The piglets grow very fast, almost every day, and gradually they can eat anything.

Wang Ying was still thinking about the swill in the canteen, and wanted to find an opportunity today to talk to the manager about it.

There is no heavy work in the canteen. Wang Ying is a brick in the canteen. She moves it wherever it is needed. When it is time to pick and wash vegetables, she helps pick and wash vegetables. When it is time to steam the steamed buns, she helps knead the ingredients.

Not long after I started working, the vegetable deliveryman came with a basket of spinach and a basket of leeks. In the spring, vegetables grow quickly, especially spinach, which would grow moss after a few days. After picking up the vegetables, Wang Ying and her colleagues

They gathered around and quickly picked the leeks. They looked fresh. Xiao Wang was full of praise and waved the leeks in his hand to Wang Ying. "Sister-in-law, look at how good these leeks are. Chop some vermicelli, scramble some eggs, and wrap them up."

The vegetarian dumplings are so delicious.”

"Then, after saving nutrients all winter, wouldn't the first crop of leeks that pop up be delicious?" Wang Ying answered as his hands quickly removed the outermost dry leaves.

"Are you busy?" Pan Changfeng entered the room with a smile.

Perhaps because the people in the dry canteen are not lacking in nutrition, Pan Changfeng has a rich look, with a round face that is obviously full of meat, and his big belly, which is similar to that of a woman who is four or five months pregnant.

"The director is here." Everyone greeted Pan Changfeng one after another.

Wang Ying grabbed a handful of leeks and stood up quickly, "Director."

"Is something wrong?" Pan Changfeng paused and looked at Wang Ying.

This was Wang Ying's first time asking someone for help. She felt a little embarrassed and pursed her lips shyly, "Director, it's like this. I have two pigs at home. I would like to ask if you can give me the swill from our canteen in the future."

"At this point, she was afraid that Pan Changfeng would disagree, so she hurriedly said: "I promise to clean the swill bucket cleanly, and there will be no smell at all."

"Hey, I thought it was such a big deal, it's just a little thing." Pan Changfeng waved his hand happily, "You just have to tell him if you see him doing swill today."

"Hey! Thank you, director, thank you, director!" Wang Ying felt happy that the matter was solved so easily.

In the afternoon, Wang Ying was quite upset when she saw an old man coming to collect swill. While helping to tidy up the swill bucket, she carefully looked at the man's face, "Master, um..." Wang Ying swallowed, "I

Let me tell you, you don’t have to come here to drink swill tomorrow.”

"Okay."

Wang Ying kept waiting for the old man to ask why. She had already thought of what to say, but she didn't expect that his sentence of "Okay" would be unfinished.

Is the master angry? Wang Ying glanced at him several times, "Master, are you not angry?"

The old man smiled and said, "This little thing is worthy of being angry. That person will never live in this life again."

As long as he wasn't angry, Wang Ying felt relieved. He was just carrying the swill, so he came over to interfere, but Wang Ying was afraid that they would have objections.

The old man scooped the swill into the bucket he had brought. Wang Ying pulled the water pipe to help clean the swill bucket.

The matter in Wang Ying's family was quite big, and the old man came to pick up swill every day and heard about it. He deliberately comforted Wang Ying, brushed the swill bucket and said: "Man, you have experienced many things in this life, and it is all under God's control. Let us

As the local dialect says, it is fate. Everything in fate is destined. What kind of work you do and how long you live are all numbered."

When it comes to fate, Wang Ying has a deep feeling in his heart, "What you said makes sense, so people can't earn their lives, so they have to accept their fate."

"Yes, a person's life is long or short. No matter how long it takes, it's always the same day. So, my daughter, you have to be open-minded when things happen and live happily every day."

Hearing this, Wang Ying understood that this uncle was trying to forgive her, which made Wang Ying even more embarrassed. She said apologetically: "Actually, I just bought two pigs, and I want the swill to be fed to the pigs."

, I'm sorry, master, otherwise I won't want this swill, and you can continue to carry it tomorrow."

"Oh, look at what you said, I'm getting old, and my body can't stand coming here every day. I don't want to do it anymore. I originally thought that if I didn't come to carry the load, you would all waste it. Even though it would be swill,

It also contains food grown in spring and harvested in autumn. We old farmers know that farming is not easy and we don’t want to waste it, so we insist on carrying it every day. Now it’s fine, you can take it and I can rest peacefully."

I don't know if what the old man said is true, but looking at his stooped waist, gray hair and ridges on his face, he is indeed quite young.

"Then I'll thank you uncle."

Shi Ke now has a new job. When he gets home every day, instead of busy doing homework, he goes out with a basket to dig a basket of wild vegetables for the pigs and then comes back to write. This is what Zhang Jun wants. He doesn't like doing homework.

Just play, play enough, finish eating, and then finish the homework before going to bed.

When Shi Ke first came back, in order to be with Shi Ke, he came back from school every day and wrote homework with Shi Ke for a while. After a while, he fell back into his old ways and took a bunch of little brothers with him every day, even in the middle of winter.

Sweat all over.

