That night, when Zhang Mian went to sleep, he didn't worry about whether his grandmother would not wake up, nor did he look forward to whether he would encounter swallows on the streets of Zhangjia Village the next day.

His mind was full of fragments of Liang Xiaofei and his daughter-in-law, and he himself wondered what they were doing, but the more he avoided them, the more he couldn't avoid them, the memories of them kept showing in his mind, and when he really focused on them, they avoided them lightly.

Just like when I was in geography class in Zhangjiacun Middle School, the bald middle-aged teacher liked to ask questions in class, and the questions asked were very simple, Zhang Mian also wanted to show his face in front of the swallows.

Being ignored is definitely a deep hurt.

The more the teacher didn't ask him, the higher Zhang Mian raised his hand, and he almost stood on the table, and several times Yanzi looked back and saw Zhang Mian's exaggerated movements, and they all covered their mouths and smiled, in fact, Zhang Mian really looked as good as telling her to laugh.

One day in geography class at the end of the semester, the bald teacher pointed at Zhang Mian, who was standing on the bench and raising his hand, as if he had suddenly opened his eyes and could see Zhang Mian.

"It's up to you, to answer the question, you don't need to change the light bulb in broad daylight." The class burst into laughter.

Zhang Mian's brain was stunned at the time, the geography book was lost when he was playing games in the game room, didn't he ask himself, how could he play people like this, and he didn't play games like this, he didn't fight back, and he magnified his moves when he fought back, and he knocked out directly.

Zhang Mian didn't know how to get off the stool, standing in front of the seat, watching the bald teacher's mouth open and close, and he couldn't hear any sound at all......

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After marriage, Xiaofei probably wanted to find a job to do and live a stable life at first, he even did the drudgery of killing pigs and helpers, and this was the longest job he had ever done.

As the saying goes, marry an official and be a lady, and marry a pig killer.

If Grandpa Zhang Mian hadn't died early, it is estimated that Zhang Mian would be the third generation of Tu who is upright and red.

Killing a pig is a chore.

When you get up at three o'clock in the morning, you first have to fill a large pot of water, which is a large pot with a diameter of two meters, and put wood to boil water.

Several people pulled the pig out of the pigsty, the pig will struggle violently before dying, especially before the second grandfather went under the knife, the pig called it a miserable, this is not the time to grieve for it, we must ensure that the pig can not struggle violently, and the work of the pig's leg is also to be vigorous, otherwise it is easy to be kicked by it, the pig is white knife into the red knife out, and the convulsions are not moving.

The blood flowing from the pig's neck should be followed by a porcelain basin, put a little salt, and then put it in water to cook after coagulation.

Then it is to cut off the pig's head, open the pig's intestines and stomach, take out all the internal organs, the heart, lungs and liver are still good to clean up, the pig's intestines are a little troublesome, it is full of pig, and the pig chop is pulled out and washed repeatedly, this job of course belongs to Xiaofei.

Then several people put the pig in the pot of water that is boiled, and after a few minutes, they will be lifted out of the water and shaved the pig's back, and so on several times, the hair on the back of the whole pig will be shaved clean, and then cut in half with a machete according to the center line, and the two pieces of the pig's body will come out.

The four pig's trotters have to be carried by four people because of the scalding pig's back, and the pig's trotters have to be shaved separately, needless to say, the job of shaving is also Xiaofei's own.

Finally, the pork was pulled down to the market by a rack cart, and the pig's body was hung on the meat hook that had been prepared long ago, and the pig's head, divided offal, pig's trotters, and cleaned intestines were placed on the meat table.

From carrying water to meat, it takes several people to be busy for four hours.

Xiao Fei can persist for a few months, which shows that he can still endure hardships, at least at that time, he is still willing to endure hardships.

The contradiction still planted the seeds inadvertently, Xiaofei's hands and feet were clean when he was working at the fourth uncle's house, and it is estimated that there is nothing to go by.

