"I also want to eat pig intestines."

Zhao Sancheng smiled and said: "I'm in a rush and I'll buy it."

Zhao Yuanlan asked Zhao Sancheng: "Dad, we won't raise pigs this year."

He Ju: "Who's going to feed me? Your mother and I don't have two hands, and you don't know how to do anything."

Zhao Yuanlan pursed her lips: "There will be no pigs to kill during the Chinese New Year this year."

He Ju paused and slowed down his voice.

"Wait until next year, when your brother grows up, we will raise two more pigs."

Zhao Yuanlan: "Oh, it won't be until next year."

He Ju was annoyed: "I'm used to you, you don't do anything but still want this and that."

Zhao Yuanle heard this and said, "I'll raise him."

He Ju: "What are you raising? You've been talking to your husband's family for the past two years, and you can't go out any more.

When the time comes, I will shoot hogweed every day, and I will be so tan that my husband-in-law will look worse."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, Lan Lan wants to eat pig-killing vegetables. We haven't raised pigs for two years. I will raise pigs this year. I will definitely raise them well."

Don’t worry, I’m already fair, so I can’t get a tan.”

Zhao Yuanlan nodded in agreement.

"That's right, none of us in the Zhao family can tan. The more we tan, the whiter we get. Only you, mother, are tan."

He Ju gave Zhao Yuanlan the big mouth he loved to eat.

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