Originally, Zhao Xiaogu didn't have much hope for He Qing to repair the chicken pen, and thought that if He Qing didn't get it done in the end, she would secretly get it for her, but now it seems that there is no need for this at all.

"Sister, do you think I'm very good?"

"It's amazing." Zhao Xiaogu looked at He Qing's look of begging for praise and satisfied her.

The chicken pen is ready, and this year's chicks are going to be put in, in a sense, this is not a chick, these chickens weigh two or three catties.

"What about the little chicks?"

"Hmm." Someone outside passed by and greeted her when they saw He Qing busy working.

"What are you doing here?" A group of two or three carried a basket.

"Isn't it almost winter? We plan to go up the hill to find some cypress leaves to smoke bacon. "The bacon smoked from cypress leaves has a firm texture and is very delicious.

"Well, I'll go buy some meat in two days and smoke it." He Qingdu hadn't thought about this problem yet, and after hearing what they said, he began to think about going to the town to buy some when he was in the market next time.

After all, the New Year's goods are indispensable.

After putting five or six chickens in the freshly made chicken pen, He Qing planned to go to the field to see their little radishes and vegetables, which were rations for winter.

Generally, rural people are not like those in the town who have to buy groceries, they are all self-sufficient.

The radishes in the sand by the river are growing very well, and they look better than those around them, He Qing chopped up the previous corn stalks and buried them in when he planted the radish, which seems to be very effective.

As soon as she came out of the field, she watched a man drive past her with a pig that had been very fat.

Whose house are you going to breed?

He Qing thought about it, it seemed that their family didn't even have a pigsty, and it seemed that they still had to discuss with Zhao Xue whether to repair the house in the second half of the year, and build a pigsty in the house by the way.

I don't know if He Qing was thinking about Zhao Ze's reason, and the village began to shout He Qing's name loudly on the radio, asking her to go to the village to answer the phone.

The only landline phone in the village is placed in the commissary next to the village committee, and anyone who has a phone will be notified on the radio, and then wait for someone to run over to answer the phone.

It's like He Qing now.

He Qing didn't know why he was running so fast, he knew in his heart that she hadn't heard Zhao Ze's voice for a long time, and he just wanted to hear Zhao Ze's voice sooner and sooner, and wanted to know what he was going to say.

By the time He Qing ran to the village commissary, he was already out of breath.

She took a breath before picking up the phone.

At this time, answering the phone also costs money, two cents a minute.

"Your Zhao Xue is outside, remember to call home." The men of these women also went to work outside, and they didn't know how long it would take to come back, and because the wages were not very high, it would take a long time to make a phone call for two cents a minute.

Every time I call, I have to say something important, so I am very envious when I see He Qinglai answering the phone.

Hearing this, He Qing was still a little happy, and said in a show-off tone: "I don't know what to call for, maybe there is something important to tell me." ”

When he said this, He Qing had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Ze's voice from a long distance was a little blurry, but it could be distinguished that it was Zhao Ze's voice.

"Why did you suddenly remember to call me?"

"Can't call you?" Zhao Ze's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had drunk wine.

"You've been drinking?"

"Well, a little bit, not drunk, now in the hotel, I'll leave for the day after tomorrow." Before He Qing could ask anything more, Zhao Xue said it himself.

She couldn't even believe that Zhao Ze would say such a thing.

"How much did you drink?"

"A little." originally thought that Zhao Ze would not answer, but hearing Zhao Ze's obedient voice over there, He Qing really wanted to hold Zhao Ze's head and rub it.

"Okay, I got it."

"Anything else to say?"

"Nope." Zhao Ze over there was silent for a long time and replied.

"Alright then, I'll hang up." Two cents a minute, a bit much.

Zhao Ze still wanted to say something, but it seemed that he had already hung up the phone.

He Qing looked at the phone that was hung up and regretted hanging up too quickly, but now it was too late to regret it, and there were still people coming to call later, looking very anxious, so she didn't call Zhao Ze back.

I put down the phone and went home.

It's another market day, He Qing thought that Zhao Xue was going to come back today and the last time he said that he was going to sell meat and make bacon, so he got up early in the morning to go to the market.

"Sister, you take care of Xiaobao, I'll go." After Zhao Xiaogu answered, He Qing followed the tractor in the village to the market.

The advantage of the cooperative is that some people began to come to talk to He Qing, and every time they came back to inform He Qing, they were really tired of walking.

The weather cooled down, and there was no work to be done in the fields at this time, and there were many people rushing to the market in the town.

He Qing went straight to the place where the meat was sold, and only those who went early had the right to choose.

He Qing thought that Xiaobao was still young and should replenish his body more, so in addition to the things he wanted to buy, he bought some bones and prepared to take them home to stew.

There is no need to go to the vegetable market, and there are many radishes in the vegetable field at home, which are just right for stewed soup.

The family's field has just been divided, they have not planted a single crop of rice, and there is not much rice left in the family, He Qing thought that there was a tractor today, so he decided to buy some.

He Qing, who drove a tractor, was a good man in their village - Guan Jian.

"He Qing, why did you buy so many things?"

"That's right." He Qing said with a smile that Guan Jian's reputation in the village is very good, if it weren't for the fact that the family didn't have money to marry a daughter-in-law, he wouldn't be close to thirty years old and unmarried.

"I'll help you." Seeing that He Qing was holding so many things, Guan Jian smiled honestly and then helped He Qing move the rice and meat to the back of the tractor.

"Alright, we'll be able to go back after waiting for a few of them."

Guan Jian said with a smile.

He Qingxiao didn't speak, I don't know if it's an illusion, she always felt that this honest man's eyes were a little strange, but after thinking about Guan Jian's reputation in the village, it shouldn't be the person she thought.

After He Qing put his things on the tractor, he sat on the stones not far away, bored and looking at the scenery not far away.

Suddenly, a dark shadow leaned in front of her face: "What are you looking at?" ”

He Qing was startled, took a step back, and almost fell off the stone.