Seeing that Song Xiaosi was happy, Jiang Xiaochi divided the pig's tail into four parts, and gave the fattest and largest part to Song Xiaosi. Song Xiaosi was about to jump up excitedly holding the pig's tail, grinning and chewing slowly.

Mrs. Zhang got her share, and after taking a small bite, she said that she would not stop eating it, saying that she was old and had not seen meat all year round, and said that she was worried about her stomach, and she wanted Song Lao Er to supervise everything she said, so that Jiang Xiaochi could eat it all.

Thinking that there would be more delicious pork leg meat for a while, Jiang Xiaochi was also very polite, and ate the pig's tail that was put to his mouth in a few bites.

Song Lao Er took a few sips to taste it, and stuffed the rest into Song Xiaosi's hand. Watching my sister eat it was even happier than eating it myself.

Mrs. Zhang was old, tired and tired for a day, so she went back to the house to sleep after a round of advice, and was tossed by a few children.

When Song Xiaosi finished eating the pig's tail slowly, the pork leg in the pot was not good. Jiang Xiaochi and Song Lao Er have no experience in making pork legs, looking at this night, it is estimated that they will have to wait until dawn to eat pork leg meat.

Song Lao Er scratched his head for a while, how could he unload a pork leg in a daze, if he just cut a piece of pork belly, would this meat have already entered his mouth.

Jiang Xiaochi patted his thigh for a while, it seems that he still has little experience in eating meat, so he has to go to the mountains to catch a wild boar and come back, put it in the space and raise it first, and eat whatever he wants in the future, and it is not a grievance to be reborn as a person.

Song Xiaosi's expression was not bad, most of a pig's tail went into his belly, and the half-sized villain's shriveled stomach was a little rounded. Out of place, Song Xiaosi actually hiccuped.

Jiang Xiaochi laughed for a while: What kind of stomach, half a pig's tail can be full.

There was movement in the courtyard next door, Jiang Xiaochi listened with his ears pricked up, and eighty percent of the villagers who went to the brigade to study went to their respective homes.

The weather in May is not yet the time to open the doors and windows. As soon as Aunt Zhu entered the courtyard gate, her nose was itchy: "Old man, what do you smell like?" Why does it smell like pig hair? ”

Uncle Zhu is a perennial dry smoker, to be honest, this nose is not very good, he looked at the greedy daughter-in-law, and scolded: "In the middle of the night, don't be blind in the courtyard." Catch Ming'er old boy back and go to the commune to roll two catties of pork for you, don't stand in the yard and embarrass me! ”

Aunt Zhu's nose was aggrieved, obviously there was a smell of burnt pig hair, but when she heard that her son was coming back, the old man still had to roll two catties of pork, so the attention was not all focused on the nose.

At this moment, the second son of Song stood in the courtyard and yelled: "The two deflated calves are still playing, and they don't know where they are going to die in the middle of the night?" ”

The meat hasn't eaten yet, how can Song Lao Er be in the mood to go back and receive the scolding.

Song Lao Er is capable, and when the pig's leg is good, he will clean the hair on the wild boar by himself, and Jiang Xiaochi is idle on the side.

Only opened the pot to see the heat of the pork leg, Song Lao Er said in his heart that it was not good, and Chong Jiang Xiaochi said: "Gotcha!" I'm afraid this tooth sacrifice won't be able to hit today, and it is estimated that this pork leg will not be able to rot for a while. Okay, you eat by yourself first, and I'll come over with Xiaosi when you're free. Song Laoer's expression was extremely disappointed.

