Cleaning, buying New Year's goods, all kinds of folk activities, these are the last things to do after they are done, and they can be regarded as waiting for the New Year with peace of mind.

That's killing pigs.

At this time, in the countryside, it was not possible to say that every household raised pigs, but nine out of ten people raised one or two pigs. First, some leftovers or pot water can be kept for pigs to eat, and secondly, they can also be sold for money, a pig costs a thousand yuan, which is a lot.

Most of the people sell pigs and kill pigs on festivals, and there are many people who buy them, and the price is good. Of course, more of them are still waiting for the New Year.

Yang An's aunt and aunt all raise pigs, and the third aunt's pig was sold a few days ago, and it is the uncle's big fat pig that will be killed today.

In the early morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Yang An was called up by the poplar forest at just over four o'clock. Killing pigs in a farmer's house is also a big deal, and their own family members will rise up to help.

Hastily washed his face, and when he walked to the uncle's side, the third uncle Yang Shusen, the eldest uncle Yang Shu, and the eldest brother Yang Yang had already gotten up, and the eldest aunt and the other two women were busy in the kitchen, boiling a big pot of boiling water.

Yang Shu saw Yang An yawning, and said to Yang Shulin with a smile: "Second brother, you see that Ah An is still sleepy, what do you want him to do." A'an, if you're sleepy, go back to sleep. ”

Yang An rubbed his face and said, "Don't be sleepy, I'll watch the pig killing later." ”

"You also have to watch the killing of pigs, don't be arched by pigs again. Yang Shusen started Yang An's joke, which caused everyone to laugh.

Yang An was a little embarrassed, Yang An remembered this incident, he was still young at that time. One year was also killing pigs, Yang An followed the poplar forest up, and wanted to catch the pig's leg together, but he didn't expect that the pig was angry, and he arched Yang An to the ground with his nose, which scared Yang An and cried.

"I was still young at that time, but I definitely won't be this time! I want revenge!" Yang An said, rolled up his sleeves and said fiercely.

"Yo, it's so lively. At this time, a man walked in, carrying two bamboo baskets, and on both sides were all kinds of knives and iron hooks, and this was the pig slaughterer.

"Ha, Lao Huang is here, sit down. It's cold outside, so smoke a cigarette first. ”

Lao Huang took the cigarette handed over by Yang Shu, lit the cigarette with a snap, took a deep breath, spit out the cigarette and said: "Your family is so good, don't call others, just one person and one leg." ”

Everyone laughed, Yang Shusen said: "In a few years, there will be no one, now young people have to read, part-time workers, and they don't want to come to pig's feet, it's dirty, why don't you feel dirty when you eat meat." ”

Yang An touched his nose, he was also dirty in his previous life, you must know that the pig's feet are all ...... , not to mention, it's not very clean anyway.

Everyone said a few words, and the eldest aunt Zhang Aihua came out and said, "Okay, stop talking, the water is boiling." ”

Lao Huang threw the cigarette on the ground, stepped on it, and said, "Then let's go." ”

They took the ropes and went to the pigsty. The big fat pig seemed to know that it was going to be slaughtered today, and he was very restless, and he screamed all over the pigsty. But after all, he couldn't fight the five big men, and after being grabbed by Lao Huang's tail, he was quickly captured.

Yang An's killing pigs here is not the same as other places, there is a wooden vat, which is the shape of a bathtub, but it is for dead pigs, boiling water to remove hair.

There is also a 70*150cm wooden platform, about 50cm high, and the four of them work together to put the pig on the wooden platform with their feet facing the sky, and everyone bends the pig's foot joints, so that the pig can't exert force.

I saw Lao Huang tie up the pig's mouth, look at it a few times around its neck, shave its hair, and shout to the kitchen: "The basin is brought out, and it is going to bleed." ”

"It's here!" The third aunt Li Xiuqin came out with a basin, and there was still some water in it, put it in a big wooden barrel, and hurriedly ran away.

Lao Huang smiled and said, "What are you running, I haven't started yet." As he spoke, Lao Huang's sharp boning knife suddenly plunged deeply into the pig's artery, and the blood spurted out, accompanied by the pig's whining.

Not to mention the third aunt, Yang An was also taken aback.

"Oops!" Yang Yang shouted. It turned out that the pig was incontinent and urinated on him.

"Hahaha!" Yang An also smiled, his happiness was indeed based on the pain of others. With such a fork, Yang An's discomfort just now was also healed. The pig was also dying, and he saw that the entire handle of Lao Huang's boning knife had been submerged, and the blood stained his entire arm. The large barrel was sprayed with blood, but more of it went into the basin.

Whether the master's craftsmanship is good or not, it depends on this. A good master bleeds cleanly and neatly, and never wastes it.

After a while, the pig stopped moving, and died completely. The uncle asked Yang An to take the pig's blood to the kitchen and deal with it immediately. They pushed the pigs into wooden barrels and poured buckets of boiling water from the kitchen. Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, that's what they said.

Several adults stirred in the barrel with sticks, so that the pigs were evenly heated and helped to remove the skin. And Lao Huang washed the handle, put out his tools the same, boning knife, meat cleaver, bone chopping knife and various props, and then hung the iron hook on the beam of the house one by one.

The four of them carried the pig to the wooden platform again, and then it was Lao Huang's performance time - breaking down the pork. Although it was very bloody, looking at Lao Huang's skillful techniques, there was even a special sense of beauty, and Yang An was a little fascinated by it. Perhaps, that's what Ku Ding Jieniu meant.

While busy here, do you want to take some meat to the kitchen, and when it is dawn, Lao Huang is busy with his work, and a meal of killing pigs is good. Then it began to be lively, the neighbors came to buy meat, and the children who had woken up were waiting to eat the pig-killing rice!

Fresh ingredients, authentic farmhouse cooking, no particular plating, but the aroma is already mouth-watering. But everyone waited, Lao Huang was the master of killing pigs, and everyone started to eat when he was served.

"Yo, let's wait, come and eat, look at the children, they're all hungry. As soon as Lao Huang was on the table, Yang Ji, a little kid, was the first to move his chopsticks, and quickly grabbed a piece of braised pork, and ate with a mouthful of oil. Yang An was also hungry, so he made a bowl of pig blood soup first.

Wow, I haven't eaten such fresh pig blood for many years, there is no pig smell, plus the celery and green onions grown by the farmer themselves, it is really delicious.

There is no rule of silence in the farmhouse, everyone eats and chats, and it is inevitable to exaggerate the aunt's diligence and ability, this pig is fat and thin, and the meat is delicious. However, the peasant family is generally more direct: "Sister-in-law Aihua, you really have nothing to say about raising pigs, you are much better than raising children." ”

Come on, Yang Yang is lying down.

Another person said: "Lao Yang, do you still have pork legs in your house, leave one for me, and I will give it to my mother-in-law." ”

"Pig's head, pig's head, I want a pig's head. This year's harvest is okay, I petitioned last year, and I want to pay it back quickly while the New Year is over!"

This is how rural people sell meat, eating and chatting at the same time. After a pig-killing meal was eaten, a pig was also sold.

This year, the poplar forest is also atmospheric, and I bought more than 100 yuan of pork and a pork leg in one go, ready to have a good year in a hearty and prosperous way. Pig's feet, of course, were given to the mother-in-law.