Chapter 175

After a while, Wang Shuai said, "Come on, brothers, today we have to drink well with Little An."

After the group brought the sheep carcasses and other things into the house, Wang An saw the beautiful woman who had always been at Wu Dong's place but rarely showed her face.

Then Wang An heard Wang Shuai and the others all call her "Sister-in-law"!

Wang An was stunned on the spot because he had always assumed this woman wasn't Wu Dong's wife!

However, Wang An followed the three of them and, immediately after their voices, called out "Sister-in-law"!

After calling out, Wang An secretly rejoiced that his reaction was fast enough, because this "Sister-in-law" didn't sound abrupt. If others had known about his "constant assumption," how embarrassing that would have been!

The five of them sat on the kang chatting idly. After a while, Wu Dong seemed to suddenly remember something and handed a kraft paper bag to Wang An.

This thing was likely the various documents for the Fang Xiue sisters.

Wang An took a pile of papers out of the kraft paper bag, looked at them briefly, put them back, folded them, and tucked them into his cotton coat pocket.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" Wu Dong asked with a smile after seeing Wang An put the bag away.

It had to be said, although Wu Dong was efficient and straightforward in his dealings, his power was truly immense!

Everything was handled in one day; from now on, the Fang Xiue sisters would change from rural household registration to urban, and they would eat the commodity grain that everyone envied!

Most importantly, their jobs were also settled; the sisters were now doctors at the county hospital!

What kind of strength did Wu Dong possess to show this?

And this kind of thing seemed like it wasn't even a matter to him at all.

Wang An smiled and said, "If Brother Wu handles it, I must be satisfied!"

Wu Dong suddenly said, "When they go to report to the county hospital, go directly to Vice President Zou. If Vice President Zou isn't there, look for Director Qu. You must make it clear to them: only look for these two. If neither of them is there, go home first and go back the next day."

"Understood, I definitely won't forget that," Wang An nodded and said. Although he didn't know what was going on, he just had to listen; he would do exactly as told.

After chatting for a while longer, Wu Dong's wife finished cooking. Wang An glanced at the wall clock in Wu Dong's house; it wasn't even 10 o'clock yet. They were eating really early!

They had made quite a few dishes—eight full dishes. This standard was quite high!

It was clear that these people really took Wang An seriously, because in this era, in this season, on this land in the Northeast, most of these dishes shouldn't have existed at all!

Stewed tofu, celery stir-fried with meat, tomato stir-fried with eggs, green pepper stir-fried with meat, pork ribs stewed with green beans, smashed cucumber, braised eggplant, and vegetables with dipping sauce.

The green onions in the dipping sauce weren't the large ones stored by Northeasterners in the autumn; they were small green onions, though the tips of the leaves were slightly frozen.

The cabbage wasn't the cabbage stored in autumn, but fresh, finger-length baby cabbage.

The radishes weren't large radishes, but small water radishes.

If it were summer, these things would be common; in the countryside, you could say there would be more than you could eat, and many would be dried.

But this was winter, with daytime temperatures below -30 degrees Celsius and nighttime temperatures below -40 degrees Celsius.

Wang An knew that plastic greenhouses already existed by this time, but outside of big cities like Bingcheng, they didn't exist in the county town at all.

Even in Bingcheng, these things weren't common; the construction cost was too high, and they weren't something ordinary people could build. Besides, the temperature in the Northeast was too low; if you weren't careful, the entire greenhouse of vegetables would freeze to death.

Furthermore, the price of these things could never be cheap, because no matter the time, rare items were always ridiculously expensive—outrageously so!

In other words, these vegetables were all transported by Wu Dong and his friends from Bingcheng. This gesture was truly impressive!

However, no matter how rare the items were, no matter how ridiculously expensive they were, and no matter the time or era, there was never a shortage of rich people to buy them!

To be honest, Wang An had been reborn for so long, and this was the first time he had eaten out-of-season vegetables. He had to say, they were delicious! Truly delicious!

Although the four of them were second-generation youths, it was clear that even they didn't eat these things often in this season, so everyone at the table ate their fill.

After eating and drinking their fill, Wang An said goodbye and left—or rather, he left without saying goodbye, because the four of them had taken turns toasting Wang An, but they had all drunk too much and were now lying on the kang asleep!

Although Wang An had drunk the most, other than feeling a bit hot and having a slightly fuzzy head, he felt no other discomfort. As the cold wind blew while he drove the sled, his head instantly became much clearer.

Actually, the reason Wang An drank so much but felt nothing was because the old Wang family was like that. Whether it was the eldest uncle Wang Dashu, the second uncle Wang Daliang, or his father Wang Dazhu, including the five younger brothers except for Wang Yi, they could all drink until they died, and no matter how much they drank, they felt the same.

In his past life, when Wang An was bored, he did an experiment on himself: he drank white liquor, totaling 6 bottles of 1-jin 42-degree Maozi!

He found that besides being a bit fuzzy and feeling hot all over, the biggest feeling was being bloated—his stomach was particularly bloated. Later, he peed several times before falling asleep.

The feeling of being bloated from alcohol was miserable! Since then, Wang An drank at most one bottle and never drank more.

Because the very next day, Wang An smelled the whole toilet full of the smell of alcohol. That smell was truly foul, even overpowering the smell of feces. The two smells mixed together—it was impossible to describe what it smelled like!

Anyway, the whole toilet didn't smell right; it was truly disgusting!

Soon, Wang An arrived at his own house, where the Fang Xiue sisters were.

When Wang An knocked on the door, he suddenly realized that he was destined for a life of toil. Since his rebirth, he hadn't had a single day of rest. Even if he wasn't mountain-hunting or coming to the county town, he would be busy with Shen Wei.

After a short while, he heard a voice from inside: "Who is it?"

"Me, Wang An," Wang An said.

There was another "clanging" sound of the door bar falling, and then the gate was opened.

This time, Fang Xiue opened the door herself. Seeing Wang An, she seemed quite happy and said with a smile, "You're back."

These four words made Wang An pause. What did "You're back" mean?

Fang Xiue's posture was like a wife waiting for her husband to return home.

Although Wang An felt a bit awkward, he didn't take it to heart. Who didn't have a slip of the tongue?

Wang An handed half a blue sheep carcass to Fang Xiue, held the 2 jumping cats and 2 pheasants in his hands, and walked into the courtyard.

Fang Xiue didn't follow; instead, she placed the half-carcass on a snow pile to the side and walked outside the courtyard to lead the horse pulling the sled into the yard.

Seeing Wang An turn back to look at her, Fang Xiue smiled and said, "The county hasn't been peaceful lately; there are a lot of thieves. Don't let the sled get stolen."

Wang An frowned but didn't say anything, turning and walking into the house.

Throwing the jumping cats and pheasants on the floor of the outer room, Wang An went straight into the east room.

There was no one in the room, and he didn't know where Fang Xiuying had gone, but explaining things to Fang Xiue was the same.

Those two sisters were so cunning; there was no way they would mess this up!

After waiting a while longer, Fang Xiue closed and barred the gate before entering the house.

It's the end of the month. Dear readers with tickets, throw them out; they're getting moldy in your hands. Haha, thank you, thank you.

(End of this chapter)