Although the house opposite was cleaned up, Cai Xiaomei was not allowed to live there, one was that she was alone and couldn't be reassured, and the other was that she was too lonely over there, so she lived in the wing room in the north and Fan Ming's house was like water.

After the seventh and eighth days of the first month, the taste of Laba gradually hit, people's faces have more smiles, and they have completely put down the work at hand, and it is time to rest after a year of busy work, and the people who work outside have also returned to the village one after another, no matter how they mix outside, in short, they all return to the village with a smile.

In the city, the Chinese New Year has now become a passing scene, and the New Year is nothing, just a festival of big consumption. The taste of the New Year in the village is gradually weakening, people used to be poor, usually reluctant to eat and reluctant to wear, are looking forward to the New Year to be able to eat good and wear new, so they can be vigorously coiled for the New Year, and the New Year's flavor is naturally strong. Over the years, even in this kind of small mountain village, there is no shortage of food and clothing, it is just a matter of old and new, gritting your teeth, you can usually eat a few meals of meat, so there is no longer as much expectation for the New Year. But even so, the flavor of the New Year in the countryside is many times stronger than in the city.

There is no school in the village, and the children who go to school in the big village outside have also gone home on vacation, and suddenly I feel that there are more children in the village, and it is no longer the world of little children like Yaya who have not yet gone to school, and half-grown children are filled in every corner of the village. I can also start to hear some firecrackers sporadically.

On the morning of the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the old village chief announced on the loudspeaker: "Attention villagers, my family slaughtered pigs today, and whoever wants big meat will come to collect it with a basin when the time comes." ”

Zhang Taiping knew that this was going to kill the New Year's pigs, and if there were people in the village who raised pigs, if they didn't want to sell them to outside dealers, they would wait until the New Year's Pass to be slaughtered in the village, and the people in the village would not have to go outside to sell pork, and they would sell it in the village if they left enough for their own needs. This is also one of the preserved traditions that can reflect the flavor of the New Year.

At this time, the happiest family is the child, who hears that which family kills pigs will be used in a swarm of which yard, not only to see the process of killing pigs, but also to wait for their own adults to come and weigh pork.

Zhang Taiping originally called Cai Yazhi and the two to weigh some pork for their own family, and ate it for the time being, and it was not too late to weigh it when someone killed the pig again. Cai Yazhi has some low self-esteem due to her voice, and she rarely interacts with people, often staying at home alone to do housework or doing orchard work, Zhang Taiping didn't want her to be so self-contained, so he asked her to go with her and have more contact with the villagers.

When Fan Ming heard that he was going to kill the pig, he also shouted to follow, and Xing Rushui naturally went with him. Cai Xiaomei was the only one left in the house.

When I arrived at the village chief's house, there was already a large group of people in the courtyard, and the knife was the old man Qian, who often dealt with livestock and had a hand in slaughtering livestock. Thinking about it carefully, the old man is still a versatile talent, he worked as a craftsman in his early years, and his carpentry skills are also very good, he has been mixed in the mountains and forests for most of his life, and he is unique when hunting, and now he can play the role of a butcher. usually looks like an ordinary old man, who would have thought that there was so much craftsmanship on his body.

When Zhang Taiping's family came, Old Man Qian was sharpening his knife, and a sharp knife for slaughtering pigs was sharpened shiny, and he could reflect the light. Wang Gui held a basin next to him.

The knife was sharpened, and the people were almost here, and the old man Qian shouted: "Go to the pig!" ”

The four strong laborers who had been preparing for a long time opened the fence of the pigsty and rushed into the pigsty, the pig may have also felt the unusual atmosphere, jumping wildly in the pen, but it could not withstand the number of people, the good thing was carried out by four people one by one, the pig could not use its strength in the air and could only howl fiercely, the sound was unpleasant and harsh, no wonder the sound of someone was ugly like the sound of killing a pig, it was indeed unpleasant to hear harshly.

The four men placed the pig on a board in the middle of the courtyard and held their heads in the air and held their limbs to death. Old man Qian skillfully stabbed the pig-killing knife on the neck of the pig that was still howling, the unpleasant and harsh sound stopped abruptly, a series of cooing sounds, and blood sprayed down the mouth on the neck into the basin that Wang Gui had already received below.

It seems that this knife is simple and seems to be able to be done by anyone, but in fact, there is knowledge in this knife. It is necessary to be accurate and fast, and to complete the action without the pig reacting, and the strength must be grasped well. Otherwise, it will hurt other places except the artery, and learn to flow from the wound to the inner cavity, which will not only waste pig blood but also bring inconvenience to the next treatment; The small wound is not in place, the bleeding is not complete, the time spent is too long, and it is possible that the bleeding is not clean, the pig is not dead, and when it is put into hot water to remove the hair, it jumps out of the boiling water, and a group of people chase after it in the yard. Therefore, it seems to be a simple knife, but not everyone can get it.

