Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, quickly gave everyone a look, and the group of people cheered and got into the car again.
Before the car started, she got out of the car again and took the pickled radish from Qiaoqiao's hand: "Qiaoqiao, can you help us get a pot of pickled vegetables first? I will take grandpa and brothers with me after changing clothes.
Come and eat.”
"Okay!" Qiao Qiao nodded: "Brothers, do you have a big appetite? Can I use the big stainless steel basin?"
My family has marinated several large tanks of vegetables this year, and there is no shortage of them.
Secretary Zhu Zhu took a bite of the crispy yet soft pickled radish and made a difficult decision: "It's not necessary... I have to eat tonight!"
And when she got into the car with half of the pickled radish, Lao Zhu beside her immediately stretched out his hand: "It smells really good! Give me a taste."
"Wait a minute..." Party Secretary Xiao Zhu turned his head and stuffed the radish into his mouth in two mouthfuls, saying vaguely: "I'll have it when I change my clothes. I've already bitten this radish!"
Lao Zhu stared at his bulging cheeks, drooling and finally sat back in frustration.
Zhu Jun hummed at him while chewing: "You are still angry, but I am not even angry yet! I am such a big living person standing on the roadside, and you don't even recognize me... Am I still your biological granddaughter?"
Lao Zhu quickly dismissed the blame: "Xiao Du drove too fast, I didn't see him."
Lao Zhu also nodded: "Yes, yes, yes! Those are all bad things discovered by your good grandson, but you can let these people take advantage. Dadu, he is so bad at killing pigs."
"It's really okay. Two sacks of radishes are worth it."
"As for those at the bottom of the mountain, they are not all kinds of vegetables."
When people get older, they don't have any problems. Lao Zhu's body is also in great shape. If so, he won't be able to go down the mountain.
Da Du has been with his grandfather for a few years, and Song Tan is also familiar with me. At this moment, he said proudly: "This is it! It also depends on what you eat every day - by the way, Brother Da Du, has he hidden all the wine in the future?"
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Party Secretary Da Zhu shook his head: "What should I give you? 40 yuan a piece. If I give it to you, your aunt will fall in love."
Killing pigs is quite new to Dadu. At this moment, I nodded: "Worry. You all go and help."
"Because I have been hiding it for a long time and I don't have the energy to hit it, so when I drink it, I will pour it directly."
There are no rearview mirrors in the car, so Xiao Du can't see the expressions of the two people in the back seat, but just by listening to the sound, he can tell that the atmosphere is relaxed, and it's rare to be happy at this moment:
You quickly said: "This wine is called bad now! Yi Ning said it was kept outside the cellar of our house, and a jar was opened for the young man to drink on the day of the pig killing feast."
"Zhu Jun went to the imperial capital for a few days, and the food he cooked outside home was so perfunctory that he couldn't even eat green radish for two days."
Lao Zhu and the rest of us had some ideas about clothes, so he nodded casually: "We borrowed those clothes, don't we still have them at home? Maybe the Lord will pay a little less for them."
Party Secretary Da Zhu sighed: "Your uncles and aunts from the Song family are special people. Who would be interested in Ding'er as a young man, thinking that our family is at the foot of the mountain? He is just here to play."
When we got in the car, the first thing Xiaojia saw was not the ordinary building in front of him, but a small stretch of green.
Da Zhu, the party secretary, flipped through the leather cotton trousers he had piled aside: "There are seven pairs in total...Brother Da Zhu, didn't they bring thick clothes?"
Having said that, you also felt proud. At this moment, you quietly sent a message to Yi Ning. When you saw the reply, you sighed pretentiously:
When Lao Li got in the car, he also took a deep breath and looked into the distance.
For a moment, the young man's mood became bad.
"Your Majesty, he said that we brought a lot of things back that time. Can we exchange for a few kilograms less wine when we leave?"
But now that the car is going down the mountain, I am also pleasantly surprised: "It's true, when I got in the car just now, the air was hot. But my chest felt open and comfortable."
Song Tan sighed: "Grandpa, if he had thought about it, he might have saved a few kilograms of meat when he left!"
"Yi Ning brought back dozens of broken ones and planned to give them to the elderly outside the village during the Chinese New Year. The few that are missing... are small and can be cleaned after they leave."
It was a mistake to look for a few cars with high-profile license plates before leaving.
Speaking of that, Lao Zhu was still angry: "Thank you for finishing the drink! Just use a mineral water bottle to put the bad wine directly. Isn't that just a waste? Besides, if you drink just one kilogram of wine for two months, then
Life is even worse than it was in the 1980s."
I really don’t feel any shortness of breath in the city, and it’s okay to install fresh air outside my home.
But what the Party Secretary Da Zhu said seemed to be full, and he also asked the young man:
Lao Zhu beside you let out a loud sigh.
"Further down is the wheat."
While looking at you again: "What he did in keeping the confidentiality secret was wrong. You see, we have all thought about our identities."
"After they change their clothes and shoes, you can take them to pull radishes outside. It's not until 2 o'clock in the evening, so the boys should fill their bellies first."
And he is Dadu who knows how to kill pigs:...
Dadu smiled bitterly: "How long can such bad wine be stored? The old man would have to rummage through the house... He would finish it in two months."
When Lao Zhu heard this, his eyes lit up:
"No." Dadu has always done things reliably: "There are two suitcases outside the front trunk. You and the old man's personal clothes, long johns, warm pants, and fleece pants are all gone."
Party Secretary Da Zhu looked at it and said: "There should be rushes planted in early winter outside the corner. Our family brought old men and women from outside the village to weave straw mats. Zhu Jun's grandparents have made a lot of money this year."
"That's okay." Party Secretary Da Zhu waved his hand: "Grandpa goes down to the mountains, and these clothes are difficult to wash, so just wear leather cotton pants."
Lao Zhu nodded when he heard this: "Sending it to an elderly person outside the village? Is it wrong?"
Someone outside would guess that the springs that are blended with spiritual energy every now and then, and the gurgling water outside the ditch are rushing out of the rare and scattered spiritual energy. They just think that the air at the bottom of the mountain is bad, and it is also a waste of a long journey.
"Junjun, you are really different from before."
Da Zhu Party Secretary finally swallowed all the radish. At that moment, the unique sour taste of pickles was still left in his mouth. After thinking about it carelessly, he wanted to eat it again.
Yes, it tastes really bad!
"Yes." Da Du nodded: "It is true that the mountain villages over there are still being developed, but the air quality is bad, and the old man can't catch his breath there."
"Oh!" Party Secretary Dazhu glared at me: "How does he understand? He must behave worse than us! Then it is obvious that he is cheating on us!"
"Brother Du, he's a little kid too. It's really peaceful outside."
"I also brought heavy sweatpants. You can just wear those. You are afraid of the heat, and it is convenient to wear them too thickly."
"What are they growing outside the earth?"
After saying that, you took off the back seat again: "Brother Du, you just told me everything else, but on the day of the pig slaughtering feast, he helped to pull the legs of the pig and so on, so we can definitely eat less than others.