So he took a few pieces of boiled pig blood every day, and at the beginning, the fourth uncle took the initiative to let him bring a few pieces, who knew that he had developed a habit of bringing it every day under self-pressure.

The fourth aunt squeezed his eyes many times to imply that he was useless, and he almost got his mouth crooked, and now the fourth aunt has also fallen into the problem of squeezing her eyebrows and making her eyes.

Finally on an extremely dull morning, just when Xiaofei had just put a few pieces of pig blood in a teapot to take home, the fourth aunt broke out.

"You can't take the pig's blood home every day, a few cents a pound, the few dollars you take every day can be sold for a dollar, it's not that I'm stingy, and sometimes everything happens." The fourth aunt raised her eyebrows and said.

"Sister-in-law, you have a crush on two pieces of pig blood, I haven't asked for anything but pig blood. I didn't work hard, you look at the scar on this hand, when I kicked the pig leg pig, how much blood was shed, I didn't let go, I could say a word at the time, I didn't even go to the health center, let alone delay a day's work. ”

"If you don't tell me about what you have and don't, you won't be able to take pig blood every day, or you will deduct thirty from your salary a month."

"Brother Chao, my sister-in-law is a woman, I can't argue with her, you speak fairly, I will take two pieces of pig blood, and others feed cats and dogs to your line of two pieces, don't you also give it." Xiao Fei said to Zhang Chao, who was hanging pig hair.

"Isn't it just a few pieces of pig blood, Xiaofei is also very good at work." Zhang Mian's fourth uncle whispered.

"You shut up for me, I understand that you stick to your family, you still stick to outsiders, you don't count giving your home to others." The fourth uncle's mouth opened and he didn't say what he wanted to say, so he had to continue to shave the pig's hair.

The second grandfather and grandmother next to them saw that the situation was not right, and immediately disappeared, although they were a little old, and on some occasions their legs and feet could still keep up with their ideas.

"Others don't feed it every day, and others come to take him and are embarrassed not to buy my meat."

"Sister-in-law, what you said is that the feeling is that I don't buy your meat anymore, or I am not as good as a cat or a dog." Xiao Feiqi's neck turned red.

"I didn't say this, you said it yourself, I can't stand your love to take advantage, you look at you like that." The fourth aunt's voice was an octave higher.

"What's wrong with me, I have a scar on my face or a sore on my head, sister-in-law, don't say anything so ugly, it's a big deal that I won't do it, it's hard to kill a pig."

"Don't fuck off, get out of here." The fourth aunt pointed to the door after flying with her fingers.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out." Xiao Fei threw the tea jar containing pig blood, and the pig blood clot rolled on the ground and rolled in front of the pig head that had just been cut off next to him, and the slightly open pig eyes and pig head looked at all this without saying a word, hey, blame me.

On the day after the quarrel, Xiaofei quit and returned to his original state of idleness, carrying a teacup all over the street, not at all like a married person.

Just when Xiaofei was helping to kill pigs at Uncle Zhang's house, her beautiful daughter-in-law also had problems......

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Being honest with each other is the best way to communicate with readers.

In order to write this book well, Zhang Mian took out his enthusiasm for the college entrance examination and followed the advice of others to buy Jerry Liver's "Novel Writing Course" from the Internet.

The book arrived yesterday, Zhang Mian got off work in the afternoon until late at night, leaning on the sofa, squatting on the toilet, lying on the bed, changing countless postures, I couldn't bear to read it, and I didn't understand how to write my novel to make readers high-five.

What makes Zhang Mian even more intolerable is that he broke off yesterday, and a few readers who know and don't know have already made up their minds to leave him, and the writing is not very good, and he often breaks off, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't charge, he would have left a message to scold him for being stupid.

If it weren't for the fact that the person who suggested that Zhang Mian buy this book was a friend that Zhang Mian could absolutely trust, Zhang Mian would have called him and scolded him, asking him how many kickbacks he could get for buying this book.

Therefore, Zhang Mian still decided to let himself go, write how he wanted, what conflict-action-ending, what self-revision, bye-bye.