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Grandma furrowed her brows as she squatted in front of the frozen meat, casually picking up a piece and saying, "Old man, with all this frozen meat, we could sell it at the market for quite a bit of money. With the holidays approaching, the price of meat has skyrocketed."
After finishing her sentence, she tilted her head back and chuckled a few times.
Grandfather's expression immediately turned serious as he replied earnestly, "Wife, we can't take that money! The Flower Goat said that if we don't give it the remains, it won't let our family off."
It seemed Grandma didn't hear Grandfather's words. She picked up all the frozen meat from the ground and loaded it onto the mule cart.
She remarked, "One sheep, can it really turn the world upside down?"
Not believing in such things, Grandma added, "Once I sell all this frozen meat, I'll buy two lambs back."
With that, she drove the mule cart away.
Grandfather sighed and shook his head helplessly, muttering a few words under his breath, though I couldn't quite catch what he said.
After Grandma left, Grandfather took me back home.
As night fell, Grandma still hadn't returned. Snow had begun to fall outside, and the weather was cold.
Grandma had dressed lightly when she left in the morning; in such frigid weather, I feared she would be quite cold.
Growing anxious, Grandfather told me to wait at home while he went to the village entrance to look for Grandma. Just as he was about to step out, Grandma entered the yard.
She was covered in snow, her face flushed from the cold.
In her hand was a burlap bag that was still moving.
Grandfather asked, "Why are you back so late?"
Grandma smiled and replied, "Let's talk inside."
Clearly very happy, Grandma brought the burlap bag into the house.
She placed it on the heated bed and took off her shoes before stepping onto it herself.
With a grin, Grandma announced, "I sold all the mutton! With the money from selling it, I bought four lambs."
After saying this, she opened the burlap bag and poured out the lambs.
The four lambs were quite large and began bouncing around on the bed.
Seeing them, Grandfather's eyes widened in surprise as he laughed and said, "In this cold winter month, someone is still selling lambs? These lambs look really strong; they're quite impressive."
Grandma responded with a smile, "These lambs are so adorable; once they grow up, we can sell them for money."
"After Grandma finished speaking, she reached out to touch the lamb. As soon as her hand made contact, the lamb bit her, causing blood to flow from her finger, with a piece of flesh missing from the tip. The lamb that bit Grandma had a patterned back; it was Little Flower Goat.
Grandma raised her hand and slapped Little Flower Goat, making it cry out in distress. The goat scurried to the corner, staring wide-eyed at Grandma. Grandfather brought over some disinfectant gauze and bandaged Grandma's finger.
Annoyed, Grandma said, 'This damn lamb dares to bite people; let's throw it outside to freeze to death!'
Her words were spoken in anger; she couldn't bear to throw the lamb out. With heavy snow falling outside, the lamb could only be kept indoors until around February or March of the following year when it could be let out into the yard.
Grandma instructed, 'Find a cardboard box and put the lamb inside.'
Grandfather nodded, 'Alright, I'll go find one.'
He returned from the storage room with a large box, placing all four lambs inside along with some water and feed.
Grandma lit a cigarette and took two puffs, smiling as she said, 'The holidays are approaching, and Wen He will be back soon.'
Wen He was Aunt's name; she worked away from home most of the year and only returned during holidays. She had bought a ticket for the day of the festival, so she would likely arrive on the evening of the first day of the new year.
Hearing Aunt's name brought a smile to Grandfather's face as he said, 'Wen He is quite capable; she has found someone while away and plans to bring him home for the holidays.'
As he spoke, his eyes crinkled with joy.
Grandma nodded repeatedly, filled with pride as she said, 'Wen He has grown up; she knows how to find a partner without us worrying about her.'
Grandfather agreed, 'Indeed.'
He climbed onto the kang and spread out the quilt, saying, 'Let's sleep; tomorrow is the festival.'"
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