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Chen Weiping whispered to Chen Feng:

Liu Minggui, landlord.

Liu Minggui saw that the two people noticed him and said with a smile:

Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival just a few days away? The kids are back from vacation. I wanted to go to the town to buy some pork tomorrow, but then I heard that your Xiaofeng killed a wild boar. Let's see if you're rich. If you are, please give some to my family.

Chen Feng didn't say anything. He stared at the landlord and looked at him carefully, as if he saw a piece of fat meat. This was a real landlord in the old society?

Chen Weiping nodded and agreed:

Come home with us and have a look! If you like it, ask Xiaofeng to cut a piece for you.

Liu Minggui quickly thanked:

Don't worry, I brought some dollars, but not much, just enough to make a few dumplings.

When they returned home, Heiwa couldn't wait to have the pork, but Fengge hadn't come back yet. He was still burning the fire despite his hunger. The aroma of pork filled the whole house and yard.

Chen Weiping took out a portable lantern, lit it and asked Liu Minggui to select the wild boar meat. Liu Minggui looked at the half pig, an extra hind leg and several large bones, and some offal left in the basin. He hesitated for a while and hardened his heart:

Xiaofeng, give me the hind leg and the pig heart and lungs! It's not easy for the child to come back, so I'll treat it as a New Year's Day.

Cheng Hao had no objection. He cut a hole in the hind leg, strung it with a straw rope and tied a knot. He then tied the pig lung and heart together with the straw rope:

Landlord Liu, the total amount is more than 30 kilograms. Can I send it to your home?

Liu Minggui looked at Chen Feng in surprise. It was the first time he heard someone call him Landlord Liu.

Chen Weiping quickly tried to smooth things over:

Don't be angry, brother. This kid hasn't recovered from his injury last time. He has forgotten a lot of things and can't remember who is who. After saying that, he looked at Chen Feng:

Xiaofeng, according to seniority you should call him Uncle Liu, don't be disrespectful.

Chen Feng didn't want to embarrass his father, so he called out "Uncle Liu".

Landlord Liu did not take the pork. Instead, he reached into his pocket and took out a handful of silver dollars:

The hind legs alone weigh more than 20 pounds, plus the pig lungs and heart, at least 30 pounds. Pork costs one dollar for five pounds at the market. Although pig lungs are cheap, I'll just charge one dollar for five pounds for the sake of convenience. Anything over 30 pounds will be considered a bonus for me. Here are six dollars. Do you think that's appropriate, brother?

Chen Weiping took the silver, kept two dollars, and returned the other four dollars to Liu Minggui:

Xiaofeng drowned when he was naughty as a child, and it was your Caiyun who rescued him. I'll charge you two dollars as a token of my appreciation. Please don't give me back. My family owes you a lot of favors, so let Xiaofeng return the money to you.

After that, he picked a few leg bones from the big bones on the table, tied them up and handed them to Liu Minggui:

Make soup for Caiyun.

Liu Minggui refused for a while, but seeing Chen Weiping insisted, he accepted it:

Then I'll trouble Xiaofeng.

Chen Fengti left two hangs of pork lungs for his father and Heiwa to eat first, without having to wait for him. He followed Liu Minggui out of the house. Liu Minggui held the bones in one hand and held Chen Feng's lantern in the other, leading the way in front and chatting with Chen Feng.

After walking through the entire village, they arrived at the home of the landlord Liu Minggui, which had five blue-tiled houses and a large courtyard with a high wall. Liu Minggui asked them to open the door and led Cheng Hao into the courtyard, shouting:

Caiyun, look who's here.

A woman walked out of the main room with a distended mouth and saw her father with a young man. The young man was carrying some pork lungs. Her father took them and called out, "My daughter, take a look and see if you recognize them," and went to the grocery room.

Chen Feng didn't remember, but Liu Caiyun looked at Chen Feng carefully and said in surprise:

You are Xiaofeng from Uncle Chen’s family, right?

Chen Feng nodded.

I am your sister Caiyun! I saved you when you were a child. Little Pi Wa, have you grown up?

