Shiyi Village, Shanmiaotun, Zhang Daman's house.

In the evening, the smoke of the cooking stove curls up, and the wood from the stove is boiled, and the water is boiling in a large iron pot.

Zhang Xiaoman squatted beside the stove, constantly adding firewood to the stove, Qin Lin and Qin Lan sisters came over from time to time to take a look, the two of them wore aprons, completely like a good wife and mother.

"Xiaoman, look at the fire on the stove, and when the water boils, call you dad. ”

Qin Lin squatted down slightly, next to Zhang Xiaoman's side, gently caressing his little head, that picture is simply a mother loving her son, warm and harmonious.

"Well, got it, Aunt Lynn. ”

Zhang Xiaoman's heart is also full of curiosity, in the countryside, killing New Year's pigs is already a no-concept thing for him.

The memory of the previous life is vague, or rather, it seems that there is no concept of killing the New Year pig at all!

Because it is close to the end of the year, Shiyi Village Central Primary School has been on vacation, Zhang Xiaoman has no suspense, the final exam, the first place in the preschool class.

Almost all of a sudden, he became the focus of everyone's attention in Shiyi Village Central Primary School, and he scored 100 points in mathematics and 99.5 points in Chinese.

Including Yang Jianguo, the principal of Shiyi Village Central Primary School, as if he saw the seeds of a new student in Shiyi Village Central Primary School.

Since the establishment of Shiyi Village Central Primary School, after Yang Jianguo became the principal, he has always dreamed that the students of Shiyi Village Central Primary School can be admitted to the county No. 1 Middle School.

The students admitted to the county No. 1 middle school every year are the top 100 students in the county, and they are given priority.

With the high-quality teaching conditions of the county No. 1 middle school, there are not a few students who are admitted to the city's key high schools every year.

That is to say, being able to be admitted to the county No. 1 middle school is equivalent to stepping into the city's key high school with half a foot, and entering the city's key high school, with its significant admission rate, that is a large number of students can be admitted to the university.

Since the resumption of the college entrance examination, there has never been a college student in Shiyi Village, which is Yang Jianguo's dream, and it is also the hope of the entire Shiyi Village Central Primary School, and even the entire Shiyi Village.

If someone in Shiyi Village can be admitted to the university, at least it means that this village has produced college students, which is also an honor.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoman entered primary school, his academic performance was excellent, and in school, he became the pride of heaven in the eyes of teachers and the best among his classmates.

The big fat pig bought from Jiang's butcher's house, with its feet tied, lay in the open space on the side, making a miserable sound.

Killing New Year's pigs, in the countryside, is a unique taste of the New Year, although reborn, but this long-lost New Year's flavor makes Zhang Xiaoman also full of joy.

As the firewood was added, the water in the big iron pot began to tumble.

"Poop, the water is boiling, the water is boiling. Zhang Xiaoman ran into the house and shouted Zhang Daman.

Zhang Daman, Wang Tieniu and Uncle Dahan poked their heads out of the house, and Zhang Daman responded, "Okay, here." ”

Wang Tieniu and Uncle Dahan pulled up their sleeves, grabbed the sharpened knife next to them, and walked to the side of the big fat pig with Zhang Daman, took a rope, tied the fat pig, and the three of them lifted the fat pig vigorously and set it up on a stool.

Uncle Dahan is a knife hand in Shiyi Village, holding the pig's ears with one hand and tying the fat pig's mouth with a rope with the other, and then, freeing his hand, he quickly stabbed the sharp knife into the throat of the fat pig.

Zhang Daman and Wang Tieniu pressed the big fat pig hard, and then, Uncle Han's sharp knife stabbed into the fat pig's heart, and a stream of blood gushed out along the sharp knife that was pulled out.

Qin Lan had already put the prepared large basin on the ground, and then the pig blood that gushed out.

Killing pigs in rural areas, even if it is a drop of pig blood, is not willing to be wasted, it is a treasure.

The big fat pig struggled on the stool a few times, the blood kept flowing out, and after a few struggles, it gradually collapsed.

"Hey, Uncle Han's knife hand, it's really amazing, a knife goes down, the white knife goes in, the red knife comes out, it's amazing!" The three of them rolled the fat pig down from the stool, and then, using a wooden ladder shelf, lifted the pig, put it on the stove, scooped up the boiling water, and poured it on the dead pig that had just passed the gas, and really staged the picture of "the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water".

"Xiaoman, you can go and play on the side, and leave the fire to me. Qin Lin picked up a pile of dry firewood from the side and called Zhang Xiaoman to replace him.

Because of the need to shave the pig's hair, the hot water will keep splashing out, for fear of hurting Zhang Xiaoman, so it is still up to Qin Lin.

A large family, lively to kill the pig, from shaving, to disemboweling, there are Uncle Han, Wang Tieniu to help each other, Zhang Daman is also helping to take a hand, it will not take long to dismember the whole pig into several large pieces.

Qin Lan and Qin Lin were busy helping the pork to be salted, while Zhang Daman, Uncle Dahan, and Wang Tieniu began to cook, cutting off almost every piece of meat on the pig's body as much as possible.

In short, this meal will be very rich, but also the practice of many farmers, no matter how shabby usually, the meal of killing the pig must be the most sumptuous, in addition, that is the Chinese New Year's Eve meal.

Zhang Xiaoman squatted beside him, watching the adults busy, Qin Lin called out to him distressedly: "Xiaoman, you can take the pork kidneys to the barbecue and eat them!"

She took the pork kidneys off the plate oil, cleaned them with water, sprinkled some salt, and asked Zhang Xiaoman to take the pork kidneys and go to the stove to roast them slowly with the charcoal of those firewood.

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the pork kidneys barbecued in the stove, salivating, fragrant, it was really fragrant.

In every household in the countryside to kill the New Year's pig, the children's favorite is the barbecue pork kidney, a pig kidney, roasted, browned, really called a delicious.

"Hehe, Daman, you are so happy, look at this Lin girl, how much like your daughter-in-law, I feel sorry for your son, and let him eat the pork kidney. "Although Uncle Dahan is honest, he also likes to make some meat and vegetarian jokes.

Zhang Daman smiled secretly, "She has to feel sorry for me, Xiaoman is so young, what kind of pork kidney to eat, if you want to eat it, give it to me!"

"Look at what you said, do you need to eat?

Zhang Daman thinks about it, he really doesn't have to think about this problem for the time being, now he is pregnant with a "chicken", but he is the "yin" male useless "dirty" "pedicle".

Occasionally, I go out to find the widow Li Chunhua, and I don't need to replenish the kidneys, but with the strength I usually accumulate, it is enough for Li Chunhua's girl.

However, since he established a relationship with Qin Lin, he has never looked for the widow Li Chunhua, with Qin Lin, a yellow flower girl who is as beautiful as a fairy, waiting for him, a woman like Li Chunhua is naturally standing aside.