Wei Kaiyun hurriedly rode away, someone had to watch over the smoked meat. His wife had been tired for a whole day; he couldn't bear for her to continue.
Sister-in-law Wu looked at the large piece of pork, "Xiao Li, shall we salt it for curing?"
"Sister-in-law Wu, I'm craving meat buns."
"Sure, no problem, chive and pork buns."
Old Yang called Guodong, Xiao Qiang, and Jing Chu to eat the braised pork.
"Did Uncle Wei bring this?"
"Yes, it's from a wild boar, but it tastes really good."
"Indeed, when I have time, I'll join Uncle Wei to take a look up the mountain."
The three of them ate some and then went back to sleep. The autumn harvest was exhausting, even Jing Chu was slightly struggling to hold on.
Fortunately, the food at home was good, otherwise, she would have collapsed.
Wei Kaiyun returned home, added wood to the fire in the yard, and flipped the pork.
The children had long since gone to bed. This day had been no easy task.
