Chapter 16 Parents' Decision

The weather has finally cooled down, and Mei Qiuping is rare after she is busy with her daily tasks.

For several nights of insomnia, Feng Zhenchang next to him slept soundly. every night,

Feng Zhenchang always drinks soju, which is steamed by the craftsmen in the village. He doesn't drink much.

Drink a cup every night, but it's good to sleep.

Mei Qiuping tossed and turned, and simply sat up, feeling very hot, and slapped Feng Zhenchang, who was snoring, to wake up.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zhenchang, who was confused, asked angrily.

Mei Qiuping was too lazy to bother with him, "You sleep soundly every night! What do you think of the sugar-fried chestnuts that Yiping said?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhenchang also came to his senses, "I think of course I can do it. I will go to the village power station dam to pick up a few load of sand and come back. The sand is uniform in size and clean. When the chestnuts are harvested next month, we will Try frying it first, do as it says on a flat sheet of paper, if you fry a few catties of chestnuts, you can always make that taste, and then go to the provincial capital!"

Mei Qiuping complained angrily at him, "You are also a big man. You have never been to the county in Yiping, so you believe it based on what your classmates say?"

"No matter what, Yiping won't lie to us about such a thing!" Feng Zhenchang was actually a little hesitant, but what he thought was to fire it up first.

Mei Qiuping is in a hurry, can it be done, she wants to settle down quickly, "In this way, you don't have to go up the mountain tomorrow, repair the chicken coop at home, and repair the fence in the vegetable garden at the back of the house. Said, the day after tomorrow, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yiliang will always call home, and then call him back and ask him clearly!"

Mei Yiliang is her youngest brother, who has not yet started a family, and has been in the provincial capital all these years.

"Okay, I'll ask you to find out sooner." Feng Zhenchang knew that his wife's temperament was turbulent. There was something in her heart, and she couldn't sleep well.

There is another person who suffers from insomnia like Mei Qiuping, and Mei Jianzhong is not sleeping well these days. He is also impatient, and at this point, his daughter follows him. The grandson has been sending things out for half a month. Although the grandson has repeatedly told him that it will take at least more than a month to hear back, he is still a little worried.

When thinking about his grandson sending a letter, he confidently told him that there will always be one of the two places that will adopt his works. Of course, the grandson may also feel that in front of him, this is a bit too full, and later added a sentence, if the two are not accepted, you can also submit to other magazines. He didn't know how his grandson's article was written, but after listening to his grandson read it, he felt that it was very close to life, and it moved him a little.

He also knew that his grandson was so old and that it was not easy to make money in the countryside. He had never had pocket money, and he had never asked his family for anything, so he asked him how much money to send a letter this time. The grandson was somewhat sure.

He has never heard of a person from ten miles and eight townships who can turn his own writing into print and publish it in a book published by the state. He was a little excited when he imagined that his 12-year-old grandson might be the first such person.

These days, when I see a letter delivered by the post office, I ask if his letter has arrived, and I repeatedly tell the postman that if there is a letter from him, especially if there is a remittance slip, don't make any noise, just send it to him quietly. Then give him a good cigarette, and the postman who is confused is confused.

At noon that day, when Mei Jianzhong came home with a hoe to cook, he saw his eldest daughter came back and was helping her wash the quilt.

"Why are you here, is something wrong?"

Mei Qiuping poured him a cup of tea, "Listen to Yiping, go back and tell me, are you healthy these days?"

"It's still healthy," Mei Jianzhong sat in the yard, looking at the bamboo poles, full of dried clothes, "You don't have to wash it with me every time you come, I'll do it myself."

Mei Qiuping smiled, "I don't know you yet. Put the clothes in the basin, pour the washing powder, stand on it and step on it, even if it's washed, right!"

Mei Jianzhong changed the subject, "You're coming down without a festival, what's the matter?"

"There's something wrong, did Yoshihide call back?"

"No, I've received 5 letters from him over the years, and I usually don't have many phone calls, but in two days from the Mid-Autumn Festival, he will call. Is there anything you can do to find him?"

"I want to ask him something," Mei Qiuping said after hesitating.

"Oh, then I ask him to call up there?"

"Okay, let's call the village."

Mei Jianzhong didn't ask anything. He was worried that his daughter knew about Feng Yiping's contribution to the magazine, so he came to ask him, fortunately not.

The father and daughter didn't chat for long, and the eldest son's family came back. The eldest son was carrying two hoes, and the daughter-in-law was holding Rui Rui. Not long after, Rong Rong also came home from school.