Chen Feng was a little embarrassed. He really didn't know him. Liu Minggui shouted in the grocery store:

Your brother Xiaofeng was injured some time ago and doesn't remember anything before that.

After that, he came out of the grocery room and took out half a bag of flour:

Your family doesn't grow wheat, so take this half bag of flour back. I took advantage of your family tonight. Your father only charged you two dollars for a total of six or seven dollars. Although your sister Caiyun saved you when you were a child, the favor has been repaid long ago, and I, your uncle, cannot take advantage of you for nothing. Take this bag of flour home and ask your father to make dumplings for you on Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't give in and make your sister Caiyun laugh.

The landlord's stuff! Chen Feng was a little reluctant at first, but when he thought that his savior was standing opposite him, he didn't want to make it awkward, so he said a few words and put his bag on his back, picked up his lantern, said thank you and walked out. Caiyun suddenly shouted:

Brother Xiaofeng, wait a moment.

After saying that, he hurried back to the house, brought out two bags of mooncakes, tied them up and hung them around Chen Feng's neck.

I brought it back from Jinan City. I took it back to try it. Liu Minggui smiled and said nothing.

Chen Feng said thank you Sister Caiyun and left.

Along the way, I was thinking that the landlord's family didn't seem to have a lot of fish and meat, so I would have to make up my mind to buy some pork, and I would have to know how to return the gift. Sister Caiyun had saved me before, so I'd better get to know her slowly!

When he got home, his father had already cut up the pig's head and intestines. Seeing Chen Feng coming back with half a bag of flour and two bags of mooncakes hanging around his neck, he didn't ask what was going on, but he should have figured it out. He filled two and a half bowls with the cut pig's head and intestines, then filled the pot with soup, sprinkled some large salt on it and brought it to Chen Feng and Heiwa:

Why is it so troublesome? I let Heiwa eat first, but Heiwa insisted on waiting for you.

Chen Feng saw his father had half a bowl of meat soup and was about to eat sweet potatoes. He snatched the sweet potatoes from his father and filled his bowl with pig intestines and pork head meat:

Dad, there’s no need to be so frugal. I will work hard to make money in the future.

Chen Weiping was very pleased. He lowered his head and ate the fat. His eyes were red from the heat. The child had grown up and become sensible. He picked up the chopsticks and started eating. He felt that the pork, which he had not eaten for half a year, was particularly delicious.

While chewing on the sweet potatoes and the delicious fatty meat and intestines in the bowl, Hei Wa said to Chen Feng:

Brother Feng, I won’t go home tonight. Tomorrow morning you and I will get up early and go to Beizhuang to sell meat.

Chen Weiping touched Heiwa's head:

Heiwa has to lead the way tomorrow. I have to work in the fields, so I can't go to the market.

Hei Wa nodded seriously. Chen Feng saw that Hei Wa's bowl was almost empty, so he took it to the pot and filled it with another bowl. Hei Wa kept saying:

That’s enough, that’s enough. I’ll be full after eating another sweet potato.

Chen Feng smiled, and served two more spoonfuls of meat and soup to his father, and added a little for himself. He ate it with the salty spicy vegetable strips and the finely chopped chili peppers his father had chopped, and it was a very satisfying meal.

The meal replenished the oil and water for the whole autumn. After the meal, Heiwa took the initiative to wash the dishes. He never treated himself as an outsider here. Chen Feng and his father carried the remaining half of the pig into the main room. Although it was only the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was very cold in the morning and evening, so there was no need to worry about it going bad. They also carried the large basin containing the internal organs into the main room. There was a pig liver, a pig stomach, two pig trotters, and a few bones left after delivering the pigs.

Dad looked at the four packs of mooncakes, two of which were sent back by Doctor Yang and two of which were given by Sister Caiyun. He took out one pack and put it on the table, then said to Heiwa:

"Someday I'll bring it home and let your parents have a try," Heiwa said with a red face, thanking Uncle Chen. His family couldn't afford to buy this thing, and he had only eaten it two or three times since he was a child.