, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "But we are not hungry, and we are living a better life. We eat spicy food every now and then, and we even catch a piglet and bring it home!"
"You are jealous, jealous, and unwilling to give in."
"You want to use this matter to force us to tell you how to make money? Right?"
"Well, I won't hide it. We are aboveboard and have nothing to hide!"
Yang Ruoqing put down the empty bucket in her hand, turned around and faced everyone, and said loudly: "Our family does tofu business with restaurants in the town. My father weaves thatch and willow and sells it for money."
"The money we paid for catching the piglets was earned bit by bit by ourselves. Half of the money we owe is still unpaid, and that's because the enthusiastic Uncle Chang Geng and Aunt Guihua acted as guarantees!"
"We didn't sell the land, sir, you can put your heart back in your belly!"
"That's right, we are the guarantee. We will pay it back later when the piglet grows up and the money is sold!"
Seeing Yang Ruoqing take the initiative to explain, Chang Geng also stood up and spoke loudly.
The stone in Lao Yang's heart was finally moved away.
Old Yangtou knew what Chang Geng was like.
He is also a simple and honest man who cannot tell lies, just like Daniel and Lao San!
Old Yangtou let out a long sigh of relief, and his tone became more relaxed.
He said to everyone: "Our ancestors, the old Yang family, were small landowners, and the family property has gone downhill since my father's generation. It was only in my hands that we reorganized about 20 acres."
"The field is the root of our old Yang family. I care too much about this root. I am afraid that someone under my feet will break the root due to the power in front of me. I just got anxious. Don't be surprised!"
Old Sun turned away, and everyone else ignored him. Even the good old lady Sun pursed her lips and turned away.
"Looking at the shape of their legs, feet, body shape and hair, these three piglets are not bad. Feed them well. By the time of the Chinese New Year, they will have gained weight. By then, if you kill one of them for the Chinese New Year, you will be able to eat meat!" Old Yangtou said again! .
This time, no one paid any attention to him, and Yang Ruoqing even snorted.
Old Yang pursed his lips. He knew that he was no longer welcome. He praised the little piggy a few more times, then turned and returned to the front yard.
Mrs. Tan made no sound from the beginning to the end. When Old Yang turned around, she followed suit.
Yang Huaming winked at Ms. Liu, Ms. Liu nodded, and Yang Huaming immediately chased Old Yangtou and the others away.
The entrance to the kitchen in the front yard.
Yang Huaming blocked Tan's way.
"Old Si, why are you blocking my way?" asked Tan.
"Mom, why were you silent just now?" Yang Huaming said.
"I have nothing to say!" Tan said.
As long as the third bedroom doesn't occupy the pigsty of Lao Yang's house, everything else is easy to negotiate!
Yang Huaming added: "Mom, Sanfang caught three pigs in one go. When the three pigs grow up, won't they get paid by selling their meat for money?"
"It's their business whether to send it or not, it has nothing to do with us!" Ms. Tan waved her hand.
"Mom, this can't be done. They are so unfilial. They are clamoring to separate and live a different life while you and dad are still here. Such unfilial people should live a hard life!" Yang Huaming said.
Mrs. Tan stopped biting, her fourth son's words reaching her heart.
"Then what can we do? Fat girl knows how to make tofu, but we can't, so she should earn the money!" Tan said angrily.
Yang Huaming rolled his eyes, "Making tofu, don't worry, Mom, we will do it soon!"
"What?"
"Don't leak the secret. Mother will naturally understand it in the future." Yang Huaming said in a low voice.
"Mom, right now, I think we have to tell the third brother and the third sister-in-law that the little piglets they caught have grown up and they have to honor one of us!"
Tan was surprised, then shook his head.
"Fourth brother, it's not that my mother didn't tell me, today's third house is not what it used to be. With a fat girl here, let alone honor a pig, we don't even think about a pig hair!"
"Then you have to fight with dad and use your elders to suppress him!" Yang Huaming came up with an idea.
"What the hell! This fat girl is invulnerable, and you are a master who doesn't take soft or hard advice!" said Tan.
"What should we do? Just watch them raise pigs to make a fortune?" Yang Huaming became even more anxious.
"Humph, make a fortune?" Tan sneered.
"Whether the little piggy can be raised is another question! The grain in their fields will not be put into the warehouse until the wheat is harvested in April or May tomorrow, and the rice will not go into the warehouse until July."
Mrs. Tan spread her fingers and calculated the account with Yang Huaming.
"For more than ten months, they had to buy and sell rice to survive."
"Fourth brother, think about it. After eating, drinking, eating and drinking for five people, and the money earned from selling tofu, is there anything left?"
"Those three pigs are getting bigger and bigger every day, and their appetites are getting bigger and bigger every day. They can't afford them at all!" Tan said firmly.
She continued with pride on her face: "It's not like us. We have rice, grain, flour, and a sack full of rice bran in the storehouse! When spring comes, the wife and children at home go to the fields and woods. Once you dig into it, you will dig up a pile of wild vegetables, pigs and grass. This is the foundation a pig farmer should have!"
Yang Huaming's eyes lit up.
Hear Tan continue: "When we allotted paddy fields to them, I noticed that the two acres of paddy fields allocated to them were not sown with safflower seeds. The paddy fields we left were all sown."
"When spring comes, the safflower seeds in our fields can be harvested and fed to our pigs, but they don't even have any shit!"
"That thing about pigs, your mother and I have been raising her all my life, and I am very familiar with them."
"Not only do you get fat when you're hungry, but you still get sick all the time. When you get sick, if the medicine doesn't work, you'll just have to wait for death!"
Tan's words were so drooling that Yang Huaming listened with rapt attention.
"There are some things that you don't understand, Fourth, but my mother does."
Mrs. Tan licked the corner of her mouth and continued: "The three piglets captured by the third room are probably just for cheap, and two of them are still little boars."
"The little boar will grow to around 40 to 50 pounds and needs to be castrated."
"For a little boar, castration is like a journey through hell! If it's not done right, it will die!"
"Ah, so there are still ways to raise pigs? Mom, you are really amazing. No wonder you were not in a hurry when you saw those three pigs just now!" Yang Huaming flattered.
Mrs. Tan smiled with satisfaction: "I'm not in a hurry. Their piglets have to be raised to be big. From my point of view, if you can pull a big one, that's good!"
Yang Huaming also gritted his teeth: "It would be better if they all die. It would be better if they even invest in the cost of catching the pigs!"
Mrs. Tan sneered: "Humph, if you really want to do that, you don't care about our business! There are two big pigs in our pig pen, one will be sold in a month or so, and there is a smaller one that will be raised until the Chinese New Year. By killing the meat, we can all have a prosperous New Year this year!”
"Mom is still awesome and knows how to plan. She manages a family in a clear and logical manner!"
The flattery followed Mr. Tan to the east room...
