A large group of people had eaten pig-killing dishes, the women helped Meng Ying clean up the table and kitchen, and the men continued to roast in front of the fire and chat.

"Atom, have you kept these two pigs in your family this year?" Zhao Gongzi took a sip of rice wine and asked.

"Yes, Uncle Pole, I'm going to make it into cured meat, and now the family is not short of the money from selling pigs." Zhao Yuan drank a few glasses of rice wine and said a little dizzy.

"It's a good year, every family is doing well, it's the epidemic, alas, it's a pity." Uncle Zhao shook his head and said.

"Big brother, why are you talking about this now, this year, where don't a few people die, our village is better now, let's put down those unhappy things for the time being." Lang Zhong Zhao Si ate a few salt beans and said.

"Come, elders, this year my family depends on you, here I salute all the elders." Zhao Yuan picked up the wine bowl with some staggering, stood up and said.

"Drink and drink, thank God, thank you atom, everyone understands in their hearts, what do we rely on to have our current life." Zhao Yuancheng also got up and picked up the wine bowl and said.

"Yes, atom, my Xiaoying will be handed over to you, we can rest assured, you must be harmonious and beautiful." Father Meng also said with a smile.

A meal of killing pigs has brought the relationship with the elders in the village closer, and it is about to be the New Year, and the New Year is 959 years in the park, and I don't know how long such a peaceful day can last.

After chatting for a while, everyone moved the table and bench and went home, leaving the father-in-law's family.

"Atom, the day after tomorrow, my family will kill the New Year's pig, and you will also come to eat shaved soup." Father Meng said.

"Okay, the day after tomorrow is the New Year's fair, and we are just going to the market." Zhao Yuan nodded and said, he was dizzy from drinking, but he got up to send the uncles in the village out, and when the cold wind blew outside the house, Zhao Yuan woke up again.

"My family kills pigs in the morning the day after tomorrow, and we will go to the market after breakfast at my house, and we will go there when the time comes." Father Meng said.

"Okay, we'll come over early the day after tomorrow, big brother, the baby hasn't been crying lately, has he?"

"I didn't cry anymore, and now I can barely stand up and walk two steps." Meng Xun said with a smile.

"Children grow up quickly, atom, you and Xiaoying?" Father Meng took over and said.

"Father-in-law, Xiaoying and I still want to wait two years before having a child." Zhao Yuan waved his hand and said.

"You have your own ideas, we don't have to say anything, what do you want to help, both porks have to be pickled." Father Meng and Meng Xun glanced at each other.

"Okay, father-in-law, you can help us rub some rope with palm leaves and use it to hang meat." Zhao Yuan got up and said.

"Okay, do you have a palm leaf?"

"Yes, it's all in the kitchen."

"Okay, we'll go back after we've hung up the meat for you."

When I came to the kitchen, Meng Ying, Meng's mother and sister-in-law were sitting in front of the fire pit and roasting the fire, and Luoluo and Meng Xiaobao were playing on the side.

"Xiaoying, let's start marinating the meat and take out the prepared salt and seasoning." Zhao Yuan went to the kitchen and said.

"Okay."

"Baby, call uncle." Zhao Yuan walked up to his sister-in-law Wei Qiumei and teased the baby in his arms.

"The baby is a little scared, I want to cry when I hug it, uncle, was I like this when I was a child?" Luoluo said on the side.

"You, when don't you cry, whoever hugs you is stupid." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, I brought the salt and spices, how do you get it?" Meng Ying took out a large package of spices such as salt and five-spice powder from the cabinet dedicated to spices in the kitchen and asked.

"Stir-fry the salt first, then mix it with the seasoning powder, and then marinate the meat." Zhao Yuan said.

"Are these the palm leaves used to hang meat, we rubbed them." The eldest brother pointed to the palm leaves in the corner of the kitchen and said.

"Yes, that's it, we'll marinate the meat in a while, and hang it on the rack outside the house ready for the smoke, and I'll cut down a few sleepy fragrant leaves for the smoke." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

After stir-frying the salt, mixing with the seasoning powder, and putting it in a large basin, Zhao Yuan took a jar of soy sauce and poured it into the seasoning, then picked up a piece of divided meat, put it in a large basin and spread the seasoning evenly, and put it aside to marinate.

