The Red Era: Starting from a Truck Driver

Chapter 119 Sharing Pig Blood with Neighbors

This time Jiang Cheng brought back too many things. They weren't heavy, but they were hard to carry. He had to take them all home in two batches.

Everyone was envious, and there were drinks brought from Shanghai. At 20 cents a bottle, it was enough to buy a big watermelon.

Of course, Jiang Cheng also took care of his neighbors this time when he came back, and some things could be handed over to them.

For example, lotus root powder, you get what you pay for. The branded product that costs 9.2 cents per pound is more fragrant and has a more delicate taste than ordinary lotus root powder.

Jiang Cheng bought more than 30 kilograms of lotus root starch for 60 cents, and planned to sell it to his neighbors according to the purchase price. He also had a basin of pig blood, and kept two mouthfuls for himself and shared the rest with everyone, just to build a good relationship with his neighbors.

At least since Jiang Cheng came to this yard, no matter if it was because of his status or not, at least everyone was very warm to him. If there was anything, just shout and the neighbors would help.

Pig blood can easily go bad in the high temperature of summer, even if it is cooled down with cold water.

Today, Jiang Cheng's family only needed to cook rice for dinner. They had pickled mustard greens and pork and scrambled eggs with loofah made by Zhou Lingying's mother, plus the braised pork that Jiang Cheng and Director Hou had yesterday. Many people may not have such a rich meal during the Chinese New Year.

Zhou Lingying felt so sweet when she saw Jiang Cheng actually brought her the dishes made by her mother from Nanjing. If men are physiological animals, then women are definitely emotional animals.

If she wasn't afraid of being seen, Zhou Lingying would have wanted to hug Jiang Cheng and kiss him to death, she was so happy.

"Yingying, mother is heating up the food. You can take the pig's blood to share with the neighbors. It's only delicious when it's fresh and won't last overnight." In the room, Jiang Cheng said to Zhou Lingying while lying on the bamboo bed.

"Where is Chen Li's house across the street?" Zhou Lingying asked.

"Which one is Chen Li?" Jiang Cheng was only familiar with the neighbors in the yard, but he didn't know many names, and they were all women's.

"The family I found Feng Hua to throw feces at, Chen Li is their daughter-in-law, and she's a nice person," Zhou Lingying said.

"It's just her family that won't give it to you. Go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a beam scale tomorrow, and you can sell the lotus root powder to everyone. Chen Li is good, but what's the use if her in-laws are not good?" Jiang Cheng said.

He didn't want to see the relationship between Jiang Cheng's mother and his wife being sown. He also knew that Zhou Lingying's throwing feces was a bit too much, so he gave her one dollar or eighty cents as compensation and stopped having any contact with her in the future.

Zhou Lingying nodded, and happily went to the side room to get a knife to cut the pig blood into pieces. She left a portion for the pig blood soup that her family was going to make that evening, and then went out with the wash basin.

First, they went to Wang Yuzhen's house, which was the closest to them. Although Zhou Lingying felt that she was the one who leaked the news of someone throwing feces at her, she gave everything she should give without confirmation.

Pig blood was not expensive at that time, but it was still hard to buy. A pig only had less than 10 kilograms of blood, and whether it was pork sold in the vegetable market or the supply and marketing cooperative, it was all sent from the meat processing factory after being slaughtered.

Pig blood is only sold in the market during the Chinese New Year and other festivals, because there are many pigs slaughtered at that time, and it is supplied to everyone at a few cents per pound. But usually it is processed by the meat processing plant, not given to anyone as a favor, but supplied to some factories and restaurants.

After all, the weather is hot and pig blood needs to be processed in time. If it is prepared in the morning, it will go bad if it is not sold in the afternoon.

People of this generation basically make soup out of pig blood and eat it, and stir-frying pig blood requires oil.

It is simple to cook pig blood soup. Just cut it into small pieces and add some ginger, chopped green onion and salt. The light pig blood soup and the smooth pig blood are almost unpopular. Zhou Lingying delivered it door to door and told the neighbors that her husband bought some lotus root powder from other places. This is only sold in places where lotus roots are abundant. If you want it, you can buy it from her tomorrow. It costs 60 cents per pound.

After taking a walk around the yard, Zhou Lingying came back in a very good mood.

People who take favors from others are grateful for what they have received. In addition to Jiang Cheng's family and Li Meihong's family across the street, there are seven other families in the yard.

Zhou Lingying went to deliver pig blood. Unless people were disgusted by her playing the game of throwing feces behind people's backs, they would accept the pig blood she delivered. If they did not stand on Zhou Lingying's side and say something about Li Meihong, they would feel guilty about eating the pig blood.

And Zhou Lingying's gift of pig blood really won people's hearts. In fact, for the excitement between Zhou Lingying and Li Meihong today, although Li Meihong said that it was wrong to say that Zhou Lingying was wrong behind her back, most people felt that Zhou Lingying had gone too far.

But after the pig blood was given, everyone's attitude changed. Now the neighbors think that if others do this, it must be wrong. But Zhou Lingying is different. Her husband is a driver. You, Li Meihong, are talking about people behind their backs, regardless of the target.

Why did Zhou Lingying find someone to throw feces at your house? Why didn't she find someone else? You say she doesn't know how to live. She has no conditions. She can have rice at home every day.

That night, everyone in the yard, except Li Meihong's family, was cooking pig blood soup. If there were children, the adults would also help the children eat more pig blood.

As for the lotus root starch Zhou Lingying mentioned, it was 60 cents per pound, which didn't sound cheap. It was almost the price of a pound of meat, but it was brought from outside, and it looked very good. Some planned to buy it tomorrow, while others planned to see if other people in the yard would buy it, and then buy it if someone else did.

After dinner, Jiang Cheng cut a watermelon and began to enjoy his life as the head of the family.

"Yingying, come and massage my back. It's a bit sore." Jiang Cheng said while eating watermelon, and then he went back to the main room.

After returning to the room, Jiang Cheng lay directly on the bamboo bed, waiting for Zhou Lingying to come over. He was not worried at all that Zhou Lingying would not listen to him.

Because the cupboard is placed in the side room, in fact, when we eat, the food was brought to the main room before. Now, in order to make it easier to wash the dishes, they are all placed in the side room.

Zhou Lingying was about to clean up the table, but was stopped by Zhao Yuxia, who said, "Yingying, go quickly. Chengzi must be very tired after driving for so many days. I will clean up the things."

"Mom, I understand." Zhou Lingying said. Even if Zhao Yuxia didn't say it, she would listen to Jiang Cheng. The dishes left on the table after dinner could be washed later.

Zhou Lingying washed her hands and returned to the room. Seeing Jiang Cheng lying on the bamboo bed, she immediately massaged him.

Jiang Cheng made a comfortable sound. He was actually a little tired today. Mainly because he didn't sleep well and got up before 3 a.m.

Originally, it was only about 200 kilometers from the farm to Changcheng. He left the farm at around five o'clock, so he could have returned earlier.

When driving to Qinglan Lake, Jiang Cheng saw birds and wild ducks by the lake. There was also an air gun in the car. How many men who can shoot can tolerate this?

So what Jiang Cheng said about feeling a little tired is true, and of course it is also true that he enjoys the treatment of the head of the family.

The massage was very comfortable and Jiang Cheng really felt sleepy. He fell asleep while hugging Zhou Lingying and smelling her body fragrance of an 18-year-old girl.

(End of this chapter)