Zhan Changsheng heard that his military uniform stood out in a black, gray and blue, and he didn't wait to divide the pork, what were he doing standing so far ahead? So he pulled Ding Haixing and Hongying back and stood on the halfway slope, taking in the panoramic view of the wheat field.

Hao Yinsuo squeezed into the crowd, greedily looking at Ding Haixing, who was ruddy and full of spring breeze, but was coldly slapped by her lover, and was too frightened to look at it. He couldn't forget the cold, murderous look in his eyes.

Hao Yinsuo, who was hiding in the crowd, lowered his head, as long as she was doing well, now he had nothing else to ask for.

The women waited, while the men busily carried the pigs out of the barn of the pigsty.

Several strong and tall men took off their cotton clothes, pulled up their cuffs, and jumped in the pigsty to tie the pigs.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and the big fat pigs that have been raised for a year will inevitably be doomed. It's stupid, just howl, but not dodge, and in a few moments it was overturned. Several people grabbed the pig's leg hard, and some people tied the pig's four hooves with hemp rope.

The pig captor shouted, "Tighten up, don't let it break free, it's not easy to catch." ”

The person who tied the pig's trotters said confidently, "Don't worry, the pig's trotter buckle is tightened the more you pull it......"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and let go. Although the fat pig was tied down and couldn't move, it still howled desperately, and the sound was terrifying to hear in the silent mountain village.

So someone took out a piece of thin hemp rope, and then the help of other people wrapped the pig's mouth around it, and the pig couldn't scream anymore, but it didn't stop, and it gasped......

After tying up the pig, he was directly lifted out of the pigsty, and an old door panel was placed outside the pen, and the fat pig was lifted up, directly to the wheat field, and placed on the big bluestone table.

Pig killer, a well-known pig killer in the village, carries a pig killing knife in his hand. The knife ruler was long, sharpened quickly, and the cold light was shining.

The pig killer patted the pig on the neck and shouted to the crowd with his knife: "Where is the basin? Bring a basin to ......."

"It's coming...... Ding's mother came over with a basin, put a little salt in it, and add a little water.

Ding's mother kept paddling in the basin with a pair of chopsticks while walking.

The pig killer saw the basin, he was no longer verbose, the knife flashed, the pig suddenly gave up his life and howled, Ding Dad took a step forward, connected the basin, the pig killer twisted the knife in his hand, a little prie, the pig blood flowed out loudly, Ding Ma stirred tightly, the pig blood swirled in the basin, flooding a lot of foam...... As the blood continued to flow out, the pig's cry gradually weakened, and finally it breathed a sigh...... Finally the sound stopped.

The pig killer's move is really fast, ruthless, and accurate, and the knife falls with his hand, neatly and neatly, without dragging mud and water.

The pigs won't be too painful, and the scene won't be too bloody.

The pig killer withdrew the knife from the pig's cavity, Ding's father had already received most of the pot of pig's blood, but Ding's mother was still trying her best to stir it.

Until the pig killer took a few steps back and said, "All right." ”

When Dad Ding saw that the pig's blood had been drained, he withdrew the basin.

The others rushed up, untied the rope that bound the pig, and made room, and the pig killer spat into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, grabbed one of the hind legs of the pig, cut a hole, and with a stick, poked through the opening, and probed around under the skin of the pig's body a few times, and then threw the stick aside, squatted down, and seemed to have luck, and then put his mouth against the opening and blew it vigorously. The breath that was blown in was visibly bulging along the place where it had been stabbed.

However, the pig killer was a little old, and he was a little out of breath after a few blows, and his face was flushed. Someone came up and pulled him away and said, "Look at my ......."

Ding Haixing fixed his eyes and saw that it was Hao Yinsuo and walked out of the crowd.

The pig killer was eager to hear this, and got out of the way. Hao Yinsuo was really young and middle-aged, his eyes were glaring, his cheeks were puffed, and after three strokes, the qi spread to the pig's whole body. At this time, someone took a piece of wooden stick that slipped away and beat it around the pig.

The villagers are very tolerant of Hao Yinsuo, this kid is the stupidest, honest, can only work with his head bored, never cheats and cheats, is a real person, and his eldest brother is not all the way.

"What is this for?" Hongying asked curiously.

"Plucking." Ding Haixing looked at her and said, and asked again, "The first time?" ”

"Hmm!" Hongying nodded and said, "When I was a child, I also killed New Year's pigs in the village, but my grandmother was afraid of scaring me, so she detained me and didn't let me go." ”

"Are you afraid?" Zhan Changsheng asked.

"Don't be afraid!" Hongying smiled and said, "As long as you think of having pork to eat, what is there to be afraid of." ”

"Hehe......"

Sure enough, in order to eat, everything is not afraid.

"The troops kill pigs, it's more lively than this!" Ding Haixing raised her eyes to look at him and asked with dark eyes.

"But no one has a neat approach." Zhan Chang Sheng's eyes were soaked in a smile and said.

"Oh!" Ding Haixing raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.

"The work of killing pigs is handed over to the recruits, as for why? Exercise their courage, even pigs dare not kill, and talk about killing the enemy. Zhan Changsheng said coldly, and sighed lightly, "When killing pigs, the situation is full of problems, sometimes the pigs break free, and they chase and run most of the military camp, and it is difficult to kill pigs!" Tortured pigs enough. Shaking his head slightly, he said, "People have been peaceful for too long now. ”

The corners of Ding Haixing's mouth twitched when she heard this, listen to this tone, old. "Hey! Don't be so old-fashioned, it's only been a few years since this liberation, and it's only been more than ten years since the full fight. ”

"A soldier who has not experienced the tempering of blood and fire is not a real soldier." The battle is often victorious, and the body exudes a solemn atmosphere.

While Ding Haixing was talking, Hao Yinsuo was blowing vigorously, and the others kept beating, and the air that was blown in moved towards the pig's armpit and neck, and gradually, the pig became round and round, lying on the bluestone case, and it was simple and moving.

Seeing that it was almost over, the pig killer said, "That's enough." ”

Hao Yinsuo stopped, some people left in a hurry, turned back, brought a bucket of hot water out, the pig killer didn't say a word, scooped the hot water and poured it on the pig, the water was hot, poured on the pig, and there were bursts of mist, the pig killer poured it, while shouting the heat, while trying to pick the pig hair, gradually, the pig hair in some places was a little loose, was pulled down a handful, the pig killer scraped a few times with a scratch, many pig hair was scraped off, revealing the pink and white flesh, someone started to help scrape.

The live version of "Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water". In the cold wind, the boiling water steam curled, and the big fat pig quickly became white and tender.

The scratch is actually a piece of iron the size of a palm, one end is rolled up and used to hold it on the hand, and the other end is polished smooth and used to shave pig hair. The two people kept shaving, and the area of the exposed meat skin gradually expanded, and gradually half of the pig's hair was shaved clean, so the pig turned over, and then poured hot water and scraped it with a scratcher......