Here, Zhao Qingjie arrived at his father-in-law's house with a cart.
"Dad, my little sister is getting married. She found a driver from the transport team, they're living in the city, and they haven't got meat for the banquet yet. Can we sell them our big pig?"
"Xiao Li found a husband?"
"Yes, they've even gotten their marriage certificate. She needs to sort out her household registration and inform everyone here as well."
"That's great news, no problem. I'll call your three brothers now to tie up the pig and load it on the cart for you."
Zhao Qingjie was quite respected in his father-in-law's house. He went to the storeroom and found a steelyard scale, something every household needed to have to make sure they met their quotas accurately.
This was about buying a pig, so it needed to be formal, but he couldn't underpay.
The pig was really quite large now, weighing around two hundred jin. They had taken good care of it over the winter.
"Dad, I'll bring you the money tonight."
