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Zhao Xiangyun stood in the courtyard and laughed for a while. Then, as if she had thought of something, she followed her into the kitchen.

She took the piece of pork and tied it with hay.

Just as he was about to go out, he was stopped by Chen Wuyue.

"Xiangyun, what are you doing? It's time to eat! " Chen Wuyue asked.

"He's giving us meat!" Zhao Xiangyun's face was slightly red, and her voice was especially soft.

"What are you doing?" Chen Wuyue didn't hear clearly.

"Meat delivery!" I promised to bring someone else pork! " Zhao Xiangyun raised his voice slightly, but his voice was still not loud enough.

Fortunately, Chen Wuyue heard them.

A smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Xiangyun, the pig's feet are done, bring a few to that person!" Chen Wuyue suddenly said.

Hearing that, Zhao Xiangyun thought she was hearing things.

Her mother who was only generous to her, when did she become so generous to outsiders?

How would Zhao Xiangyun know, that Chen Wuyue had long seen through her little thoughts.

Even to the extent that Chen Wuyue secretly guessed that her own daughter was sending meat to Jiang Weimin.

Even though she wasn't too satisfied with her daughter's silent sacrifice.

However, last night, her man Zhao Zhiyuan told her that Jiang Weimin also seemed to be interested in his own daughter.

For the past two days, he had been constantly inquiring about the whereabouts of his daughter.

In other words, Jiang Weimin was someone who might become his son-in-law in the future.

She had heard that Jiang Weimin's character was not bad, and was many times better than that dog called Su Xinghua.

With a good character and her daughter liking her, how could she, Chen Wuyue, not help?

"Mom, let's forget about it! As for the pig's feet, they were nothing else! Eat one piece less. " Zhao Xiangyun said to Chen Wuyue.

"Even a pig's feet have to be given! "If it were a girl …" Chen Wuyue almost called Jiang Weimin his son-in-law, but luckily she kept her mouth shut in time.

Clearing her throat, Chen Wuyue said: "As long as you treat my Xiangyun well, let alone my pig's feet, even if it's an entire pig, I will still gift it to you!"

Zhao Xiangyun, "..."

A big boss is a big boss!

Zhao Xiangyun almost kneeled down.

Probably, in this era, only Chen Wuyue would dare to say such domineering words.

Under Chen Wuyue's forceful request, Zhao Xiangyun picked out two pieces of pig's feet, then some boiled sweet potato powder. Chen Wuyue stuck them to the coarse grain pancakes beside the pot.

Holding these things, Zhao Xiangyun rushed towards Jiang Weimin's house.

When she just arrived at Jiang Weimin's home, she immediately put down her Production Team.

The other Production Team practitioners rushed to their respective homes.

Jiang Weimin did not delay him this time and returned home early. He did not expect to meet Zhao Xiangyun at the entrance.

"Fragrant …" Comrade Zhao! "

Jiang Weimin almost shouted Zhao Xiangyun's name, but when it reached his mouth, he changed it.

Because of what happened earlier, Zhao Xiangyun still had a tight face, as if she did not see Jiang Weimin in her eyes.

Jiang Weimin was not annoyed, "Come in! I will bring you the dishes you left here! "

After Zhao Xiangyun gave the noodles to Jiang Weimin, she left the bowl with him.

Originally, he should have brought it back on the same day, but because of a misunderstanding between Zhao Xiangyun and the others, Zhao Xiangyun didn't even go to the pig farm, let alone look for Jiang Weimin to get a bowl.

"I'm not going to sit down, take out the dishes for me!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

Jiang Weimin quickly brought over the dishes and a clay jar.

"This is for you!" Jiang Weimin handed the jar over to Zhao Xiangyun.

"What is it?" Zhao Xiangyun asked.

"Lard!" Jiang Weimin said.

Zhao Xiangyun was startled, "What?"

"Lard, lard made from lard and fried vegetables, it smells especially good!" Jiang Weimin said.

"Is this thing very hard to get hold of? "You are willing?" Zhao Xiangyun's gaze fell on Jiang Weimin's body.

Lard was a rare commodity in this era.

Most families, you know, live off a little cotton oil.

Vegetable oil was one of the rarest of the rare goods.

Zhao Xiangyun knew that Jiang Weimin was trading with people on the black market, but this lard, if placed on the black market, would require a lot of food or money to exchange, right?

Was he really willing to give it to her?

"Hm!" But you're losing weight right now, so you can't eat too much. "

Jiang Weimin remembered what Zhao Xiangyun said, that she had to slim down.

Since he wanted to be thin, then he shouldn't eat too much oily food.

"I insist on eating it!" It was unknown where Zhao Xiangyun got her temper from, but she suddenly wanted to sing a different tune with Jiang Weimin.

Jiang Weimin also did not understand, and after being startled for a while, continued, "Then after you finish eating, I'll think of a way for you to eat it! "Actually, you don't have to lose weight. It's really good as long as you are healthy!"

Jiang Weimin was just too serious.

Zhao Xiangyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She suddenly felt that she was too petty, after all, she had lived two lifetimes. She shouldn't keep holding a grudge for such a small matter.

"I was joking!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

"I don't want this lard, eat it yourself!" Right, this is for you! "

Zhao Xiangyun took off the basket on her back.

From the basket, he took out a bowl and handed it over to Jiang Weimin.

In the bowl, there were two pieces of pig's feet, a bit of fan, and two crumbs.

"My mom told me to bring this over, don't think too much!" Zhao Xiangyun had a slight feeling that this place was as good as dead.

Then, he took out a piece of meat from the basket. It wasn't much, only about six taels.

However, it was still surprising enough.

It was not easy to buy meat these days.

"This …"

"A good friend of my dad's. His wife is a member of the family at the pork stall of the supply and marketing club. It's much more convenient for us to buy meat than it is for ordinary people!"

Zhao Xiangyun took out Hu Sanan and added him up.

In any case, Jiang Weimin would not ask his father about this.

"Do you?" Jiang Weimin asked directly.

In this era where there were too many people, there was no one who did not want meat. However, Jiang Weimin had to find out if the Zhao Family had any.

Otherwise, he couldn't take it!

"Of course! Where do you think this fan stew came from? " Zhao Xiangyun asked.

Jiang Weimin's face turned slightly red, "How much money do you have here? I'll give you money and tickets! "

"Forget it, there isn't much!" Zhao Xiangyun shook her head.

"Then take this!" Jiang Weimin handed over the jar of lard to Zhao Xiangyun.

Then, he said to Zhao Xiangyun: "Wait for me for a while, I'll go pick some dishes for you!"

Zhao Xiangyun, "..."

He was probably afraid that Zhao Xiangyun would run away, as Jiang Weimin's speed was extremely fast. In a short while, he picked a basket of vegetables and gave it to Zhao Xiangyun.

"If you don't have any more vegetables, come pick them from my garden. I can't eat that much anyway!" Jiang Weimin explained.

"If you can't finish it, you can use it to exchange for food!" Zhao Xiangyun subconsciously said.

There were a total of three portions of land left to themselves. Many people actually didn't plant any vegetables on the land at all.

Sneaking to grow grain, sweet potatoes, that sort of thing.

There was only so much land. If he grew food, he definitely wouldn't be able to grow vegetables.

Therefore, exchanging food for food was a common thing, and it was not worth it.

Food was worth more than food. A basket of food could not be exchanged for two catties of food!