Back to the era with space materials

Is it new...

Si Ningning thought about it for a while.

She had just speculated on the market price before, but she didn't know the actual market price at all, so she said, "Look at the sale. I won't be here before the new year, and I can't go home to buy new year's goods."

It is rare for farmers to take a few days off during the Chinese New Year, and they must tidy up at home and outside. Hericium understood, so he nodded and said "ok", but after a while, Hericium raised a smile like a dogleg:

"Dongdong, is your baby turning one year old? When will it happen? I'll go with you! I haven't met my sister-in-law and my godson yet, so I can only give you a big festive red envelope!"

"..."

It was just a joke on her part. Now that Houtou is going to join the family, where can she go to celebrate her son's first birthday?

No wonder people often say that if you tell a lie, you need to use ten thousand lies to cover it up. Si Ningning has seen this.

and……

The corner of Si Ningning's mouth twitched. Forget about the sister-in-law, what a godson!

"It's still early for this to happen. Just wait and see. If it really comes to fruition, your invitation will be indispensable."

"Hey, I'll be waiting for you then!"

Si Ningning said to her heart: OK, just wait.

Instead, he placed the empty bowl on the broken bedside table in the cubicle and said, "I've finished eating. Please take the time to wash the bowl. I'm going back."

"Hey, go slow on the road!" Hericium put rice into his mouth, got up and followed Si Ningning out, "I won't see you until the end of the year, so I wish you a happy New Year in advance! New year, new atmosphere, prosperous

Make money when fire is in luck!"

【Lucky time: good luck】

Si Ningning threw the basket on her back and walked into the dense rain. She waved her hand without looking back, "You too."

Prosperous, safe and smooth.

Si Ningning thought silently in her heart.

Time flies by, this year's pigs have been fattened, and after delivering the mission pigs, there are still two pigs left in the production team.

On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, pigs were slaughtered. An earthen stove had been built in advance in the open space in front of Zhao Hongbing's house. There was a large pot on it, the heat was rippling, and the water in the pot was boiling.

The people around were fetching water, delivering firewood, and washing buckets and basins. They were very busy, but everyone's face was beaming with joy.

"With this year's pig fat, you can boil the meat with an extra spoonful of oil. It's good, it's really good!"

"No! It would be great if our pigs could be so fat every year!"

The young sisters-in-law were talking happily when suddenly a harsh cry came from the alley. Si Ningning turned around and saw two uncles carrying poles carrying four tightly tied pigs.

Came over.

The operator was Huo Lang. He didn't know whether it was because of the heat or because he was afraid of getting his clothes dirty. He followed the two uncles out of the alley. In such a cold day, he only wore a thin work vest on his upper body.

Everyone hurriedly carried the pigs to the door that had been removed in advance. While they were shouting and asking if the hot water was ready, Si Ningning wrapped up in a military coat and sent it to Huo Lang, "When will you kill pigs again?"

And you’re wearing so little, aren’t you cold? What should you do if you get sick?”

Si Ningning lowered her chin slightly and hid half of her face in her collar, so that no one else could see that she was speaking.

If Huo Lang hadn't had a good ear and recognized her voice, he would have ignored her in this chaotic environment.

"It's hard to move around if you wear too much, and it's also hot." Huo Lang put his elbow on Si Ningning and stood two steps to the side, "Stand far away. After a while, the concrete will be poured and blood will be splashed everywhere. Don't get your clothes dirty."

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After saying that, his eyes shifted from the pig that kept jumping up and down on the door panel to Si Ningning. Huo Lang lowered his brows and asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you going to buy a ticket tomorrow?"

"Yes." Si Ningning nodded, his pupils swayed, and after thinking, he said truthfully: "I made an agreement with Mo Bei. When the time comes, I will give him money and ask him to buy it for me."

Huo Lang paused and turned around to look at Si Ningning, "What do you want him to buy for you?"

Si Ningning was a little confused, "He has a military household registration and can buy a sleeper workshop, so I..."

"Have you forgotten what I do?"

"Well……"

Huo Lang took a step forward, and his whole body had a rather coercive aura. Si Ningning couldn't help but take a step back. Only then did her brain turn around, and belatedly remembered that Huo Lang also had a military household registration!

"I said I didn't expect it, do you believe it?" Si Ningning scratched her head in embarrassment.

At that time, most educated youths were talking about buying tickets. She might have been a little carried away. At that time, she only thought that it was pity that Xu Shuhua and the others could not go home. As for the fact that Huo Lang was a soldier and had military status, she was really

I didn't expect it.

Huo Lang frowned and looked unhappy. It could be seen that Si Ningning's eyes were clear and sincere, and he could probably tell that Si Ningning really didn't think of this matter.

Not happy at all, Huo Lang suppressed his dissatisfaction, bowed slightly, leaned close to Si Ningning's ear and said forcefully: "Don't let him buy it for you, I will take you there tomorrow."

This is jealousy plus a declaration of ownership.

Si Ningning nodded helplessly and smiled: "Okay, I'll tell him when I get back to the educated youth spot later."

The twenty-eight-hour drive is no joke. It would be better to be more convenient and comfortable, but if Huo Lang could also buy a sleeper ticket, Si Ningning wouldn't have to bother Mo Bei.

It saves you from owing a favor and looking for an opportunity to repay it later.

"Yes." Huo Lang responded, his tight brows instantly relaxed, and even the tail of his eyebrows slightly raised in pleasure, perfectly showing his good mood.

Si Ningning felt funny in her heart, and the two stood side by side quietly for a long time. When she remembered something, Si Ningning put her hands in her pockets without taking them out, and bumped Huo Lang's arm with her elbow, "You are responsible for killing the pigs.

When the commune members buy meat, are you responsible for cutting it?"

"Yeah." Huo Lang nodded and asked Si Ningning: "What's wrong? You want to buy it too? Don't buy it. I'll buy it for you later."

"Listen to me on this matter," Si Ningning said forcefully.

Could what Holang bought be the same as what she bought?

If other people in the educated youth spot saw it, would they say it was the same size? Also, if Si Ningning wanted to buy meat by himself, it was actually just a pretense.

Taking this opportunity to cross the road, she bought five or eight kilograms of meat in one go and went back to marinate it, eat it slowly, and cut it, which could indirectly conceal the fact that she had taken the meat out of the space.

Si Ningning's face turned serious, her chin tightened into a peach pit, and her attitude was very firm. Huo Lang could only nod, "Okay, it's up to you."

She buys hers, he buys his, and they always eat the same thing.

Si Ningning smiled and nodded with satisfaction, "That's pretty much it."

After he finished speaking, he opened his round deer eyes again and told Huo Lang, "I like to eat lean meat. Cut it for me when you find it right. Don't let it be too fat!"

"Okay." Huo Lang nodded helplessly. At this moment, Zhao Hongbing's rough voice came from the crowd: "Alang, hurry up, we are ready! Kill this one quickly, there is another one behind you!

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