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042: Prodigal son

Wang Lanhua secretly rubbed her back teeth, lowered her head and continued to scrub the pig intestines in the basin. From an angle that Yun Yongcheng couldn't see, the expression on her face was a little ferocious.

Yun Yongcheng was a big boy now and didn't understand women's thoughts at all. After handing the smelly pig intestines to Wang Lanhua, he turned around and walked out.

He had to carry out the pig-killing water in his waist basin and pour it out, so he had no time to help Wang Lanhua.

In order to maintain her reputation as hardworking and gentle, Wang Lanhua, under the guidance of Mei Cuiping, bit the bullet and cleaned a cage of smelly pig intestines.

When eating pig-killing rice for lunch, Wang Lanhua's face looked pale, she couldn't eat a piece of meat, and her head was filled with sticky pig manure.

"I'm full, Auntie, Director Xu, please eat slowly."

Mei Cuiping saw that she basically didn't move her chopsticks.

"Lanhua, I see you haven't moved your chopsticks much. Are you feeling unwell?"

Wang Lanhua moved the corners of her mouth and smiled reluctantly.

"Aunt, I'm fine."

"Grandma, Aunt Wang may want to lose weight."

Yun Mian chewed the fragrant pork in his mouth and spoke with unclear words.

But Xu Yaqing understood and smiled and said: "Yes, girls nowadays regard thinness as beauty. Those girls in the city are as skinny as ribs and they are still shouting about losing weight. Lanhua and Yongcheng are getting married soon.

, I’m afraid I want to lose weight and become a beautiful bride.”

After hearing what Xu Yaqing said, Mei Cuiping stopped talking and withdrew her caring eyes from Wang Lanhua.

People in Lao Wang's family have no time to talk to Wang Lanhua now.

"Xiaojun eats."

Zhang Ruhua's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law kept putting meat into the bowl in front of Wang Xiaojun, for fear that the little fat man would not be full.

Wang Lanhua was so angry that she ran to the door of Lao Yun's yard with red eyes. After blowing in the wind for a while, she felt a little better.

After eating pig-killing rice, when the village cadre and his three uncles were about to leave, Yun Aiguo kept them and then told Yun Yongcheng: "Yongcheng, hurry up and cut some pieces of meat in the house, and ask a few cadres to follow

Your three uncles will take them back."

"It's been cut. I'll go get it from the house right now."

Yun Yongcheng entered the house, and a moment later he saw him coming out of the house carrying several pieces of meat in one hand.

Several village officials and three uncles collected the pork and remembered the kindness of Lao Yun's family.

Before leaving, Yun Jianhua, the village party secretary, said to Yun Yongcheng: "Yongcheng, I still say the same thing, if you have any difficulties, just come to our village cadres. If we can help, we will do our best."

"Uncle, aunt, three great-grandfathers, goodbye."

Yun Mian followed Yun Yongcheng like a little tail. As Yun Yongcheng sent several village cadres and three uncles away, she waved her little fat paws hard, with two paws on her pink cheeks.

Qianqian's pear vortex is round and her little tiger teeth are also exposed, which is super cute.

Xu Yaqing looked back at her and saw her painful look. She couldn't help but stop and turn around to touch her soft hair.

"Mianmian, I'll go to my aunt's house with Uncle Yun when I have time. I have an older brother and a wooden horse."

"Um."

Yun Mian nodded heavily, imitating an ordinary child's expression of fascination.

"Yongcheng, how many kilograms of meat did you cut for each of the village cadres and three uncles?"

Just seeing Yun Yongcheng handing the pork to the hands of the village cadre and the three uncles, Zhang Ruhua's heart twitched with pain. The village cadre and the three uncles left, and she couldn't wait to ask.

Yun Yongcheng glanced at her and replied: "Five pounds per person."

Upon hearing this number, Zhang Ruhua almost blurted out the words "prodigal son".

Nine village cadres, plus three uncles, a total of twelve people, each weighing five kilograms, that is sixty kilograms of meat.

Wouldn't it be better to give these 60 pounds of pork to Lao Wang's family?


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