PFC Chapter 916 New Year’s Eve
Chapter 916 New Year’s Eve
That evening, the women went to tidy up the new courtyard.
They went to Uncle Wu and rented two empty courtyards in the village.
Before dark, Bai Song heard that the women were going to move out.
He only found out after he sent his men out to inquire.
In the afternoon, these women pulled half a cart of grain out of Lu Qingqing's yard.
Originally, he had been boasting that he would teach that guy who dared to go against him a lesson.
When he found out it was Lu Qingqing, he immediately suppressed his anger.
After sulking for a while, he went to the yard to lift the stone block.
Seeing his elder brother like this, Yan Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the eldest brother didn't cause trouble for Brother Lu.
Otherwise, we definitely wouldn't be able to enjoy the good food at Old Zhuang's place.
Just as he was feeling relieved, Zhou Peng limped out of the house.
Seeing his face alternate between frowning and smiling, I asked curiously:
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"
Have those women gone back to the East Wing?
If they really leave, there will be too few women left.
We absolutely cannot let them leave.
By the way, has the person who went out to scout the situation returned?
Who on earth is so bold as to go against us?
"Did my older brother say when we're going to teach that guy a lesson?"
Yan Xu glanced at him.
"What's wrong? Didn't those twenty lashes yesterday wake you up?"
Even after all this, you're still thinking about women!
Let me tell you, with your skills, you're bound to fall for a woman sooner or later!
Zhou Peng was still somewhat unconvinced when he heard him say that.
"Second brother, why are you saying that about me!"
What happened last time was a special case.
Who would have thought that those two seemingly delicate women could be spies!
Yan Xu snorted coldly.
"You have the nerve to say that? Brother Lu came to remind us."
Keep an eye on those two women to prevent them from causing trouble.
What did you say? Those two women, I could handle them with one hand!
When something happens, why don't you press the button?
"How could they drug our brother and then run away!"
These words left Zhou Peng speechless.
He remained silent and didn't argue back.
The two stood at the doorway, watching Bai Song huff and puff as he lifted the stone block.
It took him a while to return, covered in sweat.
What are you two doing standing here?
Zhou Peng was still somewhat unwilling to give up, thinking about the question he had just asked.
"Brother, do you know who sold the food to those women?"
Bai Song had just calmed down a bit when he heard this, and he wanted to kick the guy out.
But considering that I had just hit him twenty times yesterday, I was afraid of kicking him and causing him problems.
She had no choice but to retract her foot and instead slapped him hard on the head.
Then, he went back to his house without saying a word.
At the doorway, Zhou Peng covered his head, too scared to utter a sound when he saw Bai Song's stern face.
Only after everyone had left did she quietly ask Yan Xu.
"Second brother, what's wrong with the eldest brother?"
Yan Xu slapped him on the head.
"Serves you right, kid, for bringing up the very thing you didn't want to talk about!"
I'm telling you, it was Brother Lu who sold the grain to those women.
Zhou Peng was taken aback at first, but quickly realized what was happening.
No wonder the boss didn't send anyone out to get revenge; it turns out it was Brother Lu!
Oh dear, why is Brother Lu meddling in this other people's business?
Their relationship with Brother Lu was much closer than with those women.
Look at the mess you've made.
Just then, Yan Xu entered the room.
Zhou Peng sighed; it seemed there would be no further developments in this matter.
Oh well, there are still a few women in the East Courtyard anyway.
He's the third-in-command; besides his eldest and second eldest brothers, who would dare to compete with him?
Thinking this, he limped toward the outhouse.
This matter was quickly overshadowed by the joy of the upcoming New Year.
To be precise, the Lunar New Year is just three days away.
In this dynasty, the Lunar New Year was the most important festival.
Even the poorest families would still buy some things to have a prosperous New Year.
I hope that every day of the new year will feel like Chinese New Year.
Starting from the second day, many families in the village got busy.
Lu Qingqing's family was especially busy.
Old Zhuang and Sun Yue were busy rendering lard.
There are a lot of things to fry at home during the year-end season.
As for lard, you should definitely stock up on plenty.
Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang were also busy.
One of them was kneading dough to prepare steamed buns, while the other was grinding soybeans to prepare to make tofu.
In ordinary holidays, peddlers would come by selling tofu, banging on their clappers.
But given the situation this year, if you want to eat tofu, you'll have to make it yourself.
Fortunately, Old Man Zhuang knew how to make tofu, and he guided Qin Lang step by step.
That morning, the courtyard was filled with the irresistible aroma of pork cracklings.
When the pork cracklings were fresh out of the pan, Old Man Zhuang brought out his special seasoning.
I mixed a large plate of pork cracklings with seasoning powder, divided it into three bowls, and had the three of them eat from them.
As Qin Lang ate the fragrant pork cracklings, he watched this scene and felt a strange sense of familiarity.
In the past, every time Grandma rendered lard, she would save a bowl of pork cracklings for him.
Those pork cracklings tasted so good, just like they do now.
He stared at Lu Qingqing, who was eating with a satisfied expression, lost in thought.
Grandma, Grandpa, and Mom and Dad are all together, and they must be happy.
Just then, Old Man Zhuang mixed another plate of pork cracklings.
"Qingqing, Xiaolang, Xiaoyue, come quickly, bring the bowls over here."
Qin Lang put aside his previous thoughts and ran over with the bowl in his hand.
The three of them each ate two bowls of pork cracklings, but still felt they hadn't had enough.
Only Old Man Zhuang ate half a bowl before he couldn't eat anymore.
When the lard was rendered, Old Man Zhuang scooped out two bowls of pork cracklings from the basin.
He sent a bowl to each of his two neighbors.
Remembering how Wu's family risked their lives to save him last time, he sent two more bowls to Wu's family behind the house.
Right now, several families are busy preparing for the Lunar New Year.
However, their supplies were not as plentiful as Lu Qingqing's family's.
Whether you have money or not, you still have to celebrate the New Year.
So when Old Zhuang returned after delivering the gifts, his bowl was also filled with the gifts they had given him.
Old Zhuang carried the food back in his arms all the way, and seeing that it was still warm, he immediately invited the three of them to come and eat.
They gathered around the warm stove, their chopsticks dancing in the air.
Before long, they finished all the food in the bowls.
Among them, the fried dough sticks delivered by Shopkeeper Wu from the back street were especially crispy.
Seeing that the three of them liked the food, Old Man Zhuang prepared the ingredients and planned to make something similar.
The three of them worked by the stove all day, steaming four pots of white flour buns and rendering three large barrels of lard.
In addition, I made a plate of tofu and fried a plate of fried dough sticks.
But even these things are not enough.
Old Zhuang, clutching his bloated stomach, told them to go back to their rooms and rest early, as they would have to continue working tomorrow.
The next day, the four of them worked for most of the day and finally finished their work.
Seeing that there wasn't much work left, Old Man Zhuang only kept Sun Yue to help out.
Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang went outside and began cleaning.
Just as they were busy working, the old carpenter and his son came over pushing a cart.