After the pig was slaughtered, it was weighed, and then the meat was divided according to the number of people, which was especially simple.
"Mom....."
Okay.....
Yun Xiaoxiao, carrying a vegetable basket, followed the two young ones to the drying ground.
"Laosan’s Wife, e over to do the calculations."
When Captain Zhao saw Yun Xiaoxiao, he called her over.
Many villagers were queuing to receive meat, which was too slow.
"Alright."
What could Yun Xiaoxiao say?
However, she calculated especially fast, making the team leader’s accountant look at her several times with appreciation for her speed and accuracy.
They didn’t know about the concept of mental arithmetic.
The pig butcher and those helping him were somewhat overwhelmed by the workload.
Before the arrival of Educated Youth Yun, they had been idle, but once she arrived, they became instantly busy.
"My mom calculates fast."
"Right....."
The two Educated Youths from the Educated Youth Institution were also in line to receive meat.
The team members showed extra courtesy to the remaining Educated Youths in their team, aware that they had the opportunity to return to the city.
The meat was divided according to the number of people, but work points were still deducted.
Normally it would take a whole day to distribute the meat, but today it was all sorted out by mid-morning.
The pig butcher had initially set aside some good cuts of meat for Yun Xiaoxiao, but she refused them, asking for bones and pigs’ feet instead, even buying some pork intestines with her own money.
"Let’s go, head home."
As they left, the leading cadres looked towards the team leader.
"Team Leader, Educated Youth Yun only took bones and pigs’ feet, the scraps."
Captain Zhao also noticed that Laosan’s Wife didn’t like fatty meat, preferring bones and pigs’ feet.
"We’re not short of anything, we’ll just get ready, and then head home for a meaty feast."
Yun Xiaoxiao, carrying quite a few items back home, had a smile on her face.
"Mom, the intestines smell bad....."
Yun Xiaoxiao noticed her two sons were somewhat put off.
"But they taste especially good once cleaned, and tonight let’s invite your grandparents over for dinner."
Even though it was winter, the food couldn’t be left out for long.
The bones would be used to stew with radishes and kelp.
Should the pig’s feet be stewed or braised?
I really want roasted pig’s feet.
Can’t think about it any longer, my mouth is watering.
Because of the children, we always eat rather light meals.
"Okay."
Mrs. Zhao knew about the items Yun Xiaoxiao had taken.
"Do you think Laosan’s Wife likes to eat those things, or what’s the deal?"
"She probably prefers those foods. I don’t think we need to cook tonight."
Mrs. Zhao also thought of something else, Laosan’s Wife’s food couldn’t sit out long, and knowing her personality, she would surely start making soup by afternoon and invite them over for dinner in the evening.
"Well, let’s eat first and then I’ll go help her wash."
Mrs. Zhao was a relief for Yun Xiaoxiao, ing over to wash the intestines, which despite using gloves, still gave off a pungent smell.
Mrs. Zhao would take them to be washed in the river several times before bringing them back for repeated cleanings.
Indeed, the evening meal was sumptuous: kelp and radish bone soup, braised pig’s feet, and marinated pork intestines.
The two young ones stopped fussing, gnawing at the pig’s feet, eating with great relish.
Elsewhere.
"Third Brother, shouldn’t we be heading back?" It was already past Chinese New Year’s Eve, and if we don’t go back soon, we’ll miss the New Year, but there are still some goods left to handle.
"Xiao Yang, you and Xiao He go buy train tickets, while Da Li and I deal with this last batch of goods, let’s split up and get moving."
The group had been gone for quite a while and were all longing for home.
When they regrouped, Fang Chaoyang slightly furrowed his brows, "I originally wanted to buy sleeper tickets, but couldn’t get them, only managed to get a few hard seat tickets."
"Getting tickets at all is good news."
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