When a woman shouted loudly from the pork shop in the distance, Mrs. Yourong realized that all her worries were unnecessary.
Her sister is still the same.
The appearance changes, the accent changes, but the friendship between sisters remains the same.
"Ruoruo, is it really you?"
Rongcheng and Zhangjiazhuang are separated by several mountains.
In this era of underdeveloped transportation, a big mountain is enough to completely cut off family ties.
Under the pork stall, a stocky woman rolled up her sleeves to close the stall, and then she saw a familiar face.
No matter what Rong becomes, the familiarity between relatives is enough to identify people at a glance.
"You are still slim and slender, but your sister has become fat and round!"
The woman laughed at herself, and her words instantly made Mrs. Yourong no longer worried.
"sister!"
Yourong called out and smiled happily for a moment.
She ignored the woman's greasy hands and grabbed her tightly.
"Back then, I asked you to go to the tofu shop, and my sister was in charge of the pork shop. It was better for you to run away to the mountains and live freely. My sister had no tofu to eat, so she had to eat the endless rotten pork every day!"
The woman's surname is Rong Mingli, and she is Zhang Xuezhou's biological aunt.
Rong Li's introduction also let Zhang Xuezhou know what a wealthy family in the city is.
It's not that he looks down on pork sellers, it's just that this kind of wealthy family is a little different from Zhang Xuezhou's imagination.
"Don't underestimate the business of selling meat. Anyone who can sell meat in a fixed place in the city has some ruthless methods, and he doesn't have much ability to survive." Zhang Zhong said in a low voice: "I kidnapped your mother and ran away.
Your aunt chased me for more than thirty miles with a butcher's knife!"
"Then you really have an unforgettable time!"
Zhang Xuezhou hissed, and Zhang Zhong immediately met Rong Li there.
Before Rong Li could get angry, Zhang Zhong pushed Zhang Xuezhou to the front.
"Sister, take a look at your nephew, he looks handsome!" Zhang Zhong said flatteringly.
"Is this my eldest nephew? Fortunately, he didn't follow your appearance!"
Rong Li was close to You Rong, but not so kind to Zhang Zhong, but she finally didn't get into a fight with a butcher's knife.
"My nephew is so handsome, tall and fair, that the big girls in the city will get lovesick when they see you!"
Rong Li looked at Zhang Xuezhou carefully and was satisfied when she saw that Zhang Xuezhou did not shy away from her greasy hands.
Character is known in detail. Her nephew has a good character and is still connected to her by blood.
"Let's go, let's close the stall, let's go home!"
Rong Li didn't ask anything about it and started to hold Zhang Xuezhou's hand to lead the way.
"Your parents probably never mentioned to you that our Rong family has been killing pigs in Chengdu for generations. As long as you follow your aunt, your aunt will take care of you and spread the pork in the land south of the city!"
Rong Li stretched out her hand and pulled Zhang Xuezhou's right hand. She felt that although Zhang Xuezhou's arm was white, the strength contained in it was not weak.
If Zhang Xuezhou was in charge, he would definitely be able to kill and skin a pig by himself.
She just felt that Zhang Xuezhou was a good choice for killing pigs, so she immediately arranged Zhang Xuezhou's escape route.
"Auntie, I still want to study and learn calligraphy," Zhang Xuezhou muttered.
"You can read whatever books you want to learn. Those poor people who know a few words, but can't even afford meat every day, are so hungry that they are reduced to ribs. My aunt tells you that there is no future in studying, so killing pigs is the only way to be safe!"
Rong Li's advice was sincere, and she had obviously seen too many poor scholars scratching their heads at pork stalls.
After seeing so many things, Rong Li didn't think much of reading.
Most likely, those who do well will become a teacher in the future and continue to teach those poor scholars, squeezing out the little surplus food left in their families.
There are thousands of roads, but studying and gaining fame leads to a dead end.
In this city of Chengdu, there are many young people who want to become marquises and prime ministers, but there have never been any high officials in Chengdu.
Seeing the scholars change one after another, and many of them living in poverty, Rong Li did not want Zhang Xuezhou to go through such a painful path.
"We, the Han Dynasty, want to gain fame, but we can't do it without some backers." Rong Li said: "Just like when we opened this pork shop, we relied on our prestige over the years, so no one came to open the pork stall. I think back then
Your grandpa was carrying a butcher's knife. He chased Wang Er's gang of gangsters for three streets to suppress the situation. If you want fame and fame, you need someone with status to help you suppress the situation. Otherwise, you won't be able to secure the fame. Sooner or later, you will be defeated.
People are the scapegoats!”
"Okay, Auntie, I will kill the pig with you tomorrow. Let me tell you, I can tell the weight of the meat very accurately. I can tell how much the meat weighs just by weighing it in my hand!"
Zhang Xuezhou changed his tune very quickly, which made Rong Li very happy for a while.
"I just said that our Rong family has been killing pigs for generations. How can we produce a nerd? You are indeed a pig-killing material!"
Rong Li was overjoyed and pulled Zhang Xuezhou for five miles before pointing forward.
"Look, that's our house!"
The Rong family's house in Rongcheng is not very big, but it occupies an area of more than 500 square meters. The courtyard of the house looks extremely heavy.
Comparing the housing in the school district in reality and thinking about the civil housing in Zhangjiazhuang, Zhang Xuezhou had to admit that the Rong family was indeed well-off, with a huge accumulation of ancestral property passed down from generation to generation.
"Our family just doesn't live up to expectations. It would be much easier if we had two or three boys!"
Rong Li strode into the house, and immediately a middle-aged man with a pretty face walked out.
"Lili, you are back, what is..." the man asked.
"This is the second sister, that is your brother-in-law, and this is your nephew," Rong Li said, "Where is the new baby? Are you drawing talismans there again?"
"Mom, what I do is painting, which is a very advanced skill!"
In the house, a helpless voice sounded, and another young man of similar age to Zhang Xuezhou walked out of the house.
"I know how to paint all day long, and I haven't seen what success you have in painting." Rong Li said dissatisfied: "You don't know how expensive your canvas is. You and your cousin will learn how to kill pigs with me tomorrow.
See how many kilograms of pork I have to sell to buy a canvas for you!"
"Oh, mother, it's just a few canvases, how can our family be so poor at painting!" the young man argued.
"I shouldn't have let a nerd like your father marry me and give birth to a loser like you!"
Rong Li lectured the middle-aged man so much that he didn't even dare to say anything. He just kept winking at the young man, hoping to start a fight and not lead to him.
"Hahaha, this is my cousin?"
After winking several times in a row, the young man finally reacted and started to pull Zhang Xuezhou and others, which finally brought harmony to the family.
"No wonder my aunt always recommends killing pigs!"
Zhang Xuezhou realized later that if no one took over, the Rong family's pig-killing business would have to change.
With Rong Tianding’s experience, it’s no wonder that Rong Li has a big prejudice against reading.
But Zhang Xuezhou really wanted to learn some of the unique culture created in his dreams.
When he looked at the uncle who had joined Rong's family, he felt that he had found a free teacher. This chapter has been completed!