Jiang Xiaochi glanced at the little wild boar lying in the wooden basin, and really didn't know what to do with it: "You just left, aren't you afraid that I can't help it for a while and eat it secretly?" ”

Song Lao Er pouted: "Anyway, you are your credit for catching the pig, I am a firewood bearer, and I can give Xiao Si a mixed pig's tail has already burned high incense." ”

Jiang Xiaochi was quite proud when he thought about his divine power, and he was afraid that Song Lao Er would hurt his self-esteem, so he hurriedly comforted: "That's our two ideas, and we have a lot of money." I've been wandering around the ground for days, not to mention a wild boar, not even a mouse. This pig should be half of us. ”

Song Lao Er nodded: "Just divide my points casually, and leave some meat for Xiao Si to satisfy his hunger." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Ming'er, I'll dig more wild vegetables and mix pork stuffing to make some meatballs." ”

Song Lao Er thought about Tian Hua's honor during the day, and hurriedly reminded: "Don't dig the amaranth, it's scary to watch." ”

Jiang Xiaochi thought about Tian Hua's black face, and laughed out loud.

Later, Aunt Song still stood in the courtyard and scolded her neck, causing the chickens and dogs in the village to bark for a while.

Song Lao Er was about to go out with Song Xiaosi, Jiang Xiaochi remembered something, and kindly reminded: "How do you explain the smell of pig hair on your body when you go home?" ”

Song Lao Er raised his arm and sniffed: "It's okay!" When I went back, I told my mom that I had caught a rat and let us both bake it. ”

Rat? Lao Hu's favorite, Jiang Xiaochi just thought about it, and he had goosebumps on his body. "Huh! It's a good reason, all the four evils should be eliminated, and I have to thank you for letting the people in the village know. ”

Aunt Song scolded tightly, and Song Lao Er had the heart to slander Jiang Xiaochi a few more words, but she was not in the mood to be disturbed by Aunt Song. Afraid that people would see it, Song Lao Er led Song Xiaosi and didn't dare to go to the main gate, and the little fat pig in the basin flipped out of the backyard fence.

After Song Lao Er left, Jiang Xiaochi didn't have the heart to look at the pot, and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement.

Aunt Song didn't know where she got that strength, so she chased Song Lao Er and fought a few laps in the courtyard, and then scolded for a long time before she would give up.

The people in the countryside went to bed early, and then there was no movement, and the whole village also quieted down.

Mrs. Zhang had fallen asleep in the back room, and the pork leg in the pot was full of water, and the firewood in the stove pit was enough. All Jiang Xiaochi's interest was focused on the wild boar in the wooden basin.

Although the pig is small, it is a bit difficult! There is no refrigerator, and there is not much salt at home, so the problem of freshness is a big problem.

If this little pig is his own, it is not difficult for Jiang Xiaochi to do it, throw it into the natural refrigerator in the space, and eat it whenever he wants.

But now that there is an extra Song Er, it is really not to be included in the space, and it is not to be accepted if it is not accepted.

Thinking about it hurts, Jiang Xiaochi doesn't want to think about it anymore. I have to go to work tomorrow, and the pig has to be cleaned up tonight, thinking of this Jiang Xiaochi, he has no intention of sleeping, so he rolls his arms and sleeves, and divides the pig by two.

Pick up the piglets, the pork legs in the pot are also cooked, and the aroma snorts out. Fortunately, now in the middle of the night, as long as Aunt Zhu next door doesn't stay up at night, she can't reveal the stuffing by herself.

The original owner didn't have anything in his stomach, and he had eaten either wild vegetables or liquid food in the past two days, looking at the boiled pork leg meat, Jiang Xiaochi's eyes were straight. I didn't care about the heat, so I went directly to the pot and fished out a chopstick, and ate it with salt.

If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Zhang hadn't eaten in the house yet, the second brother and sister of Song would still score half of it, and now Jiang Xiaochi's meal is not enough for one pork leg to stuff his teeth alone.

Jiang Xiaochi was also hungry, looking at the broth in the pot and still having oil and water, he fished out a bowl of salt and gurgled his stomach. After drinking a bowl, I felt that it was still a little unpalatable, so I drank two more bowls before I would stop, and I just hated that I couldn't make up for all the nutrients in this body.