Lin Dong's family lives in the east of the village, he walked to the door with a flashlight in his hand, and the screams of pigs came from the wind. At this moment, it was already dark, except for some light in the houses, and the dirt road in front of the courtyard gate was pitch black.

The mud on the ground was frozen, and it was hard to step on it. Although I didn't come back for a year, nothing has changed in the village, and the road in front of the gate is still the same as before, in winter, when the sun comes out, it is muddy and difficult to walk, but at night, it is as hard as a stone. Walking on this familiar dirt road, he didn't need to use the light of the flashlight at all, so the flashlight that Lin Mu gave him kept in his hand and didn't turn it on, so he walked forward in the dark.

Walking to the middle of the village, I saw a figure in front of me, and a little fire.

Lin Dong took a closer look, and it turned out to be in front of Liu Dahai's house, and the black shadow was Liu Dahai, the village party secretary he once hated so much. Liu Dahai had a cigarette in his mouth and saw him too.

Lin Dong stepped forward and opened his mouth first: "Uncle Dahai, have you eaten it?" ”

"Eat." Liu Dahai responded without being salty.

Lin Dong took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed him one, Liu Dahai was stunned for a moment, and reached out to take it.

"When did you come back?" Liu Dahai asked, still in a cold tone.

Lin Dong said: "I just got home this afternoon. ”

"Dongzi, you've made a fortune, but don't forget that your roots are here. I won't say much about it. If you have something to do, go ahead. Liu Dahai looked like a teaching director. He said these words to everyone in the village who had made a name for himself outside.

Lin Dong nodded and continued to walk forward. An unexpected encounter with Liu Dahai, he found that the strongman in Liulinzhuang was old, he hadn't seen him for a year, and he seemed to have shortened his head by a few centimeters, and what he didn't expect was that he couldn't raise a trace of hatred for him.

Walking to the door of Lin Xiang's house at the entrance of the village, the family had already tied the door, the aroma of wine wafted out of the house, and the laughter and laughter of the family came out from the brightly lit house from time to time. Winters in my hometown are much colder than in Sioux City. Lin Dong erected the collar of his windbreaker, put his hands in his pockets, turned into the path next to the village entrance, and walked towards the row of villages behind.

There are more than 300 households in Liulinzhuang. There are three rows of villages, and the middle row of villages has the largest number of households, with about 130 households. (Baidu search for the title of this book + mirror lake to see the fastest update)

Before I reached the village in the middle row, I heard the sound of killing pigs again. Lin Dong stood in front of the village and forgot to forget, and saw that the lights of a house were the brightest, and the noisy sound of killing pigs also came from there, and he remembered that it was Liu Dashui's house. Liu Dashui and Liu Dahai are the same generation and are cousins in the clan, but the relationship is relatively estranged.

After a short time, he arrived at the door of Liu Dashui's house. The door of Liu Dashui's house was open. Several high-power incandescent lamps were hung in the yard, illuminating the yard as bright as day. There was a circle of people in the courtyard of his house, some of them came to help, and some of them were watching the trouble.

At this moment, with the help of Liu Dahai's brothers, Father Lin had already tied the four hooves of the nearly two hundred catties of fat pigs to a strong knot, and the most exciting moment was coming, everyone looked at the fat pig tied up by the flowers intently, but no one noticed that Lin Dong walked into the yard.

"Da Shui's family, has the boiling water been boiled?"

Lin Dong has not yet arrived. I heard my father's angry voice from the crowd. Killing pigs is Lin's father's forte, every New Year's Day, the pig killers in Liulinzhuang will always come to the door in advance to salute Lin's father a few cigarettes, and ask him to help them kill pigs.

Boss Lin has been a farmer all his life, and there are two things that he is most proud of. The first is to train the first college student in the village. The second thing is the ability to kill pigs. When killing pigs, Boss Lin is like a general who commands Ruoding on the battlefield. Everyone listened to him, and he was very stylish. …,

"Da Shui, is the basin ready? Get ready to receive pig blood! ”

Lin Boss pulled out to kill the pig, the rag wiped the blade, pressed the fat pig's son, looked at the fat pig's artery, stabbed the pig in the neck, a knife to the end, the white knife went in and the red knife came out, only to hear the fat pig let out a series of earth-shattering screams, pig blood gushed out from the neck, and picked up more than half a meter high.

Everyone was afraid of being splashed with pig blood on their clothes, so they hurriedly expanded the circle outward. The fat pig struggled on the ground, throwing the pig's blood off the ground. The screams in his mouth became weaker and weaker, and the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and after almost a cigarette, he finally stopped moving.

"Big water, take the basin, catch the pig's blood!"

"Okay!"

Liu Dashui answered, picked up the basin and ran to the dead pig that had lost his breath, and began to pick up the pig's blood. Liu Dashui's daughter-in-law and two concubines began to scoop the boiling water from the iron pot into the bucket, ready to keep it for the assembly to be scalded and skinned.

