"Mom, why don't you raise pigs?
Pig raising is not a job," Mu Dalang retorted.
"Hey, you mean I shouldn't say that," Mrs.
Lin said.
Mr.
Mu on the side was a little dissatisfied with the tone of Lin's words.
"Second daughter-in-law, please let me tell you why I want to raise pigs.
Shut up," said Mr.
Mu.
"Dad, didn't you hear him say that the stinky girl from the third room wanted to start a pig farm?
He must have been seduced by the stinky girl.
The smelly girl is now the owner of the restaurant, so she must have said something she shouldn't have said in front of Dalang. " Mrs.
Lin looked determined.
Mrs.
Lin still remembers the fact that Mu Shuangshuang made her lose four taels of silver in vain and that her brothers almost kicked her out.
In Lin's heart, she already regarded Mu Shuangshuang as a sworn enemy.
As long as Mu Shuangshuang is around, she, Mrs.
Lin, will make trouble.
"Okay, you're a stinky girl, and you won't let anyone eat anymore," Mr.
Mu said.
Lin turned away angrily and stopped talking.
Mu Dalang continued to speak.
"Ever since Wang Ermazi was imprisoned, no one in our village has killed or raised pigs."
"I think it's a good job, but our village doesn't have any land for me to kill or raise pigs."
"In addition, I don't have any money on hand, so I had to ask Shuangshuang for his opinion."
Mr.
Mu listened carefully and felt that what Dalang said was right.
If people in the village want to buy some meat now, they have to go to a town more than ten miles away.
Not convenient at all.
"Why did we end up with two girls running a pig farm?"
Mr.
Mu asked.
Mu Dalang smiled bitterly, "Master, I have no funds, I can't buy land, and I can't raise pigs.
I only have this strength.
It happened that Shuangshuang wanted to build a pig farm to supply pork for her restaurant, so I wanted to work in her pig farm.
The first is to study, and the second is to save some money.
When enough money is saved, I can open a pig farm by myself. " Mr.
Mu nodded repeatedly.
"You have ideas, more than your father and uncles have.
How about you go there and do it first, and when your uncle comes back, I will ask him to pay you to build a pig farm in our own village."
Mu Dalang was shocked by what Mr.
Mu said.
Why did he agree before he even begged his master?
"No, Dalang is gone.
Who will take care of the family fields?"
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Mrs.
Mu came out to retort.
"Nai, there are people who give me wages, three taels of silver a year, and they don't let me pay for anything.
Food and shelter are included.
If you kill pigs and breed pigs for others, all the money belongs to me.
I don't want a penny.
Turn it all in."
Speaking of being rich, Mrs.
Mu's eyes lit up.
There have never been many people raising pigs in Ergui Village.
You can't find one in every village for castration or breeding.
And both of these are very expensive.
If Dalang does it, he will definitely receive a lot of money.
After a year, at least five taels of silver.
Mrs.
Mu relaxed: "You have to pay for all the meat for the New Year and the festival.
If you agree, I will let you go.
If you don't agree, you will refuse that stinky girl."
Meat for the New Year and festivals is calculated to be at least fifty kilograms a year.
Pork that costs fifteen cents a pound is more than seven hundred cents.
Mu Dalang gritted his teeth and calculated again and again, not knowing whether he had made a profit or a loss on this account.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Bitao is my wife.
I am going to raise pigs, and she has to follow."
"That won't work.
Huang Bitao cooks and does the laundry.
If she leaves, who will cook and do the laundry for our family?"
Old Mrs.
Mu said.
Speaking of Huang Bitao, Mu Danian also joined in the conversation.
"I said, nephew Da Lang, you have made a very good calculation, but you still want to go two people for six taels of silver.
Your third aunt only made lunch for one day, and she earned two taels of silver a year.
Is it okay for your wife to earn three taels a year?"
Mu Danian's meaning is relatively obvious.
Or Mu Dalang also gave out three taels of silver, which is ninety taels of silver a year.
Either people just stay at home and do housework.
During the spring planting and transplanting, during the summer harvest and the rice harvest, there was no day off.
Mu Dalang was silent.
He is willing to pay nine taels of silver, but there is no problem.
The investment in the pigsty is only fifteen taels, which is already an average family's income in three to five years.
How can this be done?
Huang Bitao knew her man's difficulties, so she pressed Mu Dalang's hand under the table.
Then he said: "Grandpa, mother, I like to be at home and work in the fields.
Let's do this, just let Dalang go out to work, I'll be at home. " "No, I don't agree," Mu Dalang said.
"Da Lang, you just have to listen to me, that's all."
Huang Bitao winked at Mu Dalang.
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Huang Bitao knew that if her man stayed at home, he would have no chance of getting ahead.
If this time, follow the cooperation of both.
When the first batch of pigs are put out of the slaughter, they can earn almost ten taels of silver from the money they gave to the old Mu family.
With this money, they have a chance to live a better life.
Mu Dalang looked at his wife with firm eyes and nodded with frustration.
At the same moment, Mu Danian's smile almost turned crooked.
He felt that if Dalang went to raise pigs, he would be at home less in the future.
In this way, no one would protect that little bitch Huang Bitao.
He got Huang Bitao first, and then let the two of them compete.
Is stealing from a person a greater crime or stealing something?
When Mu Danian thought of this, he felt energetic all over his body.
Soon, he wanted Huang Bitao, a little girl, to beg for mercy under him.
At night, Mu Danian called Chen Hong and went to Wang San's house.
This is the third time they have gone to Wang San's house.
But this old guy doesn't want to find a wife anymore.
This made Mu Dalang and Chen Hong anxious.
The man in the village who most wanted to find a wife but couldn't find one suddenly said he was no longer looking for her, and everyone felt there was something wrong.
Taking advantage of the darkness, the two arrived at the door of Wang San's house.
Knocked on the door of Wang San's house.
A man in his fifties was naturally not as strong as a young man like Mu Danian, but what was disgusting was that Wang San was only wearing a pair of underpants.
The pants are yellowish brown, almost the same color as shit, and there is a hole in the front of the pants, which just exposes something that shouldn't be exposed.
Standing in front of Mu Danian, Wang San looked extremely wretched.
If it weren't for money, Chen Hong wouldn't be willing to come to a place like this.
It's really disgusting.
Blacksmith Wang and his wife had sold her to this kind of person.
Wang San rolled his eyes at Chen Hong and said angrily: "Don't think that I would want you when your mother-in-law and your father-in-law sold you to me."
"I, Wang San, can't stand a dirty woman like you."
Wang's three sentences were all insulting to Chen Hong.
Chen Hong's mouth was so angry that she wanted to tear Wang San's mouth apart.
Mu Danian was still calm and thought about Wang San's money.
At this moment, he was not angry no matter what Wang San said.
"Uncle Wang, we are not introducing Chen Hong to you, what are you afraid of?"
"But from what Uncle Wang said, it seems that someone is in his heart.
Who is it?"
Mu Danian asked
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