Dressed as a cute kid with a farm: Pick up a brother to farm

"Pig-killing banquet?" Meng Huaishao rubbed his aching temple, feeling a little disoriented.

"Yes!" Aunt Niu nodded, "We are really lucky today. Only Hu Zi and A Wei were hit by the wild boar and were seriously injured. The others were slightly injured. We also got an adult wild boar."

"How are Uncle Huzi and Uncle Awei?" Meng Huaishao finally remembered the thrilling scene in the afternoon.

"The doctor said it can be cured!" Aunt Niu said with a smile, "It will take a hundred days to heal the broken bones, and you will have to stay in bed for a month or two."

"My father-in-law called everyone together to discuss it. The money for Hu Zi and A Wei's medicine will be paid from the proceeds from selling the wild boar."

"It's good that everything is fine!" Meng Huaishao nodded and smiled, "I'll go see them some other day."

"Okay!" Aunt Niu did not refuse on behalf of others, but continued to share today's harvest.

"Aunt also helped to deal with the wild boar today. Wow, it must have weighed more than 800 kilograms! It was still warm when we carried it back. We put a whole bucket of pig blood in it!"

Meng Huaishao listened quietly. Sometimes, after being extremely frightened, listening to others chattering could help calm him down.

Of course, the premise is that his Yaoyao is still fine.

"We have discussed and decided to hold a pig-killing banquet tonight. One is to celebrate the hunting of wild boars in the village, and the other is for everyone to enjoy meat together."

"But the wild boar was killed by our uncles..." Meng Huaishao subconsciously concealed Ye Yaoyao's strange behavior.

He noticed the changes in Ye Yaoyao and also saw the wild boar collapse to the ground for no reason. If someone said that the two were unrelated, he would be the first one to not believe it.

However, some merits are better not appreciated.

"Oh! My father-in-law would have thought of this, so we discussed it and decided to eat the pig's head, tail, offal, blood, and trotters. They were already broken, so we just ate them all together and sold the rest of the meat!"

"Don't underestimate these small pieces. They are all meat. Cut them into smaller pieces and make soup. Each villager can have a few pieces!"

Meng Huaishao nodded. He knew that even a mouthful of broth was very precious to the villagers, let alone meat, which was simply a great joy.

"I will go." Meng Huaishao said to Aunt Niu with a smile.

"Okay! Then auntie will go back to help, you come here earlier!"

Meng Huaishao agreed with a smile.

Watching Aunt Niu walk away, he closed the door and went back into the house.

Seeing that the baby was still sleeping, I went to the kitchen to cook porridge. The baby didn't eat much in the afternoon, so he must be hungry when he wakes up.

Meng Huaishao cooked the porridge, but the baby still didn't wake up.

He originally wanted to wait for Ye Yaoyao to get up and eat before going, but Grandma Niu was worried that he would forget, so she asked her eldest grandson Niu Hongcai to call him and ask if he needed any help.

"No need. I'll get ready and go right away." Meng Huaishao politely declined his kindness.

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Niu Hongcai didn't hesitate and helped to look after the baby, leaving Meng Huaishao to do his work.

Meng Huaishao went to the kitchen, put the hot porridge in a bamboo tube, wrapped it up in his cotton jacket to keep it warm, and took the newly bought wooden bowl and spoon.

After thinking for a while, he filled another small bag of cornmeal, then took his baby and followed Niu Hongcai to the large drying yard in the village.

Niu Hongcai is about the same age as Meng Huaishao, but Niu Hongcai looks much stronger, so he likes this handsome little friend very much.

The two of them walked together, and he excitedly shared his experiences of the day with Meng Huaishao.

As Niu Hongcai kept talking, Meng Huaishao learned what happened this afternoon.

After processing the wild boar, the villagers were worried that the meat would not be fresh the next day and they could not sell it at a good price, so they borrowed Niu Dasheng’s ox cart, ran to the town, and sold all the wild boar meat.

I heard that the boar was sold for nearly ten taels of silver. They used the silver they got from selling the wild boar to buy medicine from the pharmacy and delivered it to the wounded's homes.

Part of the remaining silver was used to subsidize families whose crops were destroyed, part was used to subsidize the wounded, and the rest was divided equally among the men who participated in hunting wild boars, so each person could get a lot.

As Meng Huaishao listened, he could not help but sigh at the kindness of the villagers. Not only were they willing to share the spoils with the whole village, but they also sold the silver and, in addition to subsidizing the wounded, were willing to subsidize the families whose food supplies were destroyed.

"The villagers are very kind." Meng Huaishao sighed.

"Of course." Niu Hongcai patted his chest proudly, feeling honored.

"The villagers are all honest people. If it weren't for my grandfather and the elders insisting that we couldn't let everyone work for nothing, the uncles would have wanted to share the pork equally and eat the meat!"

Meng Huaishao smiled knowingly. If the people in the small mountain village were not kind and loyal, his father would not have chosen to settle here, let alone help the villagers with all his heart.

The sky was already slightly dark, but the village was bustling with activity, especially the large drying yard, which was lit up by many torches.

When Meng Huaishao and Niu Hongcai arrived, there were already many people in the large drying yard. On the makeshift stove, there were several large iron pots burning with blazing flames, dyeing the dam red.

The chopped pig's trotters and head were in the iron pot, the hot soup was boiling, and the aroma of oil was spreading, making everyone smile.

Children ran around the drying yard in groups, occasionally circling the big pot, but were laughed at and scolded by their elders and sent away.

The men were moving tables, chairs and benches, while the women and older children were washing dishes.

Niu Hongcai brought Meng Huaishao to the big drying yard and went to help with the work.

Meng Huaishao, with Ye Yaoyao in tow, couldn't help much. He looked for the location where the food was stored and quietly put down the small bag of cornmeal.

He has also participated in pig-slaughtering banquets. In addition to meat, most people would bring some coarse grains with them. Those who have the means would bring more, and those who don't would bring less.

If things are really difficult, just pick more wild vegetables and move some firewood, and no one will say anything.

Porridge is the last thing to be cooked. The woman will mix the grains brought by each family together, and then use the soup made from bones to cook the multi-grain porridge.

In the small mountain village, a meal with both grain and oil is quite luxurious and delicious.

The small bag of cornmeal that Meng Huaishao had was enough for him to eat for three days. If it weren't for the output of the farm space, he wouldn't have brought so much. Like everyone else, he would have only brought enough for one meal.

After putting the cornmeal in place, Meng Huaishao held the baby and found a place to sit down.

The baby in my arms was sleeping soundly, with a rosy face, and smacking his lips from time to time. It was obvious that he was craving for food.

Ye Yaoyao was indeed greedy. She dreamed of her past life, her high school graduation party, where the class monitor organized a dinner at a farm house. The food at the farm house was good, with big pots and lots of meat.

She was a frugal person, but for the first time she indulged herself and ate a belly full of meat, it was so delicious!

After eating porridge for more than a month, she is really greedy.

Especially, her stomach was so hungry...

She felt that even if she didn't eat for three days, she wouldn't be that hungry. Not only was her chest and back pressed against each other, but she also had heartburn!

As he was thinking, the baby opened his eyes, with a suspicious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Cuckoo~"