"Yo, such a big piece of pork belly.”
"Little Lu, you've been living quite comfortably, haven't you?”
When he saw Lu Heng walking into the front yard with a piece of pork belly in his hand, Yan Fugui, the third uncle who was doing maintenance on his precious bicycle, came up to him enthusiastically.
If you don't eat and wear poverty, you won't be poor if you don't scheme!
This was the life motto of Yan Fugui.
It was by relying on his schemes and taking advantage of others that he was able to support his family with his monthly salary of about 20 yuan.
He even became the first person in the yard to buy a bicycle.
Nowadays, bicycles were not cheap. Even second-hand bicycles that did not require a ticket cost more than a hundred yuan.
From this, it could be seen how well Third Master planned.
Lu Heng looked at the smiling Third Master and knew that he was the one who was scheming.
"It's alright. There's only me and my sister at home, so there's not much pressure. Coincidentally, he still had some meat in his hands, so he bought some meat to satisfy his craving.”
"Then can you give me half a catty? Look, there's so much meat. You and Wenwen won't be able to finish it in one meal. Of course, Third Uncle wouldn't take advantage of you. He would buy it at a price higher than the market price.”
Lu Heng almost believed Yan Fugui's sincerity.
He still didn't take advantage of her.
He was too lazy to point it out.
The market price of a pound of pork was only a little more than one yuan, but that did not include the meat ticket.
You can't buy meat without a meat ticket.
In Pigeon City, the price of meat tickets was not cheap. It could even be said that there was a price but no market.
Most people had a pound of meat, who would be willing to exchange it for money? And those who were really in need of money basically wouldn't have any hostages.
Therefore, even if Yan Fugui was willing to buy it at a price higher than the market price, given the scarcity of meat tickets, he could earn a few taels of meat by flipping his hands.
It could only be said that Yan Fugui's little plan was extremely shrewd.
"I haven't eaten meat for a long time. I'm not selling this meat.”
After Lu Heng finished speaking, he immediately left.
He didn't want to continue nagging Yan Fugui, lest he was schemed against.
"Hey, this kid is really preposterous. I was just talking to him, but he turned around and left.”
"We won't be able to live like this. Our family will be defeated sooner or later.”
Yan Fugui looked at the departing figure and muttered under his breath.
When they reached the middle court, there were still many gazes looking over. Their eyes were green with envy.
It could only be said that he had underestimated the weight of a two-pound piece of pork belly in the eyes of ordinary people.
As a state-owned factory, the rolling mill only gave ordinary workers a few taels of meat every month.
How many pieces of meat could each person get?
Therefore, most families would chop the meat into fillings, mix them with vegetables, and make dumplings to eat.
It was rare to see someone like Lu Heng carrying a two-pound piece of pork belly home.
There were also people with good family backgrounds who came up and planned to buy some at a high price to satisfy their cravings, but they were all rejected by Lu Heng.
There was only one family that had silently come to help when Lu Heng's parents passed away. Lu Heng did not ask for money and directly cut off half a catty to the other party.
When they returned to the backyard, Lu Wenwen, who had already finished her homework, saw Lu Heng coming back from afar. She jogged over to welcome him.
"Ah, there's meat! Brother, you bought meat."
The little girl held onto Lu Heng's arm intimately. When she saw the meat on Lu Heng's hand, she was pleasantly surprised.
"Yeah, I'll cook meat for you tonight.”
The two of them walked into the house. The little girl, who was excited just now, hesitated for a moment and suddenly said,
"Brother, can you not fight with others in the future?”
"Wenwen is scared!"
She had seen the fight between Lu Heng and Silly Pillar.
Even though Lu Heng won, she was still worried.
Her brother was her only family in the world. She was afraid that her brother would be injured and collapse, and then he would never wake up like her mother.
"Silly girl, big brother is very powerful now.”
"Don't worry. I'll protect you in the future. No one can bully my Wenwen.”
Lu Heng rubbed the little girl's head, his heart aching a little.
In his memory, this little girl was usually bullied a lot, so much so that even now, her personality had become a little introverted.
"Yes!"
Wen Wen nodded her little head and looked at her brother, who had suddenly become confident. Her eyes flickered.
It was a look that he could rely on.
"You must be hungry. I'll cook for you.”
Lu Heng was answered by the little girl's strange gaze.
Because in the past, this girl was always the one who cooked.
The children of the poor took care of their families early. Although she was only seven years old, she already knew how to cook.
He even knew some simple dishes.
Other than that, she would often help Lu Heng wash his clothes.
"She's really a little girl who makes people dote on her and sigh.”
Lu Heng thought of the little girl's thoughtfulness and diligence, and he sighed in his heart.
"Then you go wash the rice and cook first. Brother, go and see what else is in the kitchen. We'll tidy it up later.”
Looking at the little girl's eyes, Lu Heng did not deprive her of the job that originally belonged to her. That would only make her uncomfortable and give birth to some ideas.
Besides, cooking wasn't considered physical labor. It was good to develop the habit of loving labor since childhood.
Soon, the two of them began their work.
Even a flower, an evaluation ticket, or a monthly ticket would do.
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