In the past, in this part of the Northeast, the pigs in the countryside were raised by one family.

Each yard has a pig pen with a pig trough under the window.

Raise an old sow with a good family life, "old sow, small bank", and the pig lamb can be sold for a lot of money!

A litter of pigs and lambs is almost on top of a laborer, and a year of work earns more money.

People with inferior family life should also raise one or two "krona".

Kill New Year's pigs during the New Year, plus rely on meat oil.

There are very few people who don't raise pigs, either "running errands" or people who are not going through their lives.

With the development of the times and the abundance of materials, people have become fatigued when eating meat, and they are becoming estranged step by step.

Ma Dashuai feels that if he eats and drinks purely about nutrition and scientific proportions now, he has fallen into a process of rigidity.

Thinking about longevity or not when you eat seems to be a bit aggrieved by your sense of mouth and desire.

This expert said it was not good, and that expert said no!

In the past, the living conditions were not good, and the materials were not abundant, and everyone lived well.

An hour later, Ma Dashuai looked at the golden oil on the table and swallowed.

Pick up a piece and put it in your mouth, it is fragrant and crunchy, and there is an enticing meat fragrance.

Suddenly, Ma Dashuai laughed.

I went back to my room and took out my digital camera and took a few seductive pictures of the oil-soaked beauty on the table.

"Isn't this kid in a hurry, why are you taking pictures?" asked the mother, puzzled.

"Haha! Mom, I'm going to post a Weibo to share it with my fans. Ma Dashuai smiled evilly.

"What is the scarf?"

"Forget it, I don't understand your stuff. Tinker with it yourself, I'll go to your dad's. ”

After my mother finished speaking, I went to the place where my father "went to work" every day.

Ma Dashuai smiled and didn't explain, he opened his laptop and connected to the wireless network card, and logged in to Weibo.

He thought about it for a moment, then sent the photo up, writing:

Today the village killed the New Year's pig, and my father just made the oil. Authentic local pig, it tastes fragrant, delicious!

After a few minutes, there were more comments.

Ma Dashuai looked at it and laughed, and he replied selectively.

"If the love between the two is long, how can it be that you release poison in pork and pork, and you release poison in idols!" (I don't put poison, it's loneliness!)

"Oops, it's drooling, it's delicious to look at, I haven't eaten it for many years, and people want to eat it in their dreams. (Dream well, dream everything!)

"Idols have actually returned to their hometowns, aren't celebrities very busy at the end of the year?" (I'm the kind of thief!)

"I have a heart to lose weight, but I have a foodie's mouth. Aren't idols afraid of being fat?" (If you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to lose weight?)

"Idol, why do you put food at noon to gluttonous people? Bad old man is very bad!" (Doing bad things will be discovered sooner or later, so do it at noon.) ）

"I'm in a bad mood, so I like to eat, and I'm going to eat oil. (If you're in a bad mood, you start eating desperately, it's not good, what's wrong with the food!)

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There are also black fans' messages that were topped by Ma Dashuai!

"Ma Dashuai, you dominate the headlines every day, do you really think you are so powerful? You are very annoying, do you know?" (There are many people who hate me, how old are you?)

"What's there to show for a broken oil? Is it healthy? a bunch of fools!" (You can lift the bar like this, the construction site needs you.) ）

"I really don't know, what do these ignorant brainless fans like about you?" (God sprinkled wisdom all over the world and gave you an umbrella.) ）

"It's just that your singing skills aren't as good as mine?Why are you popular??Spend money?" (The weather is clear, the rain has stopped, and you think you can do it again!)

Fans couldn't stop laughing when they saw Ma Dashuai's funny reply!

Especially when I saw Ma Dashuai's message of black fans online, everyone was even more excited!

Everyone shouted that you were such an idol, the atmosphere was very warm, and Ma Dashuai was also having fun!

This guy is eating delicious food while teasing the fans, and by the way, he is scolding the black fans!

Fans can't help but be excited, this star is a black fan online, and Ma Dashuai is the first one!

And his reply is also funny, without a dirty word, which is admirable!

Ma Dashuai really wanted to say to those black fans:

Scare you for an hour without repeating, with dirty words I lose!

It's really not fun to change the trumpet, and the black fans who can be scared doubt life!

I've been a few years old and have been in vain on the Zu'an stage?

One second, five sprays, minutes to teach you how to be a man!

took a selfie of eating oil, and the accompanying text: Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend!

Ma Dashuai was happy in his heart, lying on the recliner leisurely and eating oil, and he didn't continue to pay attention after finishing the black powder.

Rhubarb led the two dog sons to sit on the ground and watch Ma Dashuai, his tail wagging like a broom.

Ma Dashuai threw them some oil from time to time, and if his mother saw it, he would probably have to be trained again.

Suddenly, the three dogs' ears were ridged, and they barked outside and rushed out. Ma Dashuai paused for a moment and followed.

"Uncle, uncle, Tongtong is here!"

As soon as Ma Dashuai opened the curtain and walked to the house, he saw his little niece running towards him in a leisurely manner!

Rhubarb led the dog son to follow happily behind.

"Oops, baby, slow down!"

Ma Dashuai hurriedly ran over, picked up the little niece, and took a sip on the little tender face.

"Tongtong, do you want to miss your uncle?"

"I thought about it!"

When Ma Dashuai heard the words of his little niece, he was beautiful in his heart, and his face smiled.

The third sister and the third brother-in-law were carrying things in the back, looking at him with a smile.

"Didn't you say that the 29th came that day?" asked Ma Dashuai.

"It's not that my mother called in the morning to say that you were back, but Tongtong heard it, and she cried and wanted to come to you. The third sister looked at the baby girl and said helplessly.

Originally, the three elder sisters all came to celebrate the New Year together at 29, but now the eldest sister's flower shop and the second sister's restaurant are very busy.

The students are on vacation, and the third sister's bubble tea shop is also idle.

Several sisters listened to what Ma Dashuai said at the beginning, and now the business is very good, and there are more smiles on their faces.

"Haha! It's still the sweetest baby! Let's go, let's go inside!"

Ma Dashuai lifted his little niece and made her giggle.

After everyone entered the house, Ma Dashuai put the baby on the kang.

"Come, little baby, give you something delicious, your grandfather just made it!" Ma Dashuai served the oil to Tongtong as if offering a treasure.

The little girl saw that her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly picked up a piece with her little hand and put it in her mouth.

Xiang's eyes narrowed, and he took a few pieces in a row, and his little mouth was stuffed, like a hamster.

"Dead girl, eat slowly! no one will rob you!"

Seeing her daughter's foodie appearance, the third sister couldn't cry or laugh.

Ma Dashuai and the third brother-in-law also laughed, the little guy was so funny.

"Sister, call my dad and the others, let them come back, don't play yet. Ma Dashuai said.

"Giggles, Dad, it's like going to work, and I'm not tired of playing every day!" the third sister smiled.

Since Ma Dashuai went home last time, he knew that his son was out of breath and the family conditions were better, and the old couple had a smile on their faces all day long.

Especially my father, he "goes to work" every day, rain or shine!

It's not big to play, 2 yuan of small mahjong in the suburbs, it's not much to win or lose, and it's not boring to play.

Playing mahjong and blowing his son is a compulsory course for my father every day.

Mom also plays occasionally every day, but most of the time she is still chasing dramas at home!

The kind of TV series with dozens of episodes, now chase Yangba's "Ah Lang"!

Sometimes I see the sensational mother wiping her tears, and I am also happy.