60s white-eyed wolf

Although the smelting hut was full of food, Cao Fugui always felt that something was missing, alas!The ground is full of vegetarian food, and he is not a rabbit, he can live by eating these things.

The wild boar meat in the refining hut was killed by two foodie helpers, and the rest at home were turned into jerky. He really didn't want to eat another bite of that taste.The rooster and the hen in the refinery should save their eggs and keep their seeds, so they can't be eaten lightly. Could it be that the whole family eats this old hen caught by him during the New Year?How many shredded pork can I get?The fish raised in the stream are not as big as a palm, and there are not many shrimps...

I still have to go up the mountain in these two days. How can there be no meat to eat during the Chinese New Year? !

While Cao Fugui was thinking about the recipes for the New Year, he carried a big basket and walked in with the chickens. The whole family was overjoyed.

"Quick, quick, daddy, don't be dumbfounded! Help Fugui put down the basket, don't tire him out!"

Wang Liuzhi narrowed his eyes with a smile, pushed his stunned man, and hurried to help catch the chicken.

She picked up the round hen and looked at it, tsk-tsk in admiration: "Oh, if it is said that people in the mountains know how to raise chickens, look at this fat chicken, the chicken's buttocks will be dripping with oil!"

Yingzi hugged the clucking hen in doubt, looked and looked, and whispered to his sister in doubt: "Miaoer, why do I think this chicken...is so similar to the three-yellow chicken that our family used to raise?"

Miao'er drooled and didn't answer, and nodded vigorously with a smile: "It's good to eat!"

Bao Feng excitedly issued a declaration: "Braise it in soy sauce, cook chestnuts to eat!"

"Where are the chestnuts now?" Yingzi was in a dilemma.

The big basket was covered with firewood, and Wang Liuzhi squatted on the ground and hurriedly took out the contents of the basket, exclaiming as he took it out: "Oh! Tofu, oily tofu, and dried fragrant and dried vegetables. Fugui, what's in this jar?" ?”

"A jar of soy sauce, and a jar of soybean oil."

Bao Feng and Miao Er squatted beside Mu Ma, their eyes were straightened, and their saliva was rushing.

The second aunt gasped, her face flushed with excitement, and her subordinates kept saying, "Ah! There are so many things! Oh, this oil is clear, and you can't even buy it in the supply and marketing cooperatives in the city. This is, This is dried cattail melon, this is dried pumpkin... Ha! There are peanut cakes! Wealthy, a few skinny chickens can be exchanged for so many things? No loss, no loss at all, Lennon is really good at it!"

"Where is such a profitable thing? Second Aunt, why don't you give it a try?"

Cao Fugui exclaimed that the world is hard, and Grandma bought these things out of the coffin book. There are only a few chickens with bones, which fool is willing to give so many things in exchange?

"Okay!" Grandma saw her daughter-in-law was overly excited, gave her a sideways glance, and said with a smile, "Put everything away and pick some for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Hey, Second Aunt, I can't fit all of these in my rice bucket! Either you separate them..." Cao Fugui yelled.

The second aunt clapped her hands, and said with a sneering smile, they are all from my own family, why should I share them with you, hahaha.

Grandma slapped the eldest grandson on the back of the head, telling him to settle down, and the whole family said something to the heart, so don't be unreasonable.

The pile of food at home is all found by Fugui Tao, so the method of dividing the food into buckets will naturally come to nothing.

The second aunt laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and she didn't care if her nephew stabbed her a few times, like a squirrel hoarding food, beckoning the man and the children to put away all the good things quickly, it's a shame for outsiders to see such a large pile Incredible.

"Hey, wait."

Cao Fugui reached out his hand and fished out the box of "peanut cake" filled with energy and blood from the basket, and there was also a small box of unremarkable ointment.

Turning around, Xiao Qiao was sitting on the side, looking at this side with bright eyes, and there seemed to be a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing him looking over, he straightened up like a hedgehog full of spikes. Waist, also fixedly looking at him.

"Fugui, what's that? It's quite delicate." Wang Liuzhi pretended not to care and glanced at the exquisite little box in the hand of the eldest nephew.

