Yang Mancang glanced at his grandson and nodded with a smile, "Well done!"

Then he left with a smile.

As for Zhao Jinhua, she didn't say anything and followed him out.

"Third Brother, let's go. You're a member of the militia now. We can't do without you!" Fourth Brother Yang Guang'an smiled at Yang Guangzhi and left with his wife and others.

Second Brother Yang Guangping also scolded his wife with a stern face, "Alright, go back. Don't embarrass us!"

After saying that, he left with his wife and two sons.

Tian Cuihua looked confused and glanced at Wang Qiuju, who was ignoring her while dealing with the chickens. She could only leave with a huff.

Yang Xiaole looked at Tian Cuihua's departing figure and thought for a moment. He originally wanted to take care of their pigs since they belonged to the team. But it seemed unnecessary now.

Anyway, the pig farm in the team hadn't been built yet, and it would take a few more days to deliver the pigs. Since the pigs were lost at their house, it was their responsibility!

After everyone left, Wang Qiuju glared at Yang Xiaole and said, "Why are you still holding it? Put it away."

"Oh! I'll put it away right away!" Yang Xiaole snapped back to his senses and smiled as he put the knife away.

Yang Guangzhi said to Wang Qiuju, "I'll go to the team first and come back for lunch, alright?"

His eyes were fixed on the two chickens, and his mouth was watering.

"Alright, go!" Wang Qiuju waved at him and continued to deal with the chicken intestines.

This thing was also good.

After Yang Xiaole came out, Wang Qiuju stretched her neck and asked, "Did you really not do it?"

"Hehe, I don't know. I don't have the obligation to take care of their chickens." Yang Xiaole neither admitted nor refuted.

They would still rely on these two chickens to deceive others in the future!

Seeing his expression, Wang Qiuju still had some doubts, but she didn't ask further.

She shouted at Yang Xiaomei next to her, "Second Brother, go to the vegetable garden and get some chili peppers. We'll stir-fry the chicken later. Pick more, and also get some garlic chives, eggplants, water spinach, and green beans. Cook the leftover rice. We'll stir-fry the vegetables with lard for lunch."

The family liked to eat rice and didn't like noodles, so most of the grains they kept were rice. They only kept a little wheat to make dumplings.

"Okay!" Big Sister heard this and smiled as she took a basket and went out with Fifth Brother.

Hearing that they would stir-fry the vegetables with lard, Yang Xiaole's mouth started watering.

This lard was an antique.

They had made it last winter and had eaten half of it during the Chinese New Year. They had eaten a quarter of it during the summer harvest, and the rest was reserved for the autumn harvest.

But there wasn't much left. They had only made a little over a pound of lard at that time.

Rendering lard was a skill. If the skill wasn't good, it couldn't be preserved during the hot summer days. Mom's skill was good, and it was still snow-white!

Xi Zi looked at Wang Qiuju dealing with the chicken and asked with a pout, "Mom, can I have some chicken innards for lunch? I want to eat them."

"You silly child, why would you eat chicken innards when there's chicken meat?" Wang Qiuju complained.

Yang Xiaole licked his lips and smiled.

Fresh chicken innards were not comparable to the frozen ones. They were fragrant and tender when stir-fried or stewed.

This was an exception for Dad and himself.

Wang Qiuju always used the chicken innards to fool a few little kids.

Xi Zi heard this and pouted, "Hmph, you won't give me any!" Then he ran to the vegetable field with Big Sister to pick vegetables.

Yang Xiaole looked at his mom, who seemed a little troubled, and asked curiously, "Mom, what's wrong? Are you still angry about earlier?"

Wang Qiuju shook her head with a headache and said, "The team leader said that from now on, after work, we won't go home. We have to attend the literacy class in the team and study."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole laughed.

It had been decades since they last studied, and it was indeed difficult for these people.

Then he said seriously, "Mom, don't you often say that learning is not difficult? It's just using your brain. Let them try standing under the sun all day."

As he spoke, he imitated Wang Qiuju's tone.

Seeing his expression, Wang Qiuju laughed and scolded, "Go away. Are you trying to make your mom happy?"

Yang Xiaole smiled.

Seeing that everything had calmed down at home and there was nothing major happening, he decided to go out and see if the well water had any special uses.

"Mom, I'm going to see what Dad and the others are doing!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the large courtyard.

"Don't come back too late. If you're late, there won't be any food left for you!" Wang Qiuju's voice came from behind, trying to scare him.

"I know!" He left a sentence and ran out.

When he arrived at the team committee, he saw many people busy there. Some were digging pits to build stoves, while others were digging pits to build sheds.

They were all very busy.

"Gou Sheng! Gou Sheng!"

He shouted into a thatched cottage's courtyard.

After a while, a sturdy little kid came out. It was Yang Mazi's grandson, Yang Wensheng, also known as Gou Sheng. He was also his classmate and one of the only two people in the village who could receive certificates of merit.

He was one of them, and Gou Sheng was the other.

Because Gou Sheng wasn't capable of working, their family was classified as a low-income household.

But Yang Mazi was a capable person. He used to be an experienced hunter, so he didn't need to go to work and had time to go into the mountains to hunt.

He didn't have meat every day, but he could have a meal once a week.

In addition, this guy had learned some simple martial arts from Yang Mazi since he was young. Most of the kids his age in the village didn't dare to provoke him.

"Xiaole? Why are you here?" Gou Sheng came out wearing a sweatshirt and holding a rush woven fan. His hair was a mess, but his clothes were quite clean.

He was a little surprised to see him.

"Oh, nothing. I came to pick some grapes to eat."In the Old Man's yard, there was a grapevine that had already borne fruit, but no one in the village dared to enter.

Because there was a big yellow dog.

Only a few people could come in.

Upon hearing this, Gousheng laughed and opened the door.

Yang Xiaole poked his head in and asked, "Where's your grandfather? Not at home?"

"He's gone to help out at the team. Come in."

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaole nodded. This guy, having no parents, was rather wild and didn't have many friends in the village.

He considered himself one.

Back when they were in elementary school in the countryside, he was weak and bullied by the locals, and this guy had helped him out.

Although he could have fought back, a wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him!

Their relationship was still very good.

After Yang Xiaole came in, he looked around the room and saw a big yellow dog tied under the grapevine, lazily sleeping there.

Its fur wasn't shedding much.

It was just this spirit, like that of an elderly person in his twilight years.

In the dog bowl next to it, there was some Corn Porridge, but it looked like it hadn't been touched much.

"Big Yellow, what's wrong with you?"

Coming closer, he tried calling out.

Gousheng followed and looked at Big Yellow with sadness in his eyes, "Grandpa said, Big Yellow is old, he might not even make it through this week."

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After saying that, he looked at the not-so-large grapevine and said, "You pick them. There aren't many ripe ones left, I've eaten most of them. Grandpa said, this tree is going to be cut down. We won't be able to eat them anymore."