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Volume 1 Countryside 011 Swapping Meat

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    Speaking of Lian Yexiang, she managed to get from a rural girl to the position of director of women's affairs by dressing up and being cute. Basically, she didn't care about the women's work in the village. She just accompanied the village cadres to eat and drink every day.  , which made the wives of village officials dislike her very much, and secretly listed her as their number one enemy.

    In the past two years, Lian Yexiang has a good temper and has shown that he does not take the whole village seriously. This is because his husband, Liu Hai, goes out to work. It is said that he works on a construction site in the county and can get back one yuan every year.  For more than a thousand yuan, he also bought Lian Yexiang fashionable clothes worn by women in big cities, gold bars, gold necklaces, etc. Lian Yexiang looked gorgeous and attracted the attention of countless gentlemen, and also attracted the attention of the villagers.  The women were jealous and secretly called her a coquettish vixen.

    Even after Ye Xiang persuaded Wang Baoyu, the village officials immediately agreed to let Baoyu drink, which made the officials and wives roll their eyes at their men.

    Wang Baoyu didn't want to buy her fault, so he declined and said: "Sister Lian, I can't drink. I've taken it from my heart. Let's forget about the wine!" As soon as these words came out, the family members of the cadres and family members here were somewhat relieved. Take a look.  I, I look at you, gloating about your misfortune.

    "No, you must drink this wine. I'm in charge of the women's work in the village. If you don't drink it, don't blame me for not helping you when you find a wife." Lian Yexiang raised his glass and said with a smile.

    Even after Ye Xiang finished speaking, she didn't forget to turn around and asked Ma Shunxi in a low voice, "You said what I said is right, am I right, Village Chief Ma?" After speaking, he glanced at Zheng Fenglan proudly, looking very arrogant.

    "Yes, Baoyu, even the director's wine must be drunk, otherwise I won't agree. It's a man who drinks it!" Ma Shunxi shouted loudly, making his wife Zheng Fenglan glare at him in anger.

    Wang Baoyu had no choice but to drink another drink.  Drinking is like this. After one drink, there will be a second drink. After drinking the second glass, it means you can still drink. Perhaps in order to agree with the Party Secretary Chi Licai, Ma Shunxi and the other village cadres each toasted Wang Baoyu a glass. Today's  Wang Baoyu stole the show, and no gentleman in the village could toast with so many village cadres.

    Although Wang Baoyu had a certain amount of alcohol, he couldn't bear the barrage, so he drank more quickly. After a while, he became jealous and felt sleepy.

    After the village cadres finished toasting at the table and left, the women in the West House put the cigarettes, candies, and melon seeds scattered on the table into their pockets, then broke up and went back to their homes.

    Wang Baoyu was carrying her godfather¡¯s compass bag on her back, her eyelids were a little twitching, and she felt a little anxious, so she staggered to the toilet to relieve herself.  The toilets in rural areas are all in a corner of the vegetable garden, usually surrounded by wooden boards. Wang Baoyu took a quick pee, put on his pants, and was about to go out. Through the gap in the door, he saw a fat Chef Ding suddenly appearing in the room.  At the door of the vegetable garden, I looked around with a very nervous expression.

    "What is Fatty Ding trying to do? No, I want to see." With this thought, Wang Baoyu gently closed the slightly open toilet door, leaned his body to one side, and leaned his head on the gap to look out.  With.

    As expected, Chef Ding looked over here, and deliberately scanned the toilet. When he was sure that no one was there, he walked to the edge of the garden in a few steps, placed a paper bag under the seedling frame, and left quickly.

    Wang Baoyu waited for him to go away before leaving the toilet. Curiously, he walked quickly towards the place where Chef Ding hid the paper bag. Seeing that there was no one around, Wang Baoyu opened the paper bag and took a look. He felt really happy and exclaimed in his heart,  Let¡¯s go out to see the joy!

    It turned out that the paper package contained a piece of pig meat. It was neither fat nor thin, weighing at least two kilograms.  It seemed that Chef Ding must have wanted to find an opportunity to take the pork away after the banquet was over.  Cook Ding's help is always indispensable for weddings and funerals in the village. It seems that he does this a lot. No wonder the whole family is so fat.

    Wang Baoyu hesitated for only a third of a second, then quickly took the pork out of the paper bag, put it into his compass bag, and pressed it hard until it couldn't be seen from the outside, then he felt relieved.

    Looking at the paper bag on the ground, Wang Baoyu suddenly had a prank idea. He put a piece of soil stained with cow dung not far away into the paper bag again, wrapped it up, and left with a bad smile.

    Wang Baoyu returned to the house, feeling that everything had happened without him noticing, and felt very happy. When he arrived in the east room, he saw his godfather Jia Zhengdao, telling the drunk accountant Zhang Shiqu how he understood Feng Shui.  experience.

    Wang Baoyu picked a stool and sat aside to wait. Jia Zhengdao also drank some wine. He was in high spirits and preached in a loud voice: "As long as I have seen Feng Shui, there is nothing bad about it. Zhang Sanfeng from Lijiatun, his son will be here this year."  Admitted to university; accountant in Taiping Village"

    "Here we go again." Wang Baoyu rubbed his head with a headache. He just wanted to lie on the kang and sleep. He was really not interested in listening to his godfather tell the past again, so he stepped forward and said hello, said goodbye to his godfather, and said goodbye.I went home first.

    When we walked to the yard, the formal banquet had ended. Some of the men who came to help stayed at the bottom to eat. They packed up their work one after another and simply played poker on the table while waiting for dinner. Chef Ding was  Wiping the kitchen knife, just looking at the oily mouth showed that he had eaten a lot while cooking.

    Wang Baoyu walked past him and suddenly stopped, staring at Chef Ding, motionless.

    Chef Ding was a little embarrassed by Wang Baoyu's sight, and asked in a naive voice: "Baoyu, what's got you? What are you looking at? There are flowers on my face?"

    Wang Baoyu did not smile, but said with a very serious expression: "Cook Ding, I am very good. But you, you killed too much, and I saw a trace of evil on your face."

    "Evil spirit?" Chef Ding was stunned at first, and then laughed and said, "Baoyu, don't pretend to be a ghost. Just with the knife in my hand, the monsters will be so scared that they will kneel down and call you uncle when they see me."

    "Shh, Chef Ding, don't talk nonsense. A fox fairy has found you now, so you can take care of yourself!" Wang Baoyu's expression remained serious, and he left after speaking.

    Wang Baoyu, who had gained a lot, returned home, took the pork out of the bag and gave it to his godmother Lin Zhaodi. She couldn't eat anything delicious at home, so she would definitely satisfy her craving this time.  Lin Zhaodi happily asked Baoyu where the meat came from. Wang Baoyu only said that it was given by others. Seeing that her godson was a little drunk, Lin Zhaodi did not ask too much and let Wang Baoyu go to the west room to lie down and sleep.

    Let's talk about it later. Chef Ding finished packing everything, took the 20 yuan that Ma Shun happily rewarded, took a detour outside the vegetable garden, reached out and stuffed the paper bags from the garden into his clothes, hummed a song and went home. He was a little strange on the way.  , this meat is usually soft, why is it so hard today?
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