Cao Fugui chuckled: "The one who broke his leg for little George, Second Aunt, would you like some?"

The second aunt spat on him, and happily moved to eat, leaving him alone!In order not to be stalked by this little bastard again.

Walking quickly to Xiao Qiao, Cao Fugui was about to say something when he saw the tightly wrapped splints on the legs of the oil bottle. No, don't change the medicine and cripple this kid instead.You need to find an expert on this matter.

Fugui is also short-tempered, and he wanted to see what happened to his ancestor's prescription and the panacea with such miraculous effects. Holding the medicine box in his hand, he turned and ran out in a hurry without saying a word to Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao tensed up nervously, not knowing what to say to Brother Fugui. These days, Brother Fugui always leaves early and returns late, and falls asleep when he gets home tired. This is the first time he has the opportunity to talk to Fugui. Brother speak.

Thank him for saving his life and making him full of food?No, this life was saved by Brother Fugui, so thank you, just give your life to Brother Fugui.Did you ask Dad's jade wrench finger?In any case, those are Father's relics and cannot be lost.But he was afraid that Brother Fugui would be angry...

His mind was in a turmoil, and his head was in chaos. Before he could figure it out, Brother Fugui had already turned around and left.

Qiao Yingnian stared blankly at his back, his thin shoulders slowly slumped, and looked down at the tireless ants crawling around on the ground.

"Hey, I almost forgot..." Cao Fugui walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, strode back to Xiao Qiao, and said, "Open your mouth."

Qiao Yingnian's mind went blank, and he immediately opened his mouth wide, only to hear Brother Fugui grinningly say, Oh, the teeth are not bad.

Then, a piece of sweet pastry is thrown into the mouth.

"Idiot, don't you know how to eat snacks? Chew it, swallow it, hey! That's right!" Brother Fugui glanced at his head cheerfully, nodded, said hello to Grandma, and went out briskly .

Qiao Yingnian was staring at his back, the pastry he had never eaten in his mouth was like, as sweet as honey, no!It is ten thousand times more delicious than honey, fragrant and glutinous.He was reluctant to eat like what brother Fugui said, but just wetted it with saliva, held it in his mouth, and swallowed it bit by bit.

The best food he has ever eaten in his life was given by Brother Fugui.

Fugui went out of the house all the way, even skipping and running to find the old bartender, but there was no one in the Fengshui temple, so he didn't know where he went.

This old man can be found in every corner on weekdays, but he is nowhere to be found when looking for him for urgent matters.

Cao Fugui held the medicine box and walked back dejectedly, but he didn't even come out... Why don't we just go up the mountain again?

Thinking about the taste of eating a large piece of meat, Brother Fugui's heart is burning, and he can't wait to find Dahuang to go up the mountain as a partner. Who knows that the dog doesn't like to stay together when he is full, and he walked around the village without finding a trace .

He patted his thigh and cursed bad luck, looking for someone to find a dog, but he couldn't find anyone.If he went up the mountain alone, Cao Fugui would feel a little cold when he rubbed his neck. With a dog as his companion, even if the rhubarb was useless, it would still help to guard him.

Think about the day when Rhubarb chased the bitch out of the village, Cao Fugui touched his chin, and planned to search for it by the roadside at the entrance of the village, but he couldn't find it.

Out of the road at the entrance of the village, below is the field of the Huanglin production team. The wheat seedlings in the field are dark green and are in the wintering period.

The wheat looks slumped, the seedlings are not neat, thin and shriveled.How can it compare to the wheat in my own refining hut, which has already filled the grain and is almost ripe. Although it grows wildly and is in a mess, but looking at the ears, you can tell that it must be a bumper harvest.

Cao Fugui is secretly proud of his own farming methods, and as for the contribution of Lianhu, oh, the ancestors said, this luck is also the greatest strength!

While wandering along the way, his eyes faltered suddenly, and suddenly he saw a dusty figure in the wheat field, with his head bowed and his body hunched, sneaking around, it seemed that he was doing something wrong.

