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Chapter 35 Life is unsatisfactory, I want to raise pigs

 "It smells so good!"

"When did Shi Qin have this skill?"

The third uncle, Cheng Laifeng, put down the bamboo basket and muttered, while the third uncle, Li Guoshou, curled his lips. "What kind of craftsmanship? This is the smell of meat."

“Where did the meat come from?”

"Eighty percent of it was brought back by Guoxi and his son."

"Why did you bring back meat if you weren't going to participate in the competition?"

"Who knows, I'll just ask my mother later." After speaking, Li Guoshou also took a few glances at the kitchen, and it smelled really good.

Compared to the adults, who were more reserved, the little carrots had already gathered around the kitchen door. Li Qin and Li Ye even sucked their fingers.

"Brother Anle, why haven't you come yet?"

Li Hua glanced at Li Anle's house. It was thanks to Li Anle that a few of the little ones could eat yesterday's pork.

"Anle, it's time to eat."

Shi Qin was putting pork and stewed cabbage on his plate while shouting, "Guoxi, it's time to eat."

"Coming, coming."

Li Guoxi was rarely active in eating this time. He mainly ate too much at noon and didn't do much work all afternoon, so he still had food in his stomach, but Li Anle was a little hungry.

"Brother Anle."

Li Anle was surrounded by a group of radishes as soon as he came out. Li Anle was helpless due to the sequelae of yesterday's feeding. "Hurry up and eat. This one has meat."

"Hmm."

The little radishes were all very well-behaved. Listening to Brother Anle’s advice, they also had meat to eat, and even two little girls, Li Hua and Li Hong, who were seven or eight years old, were well-behaved.

"Everyone knows how to eat."

"Go, go, go."

"My dear grandson, eat more meat later."

Wang Xiulan waved her hands to a group of radishes, but then she smiled and told her good grandson Li Anle to eat more.

"Hmm."

"The food is here."

Shi Qin was carrying a large clay pot filled with braised pork, stewed cabbage and radish, which was really fragrant.

A group of radishes looked eagerly at the braised pork and cabbage on the table. Shi Qin didn't have any skills to speak of, so he mixed the cabbage with water and cut a few radish, poured the braised pork into the pot, covered the pot and stewed.

"Mom, why is there still meat?"

Li Guoshou came back from working in the pigsty and asked in surprise while placing his shovel. "What day is it today?"

"Dad, this is the meat brought back by my fourth uncle."

"Your fourth uncle?"

The sun has risen from the west. The fourth child brought meat home. Is there anything wrong with his ears?

"Wash your hands and eat quickly."

Liu Xia glared at Li Guolu and saw that the third child and his family were all holding pancakes and vegetables.

When Wang Xiulan wasn't paying attention, Cheng Laifeng took a pancake and filled it with half a piece of meat for each of her children.

"This meat is so rotten."

"That's right, this is stewed by the chef of the County Revolutionary Committee canteen."

Li Guoxi said with a proud look on his face. "Most people can make this stew. Let me tell you, I have personally seen it with half a catty of rock sugar added."

"No wonder it smells so good."

"Mom, Dad, please try it quickly. You can't eat it normally."

Li Guoxi has enough food in his stomach, so he won't be too hungry. In addition, it is rare for him to be in the limelight at home, so he is very proud.

"Okay, okay." It was a rare moment for the fourth son to be filial, and both Li Ermao and Wang Xiulan were very happy. "Eat them all, eat them all."

This is a lot of meat, a big solid portion, more than half a catty of meat.

"By the way, Fourth Brother, how about the Anle competition?"

Li Guolu ate a piece of meat, not to mention it was really bad. This guy didn't eat much, in fact, not at all. One piece for each person was pretty good. Fortunately, the cabbage and radish tasted very good when dipped in the broth, and it was rare to eat corn.

Pancakes.

How could Li Guolu be unhappy eating such good food?

"Not bad, third in the county."

"What?"

Li Guolu trembled with fright. He was ranked third in the county, what a good guy. "Really?"

"That's not the case."

Speaking of this, Li Guoxi was even more proud. "You haven't seen it. At that time, there were more than a hundred people participating in the competition. Secretary Guo didn't expect Anle to get the third place. He was so happy at the time that he didn't even wait to receive the prize.

I ran to call Secretary Han."

"Are there any prizes?"

Everyone was curious about what the third prize in the county was. Seeing everyone looking at him, Li Anle paused. "Actually, it's nothing, just a canvas bag."

"A few books."

"The commune didn't give you anything?"

Li Anle really didn't know what to look at when he looked at his father.

