When Wang Menglin came over, two large pots were already stewing.
"Cousin, do we still have wild rabbit?"
"Yes, yesterday we took a walk around the foot of the mountain. I'll marinate it with salt and peppercorns, so you two can have it later."
"That's great, cousin. Smell it, doesn't it smell good with the meat stewing?"
"It's okay."
The young intellectuals had all gone to work, and they were informed last night, so it was just the two sisters busy, while Tao Chunhe and Li Manjiang went outside to chop wood.
"There should be coal."
"Yeah, I heard the pig farm is getting ready to prepare two big truckloads of coal."
"When the time comes, we'll think of a way to get some; the family needs it too."
"The young intellectuals are all waiting. The first year they came, Village Chief Li arranged coal for them. In this dead of winter, it's better to spend more money than to be cold. It's unbearable."