Liu Dashui's son named "Winter Melon" stepped on Lin Dong's leather shoes in a panic, raised his head to look, and was stunned for a moment before he recognized the well-dressed man in front of him, and shouted at the crowd: "Uncle Lin, Brother Dongzi is here to find you." ”

The villagers who watched the pig killing found that Lin Dong, who had been standing on the periphery of the crowd for a long time, made way for Lin Dong to walk in. Lin Dong took out a cigarette and gave it to the men present, and only finally walked in front of his father, saw that there were more gray hairs on his father's head, and said astringently: "Dad, smoke." ”

Boss Lin glanced at his son, still the same watch that never changed and could not see the joy and sorrow, spread out his hands, his hands were full of pig blood, and said, "I'm busy, I'll smoke it when I'm done." ”

Liu Dashui took a large pot full of pig's blood, and entered the kitchen with a smile. After making pig blood, it is grilled with tofu and pickled cabbage, which is a beautiful dish.

The next thing is to scald the skin and shave the pig, Boss Lin waved his hand at Lin Dong, "Dongzi, stand far away, don't let the dirt splash on your clothes." "From childhood to adulthood, Boss Lin always didn't let his son get too close. Lin Dong also asked his father who he learned the craft of killing pigs, but his father didn't say it every time, and he still hasn't solved this mystery.

Lin Dong took a few steps back and stood in the crowd, no different from many villagers, all of them without blinking for fear of missing every detail. If you want to say that this pig is killed, since Lin Dong remembers, Liulinzhuang is killing pigs every year, and the big guys see it every year, and if you ask a half-old child in the village, you can tell the steps of killing pigs clearly, but for some reason, every time you kill pigs during the New Year, the villagers are still so high, all the way, after watching this and that, there is no time to get tired.

"The fat pig of the Da Shui family is really big enough, and it is estimated that I won't be able to eat it all in this New Year."

"Then you must not be able to eat it all, marinate it into salt, hang it up, and you are not afraid of spoiling, you can't finish it in the first month, and you are afraid that you won't be able to eat it all in a year?"

The villagers looked at the fat pig in the barrel and talked about it.

Boss Lin poured boiling water back and forth on the pig several times and began to shave the pig. This place in Liulinzhuang likes to eat pigs with skins, so every family does not peel the skins of the pigs, but only shaves the pig hair. Boss Lin picked up the shaving knife, and the knife flew like a fly, and with the swing of the blade back and forth, the hair on the fat pig was quickly shaved clean.

After hanging the pig's hair, the fat pig was scooped up from the barrel, placed on a large wooden case, and began to disembowel, and the internal organs were removed. The pigs are all treasures, just say that the pig hair that was scraped off just now, Liu Dashui also carefully put it away, and after the New Year, there will be a hawker to collect the pig hair, those pig hair, can also be exchanged for some money to spend.

Lin Lao Da took out all the internal organs of the pig, Liu Dahe helped beside him, and the pig liver, pig heart, and pig lungs were immediately hung up through ropes, as for the pig's intestines, they were placed on the case next to them, and that thing had to be taken care of, otherwise it couldn't be eaten. …,

Such a big pig must be separated, otherwise it will be inconvenient to cut it in the future.

Boss Lin took out a sharp knife from the toolkit, and with great strength in his hand, he quickly divided the whole pig into several large pieces. He first removed the ribs, then chopped off the four trotters, then removed the hooves from the pig, and finally cut off the pig's head.

The whole process of killing the pig took about an hour and a half, and after it was over, Liu Dashui's daughter-in-law Zhang Yuying brought a basin of water and soap and asked Lin to wash his hands. Boss Lin put all kinds of guys into the kit, and then went to wash his hands.

Liu Dashui, who was the main family, hurriedly came over to salute his cigarette and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, thank you for your hard work." ”

Boss Lin took the cigarette, Liu Dashui hurriedly helped him light it, took a puff, and said with a smile: "Da Shui, your family's business is over, I'll leave." ”

Liu Dashui grabbed Boss Lin and said, "Brother Lin, wait." After speaking, he ran over and put the pig's head weighing about twenty catties and a hanging large intestine into a bag, and carried it to Boss Lin, "Brother Lin, you have worked hard, you can bring these back." ”

Lin Boss kills pigs for people, and the main family should give something, and ordinary people give a few catties of pigs or pig hearts and lungs or something, and it is rare to give a big pig's head and a large intestine like Liu Dashui, these two things are not cheap, and ordinary people are reluctant to give them.

"Da Shui, that's too much." Boss Lin said bluntly.

Liu Dashui has his own ideas, Lin Dong, the son of Lin Boss, is now having a big future, it is said that the second son of Lin Guang's family in the former village followed Lin Dong, and now he can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month, he thought to himself that his son winter melon is about to graduate from junior high school, and he can't read well, take advantage of the good relationship with the Lin family now, and ask Lin Boss to help him in the future, let Lin Dong take the winter melon, then he will not worry.

"Brother Lin, you are the last to come to my house tonight, according to the rules, our family should give more." Liu Dashui said with a smile.

Lin Dong also walked over and glanced at his father's toolbox, there were more than a dozen large and small bags, which contained pigs, pig livers and other things, all of which were given by the people who asked him to kill pigs. (To be continued)