Chapter 1814: Spending the Holiday Alone 2
Lu Erxiong stuffed the last piece of pork crackling into his mouth and jumped up, "Third Grandpa, where did this pork come from?"
Wang Cuilan and Zhou Zhou also curiously poked their heads out from the kitchen, looking at the pork belly in Cheng Baoguo’s hand. The perfectly marbled meat looked much more appetizing and heavier by a few pounds compared to the portion their family received.
"Where did it come from?" Wang Cuilan asked.
Cheng Baoguo handed the meat to Wang Cuilan, asking her to freeze it in the snow to cook later, and whispered to her, "Some families are willing to eat it, some aren’t. For those who aren’t willing, they have nowhere to sell it. They discreetly came to me asking if I wanted it. Of course I did. With so many people in our family, how could we celebrate New Year without stocking up on meat? This family has about twenty members, two-thirds of whom are kids under twelve. They sure can have children. Their work points don’t compensate their expenses each year, so I bought eight pounds of their pork belly at two yuan per pound."
Wang Cuilan beamed with happiness, "This year we’re having a bountiful New Year!"
Zhao Anbang had twenty-four pounds of meat tickets. Including the twelve pounds shared with the Guan Yu couple, and this new eight pounds, they had over forty pounds in total — half a pig’s worth. This didn’t even count the offal Lu Tianzhi brought and their respective monthly meat supplies.
Wang Cuilan grew more excited as she calculated. She’d never felt they had so much meat as they did this year.
Returning home was indeed a wise choice. If they had been in the army, the Lu Jiang couple and their kids would have had only a limited supply each month, nowhere near enough to accumulate dozens of pounds for the New Year.
Zhou Zhou quietly suggested, "Why not chop it into filling for dumplings to freeze? Anytime the kids crave it, we can cook a few bowls for them, or make some buns for their breakfast. They’re used to good living with their aunt and uncle and haven’t suffered much. Suddenly coming to our rural home and eating plain food all the time would be tough for them to handle."
Lu Erxiong, leaning against the door, laughed, "I heard that, big meat buns!"
Cheng Baoguo and Wang Cuilan chuckled, "You sure have sharp ears, but you heard wrong. We’re not planning to make buns!"