The hot breath exhaled by the women's director instantly froze into ice mist: "Third Uncle Yin's grandfather's house will kill pigs tomorrow, you and Reporter Qiu and Section Chief Zhao remember to go to dinner, don't let everyone wait for you to eat, if it weren't for today's cadre meeting, the pork will be in the stewpot!"

Kill pigs?Yun Zitong frowned: "Eat and drink?"

Sure enough, Wang Haiyan's smile was gone: "Shout! What do you mean by eating and drinking? You really don't listen to what you say, let's tell you the truth, if you are a little sister, no one will kill a pig before the accident, and Director Li will not be looking for her, and people are college students who don't eat fireworks in the world!"

Li Ming had a big headache, and what did the cloud reporter think of killing pigs in the countryside for guests? Killing pigs in the New Year is a major event of the year for the villagers, which is equivalent to the harvest sacrifice in ancient times, but in a different way of expression.

At the beginning of the autumn equinox village, the villagers invited Li Ming to eat, almost all of them were rejected by him, and the result was self-isolation from the people, and the villagers walked around him when they met on the road!

Wang Haiyan spoke like a machine gun, probably because of the ability to do family planning work: "It's different now, if there is no Director Li, the village will be a loss of old people, you know? Third Uncle Yin and Grandpa Yin invite you to drink, it is worthy of you, whether you go or not!"

The little reporter really couldn't speak, and he the women's director with one sentence, and the little girl from Yanjing City couldn't figure out the situation.

There are some people in the autumn equinox village who must not be offended, such as the third uncle and grandfather of Yin who invited guests, for example, the women's director in front of him, as long as he wants to work in the village, he must not be provoked.

I really doubt that Yun Zitong is not a rival in his previous life, and he has just made Zhu Li pay attention to himself in this life, and then he will offend the big people in the village, which is fatal! Li Ming hurriedly waved his hand: "Go, you must go, I will be there early in the morning!"

"Hey, I'll tell you, what's the matter?" Yun Zitong followed behind Li Ming angrily, "There is no principle at all, I think you will be a greedy guy when you become an official in the future, and you will not let go of even a farmer killing a pig, what else can't you do?"

Shhhhh

In fact, the old couple don't like their son's career very much, and the restaurant at home is getting more and more prosperous, but this kid has no interest in making money at all, and he spends money lavishly.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, even if they don't like their son's career, they still don't want him to be angry below, and they have to ask someone to send good things every once in a while, but it's a pity that Li Ming is not good at relationships, and this second ancestor is a little proud.

casually turned out two bottles of Moutai and two bottles of Xifeng, and stuffed them into the arms of the cloud reporter: "Take it, Section Chief Zhao is not prepared, I'm afraid I'm going to go over empty-handed, uh, forget it, you take the cigarette and I take the wine, two cigarettes are enough for you and Sister Shuxia to have a meal, I want to bring out Pan Xiaoying's share of these four bottles of wine, otherwise Mr. Pan will be angry." ”

"No wonder you gnaw on the old!" snatched two cigarettes, Yun Zitong flattened his mouth, "The cub is not distressed about selling Yetian, is it?

It was too tiring to argue with a woman, Li Ming led the way and let Yun Zitong trot all the way and panted, as expected, Zhao Shuxia and Pan Xiaoying were about to sneak out to buy something.

Yun Zitong stuffed a cigarette into Zhao Shuxia's arms: "Whew, tired me, the villain must have done it on purpose, this is a local tyrant, so be a congratulatory gift!"

"Fortunately, you came in time, otherwise our sisters would be embarrassed, and they just went to the store and didn't have anything to look at, so they wouldn't be able to take it!"

Zhao Shuxia once again regained the gentleness and elegance of an intellectual woman, and she couldn't tell that what she said in the morning was her, she was worthy of being a long-tested department-level cadre, even if she looked down on people, she would not be exposed in front of the public.

Glancing at Li Ming, Pan Xiaoying took the four bottles of wine and smiled: "Either you count these four bottles of wine on my head, or you will let the third uncle and grandfather Yin beat them." ”

"So barbaric?" Yun Zitong's eyes widened, "Lord Yama doesn't give gifts, what kind of uncle and grandfather are so fierce!"

Hiding in his dormitory early, lighting the stove and opening the notebook, now Li Ming has been completely attracted by the "Officialdom Literary Material Library". The amount of information carried in it is a bit large, and he will delve into it whenever he has free time.

Clicked on a piece of music: "I am looking up at the moon, how many dreams are flying freely." Yesterday I forgot ah, the wind dried up and sorrow, I want to reunite with you on that vast road, life has been pulled by the ebb and flow tide, and the distance with you is heaven......"

Singing from Apple PowerBook? G4 flowed out, and suddenly made Li Ming, who was a little sluggish, feel a lot of spirit, but I don't seem to have heard this song!

I suddenly remembered that this is from the material library twelve years later, maybe this song will be popular in a few years, and I will transfer a few songs to MiniiPod, this song sounds amazing!

