Wearing to the 70s: Mr. Rough Man, Please Spare Me

Chapter 167 Kill the New Year Pig



Chapter 167 Kill the New Year Pig

"When the college entrance examination resumes, we all start from the same starting point. After all, you have to go to the countryside and work, how much knowledge can you remember from high school? If you study more when you are free, will you win at the starting line? Already?" An Xin encouraged.

"I don't know when the college entrance examination will resume. How long will it take? I don't think I have the perseverance..." Dou Xiaoxi was a little discouraged.

"It's 76 now, so just stick with it for two years. It's equivalent to going to high school one more time than others. If there is no more news, then we will have no regrets."

"This..." Dou Xiaoxi thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, at least I won't regret it then."

So after dinner, the two of them started to review.

But what shocked An Xin was that Dou Xiaoxi's grades were really not that bad. It seemed that he had really started reviewing from scratch.

The days passed by like this, and in a blink of an eye it was time for the production team to kill the New Year pig.

Every year when the New Year is approaching, after the production team has completed the task of pigs, the other excess pigs are killed for everyone to celebrate the New Year.

The breeders of the production team raised the pigs very well this year, so after handing in the task pigs, there were still five pigs weighing about 5 kilograms.

Early in the morning, the square was bustling with people, especially children, who all ran to join in the fun.

An Xin was a little unmotivated. She always felt tired during this period because her belly was inflating like a balloon.

The belly that was originally just over 4 months old looks similar to that of over [-] months old.

However, the doctor also said before that she was afraid of difficult labor due to multiple pregnancies, so she had to exercise, even walking normally.

So here she is.

Fang Ping, who was about to queue up, was the first to see it. She came over in a hurry and frowned: "I didn't ask Jianguo to bring you a message yesterday. I'll send you your share. Or should I say that brat?" Forgot?"

"Well, Jianguo said yesterday that I would just walk this way. It's okay. The doctor also asked me to walk more, right?" An Xin responded with a smile.

"An Xin, this cat in winter, I didn't expect you to be a lot more mellow." Aunt Wang, who had just arrived, walked over and teased.

Fang Ping continued with a smile: "You are all here, you still can't tell."

Aunt Wang then patted her forehead: "It's my fault, why didn't you think of it? Congratulations!"

"Congratulations for what?" Aunt Ma also came over and asked in surprise.

"I won't tell you this!" Aunt Wang looked mysterious, but the look in her eyes towards An Xin betrayed him.

I saw her looking An Xin up and down, clapped her hands, and said with a smile, "Is this true? You can't even tell by wearing these clothes."

Then more and more people surrounded An An and Fang Ping, congratulating each other one after another. Fang Ping was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and An An also thanked them one by one with a smile.

An Xin, who was surrounded by everyone, suddenly didn't know that there was a person not far away staring at her, like a cold poisonous snake staring at its prey.

"Comrades, please be quiet! Please be quiet!" There was a sound of gongs, and Dou Yong was heard shouting over there.

The noisy square fell silent for an instant, and Dou Yong was heard saying some inspiring words.

He also talked about some changes in pig raising in the production brigade next year.

That is, starting from next year, pig raising can be regarded as a side job for members' families. That is, each member of the cooperative is allowed to raise pigs, but at the end of next year, he will have to hand over half of the task pigs, and if the pigs are raised to death, work points will be deducted.

As soon as this news came out, everyone started to make a fuss.

Some thought this was a good opportunity so that they would not have to worry about having no meat to eat during the Chinese New Year next year, but some were worried that they would die and their work points would be deducted. Everyone suddenly didn’t know how to make a decision.

"Okay, there's no rush about this. On the [-]th day of the first lunar month, all of you who raise pigs will have to sign up with the accountant. Now we'll start dividing the pigs into new years. I hope everyone can have a good New Year."

Thunderous applause broke out from the crowd, and then the pork was divided enthusiastically.

An Xin originally wanted to queue up, but was stopped by Fang Ping: "What queue? Your dad is there, I'll just go and get it!"

"Mom, there's no need..." Besides, you've already come, so there's nothing wrong with queuing up.An Xin's last words were interrupted.

"What's the matter? Just wait here and I'll come as soon as I can!" Fang Ping said and walked straight ahead.

"Old man, weigh me one person first." Fang Ping said bluntly.

Dou Yong looked at Fang Ping in disbelief. He knew that he had been the captain for so many years and the old woman had never sought benefits for him. Why did he jump in line?

"Hurry up. Girl An is waiting over there. It's so cold, so I'm not afraid of freezing your grandson." Fang Pingyi ordered.

"You let An Yatou go back first, I will send him over in a moment." Dou Yong was also worried about his grandson, but if he jumped in line, it was not a good custom.

"Girl An is pregnant. This is a good thing. Ayong doesn't dare to make the decision. I will make the decision to divide Girl An's share." It was the old party secretary who spoke. After saying this, he looked at Dou Yong as if he was angry with Tie Bu Chenggang.

"Uncle Xu, this is inappropriate!" Dou Yong shook his head.

"What's the matter? Are you the first to come? What's wrong with sharing a portion in advance? I wonder who dares to say it." The old party secretary said loudly. This was not only said to Dou Yong, but also to everyone. .

"Yes, the old party secretary is right!" the deputy captain also agreed.

Even Butcher Zhang was very discerning and cut off a good piece of pork and handed it to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping naturally thanked An Xin in every possible way, and then walked towards An Xin in the crowd, handed her the meat, and let Jianguo, who was playing nearby, lead An Xin home.

This scene naturally caught Yu Wanqing's eyesight, and she could see her clenching her hands, her eyes filled with unwillingness and jealousy.

The fact that she had just learned that An An was pregnant had deeply stimulated her, and now that she saw An An being pampered in every way, her eyes were slowly filled with red bloodshot eyes.

Why is God so unfair, not only depriving her of the ability to be a mother, but also letting her jump from the fire pit of Chu Wenhao into the abyss of a second-rate son.

She regretted it, she really regretted it!

Why did you instigate Chu Wenhao to take her away when the mistress came looking for her because she wanted to escape from him?

You're pregnant, right? My baby was lost because of you, and my uterus was lost because of you, so I want to let you have a taste of this.

Yu Wanqing's clenched hands tightened even more, digging her nails into her flesh, but she had no intention of letting go.

Some people have this mentality: the world must go according to their ideas. If it goes off track, it is the world's fault, not her fault. They always blame their own faults on others.


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