Chapter 163: Sacrificing the Stove and Killing the Pig
When the first winter vacation of Yang Dongxu's junior high school came, Yanjing had already begun to snow, and at this time, although everyone's thoughts were all inferior, only reading was high, and many people wanted to take the exam for a good high school and a good university.
But there are still very few things like tutoring after the holiday, and now most people are still abiding by the national regulations, and the state stipulates that there will be a holiday on vacation, and there are few people who play in it.
As soon as the final exam ended, Yang Xu didn't stay in Yanjing for a day, and went straight to Hangzhou, after nearly a year of filming "The Legend of the New White Lady", the first TV series of Haina Film and Television has been officially completed, Yang Dongxu naturally wants to run over to celebrate.
Yang Dongxu was very busy a few days after returning to Yanjing, and the editing had nothing to do with him, a half-baked man who only had theoretical knowledge, most of them were just watching and learning from the side, to be honest, TV series and movies or something, it was very good when I watched it, but when I was editing, one picture at a time, it was really nothing to see.
The editing is not busy with Yang Dongxu, but he can't escape the soundtrack, he doesn't know who sang the original opening and ending songs, as well as the interlude or something, after all, who has nothing to do After watching the TV series, or the movie, who is the person who stares at the subtitles behind to watch the soundtrack?
But this is not a thing, after several years of development, Hainer Records and Warner, and Feishi may be worse than the background, but there are many singers, and there are many well-known singers, so I found two voices to start the work of dubbing.
first is the ending song of "Crossing Love", then the opening song of "Waiting for a Thousand Years", and then some episodes or something, it took more than ten days to get it roughly done on the twentieth day of the lunar month, so the early holiday of the film and television department is regarded as a welfare.
As expected, Zhou Yiren was unexpectedly busy, and wanted to go to Yangjia Village to meet his grandfather, maybe he could really only wait until he retired.
Grandpa God's father doesn't go to Yangjia Village, and Zhou Ya, a daughter, naturally wants to stay with her father for the New Year. After all, Yang Dongxu, who is already 15 years old, and Ran Feifei, who is 20 years old, and Du Fei, who is 23 years old, don't need her to send Yang Dongxu home.
Du Fei got married a few years ago, and Yang Dongxu didn't know about it in advance, and he didn't know about it until Du Fei led a shy girl to the big courtyard to greet Old Man Xuan and him.
In fact, Yang Dongxu already knew that Du Suo was a Manchu thing, and it was estimated that Old Man Xuan was too. But it's not all about that, for example, Jie Chengwu is Han.
So what he couldn't understand was that everything was clear in this era, why Du Suo where they came from, Old Man Xuan was always mysterious.
But he doesn't have that much curiosity about this matter, so he won't let him know if he doesn't let him know. In order to make up for not attending Du Fei's wedding, Yang Dongxu wrapped a big red envelope, and also gave a pair of sandalwood boxes carved with lilies and a lot of jewelry, meaning a hundred years of good harmony (box).
"Actually, you should stay in Yanjing, I'm not a child now, it's quite peaceful in the north, and nothing will happen. Looking at Du Fei, who sat down with his luggage, Yang Dongxu said.
After such a long time passed, Yang Dongxu kept his promise and did not make any more moves against the fourth master. And the fourth master of Hei also had a tacit understanding, he gave Yang Dongxu a shot, Yang Dongxu gave him a shot, and this matter should be settled, and everyone's well water does not violate the river water.
Although as the saying goes, the heart of harming people is indispensable, but Yang Dongxu's martial arts over the years have not been practiced in vain, although there is a certain gap with people like Du Suo and Du Fei, who have experienced a hundred battles, but self-protection is definitely no problem, so there is no need for people to follow.
"If I don't follow Xuanye, even if I don't say anything, my brother will break my legs. Du Fei smiled and said, and then said no more.
Well, for this young man who usually doesn't like to talk much, Yang Dongxu can only roll his eyes. The planes are all coming up, are they still going down?
23 to home, just in time for next year's 24 small year, small year is also called sacrificial stove, some places have 23 months of this festival, some places have 24 months, Yangjia Village is 24 times.
Compared with the dilapidated a few years ago, Yangjia Village has changed in recent years, with a straight asphalt road connecting the official road ten miles away, and a mortar road that was just completed last month connecting Ranmiao Township.
In this way, Yangjia Village has become a transportation link between Wuli Town and Ranmiao Township, and it is difficult for such a market to link the two towns without becoming popular.
Therefore, although the two-and-a-half-story small buildings on this side of Yangjia Village are not built much, there are cement bungalows on both sides of the street, which looks very stylish.
Not long after dawn, it was not long before breakfast time, and the original threshing floor in Yangjia Village was crowded, not because the morning market had already opened, but because of the slaughter of pigs and sheep.
On the twenty-fourth day of the lunar calendar, early in the morning, firecrackers were hung up to send the stove prince to the sky, so the people in the village began to slaughter livestock, and the gods and goddesses went to heaven for the New Year, and they could not see each other when they killed each other. Rural people like to choose 24 to slaughter some large animals on this day, as if to comfort themselves in this way.
However, killing pigs is killing pigs, and killing pigs on this day is exquisite. This is not a set of etiquette such as slaughtering pigs and selling meat at any time, but also burning paper and incense.
