I felt that I had just squinted for a while, and I hadn't rested yet, and someone came to my house.

First there was a loud knock at the door, and then a little boy ran and laughed merrily.

Chen Mingliang hurriedly put on his shoes and went out to greet him.

"Brother! , it's my brother who is back, Mom, my brother is back!. ”

The little boy shouted and ran over to pounce on Chen Mingming.

At this time, his younger brother is still very attached to this brother, he thinks his brother is very cool, he knows a lot, and he can kill pigs, which is really a bit of admiration.

It's just that as I grew older, my knowledge also increased, and I slowly saw Chen Mingming's reality clearly, and Zhang Chunhua always said something about Chen Mingming's incompetence and stupidity.

This made Chen Mingming slowly change his attitude and began to look down on this brother who had always taken care of him.

Zhang Chunhua followed behind and closed the door, and was a little surprised to see Chen Mingliang come back.

"The big 'small' is back." (The local people in Northwest Lu will call their son "Xiao", and their daughter will be called "Ni", the so-called size, two small, big Ni, and Erni).

"Mother!". Chen Mingliang shouted.

At this time, Zhang Chunhua was still very young, only in her thirties, and she was very beautiful before.

However, at this time, her appearance was not good-looking, and she already had the posture of a traditional rural middle-aged woman.

One is that she is not very good at managing her figure, and her figure is slowly straight. Second, the dress is also casual.

You see, she wears a single coat over big cotton pants on her lower body, a coarse cloth apron with oil around her waist, and the flower cotton jacket on her upper body is directly naked, but she has two sleeves on her arms, and the sleeves are also greasy.

His hair was tied up in a small twist on top of his head, and a large scarf was tied around his chin.

His face and skin were purple from the winter, and his lips were chapped and there were a few bloody wounds.

can only be seen from the eyebrows, eyes and forehead that this is still a young woman, once young and beautiful.

"Did you eat before you came back, I didn't eat and I made it for you, and I just happened to have lunch."

"I ate it, and I only ate it when I got home, and it was what was left in the pot."

"Ah, where is there food at home? What did you eat?! ”

"That bowl of bone-to-bones meat in the pot."

"Eaten it all?!" Suddenly her tone changed, and her mother's voice sharpened.

"Hmm."

"You, you mallet, it's reserved for your brother, how can you eat blindly! , I didn't even want to pretend to be a belly, and deliberately picked out the good meat. ”

"I really didn't leave a little ?!。 for my brother"

"No, I haven't eaten these in a long time, so I've eaten them all."

Zhang Chunhua was furious.

"I know how to eat and eat all day long, I am blind and such a big man, I don't use it at all, I don't have a little bit of people's eyes, I don't eat enough, I can't do anything."

"Whatever you eat and do, follow your dead ghost father, don't do anything serious, why don't you die with him, this is the age of the daughter-in-law who doesn't understand anything."

It's been a long time since I've seen my mother scold like this, and she still uses so sharp words.

I don't remember the last time my mother scolded me like this, I haven't scolded like this since I went to the meat factory and was not at home and asked myself for money.

The little warmth that I had just seen my mother suddenly disappeared.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

"Mom, don't scold my brother, I don't like to eat the bone-and-bone meat, and if my brother doesn't eat it, I'll also feed the dogs. And there are bone residues in it, which is not delicious at all. ”

"I only love tenderloin, you can buy some tenderloin, I want to eat fried tenderloin."

It has eased up a lot.

Nothing to say for a while.

"Brother, I took the first place in the final exam, two 100 points. The school awarded me two grand prize certificates, and a beautiful notebook, and I scored two 100 points in the class!. ”

Chen Mingming shouted excitedly and took out a handwritten award certificate and a soft notebook like an exercise book from the hall, and raised his small hands high.

"Awesome, awesome every day.!"

Chen Mingming's tone also pretended to be excited.

"Brother, brother, my mother went to the parent-teacher conference today and rewarded me with ten yuan, do you have a reward for me?"

This bear child.

"Yes, yes, my brother too."

As he spoke, Chen Mingliang also took out 5 yuan from his pocket and handed it to his younger brother.

"It's only 5 yuan."

Chen took it tomorrow, still a little aggrieved, a little too little.

Zhang Chunhua saw the double-star shoes on Chen Mingming's feet again.

"What's the matter with shoes, what are you buying here, they're expensive and not warm, you can wear your father's shoes."

"It's small."

"What are you afraid of when you squeeze your feet, you can still die."

Chen Mingliang didn't answer, a little unable to adapt to the atmosphere at home twenty years ago.

"Have you been paid all the salaries from the school?"

Zhang Chunhua suddenly asked.

"It's done."

"Is there any more New Year's money at the end of the year?"

"Yes"

"How much?"

"10 pieces."

"I'm so stingy, hurry up and take it all, and spend it indiscriminately if you have money, just like your dead father."

"Including the first two months, it should be more than 50 yuan in total."

"Hmm"

"Give me 50, just tomorrow for the New Year, I will take the second child to catch up with the New Year's fair tomorrow, and buy him some decent clothes for the New Year."

