Zhang Jiao Peanut was afraid that the pork from Zhang Laojiu's family would be sold out all at once. In fact, just cleaning the pig would take time and effort. How could it be cleaned up all at once?

"Beghua, are you running so fast? Don't fall to the bottom of the ridge of the field." Zhang Qigao saw Zhang Beghua running all the way and shouted.

"Uncle Gao, I won't tell you." Zhang Yaohua said.

"Who doesn't know that Lao Jiu's family killed pigs? Gui Feng's wife has been beating gongs and shouting in every household in the village these days." Zhang Qigao said with a smile.

"Ah!" Zhang Yaohua stopped suddenly, and the pig blood in the tiled bowl in his hand almost splashed out, "Do you all know?"

"You bad boy, are you going to eat alone? Let me tell you, go back quickly and call Youping to weigh the meat. If you come late, only pig hair will be left." Zhang Qigao knew Zhang beggar's thoughts and deliberately rushed Zhang beggar.

Sure enough, Zhang Yaohua ran faster, and in a short while he had already run to the gardening field.

"Mom! Go to Aunt Guifeng's house to weigh meat! Their house is killing pigs!" Zhang Yaohua shouted loudly before she even entered the house.

"I know, please slow down... Oh, you stinky cub, I'm telling you to slow down. Why don't you even cross the threshold?"

When Zhang Jiaohua entered the door, she forgot to cross the threshold, but she kicked it to the threshold and fell a dog to eat shit. But even so, a tiled bowl of pig blood in her hand fell steadily to the ground, and the pig blood in the tiled bowl did not splash out at all.

Liu Qiaoye hurriedly ran over and helped Zhang Yaohua up, patted the ashes on his body, "Didn't it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Otherwise, it would be a pity." Zhang Yaohua didn't care whether she had fallen or not. Instead, she was worried that the pig blood from the tiled bowl would not be poured out. She ran over and saw that it was not wasted at all, and a smile immediately appeared on her face. Her pants were worn out on the concrete floor, and the skin seemed to be wiped off on her knees, but Zhang Yaohua didn't care at all.

"Mom, hurry up and go to Aunt Guifeng's house to weigh meat. Otherwise, it will be too late and there will be nothing to eat." Zhang Yaohua hurriedly took Liu Qiaoye's hand and was about to walk out.

"Their family is so big, at least 100 kilograms of meat. On average, each household can be divided into one or two kilograms. You can buy as much as you want. What are you anxious about? I told Aunt Guifeng yesterday that our factory canteen should weigh more meat. Your father went to the town to buy a freezer in two days and specially stored meat for the factory canteen. The masters in the factory said that our Meiziao life is too hard and we can't eat meat every half a month. In the future, we can save some meat in the refrigerator. In this way, the masters in the factory can do it even if they eat meat every day." Liu Qiaoye looked at the little girl with distress, knowing that this guy was greedy.

"Then I'll go over and see Uncle Jiu cut the pork first." Zhang Yaohua stepped on the bicycle and quickly walked out of the door.

Liu Qiaoye had no choice but to put down what he had to go out.

Zhang Laojiu's family surrounded many people, young and old, just like during the Chinese New Year.

"Lao Jiu, you are brave. Before the festival has passed, you will kill the pig. If no one buys your meat, will your family finish siping?" Zhang Jiwang said.

"Uncle Jiwang, you are old thinking. What's wrong? But you can't eat meat during the festival? Can you still compare with the past? In the past, killing a pig during the Chinese New Year, you have to sell it on the street and sell it for half. Now who will go out to the street and not weigh a few kilograms of meat? Later, I'm afraid you'll be more positive than others' meat." Zhang Qigao said with a smile.

"This is true. Now every family has spare money, and it is not that they can't afford to eat meat. It's just that the meat will break down after buying it in a few days. It's high. You have made so much money in the tea factory. Why don't you buy a refrigerator? If you buy a refrigerator, I will put the meat in your refrigerator. I won't take advantage of you, I will pay for the electricity bill." Zhang Jiwang couldn't help but nod.

"The refrigerator is too expensive and it also consumes electricity. The electricity bill in Meizitang is never less than one kilogram per kilogram. A refrigerator costs two kilograms a day, and at least sixty yuan a month. It's a thousand yuan a year. You're enough to buy two pigs. This is not the money for the refrigerator." Zhang Qigao must have calculated it privately.

When Zhang Jiwang heard this, he shook his head, "Then forget it. I think it would be possible to seal the meat in a jar and put it in the well for a few more days. Besides, if Lao Jiu often kills pigs in the future, why buy so much meat at a time?"

The electricity in rural areas is only sent to the substation. When the substation comes out, the loss on the line must be spread equally to the villagers. In addition, the electricity meter of the camp electrician and the salary for collecting electricity bills must also be derived from the villagers' electricity bills. In this way, the villagers' electricity bills will be more than one yuan at a time. Some families are poor and even use kerosene lamps.

