Wang Dachun didn't think about why there was no body in the coffin, because he was dazzled by the gold and silver stuffed inside the coffin. Wang Dachun was well prepared. He brought a snakeskin bag filled with urea and saw the coffin.
There were gleaming gold, silver and white coins inside, which he desperately put into the bag.
Wang Dachun greedily filled the bag to the ground. Unfortunately, there were too many gold, silver, and coins in the coffin, and most of them could not be put in. Wang Dachun glanced at the gold and silver in the coffin unwillingly.
Very sad to give up.
Before leaving, Wang Dachun saw a dark stone in the coffin. Although it was dark, it was very attractive. Dachun stuffed the black stone into his pocket, then picked up the bag and ran to the village, not even bothering to look at the grave.
Go fill it in.
"Damn, now that I'm rich, who else in the Wang family dares to look down on me, Wang Dachun! Zhang Lianhua, you stinky bitch, I won't look down on you from now on. I think highly of you, but you still pretend to be noble, now I'm rich
, What kind of woman can’t I marry?” Wang Dachun cursed a few times and quickly walked to his wooden house.
The wooden house that Wang Dachun lives in was allocated to Wang Dachun's family when it was still a big landowner. Now Wang Dachun lives here alone. Wang Dachun has many brothers and sisters in his family, and he is the youngest in the family. His parents are already sixty or seventy years old. Last year,
The old couple died one after another. Wang Dachun failed to live up to expectations, and his family was completely disappointed in him. Once his parents died, no one cared about his life or death.
Wang Dachun returned home, poured a ladle of water into a pitcher and drank it in one gulp. He heated up some food and ate with great enthusiasm. From time to time, his eyes glanced at the bag of treasures placed in the room.
"Wait until I get rich! From now on, I will eat and drink every day. Well, I will also have to boil a pot of wine. My life will be more moist than that of Dazhi." Wang Dachun muttered, ate up the rice in the big bowl in one gulp, and then put it in
The big bowl was clattered on the table.
Wang Dazhi is the village party secretary of Mawei Village, and the family in Mawei Village is the richest and most powerful. When Wang Dazhi was a brigade cadre, he kicked out all his children. At that time, there was no need to take an exam to study in college, and they were directly recommended by the brigade.
Wang Dazhi has a relative who is an official in the county. Wang Dazhi relied on his connections to send his children to either join the army or go to college. Now all of his children are working in the city.
It is said that Wang Dazhi's family often went to the commune to cut pork and eat it, and all the chickens and ducks they fed were used for their own consumption. When Wang Dachun went to their house to grind rice, he also saw Wang Dazhi boiling a pot of wine and drinking it by himself. Let him
Wang Dachun drooled with envy. He cursed in his heart, what a fool, seeing that he didn't even say a polite word.
Wang Dachun hated almost everyone in the village, from the eighty-year-old Mrs. Zhao to the three-year-old grandson of Wang Jipan's family. All the past events are vivid in his mind.
Wang Dachun stuffed a snakeskin bag of treasure under the bed and hid it, so he didn't have to worry about the treasure being stolen. In the Wang family, he only stole from other people's homes, and he had never heard of anyone coming to his own home to steal anything.
It was the snakeskin bag used to carry treasures under the bed, or it was passed over from someone else's wall the night he stole the bacon.
Wang Dachun was indeed very tired today and fell asleep as soon as he lay down.
After a while, a puff of black smoke slowly floated out from the piece of black jade in Wang Dachun's pocket.
Wang Daya, the hunter from Mawei Village, happened to pass by Yanling in the afternoon, and when he walked to Wang Dongsheng's ancestral grave, a strong wind suddenly started blowing in the graveyard, and several shiny golden things blew to the soles of Wang Daya's feet. Wang Daya lowered his head and took a look.
This sight immediately frightened Wang Daya out of his wits. He dropped everything in his hands and fled home without his life.
The white mist on the ancestral tomb of Wang Dongsheng's family is getting thicker and thicker, covering all the tombs. If someone is here and looks carefully, they can see something shining in the white mist.
The New Year is approaching, and Zhang Shanhai has a lot to do. He has prepared a lot of bacon at home. However, there are many kinds of New Year supplies, and Zhang Shanhai's parents are not at home. Although his grandparents can prepare them, Zhang Shanhai is not willing to
The two old men were overtired.
Making tofu, steaming sweet wine, making glutinous rice cakes, there are a lot of things waiting for you every day, but the festive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, making people forget all the fatigue and worries.
Zhao Xiaomei returned home, her body began to recover slowly, and the fetus seemed not to be affected. Everything in Zhang Zhizhan's family was on track, and this was entirely due to Zhang Shanhai.
"Shanhai, Shanhai, my uncle is going to kill the New Year pig today, you have to help!" Zhang Zhizhan shouted in the yard early in the morning.
"Hey, uncle, how can I help? Helping with eating meat is more than enough!" Zhang Shanhai walked out of the yard and smiled.
"Haha, you can hunt wild boars at the age of five, and you still say you can't help? My pig is not as big as the wild boar that year, and I don't know how your father carried it back." Zhang Zhizhan has always been confused.
, how Zhang Yunyang and Zhang Shanfeng carried the wild boar home back then. It was a king wild boar weighing at least more than 500 kilograms.
