Zhou Mei's fair face instantly crinkled like tree bark, a look of deep sorrow on her face.
Her eyes fixed stubbornly on the big fat pig on the ground, she said reluctantly, "…Should we ask Uncle? Maybe Uncle has a way."
With so many people in the brigade, how much could her family get if it were divided equally?
Just thinking about it felt like a huge loss.
Lin Qingshui looked at her, extended his hand, clenched it, and then opened it, making a gesture as if to expand the scope of the situation.
"…Expand the scope!"
"We are all from the same village; why fuss over such trifles? Just think of it as helping your own kin."
Zhou Mei pouted and muttered under her breath, "I wouldn't even give it to my own parents, let alone 'kin'."
Lin Qingshui fell silent, "…"
Fine then!
Lin Fu and several brigade cadres, hearing that wild pigs had come down the mountain, quickly grabbed their tools and ran towards the foot of the hill.