On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the pig was killed and the meat was cut.

This is a common saying among the citizens of Lianhai, also called "cutting the meat of the New Year".

In the early days, in some places, the agricultural social economy was not developed, and people often could only eat meat during the New Year, so it was called New Year's meat.

To this day, the custom of "cutting New Year's meat" is still popular in some rural areas on the outskirts of Lianhai City.

Moreover, the custom of cutting New Year's meat is not limited to the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, often as soon as it enters the lunar month, it begins to prepare to kill pigs, cut the meat to make various meat New Year's goods, dry bacon, and fill sausages......

Zhaojia Village at the foot of Yuntai Mountain.

There are more than 100 households in the village, and the villagers make a living by growing rice and other crops.

In addition to farming, there are also various livestock and poultry.

Domestic pigs are the most popular among the villagers, fed for a year, and when the wax moon comes, the pigs are raised to fat and strong, and the villagers begin to kill the pigs and cut the meat of the New Year, ready for the New Year.

Zhao Yongfa's family, who live in the west of the village, raised two large white boars.

These two piglets were bought from the town's farmers' market this spring, raised for a year, and now each has grown to more than 300 catties.

As soon as he entered the Layue Gate, Zhao Yongfa thought in his heart that after slaughtering the two big white pigs, one would be left to make various New Year's goods for himself and his family to eat, and then some would be distributed to relatives and neighbors, and the other would be sold to pork dealers, which could also be sold for thousands of yuan.

On the second day of the lunar month, early in the morning, the sky was just bright.

The cold air of winter spreads a thin layer of frost on Yuntai Mountain and Zhaojia Village at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Yong started early in the morning, put on a cotton coat, and happily prepared to feed the pigs, and by the way, he looked at the fat and strong pigs.

Carrying the pig food bucket to the pigsty in the southwest corner of the yard, Zhao Yongfa's heart trembled, and the pig food bucket in his hand almost fell to the ground, only to see the two big white pigs that were usually alive and kicking were now curled up in the corner of the pigsty in a sluggish spirit, and the corners of one of their mouths were still bleeding blood-red foam.

He hurriedly put down the bucket of pig food, trotted into the pigsty, and examined it carefully, and found that both pigs had only air out and no air in.

The pig is dying.

Zhao Yongfa felt distressed, this was the pigs he had raised for a year, and he pointed to them to earn thousands of yuan, especially the New Year's goods, and he had told his relatives and neighbors before, and when he killed the pigs, he would send them New Year's meat.

He stared at the dying white pig, his mind turned, and he thought, the pig is not dead, and now that he kills it, the meat should still be edible.

Just do it, Zhao Yongfa immediately told his wife Li Xiaoju his thoughts.

The two discussed it, and the wife also felt that it was feasible.

Zhao Yongfa found his cousin Zhao Yongcai's family who lived next door to help kill pigs and cut meat together.

The butcher in the town was contacted and prepared to sell it at a slightly lower market price.

The butcher was also happy, and after the two discussed the price on the phone, the butcher set off and decided to go to Zhao Yongfa's house as soon as possible to pull the pork back to the market and sell it.

Zhao Yongfa and Zhao Yongcai were busy lifting the pigs out of the pigsty and placing them on the wooden planks prepared in advance in the yard to fix them.

His wife Li Xiaoju and his younger daughter-in-law Li Xiaohua were busy boiling water and preparing to dispose of the pigs.

The dying white pig is effortless to kill.

The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out.

The knife pierced the heart, and black-red sticky blood flowed out.

Cousin Zhao Yongcai held the red knife in his hand, and watched the black and red blood flowing from the wound slowly drip into the basin on the ground, and after only a few drops, the blood completely coagulated, and no more blood flowed out of the wound.

