CHAPTER XLII

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, Lao Xie's family killed pigs.

Gai Lao Liu came over early in the morning, followed by Xie Lao Si, Xie Lao Wu and the neighbors on both sides of Xie's house. Several people drove out the big fat pig in the pigsty together, tied all four hooves of the pig, and made a pig's trotter buckle, and the more the pig struggled, the tighter the button.

There is no need to say much between brothers, the more they talk and the more they explain, the more embarrassing it is.

Zhang Cuilian stood at the window of her room and looked out. The Xie family killed the pig in the backyard, not in the open space facing the street where the car was repaired in front.

At this time, Xie Jun was holding a large wooden basin, facing the pig's head and placing it under the table. Gai Lao Liu held a pig-killing knife and stabbed him from the neck to the tip of his heart, and the fatal pig immediately stopped howling.

This is called the white knife in, and the red knife out. Bright red, hot pig blood gurgled down the knife, emitting hot spurts and dripping into the basin on the ground. Through the window, Zhang Cuilian could see the heat floating upward.

The weather in the Northeast is so cold that a casual soak of urine spilled on the ground instantly turns into ice.

Even if it was hot pig blood, Xie Jun took a wooden stick and stirred it over and over again. To prevent pig blood from clotting, you can't do pig blood sausage.

At this time, Dong Lihua shouted in the yard: "The boiling water is boiled!" ”

That's right, everyone is busy in the courtyard. Zhang Cuilian was really scared and hid in the house. She hadn't even killed an old hen with her own hands, let alone killed pigs. The pig's heart-rending cry alone had already broken her.

I saw Gai Lao Liu use a knife to make a big long hole in the pig's trotters, and stabbed left and right inside with a long wooden stick, and reached the front leg in the blink of an eye. Then he drew his stick and blew at the bloody mouth.

Zhang Cuilian watched the pig continue to swell, and couldn't help but clap her hands and scream: "The lung capacity is really good!" ”

The crowd blew up the dead pig into a big ball and threw it into the hot iron pot. While scolding with a smile, "Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water", he quickly dehaired the pigs.

The white pig was lifted to the board, and the head, trotters and tail were unloaded first. Then from the neck to the tail of the pig, a knife is cut down.

After disemboweling, the entrails are taken out and placed in a prepared basin on the side. Dong Lihua quickly opened the back door and entered the kitchen.

At this time, everyone began to work one after another, and Xie Laosi took out the pig's large intestine. Dealing with the pig's large intestine in the house, Zhang Cuilian could smell the pig feces across the corridor.

Outside, the sixth man was familiar with the whole pig. Fat, ribs, loin, and back are all clean.

The big iron pot in the yard was not removed, and according to the rules, it was necessary to make a meal of killing pigs.

Zhang Cuilian really couldn't stand the smell of the pig's intestine, so she ran to the kitchen and cut meat with a machete with Dong Lihua.

Outside, Xie Lao Wu and Xie You were holding a blowtorch, burning the pig's head, pig's trotters, and pig's tail.

After working for almost two hours, Xie Laosi finally cleaned up the pig's large intestine. Dong Lihua took the cleaned pig intestine, took the fresh pig blood and began to fill the blood intestine.

Zhang Cuilian can only do some things she can, such as cooking. Stir-fried pork lungs with green peppers, boiled liver tips, spicy pork hearts, braised pork, hand-grilled pork. There is also a pork killer outside.

Ji Hong was embarrassed to come because of yesterday's incident, and Dong Lihua couldn't ride a bicycle over in person. But Ji Hong still couldn't come, Dong Lihua just brought the two children over.

Ji Hong's two sons, the eldest Xie Jihao has a personality like his father. is more introverted and calm, and the second Xie Jipeng has a personality that follows his mother. is more capable of making trouble, and loves to mess around. But as the old saying goes, a child who can cry has milk to drink. Although Xie Jipeng is a little willful, he is indeed quite loved by his parents.

Only one person from Xie Laosi's family came, and it is said that the daughter-in-law returned to her parents' house. Xie Jun didn't care, Xie Laosi spent the New Year at his father-in-law's house in previous years.

When it was time to eat at noon, the big iron pot in the courtyard wafted with the smell of incense.

Zhang Cuilian stood by the pot and saw that there were pig blood sausages, pork belly, pork liver, large slices of fat and thin meat and sauerkraut. That smell, not to mention how fragrant it is.

Later generations of Northeast people also loved to eat this bite, but there was no big iron pot. The taste is much worse, especially on a cold day like this.

Sitting on the hot kang, eating fragrant pig-killing dishes, drinking 60-degree soju. Not to mention more moisturizing, it's like a living immortal.

Several men on the kang sat there drinking wine and eating meat, playing fists and bragging. In the West House, Zhang Cuilian and Dong Lihua led Ji Hong's two sons to set up another table.

After eating, Dong Lihua asked the boss Xie Jihao to bring the dishes to his mother. And the second child who has not stopped talking here, eating non-stop and coveting Zhang Cuilian's snacks is motionless.

The child couldn't hide his words, and his brother was watching without his brother. It didn't take long for him to tell about the fight between his parents yesterday, and he covered his mouth and snickered as he spoke: "As soon as I got home yesterday, my dad beat my mother to the ground with the Nine Yin True Scripture!" ”

This kid has watched too many martial arts movies, and he thought his parents were practicing martial arts there!

"My mom got up and started scolding, and then used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. My dad used the eighteen palms of the dragon again, and clicked, and my mother cried! ”

Zhang Cuilian and Dong Lihua glanced at each other, and sure enough, Xie Jun was right. I was beaten up when I got home, so it's no wonder I didn't come today.

