After lunch, Zhao Yuan asked Meng Ying to take Luoluo to roast at home, go out to find Zhao Meng by himself, and make an appointment to kill the New Year pig. The snowflakes were still falling, and the trees above were beginning to be covered with a faint white coat.

Walked through the village to Zhao Meng's house, and didn't meet anyone in the village along the way, all of them were at home.

"The atom is coming, are you going to kill the New Year pig?" Walking into Zhao Meng's house, Zhao Meng was not at home, Zhao Meng's daughter-in-law was roasting in front of the fire pit with her son Zhao Qingyuan.

"Yes, Aunt Meng, Uncle Meng killed the pig, right?" Zhao Yuan nodded and said.

"Yes, this is the busiest time for him, and he won't come back until it's almost dark." Aunt Meng said with a smile.

"At the end of the year, you have to kill the New Year's pig, Yuan Yuan, why didn't you go with your father to see the pig killed?" Zhao Yuan nodded, sat down next to Zhao Qingyuan and said.

"Daddy won't let me go, saying that I'm a scholar now, and I can't watch the scene of killing pigs." Zhao Qingyuan pouted.

Generally, when the butcher kills the pig, he can not only charge a slaughtering fee, but also eat a pig-killing dish at the master's house, Zhao Meng used to take his son to eat some meat, but this year he earned a sum of money from Zhao Yuan, and after letting his son go to school, he didn't let Zhao Qingyuan follow. Now the family has a little money, and it is no longer the same as in previous years.

"This is reviewing your homework, Yuan Yuan is good, what have you learned?" Zhao Yuan looked at the fat Zhao Qingyuan and said.

"What about these Analects, but I can't remember them, second brother, how can there be so many Luoluo in your family, she knows all this Analects." Zhao Qingyuan closed the book, pointed to the book and asked.

"Luoluo, she is diligent, she has to read every day." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, looking at Zhao Qingyuan's little fat man, he looked like he didn't like to read.

"That's it, Yuan Yuan, you are not as good as Luoluo, who is so much younger than you, and you don't know how to work hard, so if you can't, ask Luoluo, really." Aunt Meng also taught on the side.

"Yuan Yuan will come to my house to play when he is free, Aunt Meng, when is Uncle Meng free these days, invite him to help my family kill the New Year's pig." Zhao Yuan asked.

"Your family wants to kill the New Year's pig, tomorrow your uncle Meng can do it, a little earlier, just squeeze the time, there are still a few families in the village that have not been killed." Aunt Meng said with a smile.

"That's okay, I'll boil the water early tomorrow morning, and then Aunt Meng, you and Yuan Yuan will also go to my house and have a stupid pig meal." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Then how can we do it, we can do it at home, the New Year pig is killed, and the meat should be left for later." Aunt Meng refused.

"It's okay, this year, my two pigs are kept, and I am going to call all the elders in the village to my house for dinner, Aunt Meng, you can help my Xiaoying cook a meal." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Mother......" Zhao Qingyuan pulled Aunt Meng's sleeve, obviously wanting to go to Zhao Yuan's house.

"Okay, I'll be here early tomorrow morning." Seeing this, Aunt Meng agreed.

"I'll go first, and I'll go to the village to call the elders, Aunt Meng, Yuan Yuan, come over early tomorrow." After Zhao Yuan finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of Zhao Meng's house towards the village.

Notified a circle of families in the village, found a few people to help kill the New Year pig early tomorrow morning, and by the way, asked everyone to bring an extra bench table tomorrow, and Zhao Yuan went home.

"Brother Yuan is back, how is it, when will our family kill the New Year pig?" When she got home, Meng Ying was still doing needlework, and when she saw Zhao Yuan coming back, she asked.

"Yes, uncle, when will my family kill the New Year pig?" Luoluo also put down her pen and asked.

"Just tomorrow, I also invited the elders of the village to come to my house tomorrow to eat shaved soup." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"This is how it should be, some time ago I relied on the help of everyone in the village, and it was good to invite everyone to have a meal after killing the New Year pig." Meng Ying said approvingly.

"It's still early, I'll go to my father-in-law's house and invite them to come to my house for dinner tomorrow, Xiaoying, you and Luoluo are at home." Zhao Yuan nodded, thought about it and said.

"It's too far, isn't it, and it's still snowing outside?" Meng Ying said hesitantly.

Although I also wanted to invite my mother's family to come, the time was too rushed, and Zhao Yuan was quite tired from a trip.

"It's okay, it's just past noon now, and it won't take much time to go to my father-in-law's house. Zhao Yuan waved his hand, stood up and prepared to go out.

"Wait, Brother Yuan, you wear more clothes, it's going to be too cold outside." Meng Ying called out to Zhao Yuan and said.

"Uncle, can I go with you?"

"No, it's too cold, Luoluo, you can bake the fire at home." Zhao Yuan took the clothes handed over by Meng Ying, put them on outside and went out.

Walking quickly to Songjiazhuang in the wind and snow, after informing his father-in-law's family, he had dinner at his father-in-law's house, and refused to be retained by his father-in-law's family, and Zhao Yuan hurried home again.

The next day, before dawn, Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying got up. Today, we are going to kill the New Year's pig, and we need to boil the boiling water for dehairing in advance, and prepare some utensils for receiving pig blood and marinating pork.

As soon as the water boiled, Zhao Meng's family and the second and third uncles from the village who came to Zhao Yuan's house to help kill the pigs, as well as the two sons of the eldest uncle, as well as a few other people, came to Zhao Yuan's house, and after saying hello, they were ready to kill the New Year pigs.

Worship God first, after worshipping God, a few people drove a pig out of the pigsty, Zhao Meng's craftsmanship is very familiar, and soon the two pigs were killed and put in the trough basin, and then several people carried a bucket to pour boiling boiling water in the pot on the pig, and kept rolling the two pigs with the brown rope placed in the trough basin in advance, so that the pig's whole body can be burned.

Then Zhao Meng made a cut on the hind leg of a pig, and poked it from the mouth with a smooth iron rod, so that people blew inside, so that the whole pig puffed up, tied the mouth tightly, and removed the hair, and soon the two black pigs were cleaned of the pig hair.

Inevitably scared the little girl when he killed the pig, Zhao Yuan let Luoluo and a few children in the village play in the house.

After cleaning the pig hair with the planer brought by Zhao Meng, everyone helped to decompose the pig, among which Zhao Gongzi helped to roughly clean up the pig's intestines, and Meng Ying brought the pig blood mixed evenly with the seasoning back to the kitchen, and cooked with a few aunts.

There is not much attention to the pig killing dish, that is, the meat should be let go and eaten, a large pot of rice, a large pot of meat slices cooked with sauerkraut on each table, plus some cold dishes, and a soup pot will do.

The meal was quickly prepared, and the pork outside the house was broken down and placed in a large basin prepared in advance, waiting for the meal to be slowly marinated after eating.

Zhao Yuan took out the rice wine, and everyone began to eat, chatting with the parents while eating, the children were very happy, just like the New Year, the pork was let go of eating.

The meat fried with sauerkraut is not fatty at all, eating a strong aroma of pork, coupled with the atmosphere of a large circle of people eating, in this era, Zhao Yuan is becoming more and more integrated.