Now Shi Ke went out to dig wild vegetables, and he followed him with a basket, saying it was for the chickens. It turned out that their family also raised pigs. Later, Cui Yunxiang thought it was too troublesome to raise pigs. After the pigs were released, they never raised them again, and the pig pens were also let go.

She became a chicken coop.

With the swill, the two little pigs fattened up faster and grew into half-sized pigs before their eyes.

The layout of their family courtyard is like this. It is built in a straight line according to the earth cliff. For safety reasons, it is not located directly under the earth cliff, but opposite to the earth cliff, in the empty space under the earth cliff.

The family members were not willing to leave them idle. Some started planting vegetables, and some raised poultry. Wang Ying originally also planted some vegetables, but he couldn't harvest much from the six or seven square meters of land.

Nowadays, pigs are raised. Pigs eat a lot, excrete a lot, and have a strong smell. Wang Ying is afraid that the neighbors will dislike it. The first thing he does when he gets up every morning is to clean the pig pen. The pig manure comes out and is piled in a corner.

I made an agreement with my neighbor who grows vegetables, and if anyone needs fertilizer, he will install it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a good product, and several neighboring households came to ask for it, but the supply exceeded demand.

The days go on like this, going to work, getting off work, taking care of the children and pigs, it’s ordinary and busy.

Shi Dayong has been gone for nearly a hundred days, and Wang Ying remembers every day clearly. A hundred days is a big day. In his hometown, people would fill the graves with soil on this day to offer sacrifices. Although they were far away, Shi Dayong's

The Hundred Days Festival cannot but be held.

Wang Ying went to the market and bought a lot of incense, candles and fire paper. After dinner in the evening, the whole family sat around the dining table and stacked ingots. Sacrificial ingots were also sold at the market, and there were bags full of them.

It sells for a few cents, but actually it doesn’t hold much inside. It’s all made by the store owner using fire paper. The folding method is also very simple. Wang Ying stood in front of the stall owner and watched it for a while, and he learned it. Not to mention that the stall owner saw Wang Ying.

Ying bought her so much fire paper and taught her how to fold it twice.

Wang Ying bought a lot of fire paper, and she didn't feel bad about spending the money at all. Her family was poor, and Dayong was busy with money every day when he was alive. She didn't want Dayong to be poor when he got there, so she wanted to burn a lot of money for Dayong so that he could live in peace.

Live a comfortable life there.

For those like them who are not in their hometown, the sacrifices are always done at the crossroads. After the sun goes down, Wang Ying puts everything into the bag. The ingot is light, and a big bag is not heavy. Wang Ying checks to see that nothing is missing.

After that, he was about to lead the four children out, "Mom, let's go."

"Go ahead, I'll look after the house." Sun Xiufang agreed, picked up a bag of gold ingots and walked outside together. After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Yingzi, Dayong likes to drink. You can bring him a bottle of wine."

Wang Ying patted the basket on her shoulder and said, "Mom, I can't forget it. I'll take it with me."

In their hometown, elders cannot offer sacrifices to younger ones, so Sun Xiufang could not participate in Dayong's 100-day memorial ceremony. She just sent Wang Yingniang and the other five to the gate, then closed the courtyard door and went back.

It was a great tragedy in life to lose a son in old age, and he was the most promising son. Sun Xiufang felt uncomfortable. When Wang Ying took the child out, she lay on the bed and cried for a while.

Carrying large burdens and small luggage, the five mothers arrived at the crossroads where they sent the luggage last time. Wang Ying first drew a circle on the roadside, leaving a small opening in the direction of his hometown, laid out everything, and lit incense candles.

Before he could say anything, tears started to flow, "Dayong." Wang Ying's lips trembled, "Are you okay over there? Today is your 100th day, so I brought the children to see you."

Wang Ying first lit the fire paper with his hometown address written on it, and then sprinkled the ingots on it, "Dayong, I've collected the money. These are the ingots we made by ourselves. Don't be reluctant to spend them after you receive them. You can't be as old as before over there."

It’s because I’m wronging myself.”

Sister Shi Ke followed her mother's example and sprinkled ingots on the fire one by one.

Just throwing money away like this is not enough. Wang Ying taught the children, "Keke, An'an, you have to tell daddy to collect the money, otherwise he won't be able to receive it."

"Oh." When Shi Ke spread out ingots, he would always say, "Daddy has collected the money, Dad has collected the money."

When An Anhe thought about it when he was older, they would do what their mother and sister did, and they all followed Niancai, "Dad collected the money, and we did it ourselves."

"Dayong, have you seen it?" Tears fell one after another, "The children are all sensible and now know how to help me with my work. Don't worry, your spirit in heaven will protect the children and keep them healthy and free from illness.

It’s okay if it’s a disaster.”

An An was still thinking about what Wang Ying said about Rourou, and she murmured: "Dad, we have two pigs at home, one is called Baiqiu and the other is called Heituan. You must protect them from getting sick and make them fat.

, raised to be strong, mother said, by the end of the year, our family will have a lot of meat to eat."

After the ingot was burned, Wang Ying opened the lid of the wine and sprinkled it in a circle. "I know you like to drink, so I brought it to you. I won't tell you this time. You can drink as much as you want."
Chapter completed!