Not to mention how the five-year-old Zhang Shanhai beat the wild boar. This question is related to the magical onmyoji. In fact, everyone in the village can understand it. Instead, it is how Zhang Yunyang and Zhang Shanfeng carried the wild boar to the village. This question is worth asking.
Discuss.
Zhang Shanhai smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go, I'll go. But I'll give you a leg on the pork."
"Haha, uncle, how can I get less from you when I kill a pig?" Zhang Zhizhan said with a smile.
Although Zhang Shanhai brought back a wild boar from Yezhu Ridge a few days ago, except for Zhou Yongbing who split it up with a few relatives and friends in the village, Zhang Shanhai asked his grandfather to pack it all up and put it on his grandfather's stove to smoke bacon.
.Wild boar meat has a pungent smell, and most people are not used to it when it is fried. The meat is better from pigs raised at home.
Zhang Zhizhan's family has been raising the New Year pig for more than two years. It weighs at least three hundred kilograms and stands tall and big, like a wild boar.
Zhang Shanhai put down the things in his hands and followed Zhang Zhizhan to Zhang Zhizhan's house. These days, when people come to ask for help in killing pigs, they look up to them. Although Zhang Shanhai does not care about the meat, he has to accept Zhang Zhizhan's help.
Show the kindness.
Although Zhang Zhizhan and Zhang Yunyang are not real brothers, their relationship is as good as that of real brothers.
When killing pigs, Zhang Zhizhan would not let Zhang Shanhai actually catch the pigs. Zhang Zhizhan called Dezi and Mazi over to help. With these big men, he could still let Zhang Shanhai go.
"Shan Hai, just pick up your things on the side. Don't get too close. This 300-pound pig is very strong. Don't get your clothes dirty later," Zhang Zhizhan said.
Zhang Shanhai wears unpatched clothes every day, just like the new clothes that rural children wear during the New Year and holidays. Even the creases on the clothes can be seen clearly. When winter comes, rural children hardly change clothes, and the weather
It is an important reason that cold clothes are not easy to dry, but the main reason is that these children basically do not have a few sets of clothes to change, and some even just wear the same set of clothes. After changing, they have nothing to wear. The time of wearing them is long.
It was so long that the yarn lines on the clothes could not be seen clearly, and they were covered with thick stains.
When killing a pig, it is not that easy. Although the pig has a low IQ, it also knows that being dragged out is definitely not a good thing. So the big fat pig struggled desperately, and two or three big men could barely drag it away.
Zhang Zhizhan directly hooked the pig's mouth with a butcher's hook, making the pig howl in pain, and then slowly dragged it into the yard.
Several long benches were set up in the yard, and several people lifted the pigs and placed them on the benches.
Children in rural areas are not afraid of the sight of blood flowing when pigs are killed. After they have not eaten meat for a long time, what they see may only be white pork.
Zhang Bo said, "Our pig's fat meat is at least a foot thick. You see, the body is round and round. I pull two baskets of pigweed a day and eat it cleanly."
Zhao Xiaomei smiled and said, "Well, you alone have the greatest contribution. Eat some more fat later!"
These days, fat meat is more popular than lean meat. When buying pork, the most important thing is how thick the fat is. No one thought that more than ten years later, someone would use medicine to remove all fat from pigs.
Turn into fine meat.
Zhang Zhizhan's family slaughtered pigs. Yesterday, he asked Zhang Chu to go to his aunt's house and asked their whole family to come over for dinner today.
Zhang Lianhua's family arrived at Zhangjiashan very late.
Zhang Zhizhan was not very happy, "If you had come a little later, we wouldn't have waited for you to eat. We called you yesterday, and we didn't know if we would have come to help earlier. This pig was so big that it almost broke free."
Zhang Lianhua didn't seem very happy, and said nothing with a sullen face. Zhang Lianhua's man, Wang Dagui, said with a playful smile, "Brother, it's mainly because I just came back in the morning, and my little sister has been waiting for me to come back, so it's a little late."
"Dagui, I'm not talking about you. What kind of big business do you do? You're away from home all day long." Zhang Zhizhan said very straightforwardly.
"Brother, you also know that our business depends on this month of the Chinese New Year, running here and there to catch up with the market. Every day we travel dozens of miles of mountain roads, all relying on these two legs. Although the business is not big, but
It is also tiring work. If you can make money safely at home, who would want to run around so hard? How happy it is for me to sleep with my mother-in-law every day!" Wang Dagui said.
Everyone was made to laugh by Wang Dagui.
This Wang Dagui is a businessman. He often travels outside and is very talkative. A few words made Zhang Zhizhan, an honest man, speechless.
"Hmph. Dagui, don't talk nonsense with your brother. If you dare to treat Lianhua badly, I'll beat you up if I don't." Zhang Zhizhan naturally knew that Wang Dagui was not as hard-working and hard-working as he said. In fact, Zhang Zhizhan knew that Wang Dagui was not as hardworking and hardworking as he said.
This guy is not a down-to-earth guy. In fact, Zhang Zhizhan was originally opposed to his sister's marriage.
When Wang Dagui was in the production team, he often went out secretly to sell rat poison. In fact, he mixed some powdered bran with some pesticides. He relied on his mouth to deceive and deceive. He was caught several times and sent to the reservoir for labor reform.
Nowadays, the fields are divided into households, and only one lotus flower is born. When the farming season comes, this second-rate man will run out to do business.!~!
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