A few days after returning from the county seat, the Zheng family sold one of the family's pigs, and the other one would be killed in less than two days.

On the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, the Ding family killed pigs.

When the Chinese New Year approaches, there are more people killing pigs in the village, and sometimes they have to kill two or three pigs a day.

At this time, people killing pigs are not casually saying that they can kill today today, but also depends on the day, whether they are in conflict with the people at home, and whether they are suitable for killing pigs.

Today, for example, two families in the village killed pigs.

There are people in the village who can kill pigs, and in addition to hiring a pig slaughterer, the Ding family also invited two relatives to help.

It is very troublesome for the people in the village to kill pigs, and they have to get up early to get busy.

Before the day dawned, the Ding family got up and got busy, first dug an earthen stove in the corner of the courtyard dam, and installed a large pot to boil water.

The stove is a lot of newly dug water vapor, not very good fire, you need a person to watch from time to time in front of the stove, to extinguish the fire.

The new stove is dug at will, and there will always be a lot of smoke when the fire is burned, so that people's tears come out, which is a hard work that is not tiring.

The father and son of the Ding family carried out the table in the kitchen and put it in the courtyard, and then used it to kill the pig after a while, and after the pig was killed and shaved, it was carried to the table and broken into small pieces.

In addition to the table, there is also a threshing bucket is also used, the bucket is placed behind the newly dug stove, turned upside down from the back to the front and placed obliquely, and then a bamboo mat is spread, and after the pig is killed, it is placed on it to scald the skin and remove the hair.

And Zheng and Zhang took out all the kitchen knives and machetes that could be used at home and put them in a basket for a while.

The people who had been invited to help while doing these tasks at Ding's house also arrived one after another, but they didn't have much to do when they came, just talking and waiting for the arrival of the pig slaughterer.

The Ding family had told the pig killer before that the pig killer had agreed on the time to kill the pig, and the pig killer arrived as soon as it was dawn.

The Ding family's pig is not very fat, it is much thinner than the one sold two days ago, but it doesn't look small, and it looks more than 200 catties.

"Uncle, your pig is good, I'm afraid there are two or three hundred catties."

It was Ding Xingfa who spoke, Ding Dahe's eldest son.

"Almost, it's only about two hundred catties."

Ding Dashan is also very happy, he is not able to raise pigs so big.

Moreover, because there are many Ding families, all the pigs except for the ones to be given away are left for their own food, and there is no shortage of meat next year.

The Ding family already has three more men, and there are five more brothers with Ding Xingfa and Ding Xingzhu, which is more than enough to deal with this pig of more than 200 catties.

Soon, the pig was lifted out of the pigsty with hemp rope and carried out with sticks, and along the way, he knew that he was dying, and let out a wail.

Several people put the pig on the table prepared in advance, and the five people held down each part of the pig to fix the pig on the table, and the pig killer saw the opportunity to stab the pig knife into the pig's neck at once, and the blood gushed out and flowed into the brine basin prepared in advance, and it became a pig's blood after standing for a while.

Pig blood is a good thing, in local terms, it can sweep away the dust from the body.

And, as long as it's done well, it's delicious.

Coincidentally, the pig blood made by the Zheng family is a must, and everyone who has eaten it is full of praise.

When the pig was killed, the pig barked very loudly, waking up several children who were still asleep, especially the heart was scared and crying.

Hearing that the child was crying, Zheng took the place of Wang's work to watch the fire, and asked her to go to see Xin'er, but don't scare the child.

I've heard people say before that some family members scare their children when they kill pigs, but they can't scare their hearts.

Wang was also worried, and walked back to the room quickly.

When he entered the room, Wang saw that Xin'er's face was already full of tears, and the whole person was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and crying so loudly.

"Wow...... Wow, whoa, whoa, woo......"

Wang hurriedly picked her up and walked slowly in the house, shaking her as she walked, and kept talking to comfort her.

"Oh, oh, my heart is good, it's okay, my mother is here, my mother is here, my heart is good, don't cry......"

Maybe it was because I felt the warmth, and the cry in my heart slowly quieted down, and slowly turned into sobbing.

"Mother is here, my heart is good, I'm not afraid......"

Wang continued to coax her, and the sobbing of her heart slowed down, and finally fell asleep.

Wang waited until she was asleep again and wanted to put her on the bed, but as soon as she put her on, she woke up again and began to hum again.

There was no way, Wang could only pick her up again and shake her slowly.

After trying twice and still couldn't sleep on her own, Wang had to take her out of the house, but fortunately the pig was completely dead by this time and would no longer make a sound.

Seeing her come out with the child in her arms, Zheng asked, "Is your heart awake?" ”

"Not yet, mother, still asleep, I originally said to put her on the bed, but as soon as she put her on it, she cried, so I took her out."

Zheng got up and walked in front of Wang, looking at Xin'er who was not sleeping very peacefully, Xin'er was crying very hard before, her little face was still a little red at this time, and she was a little distressed when she saw it.

"Okay, you don't have to watch the fire now, give me the child, go and help your sister-in-law."

"Eh, okay."

Wang handed Xin'er over neatly, and at first Xin'er may have felt that she had changed places and hummed twice, and then fell asleep obediently again.

Over there, the pig's hair had faded and hung on the beam on the edge of the weir.

This speed is very fast, and it is also the matter of the pig killer, first cut the pig's head and put it on the ground on the side, and clean it up in a while.

Then I broke the belly, took out the large intestine, small intestine, liver and something in the pig's belly and put it in a large basin.

Erlin, who got out the large and small intestines, followed Ding Xingfa and Ding Xingzhu to the edge of the vegetable field to clean up.

The intestines are not easy to clean up, and if they are not cleaned, they will smell of pig, which is not delicious, so it is very troublesome.

However, a few people only cleaned up roughly, and the rest waited for their master to clean up by themselves.

When they were cleaning up the pig's intestines, Ding Dashan and Yimu helped the pig killer divide the pig into two pieces, and one by one they moved them to the cleaned table.

After the pig killer removed all the fat from the pig's body, he cut the pork into pieces and put them in the prepared basket according to the requirements of the Ding family.

Ding's pigs are basically fed cooked, although the pigs are not very fat, but there is a lot of oil, the good and bad add up to six or seven catties, can boil a small jar of oil.

"Milk, I want to eat roast pork."

Youcheng couldn't help drooling when he looked at the pork in the basket on the table, and ran to the Zheng family who was holding the child and said.

Youxin and Youyi also looked at her with Youcheng in their eyes.

"Okay, go and ask your father to cut a piece for you, and I'll burn it for you."

Seeing the child like this, the Zheng family was also distressed, thinking about killing pigs today, let them eat it once, and nodded.

"Oh, you can eat roast pork, you can eat roast pork!"

The three of them ran to the side of Ichiki, who was helping to cut the meat.

"Dad, Grandma said to let you cut a piece of meat for us to cook."

Yimu glanced at Youcheng, he heard what he said just now, but he still cut a palm-sized piece of lean meat for them to take to burn.

The three children ran away when they got the pork, and Kazuki shook his head helplessly as he looked at their backs.

"Milk, the meat is here, you can cook it for us."

"How can you eat without salt, you go and ask your mother to sprinkle some salt on you."

……

Soon Youcheng and the others came back with salted meat, and Zheng also burned them.

"Milk, your roasted meat is delicious."

"Well, it's delicious."

……

Each of the three of them held a piece of meat in their hands and ate it in small bites, and they were reluctant to open their mouths when the meat was still hot.

"Eat slowly, I'll have something to eat later."