Wang Cuilan and Xibao looked at each other, and the latter nodded and said, "Yes, just like my uncle and aunt gave us fish. They went to visit relatives and sent fish to their relatives' homes."

Lu Erxiong always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out so he left it alone. He followed Zhou Zhou out and squatted by the river to watch her kill fish.

After hearing Lu Erxiong's muttering, Zhou Zhou smiled and had no intention of explaining.

Er Xiong said that there are not many people who go to visit relatives to give gifts, but most of them go to the black market.

Some families have a large population and live a tight life, and are reluctant to keep dozens of kilograms of fish for themselves during the New Year. So after they get the fish, they quietly sneak into the black market and sell the fish to urban residents at high prices. A pound of fish can be sold for only one dollar on the black market, and people are rushing to buy it. A few dozen pounds of fish can be sold for dozens of dollars, which is enough to cover a year's living expenses.

Not only fish, but also meat. A pound of good meat can be sold for two or three yuan. Eggs collected by the supply and marketing cooperative are six cents each, and they can be sold for ten cents on the black market. The extra four cents earned are enough to buy two boxes of matches.

As long as they are brave enough, there is nothing they dare not trade in privately, including coarse and fine grains, fruits and vegetables.

The Lu family didn’t want to go for takeout, they didn’t even have enough food at home!

Today, every household received fish. Except for a few families who treated themselves and their families harshly, most of them stewed fish. The smell of fish filled the air above the entire Wanglou brigade, and the children stayed at home and refused to go out.

Fu Bao looks at fish and draws pictures, and the fish swimming in the water are vivid.

Xibao brought two bowls of bacon stewed with cabbage to Wang Zhengguoguo and Wang Fengqiao's family. The bowls were not empty and filled with fried peanuts. He passed by his sister and saw the picture. He was full of praise, "You can give it to me." Grandpa Wen looks at it.”

"Really?" A sweet smile bloomed on Fu Bao's face.

"Of course, our Fubao paintings are very good." Although the technique is a little awkward, the artistic conception is excellent. The innocent mood of children is immersed in the pen and ink, and there is a natural and simple beauty.

Fu Bao happily put away the painting, "Grandpa Wen will come to our house for dinner tonight and I will show it to him."

Without the old man and the old lady, there were eleven people sitting around their dining table. Only Lu Tianzhi didn't come back from sending Xiao Miao. Zhou Zhou's grandma always made Zhou Zhou a meal and gave it to her.

Guan Yu poured wine for Cheng Baoguo and Lu's father, while Xibao moved a plate of fried peanuts to the two elders.

Xibao's cooking skills are very good. He made sweet and sour carp that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was sweet and sour, with all the color, aroma and flavor. He left a little extra soup and poured it into the rice. Several children were reluctant to raise their heads after eating.

Lu Tianzhi came home at this time. He just smelled the smell before entering the house and said, "Save some for me!"

Lu Erxiong quickly took the last large piece of fish belly meat into his bowl.

Lu Tianzhi washed his hands and came in, taking a serious look.

"Well, you Lu Erxiong, don't you hear what I said because of the donkey hair in your ears?" Lu Tianzhi huffed and sat down next to him, sitting on the same bench, almost squeezing Lu Erxiong down.

Lu Erxiong said dissatisfiedly: "Second cousin!"

The wooden basin filled with rice was next to Guan Yu. He poured a bowl for his cousin, "Okay Tianzhi, what are you arguing with the child? There is still more than half of the five or six kilogram fish, which is enough for you to eat."

Lu Tianzhi took a mouthful of rice, took a piece of meat from both sides of the fish spine, and said to Lu Erxiong: "Lu Erxiong, you are very good. The rest is all meat with many thorns. I will mince the meat filling in the afternoon and make dumplings in the evening. I just won’t give it to you.”

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