Father Lu and the Guan Yu couple had already eaten and were watching them eat with a smile.
Upon hearing Cheng Baoguo's words, Father Lu grinned and said, "Life naturally gets better; isn't that to be expected? Of course, not every family can eat fine grains at every meal. Since you're here, I specifically asked Zhou Zhou to make these white flour noodles for you. In a couple of days, the brigade will slaughter a pig, and we'll spend some money to buy pork to make white flour dumplings for you."
Zhou Zhou interjected, "Pure meat filling, seasoned only with scallions and ginger, guaranteed to make everyone want a second serving."
Wang Cuilan was stunned, "More than ten years ago, the whole brigade would slaughter one or two pigs to make a communal pot of meat. Is it allowed for individuals to buy meat now?"
