Chapter 92： 092, the flower of a village (for sure enough)

"Okay, you guys quickly carry this wild boar down the mountain."

Qin Yuejin directed a few young guys to work quickly. Although the group of people at the foot of the mountain was driven to work by him, their thoughts were definitely on this wild boar. What about meat.

This whole village is divided into meat, and there are still more things to take care of.

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In the wasteland at the foot of the mountain, a group of people are working in their hands, but their mouths are not idle, which is completely opposite to the way they used to work hard and look sad.

At this moment, everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles, their expressions were full of hope, and even their tone of voice seemed very light.

"This famine has really made people sick enough. Fortunately, the days are over. There is still wild boar to eat today. When the spring starts next year, the food will be planted, and the day will finally come to an end."

"Our family has been eating meat for half a year. These days are really boring."

"I don't know how big the wild boar is, and how much each family can get. It's really hard for the elderly in the family."

"We've got the blessing of that kid Mingsheng today."

"This is Mingsheng. He has been smart and capable since he was a child. Not only is he an expert in working in the field, but he is also so promising in reading."

"Yeah, in the surrounding villages, I'm afraid I can't find a better guy than him."

"I don't know what kind of girl Mingsheng likes. My parents' family also has a niece who is ready to marry..."

"Come on, just as your niece looks like, Mingsheng will definitely dislike it. If someone wants to marry, he must also marry a daughter-in-law in the city."

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A group of women gossip about Qin Mingsheng's personal problems with high spirits.

And in a place overgrown with weeds, a young girl looked unhappy.

"Hmph, what are the good things about women in the city, soft and weak, brother Ming Sheng wouldn't like such a woman, Lianhua, do you mean Brother Sheng will marry a girl in the city?"

Lin Lianhua's eyes flickered, "I'm not sure, Jiaojiao, will your mother really go to Aunt Qiuhua to kiss her?"

The girl, who was quite unhappy before, suddenly became shy, and her face flushed.

"Well, my mother said that I will only go in these two days. In the past three years, there has been famine everywhere, and no one has much food, so I need to raise a mouth. But now, the famine is over, and the spring is coming, and the days of every household will gradually gradually. It's getting better, my mother said, spring is also more suitable for weddings."

When it came to marriage, Qin Jiao couldn't help but feel happy, and her whole face showed a look of joy.

Lin Lianhua pursed her lips and asked thoughtfully, "Then do you think Brother Mingsheng will agree?"

Qin Jiao widened her eyes and said proudly, "Brother Mingsheng, why don't you agree?"

She is the most beautiful girl in the whole village, and many men are privately courting her. Moreover, her grandfather is the production team leader, and her father is also the secretary of the commune, so the whole village belongs to their family with the best conditions.

She is so good, how could Brother Mingsheng disagree? Last year, the marriage was not agreed, and it was also because of the famine that every family had a difficult life. Her parents were reluctant to let her marry too shabby and endure hardship.

In their room, she was the only child. Grandpa, grandma, and parents had loved her very much since she was a child, and she was almost always responsive to her requests.

She dared to say that in a few villages, no girl's dowry could compare to her own.