Meng Ying and Meng Mu cleaned the pig's small intestine on the side, using the method Zhao Yuan said, put salt and flour and knead it vigorously, clean the two cages of small intestines, and use them to fill sausages for a while.

After smearing all the meat with seasoning, Zhao Yuan and his eldest brother Meng Xun put the meat in a large basin and continued to marinate, preparing to fill the sausages first.

"Is this really possible?" Meng Mu heard Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying say that they wanted to pour meat into the pig's small intestine and asked.

"Of course, mother-in-law, we are going to make two flavors of sausages, one sweet and one five-spiced." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, how to do it?" Meng Ying asked after cleaning the pig's small intestine.

"It's very simple, cut the pork we prepared into small pieces, then mix with condiments, and pour it into the pig's small intestine, and then tie it tightly with hemp rope and continue to pour it." Zhao Yuan prompted.

"Okay, I'll cut the meat, Brother Yuan, you can pour it."

"I also learn, and when the pig is killed the day after tomorrow, my family will do the same." Wei Qiumei on the side said with interest.

"Okay."

In previous years, this may not be done, and the meat of the New Year's pigs is eaten tightly, and most of them have to be sold for money, but this year is different, and the family is not short of such a little meat.

The small intestines of the two cages of pigs are all filled into sausages, one cage of Cantonese flavor, one cage of five flavors, and the filled sausages are hung on the bamboo poles, which is still very spectacular. After filling the sausages and waiting for almost an hour, the meat was almost marinated.

"The meat is almost marinated and ready to be hung up." Zhao Yuan patted the spices on his hands, stood up and said.

The smoking rack is set up in the shed where the mushrooms were originally processed, fixed to the ground with several wooden stakes, and several rows of bamboo poles are arranged horizontally, and after the meat is threaded with palm leaf rope, it is hung on the bamboo poles, and then placed on the smoking rack to start smoking.

"Atom, your method of smoking and roasting is good, our family uses the meat to be smeared with salt and put it on the stove door, and when the fire is boiling, it is naturally smoked, and it is always dripping with salt water." Father Meng said in admiration.

"All smoked with fragrant branches and leaves, the smoked bacon is more fragrant, and when it is smoked a little dry, it will also be hung on the stove." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

The method of smoking bacon is also what Zhao Yuan saw from the Internet in later generations, the sauce aroma and color of soy sauce can make the smoked bacon golden in color, and with other seasonings, the taste will be better.

"It's just that you have this leisure to ponder, so much meat at home, you still have to be careful." Father Meng reminded.

"Don't worry, father-in-law, our Zhaojiazhuang pays attention to the anti-theft part, and someone has to check it at night, it's okay." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

In previous years, there was a theft of bacon, and several families had just finished killing the New Year's pig, the meat was hung on the kang, and all the meat was stolen in the morning, so during this time, everyone had just finished killing the New Year's pig, and the people in the village paid attention to this aspect of protection, and Uncle Zhao specially arranged a few people to patrol at night.

"Atom, Xiaoying, you guys got it here, and we'll go back." Hang all the meat and sausages on the grill, Father Meng said.

"Let's leave after lunch, it's almost noon." Zhao Yuan stayed.

"When I go back to eat, I still have a few pigs to feed at home." Meng Mu interjected.

"Xiaoying, you heat up the meal, father-in-law, mother-in-law, eldest brother, sister-in-law, eat and then leave, heat up the meal quickly." Zhao Yuan said to this Meng Ying.

"Okay, father, mother, eldest brother and sister-in-law, you can eat before leaving, the meals are ready-made, just heat it up." Meng Ying said.

"Okay, then eat and leave, Qiumei, I'll hold the baby, and you can also help." Meng Xun picked up Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying and kept them repeatedly, and interjected.

"You kid, okay, then we'll have lunch before we go." Father Meng shook his head and said.

After lunch, Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying asked Meng's father to wait a while, and returned to the room to pick two pieces of cloth brought by Wan Yunjun, as well as some soap and soap, and asked Meng's father and them to take them back to use.

Meng Xiaobao was left behind by Zhao Yuan, saying that he was going to take the school to test how he was studying, and Meng's father and his family went home.