Chapter 3 (1/2)

After Feng Xiaofu had been jumping around for a while, the harm was no longer painful.

When he looked at the boar again, he couldn't help squinting and laughing.

There are too many pork to eat in a short time. It's too hot. We must kill it quickly and then salt it.

In this way, there will be no shortage of meat for a long time in the future.

When eating, it must be delicious with some mushrooms, bamboo shoots, especially the herbs introduced in the inheritance.

”Get up!”

Feng Xiaofu took the boar's right hind leg, looked at old Feng's grave again, took the bottle of sorghum wine in his left hand and went home with a smile.

When he got home, he immediately began to bleed, open, deal with internal organs, divide pork and pickle.

His family ran out of salt and he came to the canteen again.

”Xiao Fu, you didn't come last summer vacation. Don't you know about Su Yingxia?”

The hostess of the canteen is a middle-aged woman who is very talkative. Although she is nearly 40 years old, she still has a lingering charm.

What kind of mother, basically what kind of daughter.

Her daughter is a well-known village flower in all the surrounding villages. She has been a substitute teacher in the village a few years ago. At the same time, she is also carefully preparing to participate in the teacher's examination, so that she can eat imperial food.

She said, with a sad and compassionate expression on her face.

In this situation, Feng Xiaofu's head is full of question marks.

”Aunt Wang, who is Su Yingxia? Why haven't I heard of this man? Is he from our village?”

Aunt Wang smiled bitterly, shook her head, pointed to Feng Xiaofu's next door and lowered her voice.

”Su Yingxia is the daughter-in-law that your eldest brother gang married just last year. She looks really good. She is no worse than your younger sister Xiaofang. Especially the figure, cough... I was jealous.

You're still young. I'll tell you you don't understand.

What my aunt wants to tell you is that your big brother fell from a six story construction site last year and was out of breath on the spot.

At that time, Su Yingxia was pregnant. Her mother's family also has a brother. They dislike her bad luck and don't let her go back. She gave birth to a daughter in our village... ”

Aunt Wang said, wiping her tears.

Su Yingxia, with a child under the age of 1, had to farm and lived a hard life.

Without money, she went up the mountain to pick mushrooms and dig bamboo shoots while her children were sleeping.

Every once in a while, she will sell more mushrooms and bamboo shoots to small traders in other villages to collect mountain goods.

”It's not easy. I'll help her more in the future!”

In Feng Xiaofu's impression, brother Dagang is very down-to-earth and enthusiastic about people.

Feng Xiaofu was kind-hearted. After learning about Su Yingxia, he thought of his plan and really planned to help her.

After returning home, Feng Xiaofu pickled the pork. Seeing that the sun was about to set, he went to Houshan to pick some mushrooms, bamboo shoots and various medicinal materials.

Then he cooked dinner by the open-air stove in the yard.

Feng Xiaofu has been cooking since childhood. After using the means introduced in the inheritance, the fragrance came out from the yard in a short time.

When a large pot of pork was about to be cooked, Aunt Wang suddenly called.

”Xiao Fu, Su Yingxia's daughter has a fever. She was going to borrow Xiaofang's electric car to see a doctor in the rural hospital. I told her that you are a doctor and can help her cure her child. Go and have a look!

It's not easy for her to be an orphan and widowed mother. Don't charge more money! ”

”No, aunt, I'm not such a person. I won't give her a penny. It's going to burn the pot. Let's stop talking. I'll clean up and go! ”

Feng Xiaofu had planned to go next door, but when he smelled a slight smell of paste pot, he immediately withheld the phone.

Su Yingxia's house.