At noon, of course, I ate at my brother's place. My uncle Guosheng said that he would go to the town to weigh some meat, but Mei Qiuping stopped him and said that he would go all the way to the town. Besides, he didn't know if there was any left, so he didn't need it. Guosheng asked his wife to take the money. Who knew that his daughter-in-law would not come out for a long time after entering the room. He was a little embarrassed. Thinking about the fact that the family has little money, not long ago, when my nephew came, he went to weigh the meat, so he went to scoop up a liter of soybeans, and asked Rongrong to take his younger brother to the tofu shop in the village to exchange for tofu.

Mei Qiuping came down in a hurry today because she had something to do. She always wanted to earn hundreds of dollars a month from selling sugar-fried chestnuts. Even so, in this meal, only two little guys ate tofu and eggs, and they were very happy.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Yiping's first time at the home of the head teacher, Mei Qiuping, was not in the mood to do anything on this day. At noon, the women's director of the village came to the house and told her that her brother Yiliang would call the village headquarter in an hour. She was very happy, but she didn't want to wait for Feng Zhenchang to come home for dinner. She took a dollar, locked the door and went to the village with the women's director.

From the village headquarter to Fengjiachong, it took more than three miles to go back and forth, so those who came to the door to inform him to answer the phone would have to hand over a dollar to the village headquarter.

After Mei Qiuping answered the phone and rushed home excitedly, Feng Zhenchang also came back, had already set the dishes, and was waiting for her to eat.

"Have you asked Yiliang?"

"Well, I will ask him if he has eaten sugar-fried chestnuts in the provincial capital? How much is a pound? How many people buy it?"

"What did Yiliang say?"

Mei Qiuping poured half a jar of rough tea in one breath, smiling all over her face, "Yiliang also said that it is six yuan per catty, and there are not many people who sell it, but at least 20 catties can be sold a day."

"Haha," Feng Zhenchang also smiled, "Okay, rest assured, you can sleep peacefully at night! Let's eat quickly."

"Yiliang said he came back when he was collecting chestnuts."

"That's even better. Let's fry it out and let him taste it to see if it tastes like that. If he thinks it's okay, ask him to find a house for us after returning to the provincial capital, as well as the stove and other things that should be purchased."

Mei Qiuping took a few bites of rice, "Then what happens to all the things at home after we leave, what about the pigs, chickens, and the fields? Also, the most urgent thing is to ask for money, travel expenses, and renting a house. Yes, there are also those who buy tea oil and sugar, and they add up to several hundred, where can I get this?"

Feng Zhenchang had already thought about it, "The millet has been harvested early, and the peanuts have also been ripped off. There are not many things left in the field, that is, the rapeseed. Let the second brother and the others watch it. As for the chicken, give the door key to Wei Dong's house and let them help feed it. It's not a big deal, it's just a matter of throwing a few handfuls of millet a day. Money, don't worry, it just falls on the pigs."

"You mean to kill the pig? Is the meat easy to sell at this time? The next-door neighbor killed a pig the day before yesterday, which is Mid-Autumn Festival today, otherwise it won't be sold out." Mei Qiuping was not optimistic about this idea.

"It's okay, I'll go around the village tonight and ask how many people can buy it. If no one can buy it, I'll go to the town to find a pig dealer. We raise our own pigs that don't eat feed, and a pound can cost 18 yuan per pound. Nine to two yuan. If we calculate it like this, we can have at least five hundred yuan. If it is not enough, I will ask Yiliang to help us pay for the rent. He has been outside for so many years, and the several hundred yuan should be there. We'll pay him back when we sell the money."

"Well, let's eat early in the evening. You go around and kill the pigs and sell them yourself. If the price of meat can be higher, we can keep some lard pigs in the water."

Mei Qiuping was a little unwilling. She was lucky this year. The 20-pound piglet she bought in the second half of last year has never been sick and can eat it. Up to now, it is said that it weighs more than 250 pounds. Here, the hardest part is her. In the first six months of the year, in addition to the daily tasks, she has to make at least two large baskets of hogweed a day, otherwise the pigs will not be enough to eat. Although most of the New Year pigs have been sold in the past few years, she has to stay some of them. She doesn't have one or two like this, and she feels a little unhappy in her heart.

"Okay, okay," Feng Zhenchang gave her a chopstick of meat. Today's Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival, and they also weighed jins of meat. The fish pond contracted by my ex-nephew was fishing today, knowing that they had no money. I was reluctant to buy it, so I gave one grass carp and five small crucian carp, so today's dishes are quite rich. "Think about it, on a flat basis, you can earn several hundred yuan a month, isn't it possible to buy a pig in a month?"

Well, when it comes to earning a few hundred yuan a month, Mei Qiuping is happy.

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