Dong Lihua sighed and said to Xie Jipeng: "Okay, don't talk about it." When you go home, your mother asks you, and you say that you learned from us about the two of them practicing martial arts. See if she doesn't cut you! ”

Xie Jipeng came to his senses, and continued to pose there: "It's okay, my mother will beat me again." I used toad gong to defeat her in one fell swoop! ”

The meal was eaten until three o'clock, and the men were a little drunk.

Dong Lihua distributed some of the internal organs to everyone, and gave Gai Lao Liu's salary. When I went back to my house, I didn't have to rest early.

Dong Lihua was sweeping the floor in the hall, and Zhang Cuilian was brushing the dishes in the kitchen. Xie Jun lay on the kang and slept, and the atmosphere was unusually warm when the three of them did not speak.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Dong Lihua didn't wait for the furious Ji Hong to come to the door. The two guessed that they either didn't know that Xie Jipeng had told her troubles. Either it was bought by the pork that Xie You brought home, so I'm embarrassed.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the mother and mother got up early in the morning. No way, I was so tired yesterday. No one had the strength to make a face, so they could only get up and work after a night's sleep.

Fortunately, the kang was hot enough, and Zhang Cuilian also added some baking soda. In two hours, a large pot of noodles was distributed.

This time, the mother didn't want to use others anymore, so Xie Jun simply closed the back door. He sat on the kang and read a book, and the two of them chatted at the dinner table while making steamed buns.

"Mom, let's make some more flower rolls and sugar triangles." Zhang Cuilian proposed, of course, this kind of trivial matter must be a hit and drop.

She went to the kitchen and got an oil bottle, chopped green onions, and salt.

Flower rolls are a little more cumbersome than steamed buns, and the rectangular dough sheet is sprinkled with some chopped green onions, salted salt, and a layer of oil. Roll them together and press them in the middle with chopsticks, and it's done.

The sugar triangle is even easier, roll out the dough and put the brown sugar in the middle. Hands together to form a triangle, much less trouble than Hanamaki.

The two of them talked and laughed at work, and the water here was boiled and steamed buns were steamed first. When the steamed buns are cooked, the flower rolls and sugar triangles are also wrapped.

With hot water, Zhang Cuilian made a pot of soup with soaked vermicelli. Thin potato strips, and meatballs made of radish and meat. Sprinkle with chili noodles, not to mention how delicious it is.

Xie Jun ate five big steamed buns in one go, and Dong Lihua also ate three flower rolls. Zhang Cuilian ate two sugar triangles and drank two bowls of soup before she stopped.

After working for several days without resting, Zhang Cuilian asked Dong Lihua to take a nap. She herself operated the knife to separate the fat and lean flesh from the back of the sheath.

Dong Lihua was woken up by the fragrance, and she felt that something was hooking her in her sleep.

woke up and smelled the smell, smiled and shouted to the back: "Cuilian, are you making oil shuttles?" ”

Zhang Cuilian smiled and said, "Well, yes." It's all done! ”

Dong Lihua sat on the kang and smiled at Xie Jun, who was watching TV: "This relationship is good, I don't have to work!" ”

Xie Jun didn't answer what he asked: "Steamed steamed buns in the morning, why didn't you think about a piece of steamed buns!" ”

At this time, Zhang Cuilian entered the house with a plate of oil shuttles. Dong Lihua seized the opportunity to laugh at Xie Jun: "Your father is greedy, why didn't he have a bun stuffed with oil shuttle today!" ”

Zhang Cuilian was stunned for a moment, and said seriously: "Tomorrow, today's kang is too hot!" ”

Tomorrow it's twenty-nine, although there's nothing going on at home. But he was not so idle that he deliberately made steamed buns, Xie Jun sneered: "In two days, don't get hurt!" ”

In the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhang Cuilian stuffed two kinds of stuffing alive in the afternoon. The same is leek eggs, the same is sauerkraut oil shuttle. Dong Lihua looked at the two small pots of dumpling filling, and joked Xie Jun: "It's still your daughter facing you, and the dumplings will make two kinds for you!" ”

Three o'clock in the afternoon for the New Year's dinner is very important, and Zhang Cuilian made eight dishes. Braised pork, stewed pork ribs with dried beans, pot-wrapped pork, stir-fried leeks, boiled bean sprouts, stewed fish, chicken stewed with mushrooms, and cumin beef.

While I was eating, there was a knock on the door. The Xie family was stunned, and Dong Lihua took the lead in dropping the chopsticks: "It's not that Ji Hong is here, isn't it a little too shameless!" ”

Xie Jun frowned and went to open the door behind him, while Zhang Cuilian comforted his mother: "It's okay, it's just a pair of chopsticks." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he only heard a shock of laughter from behind. Dong Lihua was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "It's not your aunt, they should be guests!" ”

Guests on the 30th day of the Chinese New Year's Eve? Sick!

Zhang Cuilian pursed her lips, but still stood up with Dong Lihua. At this time, Xie Jun led the people into the house with a smile, and said excitedly to Dong Lihua: "Look who is coming!" ”

When Dong Lihua saw someone coming, she couldn't help but exclaim. Happy from the heart: "Oops, Zhiguo is here." Come in, come in. ”

Zhang Cuilian looked at it, and there was a middle-aged man standing at the door. And behind him stood an equally tall young man, dressed in a military uniform.

"Jianjun, come in!" The middle-aged man turned around and said to the young man with a smile. Xie Jun patted the young man's shoulder even more happily: "Come in, come in, quick!" ”

Zhang Cuilian went out to get dishes and chopsticks neatly, and when she came back. The two guests had already taken their seats, and Xie Jun began to gossip with an excited face.