Wang Meilan made a quick decision and gave up the eggs and the two old sows. They buried them in the backyard of Wang Qiang's house and waited for a day when transportation was convenient to take them to the forest farm to sell meat.

There was nothing we could do about it, Zhao and Li's backyards were full of people.

But even so, the remaining five heads of Ge Nian Shen and the four heads of Huangmaozi, the Zhao and Li families could not move around in the outhouse.

It can be set up, but once the four or five wild boars are released into the outhouse, there is nothing else to do.

Just as Jie Chen drove to Wang Qiang to deliver pigs, Wang Meilan divided one pig and two yellow pigs to Wang Qiang's house. Then, Xu Chunyan, Jie Sun, and Liu Lanying went to help Zhao Ling. Wang Meilan also told them that these three pigs were

When it's over, just let the three of them divide the meat, so there's no need to go back.

Just like that, Zhao, Li, and Wang's houses were brightly lit, and the women were picking wild boar.

In Zhao's house, Wang Meilan personally took charge of the overall situation and personally participated in the pig roasting.

After first carving out a wild boar, Wang Meilan removed the meat from its loins and threw it into a large pot to cook.

When Li Dayong, Li Baoyu, Li Ruhai, and Lin Xiangshun came back from get off work, the wild boar had not been finished and the pork had not been cooked.

It wasn't until seven o'clock that everyone had a banquet at Zhao's house. At this time, at Zhou's house in Yongsheng Village, Zhou Jianjun was still sitting on the Kang surrounded by quilts.

Zhao Youcai didn't go to work today, and Zhou Jianjun was too embarrassed to follow Li Dayong and the others alone.

At this time, on the Kang table in front of him, there was a butter paper bag, which contained the peach cakes he had just bought from the store. In addition, there was a small plate, and the small plate contained a whole peach cake.

Root cucumber pickle.

Mom, my wife is not at home, and no one cuts the pickles for Zhou Jianjun.

Zhou Jianjun took a bite of peach cake and nibbled on pickles. The combination of these two things was simply not the right thing to do, but he couldn't do it without eating it, and he would be hungry if he didn't eat it.

Tonight, the Zhao family only had two dishes, but they came out of the pot full of a large pot, one with wild boar stir-fried with sauerkraut, and the other with wild boar.

When cooking wild boar, there are only two seasonings: salt and mountain pepper. After the large pieces of meat are cooked, cut them into strips, then cut them into square slices two coins thick, put them in circles on a large plate, and pick them up for dipping.

With garlic sauce or Northeastern farmhouse sauce.

Regardless of whether it's Qian Nian Shen or Huang Maozi, the meat is not overcooked and chewy. The meat dipped in garlic paste is placed on the rice, and the rice and meat are pulled into the mouth, and a sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After eating and cleaning up, it was already nine o'clock. The children were all sleepy by this time, so they went back to their homes.

After the Zhao family washed up, they all lay down. Zhao Jun touched the little lynx leaning on his pillow, thinking about how to celebrate his mother's birthday tomorrow.

The next day, December 11, 1987, was the 21st day of the 10th month of the lunar calendar, which was Wang Meilan’s birthday.

Wang Meilan woke up just after four o'clock, and when she woke up, she felt something moving next to her.

"Huh?" Wang Meilan opened her eyes and saw a shadowy figure next to her. She picked up the flashlight and pushed, only to see Zhao Chun and Hu Sanmei getting dressed.

"Mom, go to sleep." Since the children were still asleep, Zhao Chun lowered his voice and said to Wang Meilan: "Today is your birthday, and I will roll noodles for you."

"My mother-in-law." Hu Sanmei also lowered her voice and asked Wang Meilan: "Do you like cold soup? Do you like hot soup?"

Hot soup noodles are easy to understand, while cold soup noodles here are cooked with cold water and then mixed with marinade to eat.

"My mother loves cold soup." Before Wang Meilan could speak, Zhao Chun answered Wang Meilan for her.

"That's okay." Hu Sanmei walked down to the ground and smiled at Wang Meilan: "I had so much meat cooked yesterday, I'll make a marinade for you."

Wang Meilan smiled when she heard this and whispered: "I'll get up too. I can't fall asleep even if I'm lying down."

With that said, Wang Meilan got up and got dressed.

At this time, Hu Sanmei had already put on her clothes. She quietly opened the door and walked out, thinking that she would go out first to get firewood to burn the stove pit.

But the moment Hu Sanmei came out of the east room, she was stunned.

"Mom!" Zhao Chun, who was following her, saw that she was not leaving, so he called Hu Sanmei in a low voice.

Hu Sanmei walked out blankly, and Zhao Chun followed her out of the door. But after coming out, Zhao Chun was also stunned.

At this time, Wang Meilan, who was dressed, came over, supported Zhao Chun with both hands and pushed him out gently. But when Wang Meilan came out, she saw Zhao Youcai standing in front of the stove kneading dough.

"Lan Na, why do you all get up so early?" Seeing Wang Meilan coming out, Zhao Youcai asked with a smile.

"Dad, what am I thinking of asking you?" Zhao Chun looked at Zhao Youcai in surprise and asked, "What are you doing making noodles?"

"Your mother's birthday is today, don't you know?" Zhao Youcai asked, which made Zhao Chun stunned. Then he saw Zhao Youcai picked up the kneaded dough and threw it into the basin. Then he looked at Wang Meilan and said with a smile: "Lan Na

, wait, I will roll out the noodles for you in a moment."

Yesterday, when Zhao Youcai and the others came back, Wang Meilan was busy picking pigs and cooking meat. Neither she nor Zhao Chun nor Hu Sanmei mentioned that it was her birthday today. Therefore, Wang Meilan thought that Zhao Youcai didn't know.

At this moment, Wang Meilan was very moved when she saw Zhao Youcai with flour on his face.

"My dear!" Hu Sanmei gave Zhao Youcai a thumbs up and praised, "You are such a good man!"

Zhao Youcai laughed and was about to say a few words of modesty when the door to the west room opened.

Seeing Zhao Jun come out of the house, Wang Meilan greeted him and said, "Son, after dinner, you will drive, take me and your eldest sister, and the three of us will go up the mountain."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Mom, are you going to do some work in the mountain?"

"Mom, go burn paper for your eldest grandma and little grandma." As soon as Wang Meilan finished speaking, she saw Zhao Youcai raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Jun, scolding: "This child doesn't even know his mother's birthday."
Chapter completed!