"Usually a pig can catch most of the blood, but this time almost no blood comes out." Zhao Yongcai was full of doubts, "Is this related to the pig's illness?" ”

Zhao Yongfa: "It's sick, but it's not dead, don't delay things, it's just less blood." ”

The two men disemboweled the pig, skinned it and gutted it, separating the meat from the bones.

Foreleg meat, hind leg meat, tenderloin, pig's head, pork liver, pork kidney, pig's heart, pig's large intestine......

The pork of one of the pigs was sold to butchers on the spot.

Part of the pork of the other pig was divided into pieces of about two or three catties and given to a few neighbors with good relations.

Li Xiaoju and Li Xiaohua began to process the pigskin, and after scalding it with boiling water, they removed the hair and began to clean the pig's large intestine.

The firewood burned vigorously, and the boiling water was pot after pot.

Boiling water was poured into the bucket, the heat rose, and the entire Zhao family's small courtyard was filled with white mist.

The dehaired skin of the pig shone with a white light, the treated large intestine of the pig was cut into sections, and the blanched pork liver turned from black and red to brown and black.

After killing two pigs and handling the pigs, it took a whole morning.

It was almost noon, Zhao Yongfa asked his cousin and daughter-in-law to eat together at home at noon, and picked more than a dozen catties of good meat for his cousin to take back after eating.

As soon as the pig was killed, he ate all kinds of dishes made of pork offal at noon, and stewed a large pot of rice.

Pork liver mixed with cucumber, fat sausage, braised pork ribs, and a large pot of pork stewed vermicelli.

The first meal after cutting the meat of the new year, 4 people ate it with relish.

At the dinner table, 4 people talked about their parents' shortcomings.

Cousin Zhao Yongcai: "Brother and sister-in-law, Xiaozhuang is about to have winter vacation, right?" ”

Xiao Zhuang, the son of Zhao Yongfa, is 19 years old and attends college in the next province and is a sophomore this year.

Zhao Yongfa took a sip of wine, ate another piece of fat sausage, and said happily: "Yes, he called me yesterday and said that he would be able to go home after the exam in ten days." ”

Li Xiaohua, the younger brother and daughter-in-law, was a little uncomfortable, dizzy and swollen, felt very energetic when she came in the morning, boiled water to make pigskin in the morning, and felt a little dizzy when she just finished it, and now she has eaten two bites of rice, and the headache seems to be terrible again, but when she heard the conversation between the two, she still echoed and said: "Xiaozhuang has good grades, he has been admitted to a famous university, and he will definitely be very promising in the future." ”

Zhao Yongfa was very happy, "Xiaozhuang has been obedient since he was a child, and I haven't bothered much." ”

Cousin Zhao Yongcai: "It's still a good sister-in-law's education." ”

The eyes of several people at the table were on Li Xiaoju.

At this time, her face was a little blue, her forehead was sweating, and her hand holding chopsticks was trembling slightly.

Li Xiaoju suddenly had a splitting headache, and this symptom came quickly and violently, making her overwhelmed.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yongfa was sitting next to Li Xiaoju, and when he saw that his wife was suddenly uncomfortable, he began to panic.

"Headache, terrible pain, all of a sudden, just like this......"

Li Xiaoju spoke with difficulty, her hands trembled so badly, the chopsticks in her hand slipped off, and then she began to tremble all over, she couldn't sit on the chair, slipped under the dining table, and the whole person began to convulsions and foam at the mouth.

"Wife?!"

"Sister-in-law?"

The other three people at the same table were all busy squatting down, trying to help Li Xiaoju, who fell to the ground and was convulsing.

Li Xiaohua, her brother and daughter-in-law, wanted to come forward to help, but she was dizzy now, and she couldn't get up when she squatted down.

"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yongcai found that his wife was blue, squatting on the ground and feeling weak, and she was about to faint.

"I don't feel well, I have a terrible headache, I won't be the same as my sister-in-law, ...... Drop us off at the hospital......"

Zhao Yongfa decided to drive to a nearby county hospital immediately.