Cao Fugui's spirits lifted, his eyes widened.

Mother Hippie!Don't you know that Huanglin Village is covered by Brother Fugui?Dare to come here to steal Mai Qing!Looking left and right to see if there were no other accomplices, he stared intently at a shovel in the refining hut, made all preparations, and rushed all the way over.

After thinking about it, it's not right, now that the wheat hasn't even been drawn, how about stealing the mother's wheat green?

Before he could figure it out, the sound of footsteps had already startled the people in the field. The person looked like a hare frightened by an arrow, jumping up and running, wobbly, as if he was exhausted and couldn't run fast.

Just looking at that back, it seems a bit familiar?

"Damn, run away!"

Cao Fugui was so angry that he picked up a lump of soil and threw it out, hitting the guy on the head all of a sudden.

The "thief" trembled suddenly, and fell limply.

"Fuck, when did I become so fierce?"

Cao Fugui was taken aback, and he heard someone yelling from afar, asking him why he was running into the field. It was Yao Shengcai, who was in the team's turn to guard the wheat field today.

He waved his hand as a reply, turned over the "thief" who had fallen to the ground, and exclaimed: "Old wine man!"

The old bartender also woke up at this time, looking at him in horror, with green juice in his mouth.

Cao Fugui's eyes were fixed, and he immediately stretched out his sleeve and wiped the old man's mouth cleanly, then took out a piece of peanut cake and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

[1] After drifting past, the old wine man's pale face suddenly became a little bloody.

He struggled to sit up, shaking his lips, unable to speak, let alone looking into Fugui's eyes.

Cao Fugui stared at him without asking him a word, picked up the old man, half-supported and half-held him to the side of the road, and shouted at Yao Shengcai who was walking slowly, who was a little suspicious: "Brother Shengcai, yes Me! Hehe, the old bartender fell on the road and rolled into the ground and couldn’t get up for a while, so I’ll help him to get the medicine.”

Before he finished speaking, he quickly walked away with the old man in his arms, the farther away from the wheat field the better.

All the way without a word, he staggered back to the Fengshui Temple, Cao Fugui was panting and threw him away, half paralyzed on the ground, Ke Teniang was exhausted to death!

"I even eat barley seedlings. The old man has grown up. Is this what I learned from Dahua? You will be in prison for a few years for the crime of sabotaging production. Do you know?"

"Fugui, thank you, Lennon." The old bartender sat up slowly, his face full of bitterness, but now he regained his energy, he hesitated to speak, and said cruelly: "...I have eaten up my little ration long ago. , these days are relying on Dahua’s beans to survive, and now the team can’t even provide beans, I, I... I’m really hungry.”

Cao Fugui was taken aback, and his expression became serious: "It's not going to be this far, is it?"

The old bartender gave a wry smile, and said, "For many days, the only thing I've eaten as serious food is the piece of cake you gave me just now."

The old bartender is a member of the fifth category, and his rations are definitely not much, but to be so hungry that he would risk breaking the law to eat young crops is really beyond the expectations of the rich.

Cao Fugui thought for a while, then asked in a low voice: "...the team doesn't have much rations, does it?"

He has always been wandering around, and he doesn't care how the lives of the people in the team are. Anyway, they are always similar to his own. He didn't expect this year's life to be so sad.

"This spring is tough." The old bartender answered irrelevantly, and it seemed that coptis juice could be boiled out of his wrinkles.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Do me a favor and change the medicine for that oil bottle in my house, and the reward will be favorable."

Cao Fugui shook his head, no longer thinking about these distressing matters, and handed over the medicine box casually.

"What? What kind of reward do you want? Let me give you something to eat. If you don't starve to death, the old man will do good deeds and accumulate virtue." The old bartender was refreshed when he heard about his skills, and carefully lifted the lid of the box to smell it. Intoxicated, he asked: "Well, this medicine is a bit weird, but I can't smell it."

Cao Fugui chuckled, and proudly said: "The secret recipe passed down from the ancestors - black jade intermittent ointment! Naturally, Mongolian doctors like Nong don't understand it."