In the afternoon, Old Yang drove back, bringing four masons. They were also arranged to stay at the brigade headquarters.
He brought back fifty pounds of rice, two hundred pounds of cornmeal, and ten pounds of bean oil for his brothers.
"Shuanzi, tonight your Brother Wei will bring you meat to eat."
"Okay." Everyone was happy; Brother Yang still took the most care of them.
Old Yang drove to the Wei Family. The house was still locked; he went straight to the wheat field and found Jiang Xinyu.
Seeing the pork, Jiang Xinyu was really delighted; the family was exhausted from the autumn harvest.
"Xiao Jiang, half of this half side is also for you. You help stew the meat and send it to the brothers.
Also, this lard, you help render it out too. I gave them ten pounds of bean oil, afraid it wasn't enough, plus it's tiring without some meat.
This is twenty pounds of bean oil for you, and also a hundred pounds of rice."
"Alright, I'll send some stew to them whenever I cook."