Chen Mingliang took out 5 sheets of 10 yuan from his pocket and gave them to his mother.

And there was no bargaining.

He also has a small treasury in his possession.

In fact, Chen Mingliang has had the habit of saving since he was a child, and he has taken stock of his assets as soon as he comes back from rebirth, don't you say, he is really a rich man, not counting the 100 yuan sports subsidy, there are more than 1,600 yuan.

I don't know if this is the pocket money I have accumulated for many years, sewn into my military coat, and I can touch it casually.

Usually Zhang Chunhua is very dead to Chen Mingliang with a money card, first, she knows that Chen Mingliang will make New Year's money, and the current market of castration is a piece of 21 knife, and second, what can Chen Mingliang do even if he has no money, what do he want money for, he knows how to spend it.

She will review the money to Chen Mingliang once in a while, and if she can't review the oil and water, she will be scolded.

When I can't bear it, I will take some money out.

Since the death of my father, every time I pay the tuition, it has to be delayed for a long time, until the teacher starts to stop the class, and then I pay it, but it is also paid in installments.

Chen Mingliang is used to this, and the memories of his previous life are slowly recovered.

"Don't be idle and eat dry food, do more work in the past few days of the New Year, I have picked up seventeen pigs for you, and the previous appointment will start from twenty-four, and the meat will be allowed to go out until twenty-seven."

"You wait to clean up the countertop, I'll let Murakami send three heads over first, and the one who kills in the afternoon wins, and I can make some blood sausage stuffing and sell it."

"Okay."

Killing pigs is a basic skill.

Can you kill the pig today, Chen Tomorrow was also excited when he heard it.

"The pig urine bubble will be left to me, and I will tell Er Fat to go play football in the afternoon."

There are not many modern toys in the countryside, what Lego, Ultraman, transforming robots and anything are non-existent, pig urine bubbles, that is, pig bladders, blown up as a ball kick, is definitely a good toy.

The mother and younger brother went out separately again.

Chen Mingliang was scolded for the first time after returning from rebirth, and did not hug his mother and cry like in other time-traveling dramas, and then secretly vowed to be good to his family.

In fact, his mother also loves him, but the love is severe, and the way of love is different.

Poor people, where can the feelings be so delicate.

Chen Mingliang hurriedly got up, cleaned up the pot in the yard, pulled the water pipe, and poured water into the pot with a pressurized well.

When the water in the pot was almost full, Chen Mingliang began to sweat.

Fill the bottom of the pot with firewood, light it, and boil the water.

Two more buckets of water were pressed, and the cutting board and cooking utensils were rinsed.

Then he took out the pig-killing knife left by his father from the back room.

In fact, there are many pig killing knives, some are used to kill pigs, some are used to peel skins, some are used to chop bones and chop meat, some are used to cut fine meat, well, and some are used for castration...

Of course, in the hands of a skilled master, a knife can also cover the world, but it is less efficient.

Before the knife was sharpened, I listened to the sound of the squearing pigs from far and near.

The first to open the door were the children, who were more excited than anyone else, and then the neighbors who came in one after another, they ordered pork for the New Year, and they all wanted to watch you kill the pigs, and they ordered pork, afraid that you would inject water.

The last one to come in was a pig pulled in by a cart.

The pig was very unwilling to howl, you have a good New Year, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through this year. …

The big guy went around in a loose circle,

"Liang Zai is growing taller again, now it's higher than longevity."

"It's already higher than longevity, how tall is longevity, there is no one meter eight, look at the figure of Liang Zai, at least one meter eight five."

The knife was sharpened, and the water in the pot was a little hot.

Zhang Chunhua took a basin, took some water, mixed some salt, and then put it under the board to catch pig blood.

In fact, Chen Mingliang has not killed a pig like this for many years.

The meat factory is mainly engaged in meat product processing, and pig killing is only a small part of the business.

Decades of technology are still there.

Beckoning the people watching the excitement to carry the pig onto the board, and scraped the pig a few times with a knife, Zhang Chunhua had already prepared the pot.

The child covered his eyes and peeked through his fingers; The little daughter-in-law, who was a little scared, turned her head away; There are still some villagers who are looking forward to it, their excited eyes are shining, and they are looking forward to the moment when the knife is stabbed in, nervous and exciting.

Seeing the stall, he said a word and held it down, and Chen Mingliang stabbed it into the pig's neck.

The pig screamed, and the blood flowed into the basin.

Zhang Chunhua stirred with a stick while picking it up, which is a good material for making blood sausage.

On the same day, he killed three pigs in a row, and he was busy until midnight to sort out the meat.

Then he also settled the money for selling the pig with the owner of the pig.

Do the math, the harvest is not bad, now pork is five dollars a catty, after the cost is recovered, there are more than a dozen catties of meat left per pig on average, all the pig bones, pig heads, pig feet, pigs in the water.

Only the bones are worthless, so they can only be boiled and gnawed.

Everything else can be exchanged for money, and killing a pig can earn at least fifty-one hundred yuan.