grandson glared at his grandfather, took the meat and turned to He Yangxuan to pay the bill.

Lin Fengying's grandson left, and when he walked out, he always felt that people were looking at him. As soon as he left, he felt that Lin Qian's family must be saying bad things about him and poking his spine.

To be honest, I really didn't take this matter to heart.After all, Xiaoxiaodou's child didn't take it seriously.

But on the grandson's side, the more he thinks about it, the more he gets into a dead end.Since he killed someone last year, he dared not go out.Because every time I go out, I can hear other people whispering about him behind their backs.With the previous lessons, now the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that he is right.He remembered that when he was picking meat, Grandpa Lin Qian glanced over from time to time, his eyes seemed to be full of sarcasm.

The more I think about it, the angrier I feel.After returning home, as soon as he entered the door, he threw the meat in his hand on the kang.

Lin Fengying saw her precious grandson come in with a dark face, and thought she was being bullied: "What's wrong? Did they scold you?"

The grandson didn't have the face to say that he was caught for stealing, but he just said without a word: "The little girl in his family said that I stole things."

With such an endless sentence, anyone can feel that he is ambiguous, and there must be something in it.But Lin Fengying was not a reasonable person in the first place, so it was natural for her grandson to do what she said.

"What? The little bastard said you stole something? Did he catch someone? Why do you say that?" Lin Fengying's standard harsh shout made her grandson frown.

Lin Fengying walked around the house twice, and said again: "I see! It's that bastard who made trouble! It's fine to steal our food, but why is he accusing you of stealing things? There is no good thing in their family! The old and the young Small, don't be afraid of retribution!"