Chapter 61: Cutting off the root of right and wrong
This technique is more domineering, male and female take all. The principle of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is the same as that of eunuchs in ancient times. Ploughed pig in the Eastern Han Dynasty has it, this magical ancient method, it is said that this is from the Huatuo superb surgery of the true legend.
There is also such a livelihood in the seventy-two lines of old Beijing, and the unique craft - plowing pigs. The pig cutter held a pig knife, carried a pair of picks, walked around the countryside, ate thousands of meals, and was a little similar to the ancient knights.
So in the production brigade, when the piglets were caught, the pig cutter ran to the production brigade.
The child was curious, so Hua Chengye asked, "Mother, what did Dad do with the piglet, why didn't he go home." ”
"What are children doing with so much care?" Hua Chengjin said in an old-fashioned manner.
"Chengjin knows what to do. Hua Junyao looked at him who was pretending to be deep and asked funny.
"Give the pig an injection and let it grow fat well. Hua Chengjin said in a childish voice.
Hua Junyao was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then smiled, "Yes, your mother is right." ”
Quite a few years old, her father and mother also told her that children have a natural fear of injections.
Hehe......
The so-called plough pig is because pigs are not ploughed and fat. This has been proven by more than enough practice. Theoretically, pigs that do not cut a lot of food do not convert into fat, but accumulate energy and vitality for reproduction, consume a lot of calories, and naturally cannot get fat.
Pigs don't plow, and their hearts are not quiet. The so-called full of warm thoughts * lust * desire, although pigs livestock, also have needs, not pruning pigs, all boars are lean, all sows are graceful, all day long ready to attract the opposite sex and restless, but born at the wrong time, reincarnated pigsty, the social circle is too small, can not get what they want, depressed, the more they eat, the thinner they are, waste food in vain, the farmers see their thinness, and they can't bear to kill, they get worse, people and pigs are bitter.
If it is plowed, it will be different, the heart will not move in the spring, the chest will not be irritable in the summer, the autumn will be melodious, and the sun will be waiting for the winter ...... In short, when the pig is chopped, the heart will be calm, the qi will be smooth, the body will be great, and the food will be fragrant, and it will naturally be fat!
In this way, "both hands split the road of life and death, and cut the root of right and wrong with one knife." "Zhu Yuanzhang's Spring Festival couplets can be regarded as the most apt definition of the pig maker.
In the old countryside, pig plowing was a good craft to make a living, and it was generally men who engaged in this trade, and they were young or middle-aged men. They eat with a knife. There may be one in the neighborhood. Their business is seasonal, because the common people basically have a custom time for raising pigs. Most of the rural households raise pigs, if the piglets bought are male, as long as the pigs are not kept as breeding pigs, when the pigs will become adults, the estrus will be unstoppable, and they will have to be castrated, otherwise, once the attack starts, the pig will not sleep or eat, irritable temperament, digging bricks and prying stones, and even running away over the fence. So it must be cut off in time. The male pig has been cut off from the root of love, and there is no demand, and from then on, he will only be angry and try to eat and grow fat wholeheartedly.
By the end of the 70s, the countryside began to develop collective pig farms, pig farms have full-time or part-time veterinarians, can plow the pigs to be plowed, and the professional pig ploughing workers who walk the village and street have disappeared.
The craftsman's craftsmanship is very good, and the knife is neat and tidy.
After the ploughing is done, the pig carpenter applies a handful of black firewood ash to the wound of the pig, or uses pig hair to stick the incision to it. Some pig ploughers also omitted this step, and brushed his bloody hands on the pig's hair, leaving the bloody hole, which made people feel pity and pain, especially the women who raised pigs. In fact, the incision is actually very easy to heal, there is no need for sterilization, and there are no stitches, and people think that people can be castrated into eunuchs, let alone livestock.
Some of the pig eggs that were cut down were taken away by the pig maker, and the little ones accumulated into a bowl of appetizers.
Some were asked by the owner, steamed in a rice wok, and given to the man to eat, saying that they were eating something to make up.
Hey! Hua Junyao pouted and thanked these people, but fortunately, the Hua family didn't have this hobby!
Of course, the more experienced pig coulters waved their hands and threw the two toys onto the roof of the barn. Why did he throw it on the roof, this is probably inspired by the eunuchs.
Those who have read history will probably know that the "guns and ammunition" castrated by people cannot be thrown away at will, and they are generally put into a wooden brocade box and placed on a high shelf, which is called "high ascension" in the jargon. The purpose of "high ascension" is to allow the current eunuch to verify his correct body, and at the same time to be able to bury his whole body when he dies.
Pigs are not people, and pig eggs naturally cannot be placed at home, so they can only throw it to the roof, and the right is to "rise" for it.
Waiting for Hua Henian to slip the chopped pig back and put it in the pigsty, some of them were a little sad, probably still mourning their children and grandchildren, but when the fresh pig food was brought up and poured into the trough, the little piglet came to life again, hummed and rushed over, planted in the trough, and ate it with a stuffy head.
Since then, there is one more item in the house: feeding the pigs and cleaning the pigsty.
Whether the hostess of the farmer's house is really clean or fake clean, there are two places that can be seen, one is the kitchen at home, and the other is the pigsty.
The pork tastes good, but the smell of this pigsty is really not flattering, especially in summer.
Pigs also seem to understand human nature, and they only in a small corner of the pig pen ****, a small pothole on the ground outside the small corner, pig manure and urine are stored in it, and the rest of the place is clean and refreshing. Of course, this is also due to the diligence of the owner. In the summer, the barn is cleaned every day, and in the winter, the corner of the pen is covered with golden thatch, and the pigs sleep on the grass. Pig manure and urine, including the thatched crops where pigs sleep, are cherished, every point is cleaned up, and the manure is piled up, which is a good fertilizer for the self-reserved land, and it is handed over to the production team and given a credit point.
In the spring of the next year, in the corner of the yard, pour a basket of pig fat, fill the soil, transplant a pumpkin seedling, don't manage too much, the emerald green pumpkin leaves climb all over the stone wall, the golden pumpkin flowers and green leaves, the pumpkin fruit after autumn, large and small, dotted. Pumpkins are fattening, and pig manure is a treasure.
Taro, sweet potato, yam, radish, etc., as well as all leafy vegetables like pig fat, and the vegetables that are fertilized with pig fat are green and strong. And the soil that has been applied with pig manure for many years is black and shiny, and the fertilizer is oily.
The croppers also use pig manure to make fertilizer for the wheat top dressing, use wooden pots to fill organic fertilizer, bend forward along the rows of wheat rows, and at the root of each wheat seedling, they use their hands to grab a handful of pig fertilizer and stuff it into the mud at the root of the rice seedling to increase the yield.
From then on, in the crowing of the rooster, the small courtyard of the farm house heard the pig humming from time to time......