In addition to etiquette, who kills first, who kills later has also been paid attention to for a long time. This order not only indicates who has more prestige in Yangjia Village, but more importantly, the order of repayment.
The Chinese people have the custom of firing guns, burning paper, and making wishes on the night of the 30th day of the Chinese New Year's Eve. In the new year, good health, family safety or something is the most common wish, and there are also some special wishes.
For example, I hope that my son will be able to marry a wife in the new year, or that my daughter-in-law will be able to give birth to a boy, or that I will be able to be admitted to university, etc.
These special wishes are often made with offerings. For example, if my son can get married in the new year, then I will kill a big fat pig, burn a lot of incense, set off as many cannons as many times as I want to make a wish, and so on.
So on the day of killing pigs on the twenty-fourth, the people who made their wishes liked to kill the first pig, after all, you were in second place, and you always felt that the sincerity to the gods was not very sufficient. This is similar to the meaning of queuing up all night in later generations just to put incense on the head in the temple.
I want to be the first to kill, and my identity and status are shown at this time. If you don't have any face in the village, then even if you want to, you have to go back to the back before it's your turn.
"Eighth grandfather, don't you do it yourself today?" got up early in the morning, after practicing with Du Fei in the backyard, Yang Dongxu, who was wrapped in a military coat, put his hands in the cuffs, and wore a hat with big ears on both sides to protect his face, which is very popular in rural winters, plus the red nose that was too cold and frozen in the morning, is it a snot to slip away, and at first glance it is an authentic rural child.
Yang Dongxu, who went out dressed in this outfit, made Yang's father and Yang's mother feel very awkward, compared with yesterday's son's dress, his son's dress today is the difference between people in the city and in the countryside.
Du Fei looked at Yang Dongxu's dress and his eyes were also strange, although he usually didn't like to talk much, but he had been in the big courtyard for a long time, and he knew too well what the temperament of the young master of his own family was. Accustomed to seeing Yang Dongxu's fox-like smart and changeable personality, now that he suddenly saw such a turtle appearance, he really didn't know what to say for a while.
"The two juniors can be out of school, give them more opportunities to practice. Didn't you come back with your godfather? I'm going to get him two plates of braised pigtail to taste, and they want to thank him for the road construction. "Grandpa opened a tooth, and just used this vacancy to bite the cigarette pouch and smoke.
The eighth grandfather is a knife known from far and near, a sharp knife when he is a stupid pig, and he never uses a second knife to go down cleanly.
In these years, people with skills will accept a few apprentices, they are real apprentices, not the kind that teaches you two hands, you call a few words to the master and finish the job, the eighth grandfather naturally has apprentices, and there are many, even the butchers on the pork stalls in the town, a few of them also learned their crafts from him.
"Mrs. Godgrandpa was too busy to do anything, and said that he would come to see you when he retired, and said that you would also go to Yanjing to see him when you were free, and he would take you to see the Great Wall and the Imperial Palace. Yang Dongxu said.
"It's quite busy to be a big leader, but I can go to see the Great Wall and the Imperial Palace?" the eighth grandfather looked a little excited.
As for what kind of official position Zhou Yiren is, in fact, he doesn't know, in the eyes of rural people, as long as he goes to Yanjing to be an official, he is a big leader, and it is normal to be busy.
"What can't be seen, the palace now has no emperor, and the president of the state does not live in it. Where is like the Robinia River next to our village, you can see it however you want. ”
"When I have time to think about it with your boss, the heart of the motherland, it's worth it to be able to take a look at everything before you die. ”
"Eighth Grandpa, today is a small year, don't say such unlucky words. ”
"Haha, I'm old, I was trained by you kid. The eighth grandfather, whose eyes were a little teary, shook his hand and slapped Yang Dongxu on the back of the head to hide his embarrassment.
The first person to kill the pig was none other than the grandfather's family. The grandfather had three sons, and after giving birth to four granddaughters to him, he finally gave birth to a big fat grandson this year, and he must be the first to be killed.
The patriarchal customs in Yangjia Village are not serious, at least Yang Dongxu was often beaten in his childhood before his rebirth, his sister and sister were rarely beaten, and he also wore a lot of clothes that his sister was changed to be small by his mother. However, the idea of inheritance is deep-rooted, and all those who have a grandson are smiling.
Originally, the pig howled, and the knife went down, and the wrist of the man who killed the pig was half cut in, and then the knife was turned and withdrawn, and the basin was quickly taken next to him and began to receive the pig's blood, and someone sprinkled some salt next to him at the same time.
When the pig's blood runs out, the big pig is put into a cauldron next to the ground to dig a hole and rack, and the cauldron has boiled water.
Pig lungs, pork liver, and two hangs of lard or something are put into the basket next to them, these are very clean and do not need to be cleaned, clean up the same before eating. Put the pig's stomach and intestine into the basin, which should be carefully cleaned.
The children are happy not to like the bloody picture, but because the man who killed the pig casually tied a knot and threw the pig urine bubble aside, a group of children went up one by one to step on it and play very happily, if it was out of gas for a while, loosen the knot and blow some air into it to play, as for whether it is dirty or not, no one cares about this at this time, and the adults will not say anything.
Separate the pig's head and pig's trotters, and the hanging pig is divided in half, and the whole pig killing process is completed.