"We in Meiziao have a refrigerator for Pingjia. There are so many employees in the tea factory, it is inconvenient to have no freezer." Zhang Laojiu looked up and said.

"This is reasonable. If Youping wants to buy a refrigerator, he will never buy many of them." Zhang Jiawang also nodded.

Dingling, Zhang Yaohua rode his bike to Lao Jiu's yard.

"Beggar, everyone was just saying that you asked your family to buy a refrigerator as soon as possible. With a refrigerator, you can eat meat every day. There are popsicles to eat in summer." Zhang Qigao said loudly.

"My mother said, let my father go to the county to buy it in two days. There will be a refrigerator in two days. From now on, there will be meat in the tea factory canteen every day." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Beggar, ask your parents when they will make bamboo tubes again, and they will wait to go to your tea factory to eat meat." Zhang Jiwang said with a smile.

"Grandpa Jiwang, your family's money is filled with clay pots and buried under the bed. Are you still afraid of not having meat to eat?" Zhang Yaohua said with a smile.

"Boy, when did you know that my family's money was buried under the bed? Could it be that you found it when you hid under my bed?" Zhang Jiwang didn't understand how Zhang Yaohua knew that his family's money was hidden in the cave under the bed, and the soil under the bed was photographed tightly and could not be seen at all without careful attention. Moreover, when Zhang Jiwang buried his money, he would not move for a short time. Even if others hid under the bed, they would not find this secret.

"When I passed by your house that day, I heard Grandma Hongying tell you whether the money under the bed should be dug out and dried, so that the money would not be moldy." Zhang Yaohua smiled.

"Uncle Jiwang, your family really needs it, the money is getting moldy." Zhang Dayun also walked in from outside.

"Dayun is here too?" Zhang Jiwang was very surprised. Zhang Dayun's family was so poor that they probably had no money to make meat.

"My mother's eyes are just right. I want to weigh some meat and let her parents taste it. I have eaten meat during the Chinese New Year." Zhang Dayun grinned.

"You don't know that Dayun earns no less money this year than any of us. The tea factory has a share of Dayun's share in everything. Youping and his wife also take special care of Dayun. Dayun does the most work. Now the third aunt has good eyes and Uncle Wanlai's feet are also on the way. Dayun's family's life will get better and better in the future. There are also teas in Dayun Tea Mountain that grows very fast, and you should be able to pick tea next year. In the future, Dayun will not be worse than others." Zhang Qigao said.

"Thanks to beggar, my father's rheumatism has been cured, and my legs were almost cured. Now I can do things with peace of mind." Zhang Dayun cried emotionally.

"Dayun finally survived, and his life will get better and better in the future. I have also gone to several villages around these days to make a good trip. I will definitely find a beautiful and virtuous girl for you. I will definitely be a beautiful and virtuous girl." Zhang Jiwang often travels around the country, and he is a village-clear person who has a good girl in his family. He also has something to do with Zhang Jiaohua's family. Liu Qiaoye was the one who searched for Zhang Youping when Zhang Jiwang was working in Fengshui Bridge.

"Dayun, hurry up and invite Uncle Jiwang back, and you will be ready for good wine and food. Please make sure Uncle Jiwang will work hard to find a good girl for you." Zhang Qigao said with a smile.

"If you have to, please don't have to, Uncle Jiwang, I'll go to my house to drink later. I'll go to Uncle Yi's house to make a pot of wine." Zhang Dayun was also a cheerful person.

Zhang Jiwang laughed and said, "You want to send me a pot of wine? But it's not that easy. Forget it today, I also weighed meat from my own family today. It's not easy for your parents to pull you up. You are also a kind and righteous child, because your parents are still bachelors. If a filial son like you is single for the rest of your life, unless God is blind. Don't worry, I'll find a suitable one for you, and I'll find someone."

"Uncle Jiwang, I'm not in a hurry!" Zhang Dayun smiled silly.

"Dayun, you haven't tasted it yet. When you want your wife to taste it in the future, do you see if you are still anxious?" Zhang Qigao said with a smile.

At this time, Zhang Laojiu had already opened the pork, "Beggar, do you want to weigh a lot of meat in your family?"

"I don't know either. Didn't my mother tell Aunt Guifeng?" Zhang Yaohua didn't know that Zhang Laojiu was asking Beihua on purpose, just to see Beihua's reaction.

"Then should you weigh more or less?" Zhang Laojiu asked again.

"Just eat enough, otherwise the rest will be used to smoke bacon? There is a rack of bacon hanging on my stove." Zhang Yaohua didn't argue too much, just because he was greedy and wanted to eat meat.

At first I was worried that such a big pig would not be sold out, but I didn’t expect that in the village, you would sell a pound of one pound of one pound, and Meiziao alone would be sold out a small amount. If the meat was added by Zhang Jiaohua’s family, more than half of it had been removed. There were still several groups that had not been called meat. When the other groups rushed over, the pork from Zhang Laojiu’s family was sold out all at once, and in the end there were still late, so naturally they didn’t catch up. Meizitang was indeed different from before, and life gradually changed.
Chapter completed!