Zhang Taiping covered the little girl's eyes, preventing her from seeing this bloody process, which would leave a shadow in the child's heart.

After the blood was completely emptied, the four strong laborers lifted it up and threw it into a large pot full of hot water, scalded it, and then shaved off the hair from its body with a blade. The village chief of this pig has been raised since the beginning of spring this year, and he has been fed with grain or grass, and the people in the village have no awareness of feeding any feed, so this pig is really a porcelain meat, and the whole body is white after shaving off the hair.

Rinse it with water twice more, and then lift it to the board, and Old Man Qian began to disembowel. First, the internal organs were taken out and placed in special basins, and then the knives flew up and down, and the bright and shining knives were so bright that people couldn't open their eyes to see them. The whole skin was neatly peeled off, revealing the red and white flesh inside. Thinking about the delicious pork that they could eat after going back, a group of half-sized children couldn't help but Ha Cizi and the like, and their eyes looked straight at the meat under Old Man Qian's knife.

The old man Qian gave four fingers to the village chief, and the village chief immediately couldn't stop laughing, the older generation has their own way of seeing the quality of pork, and this fingering method to measure the thickness of pig fat is the most commonly used method in rural cooperatives in the past. The five fingers are the best, but there are very few pork of this level, followed by four fingers, and now most of the pork fed with feed can reach two fingers.

The women who run the house take a basin one by one, and first go to Wang Gui to register a few catties, but do not give the money first, and then count the money after recording the account. In the village, it will be cheaper than selling it outside, but it is also more cost-effective than selling pigs to pig dealers.

Zhang Taiping's family asked for five catties of rump meat, which is the best meat on the pig. Old man Qian quickly waved the knife and divided the pork into the catties that the villagers wanted, and it was not much worse. Everyone, you two catties, I have three catties, and soon I will buy a pig, and there is only one hind leg and some miscellaneous pieces such as pig brains, and the village chief will keep this hind leg for his own family to eat. There are still many people who have not bought it, but they are not in a hurry, and it is estimated that someone will continue to slaughter pigs tomorrow. Some people have long wanted to slaughter, but the village chief's family has not been slaughtered, and other people's families can't be slaughtered, and things can't always be done across the stove on the kang, and now the village chief's family has been slaughtered, and other people can also be slaughtered.

Killing the New Year's pig is also a festive event, and the village chief's family must be inviting guests to dinner today. But you can't invite the whole village, because then a whole pig won't be enough to eat, just some people who are prestigious or close to each other. Zhang Taiping was left behind, Cai Yazhi was called to the kitchen by the old aunt to help, and the old village chief also left Fan Ming and Xingrushui behind, how to say that they were also guests in the village and were going to have a banquet. It's just that Fan Ming was terrified when she thought of sitting at a table with a group of big men and holding a big bowl of wine, so she quickly pulled Xing Rushui and followed Cai Yazhi to the kitchen to help.

The main dish of today's hospitality is some offal from the pig that I just killed.

Dry fried pig ears, fat intestines, steamed pig tails, eat fast one by one. After drinking the wine, the old man Qian ran back to bring a jar of wine that had been hidden for several years under the coaxing of the village chief and the old men, and the group let him go. Finally, another braised pork ribs came up, and everyone who ate it was full of praise, Zhang Taiping didn't have to think about it to know that this was like a water hand, and the people in the village asked her to make big meat stewed radish and cabbage stewed vermicelli, this is really not possible.

It wasn't until the afternoon that they left drunk one by one, and Zhang Taiping and his party of five people also went home. The savings on the road have melted away, and only the snow remains in the shade of the mountain and in places where the sun is barely visible for a day.

Fan Ming opened her arms and said: "The life here is so good, the mountains are good, and the people are good, I really want to live here forever." ”

Everyone else smiled and didn't say anything, and the little girl said, "Then you will live in our house forever." "Children are always so generous.

"Don't you annoy your aunt?" Fan Ming asked the little girl.

"No." The little girl waved her hand quite imposingly, learning the lyrics she recently learned on TV, and said, "The door of my house is always open, and you can live as long as you want." ”

Back at home, Cai Xiaomei has already made some food for herself, children in the countryside have had the experience of cooking, I dare not say how delicious it is, but living at home alone will never starve to death. Now she was chatting with her classmates on the penguin with Zhang Taiping's computer, and Zhang Taiping glanced at the content of the chat, and was actually introducing the beautiful scenery of the mountain village to her classmates. I heard that my family was going to open a farmhouse, so I started to attract popularity here.