Dinner is easy to cook and pay for a bite, Li Ming almost devotes his whole body and mind to the material library, maybe he has his own dreams in it! The next morning, he went to Grandma Song's house and called three women, and his two-year teaching experience in mountain villages is not just a teacher!

In those two years, he taught a lot of students, but Li Ming felt that he had learned more, he was not a martial arts master before teaching, but just a little better than a scholar who was powerless.

Yin San's uncle and grandfather were born in 1938, and he is the uncle of Wang Sanchong, the accountant of the village committee.

In the early eighties, "Shaolin Temple" triggered a national martial arts craze, and young people within 100 miles of the neighborhood flocked to learn martial arts with their third uncle and grandfather.

The old man was quite prestigious among the young people in the village, and now he opened a blacksmith shop and did some work all day long, and he didn't care if he made money or not, and that little income was not enough for him to build eighteen kinds of blades.

If such a character Li Ming does not come to eat pig-killing dishes, it is purely self-isolation from the people, and he will not want to stay in the autumn equinox village in the future, and even in Songgang City, it will be difficult to move an inch.

Every New Year's Day, there will be a small car in front of the old man's door, except for Grandma Song, no one dares to refute the face of the third uncle and grandfather, not even the village party secretary Ba Mingwang.

The cauldron used to remove pig hair in the yard has long been picked up, and the rich smell of pine resin comes to the nose before entering the yard, and a group of dolls in the yard are bouncing, no matter who kills the pig is the children's festival.

The outside has long been prepared, the killing of pigs in the countryside is a major event, which is almost equivalent to a festival, and it is an excellent time to invite relatives and friends in the tunzi to come to the banquet, which is an excellent time to contact feelings.

Kill the pig on the first day to prepare, first of all, to the pig fasting and water, so as not to kill the pig nervous to make feces and urine overflow, the snow in the yard is clean, early in the morning before dawn the woman began to boil water to prepare to remove pig hair.

The pot table is a temporary pot in the yard that rarely uses the kitchen to remove pig hair, the halberd next to the pot is split, and the corn cob is piled up next to the halberd, and the country is now prohibited from cutting down, and the wooden halberd has to be replaced by corn cob.

In other words, a second ancestor like Li Ming would probably buy a meal of coal or simply charcoal, and it would be too laborious to burn corn cobs! There are people in every village who are good at killing pigs, and they will not only do a clean and quick job with their knives, but also not use useful things.

Professional butchers can put away the meat and heads, hooves, sewage, blood, bones and other parts of the pig in an orderly manner, classify them and make the best use of them, and in folk terms, they can kill an extra five catties of meat.

Of course, these pig killers should also be given a certain reward, usually a part of the head and hooves into the water as a reward, and the pig killer does not shirk, because this is a customary practice.

Several women wanted to experience the scene of pig killing in the countryside of Northeast China all the way, but Yun Zitong habitually lay in bed, but it turned out to be a little late, and the most cruel scene was over.

The pig's blood in the brine basin has been brought into the house, and the pot has already been mixed with spices such as green onions, ginger, star anise, etc., and the children of the family have two clean straw sticks on the kang and kept stirring, otherwise the pig's blood will coagulate into blood clots, so the blood sausage will be delayed.

Lang Daliang cut a hole in the back pig's foot, and stabbed the pig's body with a long strip of iron: "What is he doing?"

The three women who grew up in the city belong to the kind of people who have only eaten pork and have never seen pigs run, and even Zhao Shuxia, who is middle-aged, has never seen pigs killed in the countryside.

Don't look at Li Ming growing up in Yanjing City, before he was ten years old, he stayed in the countryside of Jiayu County, Hanhai City, and he couldn't do those things in the countryside, but he still understood it in general, at least it was no problem for women to act as commentators.

"In order to facilitate the removal of hair, it is necessary to cheer up the pig for a while, and only the bulging pig skin can be dehaired!"

After a while, the electric air pump roared, and the skin of the flesh began to swell, and someone beat it with a wooden stick in those places where there was a lot of sacs, so that the skin and meat were out of the pot.

Especially in the armpits, hind leg sockets, and chin of pigs, if they don't bulge up and lose their hair, it will be quite a hindrance.

Counting from Lang Xiaoyu, the three generations of butchers of the Lang family have also sold meat, and now Lang Xiaoyu has washed his hands, and his son Lang Qiang and grandson Lang Daliang father and son are in the limelight among the pig killers in Shili Eight Villages.

It is said that Wang Sanchong was with Lang Xiaofeng at the beginning, just to learn the craft of killing pigs and not worry about eating meat for the rest of his life, and now his third brother has become an accountant of the village committee, and he can be regarded as a person with a head and face in the autumn equinox village.

The pig was blown round and plump, and three or four men rushed up and carried the pig to the case that had been prepared long ago, and drenched it with boiling water.

Several experts fly the pig hair to shave dry and clean, the pig hair seems to be simple but the school feel, strength and speed, so that the pig hair scraped off will not leave stubble in the meat skin.

If you encounter that kind of two-five-eyed one, it will be troublesome, the pig hair is scraped instead of fading, and all the stubble is left in the flesh skin, and it is old and disgusting when you eat.

This book was first published in Reading Rim