"Secretary Han from the commune approved two urea bags and several non-staple food stamps."

"Urea bag, is it the kind of urea bag that can be used for clothes?"

"Isn't that right? I said I was making a suit for Anle."

Good guy, a set of clothes requires more than ten feet of cloth, which is really amazing, not to mention the food stamps.

"The team plans to reward An Le with 100 work points."

Li Guoqing washed his hands and sat down and said.

"Why so little."

Li Guoxi frowned slightly, and even Li Anle was a little surprised. Logically speaking, Secretary Guo had already mentioned it, and the team wanted to express it. Li Dalong shouldn't just express it like this, it was too little.

"Uncle Dalong said that he told Secretary Guo about our house's tiles, and it will be approved in the next two days."

"Really?"

Now the whole family is excited. Although the tile houses are made of adobe, there are no more than five houses in Lijiapo, including the brigade captain, accountant, and several brigade cadres. This does not mean that everyone has no money and cannot afford the tiles.<

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There is no other way. Buying tiles has to be approved by the commune. In the past few years, the production of brick and tile kilns has been disrupted and destroyed. Only then has it recovered a little. The commune does not have enough. It can't get tiles even if it doesn't matter.<

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In order to find a wife for their fifth son, Li Ermao and Wang Xiulan approached the team several times and wanted to approve some tiles, but Li Dalong never agreed.

"How much?"

"We were told to replace them all."

"That's great."

No wonder, the work points are less, and the relationship is subsidized. No one thought that being able to recite quotations would be so useful. Not only food, drink, clothing, but also tiles could be obtained. Li Anle was inevitably praised again, which made a group of

The little carrot head envy and admire.

Of course, the eldest grandson Li Ancai is a little bit troublesome, but there is no way. Since Li Anle has become smarter, it is difficult for anyone to cause trouble for Li Anle.

After dinner, Li Anle and his family happily returned to the house, took out their food stamps and were counting them.

Wang Xiulan came in and took it over. "It's just right, it will be used by the fifth child for his wedding." Playing ball, I was originally a nanny and forgot about this, but my family thought too much, forget it, forget it, we haven't separated the family now.

, I will eat this food together when I buy it.

At most, when the fifth uncle gets married, he and his family will eat more, and it will be gone as soon as they are gone. Fortunately, the biscuits, peach cakes, and candy tickets are well hidden.

"Sleep."

"I wonder how much the honor value will increase?"

Li Anle entered Xueba No. 1 and immediately checked the honor value. It increased by 70 points. How did you calculate this?

"Selection counts fifty, so why didn't it count yesterday?"

"It's really weird."

"The third place in the county only has 20 points, no, the first place is obviously the one that actually said I have the highest score, so I will appeal." Li Anle just complained casually, but who knew that the No. 1 top student actually responded. "The appeal was successful,

Increase the honor value by 80 points."

"This is too casual."

Li Anle was speechless. If he didn't appeal, it would be gone. "With these eighty points, there are now one hundred and eighty-five points of honor. Among them, twenty points are earned for earning water, fifteen points for signing in for five days, and the commune

Fifty points for selection and 100 points for county competition."

"Save it first. If you exchange it now, you can only exchange it for one finished flashlight."

It's of no use, so Li Anle kept it for now. Maybe it has other uses. Li Anle lived quite comfortably in the next few days. Apart from signing in to study in Xueba No. 1, and castrating piglets, something went wrong.

Except for killing a hundred piglets, it was pretty good.

Eat well, sleep well, go to school and tell the little fat guy about the red adaptation of The Condor Shooting, and have meat for lunch. Of course, it would be better if Han Rongrong didn't become a little liar every day, and the little liar calls himself.

"Class." Li Anle's thoughts returned to reality, he sat down and took out his textbook. It was the eighth day without work, and he felt comfortable.

"Classmates, let me tell you something."

A group of little radishes in the classroom immediately sat down obediently. Wang Shufeng said with a smile. "The autumn harvest will be in a few days. The school has decided to implement a half-day system in the next few days. When we go back in the afternoon, we can help take care of our younger brothers and sisters at home."

"It's officially the autumn harvest holiday next Monday."

Li Anle was confused. What was going on? He was enjoying his days without work, and this school did this on purpose.

If you are on vacation and I go home, I’m afraid I’ll have to pull weeds in the afternoon given my temper.

"What the hell is there about autumn break?"

"How many days is the autumn harvest holiday?"

"Three weeks."

Ah, I can't survive, three weeks, I have to die, why is it so difficult if I don't want to go to work?


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