Chapter 1022

The sound of dry grass leaves being stepped on echoed on the hillside. Da Wang raised his head and discovered it was Qiaoqiao, so he hurried over:

"Woo..."

The manly Da Wang was also very good at acting spoiled, especially in the last few days when he heard the lively atmosphere at home on the mountain; every time this happened, there was always delicious extra food...

What's for breakfast today?

He poked his head to look into the bucket in Qiaoqiao's hand, only to see a plastic bag inside, and he could faintly smell the wisps of alcohol...

"Woo..." Da Wang retreated a step, feeling wronged.

Good dogs cannot drink alcohol.

But he soon raised his head again, his hot tongue licking Qiaoqiao's fingers, always feeling that he wasn't very happy.

Qiaoqiao was indeed not happy.

He was the one who fed the pigs on the back mountain most of the time, and they knew how to enjoy themselves; he even had to use a shoe brush to brush their fur every day!

After all, in his eyes, a 400-jin pig was really not worth mentioning; we aren't short of people with strength today.

Every time he brushed them, the piggies would grunt and lie down, feeling so comfortable. They also had full trust in Qiaoqiao, which made Qiaoqiao reluctant to part with them!

Wu Lan nodded: "Sure! You have great strength, so I'll come and lend a hand when the time comes, and we'll lift the pig down together."

Tan Tan said, it's best if the whole village comes to plant vegetables for our family; everyone prospers together and suffers together.

Old Yang leaned over to ask curiously: "Anyway, since you're going to get the pig drunk, why not let it come down before eating? It would save so much trouble. And it wouldn't be afraid when it sees people down the mountain, right?"

"Good! It's still you young girls who have soft hearts... but this is also good; the pig won't be afraid, and the meat will be even more fragrant."

"I'll have Song Tan bring some fermented glutinous rice up the mountain; it's used for brewing wine, it's strong, and it can knock them out in a while."

Many people, lively.

There were Master Jiang and his wife from down the mountain, the old man's group, and even Yanran, Tang Xiaodong, and Grandpa Qi Lin, who had rushed over overnight, dusty and tired.

And early in the morning at the Old Song family's place, the courtyard was already densely packed with many people.

Li Baoni, who was speaking, sighed: "Don't mention it! My age is over the limit now, and the two factories I found this year weren't doing well. When I was busy, my feet didn't touch the ground, and I had to run and grab food just to eat... I was originally looking at the 180 yuan a day they promised, gritting my teeth to hold on."

Just as she was speaking, several aunts from the village came over, calling out enthusiastically from far away: "Qiaoqiao, we're here to sponge off a meal at your place today!"

She looked sincere: "It's just a bit harder on the mountain, but in your spare time, you can still plant some vegetables for your own family, and then find someone to collect them uniformly; it can still be a source of income..."

But sister said, the reason we're raising piggies now is to eat meat; otherwise, we wouldn't be raising them.

The big manly man took a deep breath, standing at the entrance of the pig pen at this moment, listening to them shouting for food, and finally opened the bag.

However, you still have to find people.

At this moment, she invited them half-jokingly: "It's fine, come work at my place tomorrow! My family has quite a lot of land contracted now, and we'll be short of people next year!"

Ge Xian was adjusting her apron, and at this moment, she also hurriedly responded: "Come, come, come, I'm only afraid you won't come; there are seventeen or eighteen tables in total today, and I can't handle so many dishes by myself."

And if the whole village develops well, everyone has money in their pockets, and with all the coming and going, won't more people be willing to stay in the countryside?

"That pig of yours is raised fat; a white pig is sure to be 400 jin, it'll take people to carry it down from the mountain!"

Now the industry outside is involutional, and no job is easy to do. If you really don't consider medical care and children's education, staying here for a transition is fine too.

"This lousy job, anyway, I can't go on for another day."

Along with her was someone from Zhou Shunshui's family in the village; they just had a grandson this year, and the couple went out before the second month, thinking about earning money together!

Qiaoqiao had a count in his heart.

The pig slaughterers didn't quite understand this kind of thinking, but the one paying was the boss, so they gave a thumbs up to show respect:

And on the other party's slightly dark face, a trustworthy smile also appeared.

"Changed five factories in half a year!" The Zhou Shunshui couple were very frustrated: "I'm not going out with that agency next year no matter what."

"Bang bang," it was indeed powerful.

Grandpa Qi Lin was dizzy from brushing test tubes; obviously, this career path was one he had never thought of before studying this major. At this moment, he was numbly drinking porridge, and only this kind of sweetness could save his dull soul.

He turned his head and asked them curiously: "Li Baoni, you're working, don't you rest for two days? Didn't I hear you just came back yesterday?"

Just as he was pondering which strong people to find to lend a hand, he saw the young Secretary Zhu's own grandfather leaning over happily:

"That's not necessary." Ge Xian leaned over, staring at the pig slaughterers' rain boots and aprons, which were stained with blood that couldn't be washed off:

"Old Song, you don't need to worry about lifting the pig; look at our own family, our bodies are rock hard! We've got plenty of strength!"

Professor Song felt sorry for his students, and at this moment, he and Teacher Tang put scallion pancakes into their bowls: "Eat quickly, eat more; we're recruiting here next year, if you really can't stand it, just stay."

"Hurry up and boil water! Boil more water! The row of stoves for cooking on the side of the road isn't being used, just light them all."

Tang Xiaodong didn't even need to mention it—before going to work, he thought he could hold an iron rice bowl and live a leisurely life. After going to work, he discovered that this iron rice bowl wasn't that easy to hold.

That's even less of a concern.

Yanran could squat at the countryside base and talk for several hours just by catching a hen; it's still better here!

Zhang Yanping, who was editing the live stream preview upstairs, sneezed violently!

"Who are the people coming to lend a hand? Come and help hold the pig later..."

The three of them had been corporate slaves for a few months, and at this moment, their faces were full of vicissitudes; early in the morning, they squatted on the porch drinking porridge without any image, and the work experience they told was full of blood and tears.

The returning migrant workers listened and were very moved, and before they could speak, they heard someone shouting at the door again:

Wu Fang asked as soon as she entered the courtyard: "Where's Zhang Yanping? It's so busy today, he wouldn't be slacking off, would he?"

"As a result, the efficiency wasn't good later, and the wages didn't count... They turned it directly into piece-rate, but there was no work, earning only a few dozen yuan a day... Oh my! I'm not going out with that agency next year."

Their own family is holding a banquet in the village; the men, women, old, and young who returned from working yesterday add up to fifty or sixty people, so they aren't short of people at all!

Wu Lan shook her head: "They are very clever. And there are too many people here, it's not convenient."

"Oh my, Qiaoqiao, your relatives have come too!"

Qiaoqiao turned out of the courtyard to see that it was his aunt Song Hongmei, who hadn't come for a long time, and his own sister Wu Fang!

And the result?

As he spoke, he patted the chest of Du, who was beside him.

And the pig slaughterers had already come early; at this moment, they were each sharpening their knives, while also instructing the villagers who came to help: