Chapter 165: Killing the New Year Pig
The smell of rabbits is still very strong, but Qinjiang and Qinhe take turns to clean very diligently, and the inside is padded with the dried spear grass that was cut home before, and it is changed every three days, so the smell in the house is not unpleasant.
The three siblings have high hopes for the rabbits at home, and it depends on them whether they can eat rabbit meat next year.
The snow is falling every day, and after seven or eight days, they can't hold it anymore in Qinxi, and the firewood at home has been used a little more than half, and the snow has no trace of stopping.
The more at this time, the more precious the firewood is, and every time a load of firewood is removed, it is like pumping the hard work of this family, just two words, distressed.
The meeting, which had lasted for nearly ten days, was stopped, and after the situation was clarified, everyone went back to their homes, except when they were cooking on the fire, and roasting their cold hands and feet by the embers of the charcoal fire, and at other times, everyone lay on the bed, wrapped themselves tightly in quilts, and spent the rest of the day.
Some people are born with a cold body, how can not warm up their feet, this kind of if you can soak a hot water foot before going to bed, or bake a fire, roast your feet warm, lie on the bed, with the quilt tightly wrapped in yourself, it is easy to warm up, this is all experience.
Since Qin Xi's house stopped burning firewood for warmth, Tang Ying has come less, because she and Qin Xi are not very fond of drilling into other people's private spaces, let alone sleeping in the same bed with each other intimately.
When I first came to Chen Hui Village, there was no way for the two to sleep together, there were only three beds in the girls' dormitory, and they were later, so naturally they were not qualified to choose.
Since the snow, everyone's hearts have been lifted, for a while, the entire Chenhui Village has fallen silent, such weather, except for innocent children will feel fun, happy, other people are worried about next year's livelihood.
The lives of the fat pigs in the village officially entered the countdown to life at this time.
People who lack meat have been counting the days to live, just waiting for the day when they will kill pigs and eat New Year's pork.
On the 21st day of the lunar month, the sun broke away the dark clouds and sprinkled sunlight into every corner it could reach.
Everyone walked out of the house after a long absence, gathered in the open space in twos and threes, talking and chatting, of course, the main purpose was to bask in the sun.
Tang Ying was also wearing thick cotton clothes, and she looked for Qin Xi to come out excitedly, and the two talked about how they felt bored at home in the past few days.
On the edge of the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, there were already many old ladies, dressed in black, blue and gray clothes, sitting or standing, with long-lost smiles on their faces.
I've been stuck at home for so long, and it's rare to be able to come out and let off steam, isn't it just happy!
Especially for some old people, the icy roads in winter are very dangerous for them, and their children and grandchildren will naturally restrain their movements, but today is an exception, these old people are on crutches and go out.
Some just stand in the yard and let off steam, while others like to be lively and love to drill into people's piles.
The child Ula Ula was playing a game, and after a while, a little face was red from the cold, and his face was like an apple in the winter, and the most superficial layer of skin was blown by the cold winter wind and had chilblains, and his hands and feet were not spared.
Some elderly people boil water with dried chili peppers and eggplant vine roots, and soak their children's hands and feet with chilblains, which is said to cure chilblains.
However, this effect varies from person to person, some people use it very useful, some people use it, and some people use it, or how it is.
From this day on, the snow in Chenhui Village slowly began to melt, although it was still very cold, but the villagers seemed to see the hope of the village to return to its former scene, and the smile on their faces was bright.
The snow is melting, the eaves are dripping under the dripping snow, not to mention under the trees, the density is like heavy rain, different things, this water dripping on the body, it is very cold.
Three days, three days, the snow in the village melted a little, revealing the mud that had been hidden for a long time, because of the frequent trampling of people, like those places where no humans visited, and the crystalline ice that was finger thick.
Three days later, that is, on the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the captain Chen Aiguo and the branch secretary Chen Zongze took twenty-eight young men and went to the pig shed early in the morning to catch pigs.
This year, the village is a little bolder, raising twelve pigs, during the autumn harvest, kill two to add vegetables to the big guy, the remaining ten pigs, the largest and fattest six pigs, is the task pig in the village, and the remaining four are the New Year pigs killed in the village.
The task pigs in the village brought them an income of several hundred yuan, and in addition, there were one hundred and twenty catties of meat tickets, which were all divided according to the head.
Like Qin Xi, their three brothers and sisters were divided into eight taels of meat tickets.
This year, the pork of the pig is also divided according to the head, regardless of men and women, young and old, it is the same, there are many people in the family, especially many children, at this time, it is advantageous.
On the day of the pig killing, Qin Xi and his three brothers and sisters got up early in the morning, took a basin, and went to the grain drying field, they planned to buy some pig blood and come back to make breakfast.
Fresh pig's blood, very delicious, even if it is simply seasoned with a little salt, it is not delicious.
In addition, the blood sausage poured out with pig blood, go home and put it in a pot to cook it simply, take it out, cut it into a thickness of about one centimeter, and then use chili powder and soy sauce to make a simple dipping water, it is not delicious, this is Qin Jiang's favorite, he likes to eat blood sausage the most.
When they arrived, there were already a lot of people present, some of them came to see the bloody pig killing scene, and some of them came to ask for pig blood with their deeds.
They didn't let them wait long, and soon, they saw four guys carrying a pig out of the field, and the four pigs in the village had to be killed one by one, and they couldn't be in a hurry, and they made mistakes in a hurry.
This dirty pig was eagerly watched by everyone present, looking at its more than 20 pairs of eyes, glowing.
Soon, the eighty-centimeter high stool was set up side by side, and the pig was also carried to the stool, facing the sky on its back, and the basin had been placed under its neck, waiting to receive the blood.
The experienced master in the village has sharpened the knife, step by step towards it, as the four people work together to hold its limbs, the pig seems to have a premonition of its next fate, and its mouth makes a terrible scream, very harsh, but some people like to listen to this sound, looking at it, the corners of the mouth involuntarily show a shallow smile.
The white knife went in and the red knife came out, everything was so crisp and neat, and the big wooden basin placed under the pig's neck quickly received most of the blood.
This half of the pot of pig blood, directly with light salt water blended out of almost three pots of pig blood, two cents a spoonful, a spoonful of about a pound of weight, everyone present, soon bought these three pots of pig blood, satisfied back to cook.