As soon as the four people returned to the cave, they immediately caused a sensation.
The women and children who stayed behind looked at the red and white fat meat in the basin, as if they had smelled the aroma of the meat, and began to swallow their saliva unconsciously.
Yang Cuilian, who was in charge of cooking today, said in surprise: "Brother Song, why did you buy so much pork? Did the village chief ask you to buy it?"
Song Jin shook his head and said with a smile: "Today is my mother's birthday. I thought about escaping for a few months and finally settled down, so I bought these pork to celebrate my mother's birthday and save some fat for everyone's belly.
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This was an excuse that the three brothers had thought up halfway, so that no one would think the Song family was being taken advantage of, nor would they think the Song family was rich enough to treat the whole village to meat.
"It turns out it's my aunt's birthday... Ouch, I'm really blessed by my aunt today, everyone is so happy~" Several women were very happy, and they said their nice words as if they were free of charge.
The three brothers of the Song family agreed with a smile, and asked them to clean up the pork carefully, cook it at noon and give everyone a share, and then went down the mountain to work on the homestead.
Song Xixi put away the venison he brought back and went with him.
There was no chopping board in the cave, so with the help of others, Yang Cuilian took a kitchen knife and divided the pork into several large pieces.
Most of the thick meat fat is cut off and used to boil lard. The remaining fat and lean meat are cut into thin and even pieces, which are then directly fried in a pot. Add some salt and dried wild vegetables to make a good meat dish.
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"These three brothers are so generous. Even if they are celebrating my aunt's birthday, they don't need to buy so much. I'm afraid it will cost more than 200 yuan!" A woman sighed to Yang Cuilian while washing the pot.
"I guess it was because there were so many of us that we were afraid that we wouldn't be able to get enough points so we decided to buy it." Yang Cuilian neatly took out the dried wild vegetables, poured more than half of the pot into the pot, filled it with water and soaked it.
The woman said mysteriously: "You were not in our village before, so you didn't know how well my aunt lived. Then you found out that the three sons spent a lot of money to buy pork to celebrate her birthday, so you might have yelled at the three brothers."
Yang Cuilian was stunned: "No, it can't be?"
The woman winked: "This pork is all for their own consumption. Of course Auntie won't say anything, but most of the meat will go into our stomachs. It's strange that Auntie doesn't feel bad."
Yang Cuilian glanced at her and said with a smile: "With so much pork, let alone my aunt, I would feel bad for it. Now I owe money to the government. How can I afford it if I don't know how to live?"
The woman was a little unhappy, but knew that what she said was reasonable, so she ended the topic hastily.
Yang Cuilian looked at the cut fat in the basin, shook her head, picked it up and poured it into the hot pot to boil the lard.
"You prodigal things, I will beat you to death today!"
In the busy house, Zhang Xiaomei suddenly roared, picked up the pole and threw it at the three brothers of the Song family.
The others were startled by the loud voice. When they looked up, they saw Zhang Xiaomei chasing her three sons, and they all looked confused.
The three brothers of the Song family ran away with their heads in their hands, but they did not forget to turn around and advise: "Mom, don't be angry, don't make yourself so angry!"
When Zhang Xiaomei heard this, she became even more angry: "If I don't beat you to the ground today, I will take your surname!"
With that said, he jumped up and hit Song Cai who was nearest.
When several old ladies who were nearby saw that she was really beating her, they hurriedly left their work and ran up to stop her: "Old girl, if you have something to say, say it well and say it well. Such a beating will break the child."
Zhang Xiaomei was furious, but a few old ladies could not stop her: "Stop it, or they will be angry to death sooner or later!"
Song Cai and the other three complained endlessly. When they did not stop their daughter (niece) from buying pork, they expected to be beaten.
Song Xixi, who was a step behind, rushed up and grabbed the pole in her hand: "Grandma, this was my idea, don't blame uncle and the others."
Zhang Xiaomei stopped and stared at her suspiciously: "Is this really your idea?"
Song Xixi said bravely: "Uncle and the others would not dare to do this without your consent."
Zhang Xiaomei put down her pole, her anger still lingering on her face: "You are young and ignorant, but they are all fathers. They don't know that if you stop you, you should be beaten to make them remember!"
Song Xixi breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and admitted her mistake: "I didn't listen to advice, it's none of my uncle's business."
After thinking for a while, she added in a low voice: "The deer I hunted today was sold for eight taels of silver. I thought that our house was built and we didn't even celebrate it properly, so I bought a large piece of pork. If I had known that grandma would
If you get angry, I won’t buy anything you say.”
After listening to her granddaughter's explanation, Zhang Xiaomei's expression softened: "It's not that grandma didn't let you buy it, it's that you bought too much, so much that people thought our family had a mountain of gold and silver."
Under Song Cai's guidance, Song Xixi already knew that what she had done was wrong, and she admitted her mistake again.
It is true that her mind has not completely changed, and she is still stuck in her previous life of abundant material. She never thought that sharing more than ten kilograms of pork with others would be outrageous when her stomach is not full.
The granddaughter was still young, so Zhang Xiaomei didn't hold on to her. She was thinking that her granddaughter had earned another eight taels of silver today. She once again glared with disgust at her three sons who dared not approach her.
I raised you three useless things!"
The three brothers of the Song family had been disliked since childhood, but they did not feel sad. They came over shamelessly and coaxed: "Mom is so capable. No matter how capable we are, we can't compare to you!"
Zhang Xiaomei couldn't bear to look directly and turned her head, not wanting to see these three stupid faces.
Seeing that she had lost her temper, the old ladies who had stopped her just now asked curiously: "What did those three brothers do to make you so angry?"
Zhang Xiaomei opened her mouth and said: "It's getting colder and colder today. We don't even have thick clothes at home, so I gave them money and asked them to go to the town to pull some thick pieces of cloth. Who would have thought that these scoundrels don't even have a piece of cloth?"
I didn’t buy it, I just used it to buy pork, saying it was to celebrate my birthday... Do you think we should fight this wasteful thing?"
Several old ladies felt their fists harden when they heard this: "Yes!"
Zhang Xiaomei sighed: "Oh, I have already bought them all. I am afraid they have been cooked by now! Remember to eat more later. I heard that the fat alone is two inches thick. Such good pork is rare.
Encountered once."
The eyes of several old ladies lit up, and they retorted with praise: "Hey, old girl, you are so lucky. Look at how filial these three children are. Even if they know they are going to be beaten, they still buy meat for you to eat. How can we?"
An old woman doesn’t have such a good life!”
Song Xixi was stunned and amazed: What is emotional intelligence? This is it!