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Published at 25th of January 2023 10:27:59 AM


Chapter 90: 【Kill the Year of the Pig】

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Xu Ning didn't know about Jiang Jiahao, and even if he knew it, he probably wouldn't care about it.

In fact, she does not hate Jiang Jiahao. After all, she did it herself to get to that point in her previous life. Flies don’t bite seamless eggs. If she didn’t get in front of each other, or even thought of clinging, she wouldn’t let her life. The trajectory has changed so much.

In the final analysis, the cause is still in her body, there is no face to blame others.

But this is fine, as long as Jiang Jiahao doesn't return to their village, Xu Ning will probably spend a happy teenage period in this quiet small village.

On the night of New Year's Day, Xu Ning took the cooked dumplings out of the pot and filled two large bowls separately.

"Dad, let me take the medicine to grandpa tonight." Xu Ning said as he looked at his father who was doing carpentry work.

What Xu Jianjun was going to make was a small wooden bed for a baby. The baby bed Xu Ning used was also made by Xu Jianjun.

Taking a look at the dumplings in the two large bowls, Xu Jianjun put down the zizi to wash his hands, "There are a lot of portions, I will go with you."

"alright."

The portion of dumplings is very large. The rest of the family can eat two or three meals. Old Uncle Yao’s family does not have a cook. Although some people in the village will invite him to eat at his own house on such festive festivals, he is old. Uncle Yao rarely agrees, unless someone marries his daughter-in-law to mourn his daughter, the old Uncle Yao will bring some gifts to the house to have a meal.

When the father and daughter came to Old Uncle Yao's house, they saw the old man still playing with the dried medicinal materials in the house. Hearing the voice, they turned their heads and saw Xu Jianjun and his daughter, with a loving smile on their faces.

"What's the matter with you two?" He said, looking at the cloth baggage they were carrying, "Send dumplings?"

"I know that you are too lazy to cook alone. Ningning will let me deliver it with her." Xu Jianjun opened the bag. Inside was a big bowl of dumplings, naturally stuffed with cabbage and pork. "Don't be busy. Eat while it's hot."

It seems that he is used to the behavior of the father and daughter. The old man didn’t say anything to refuse, he just looked at the two big bowls of dumplings in front of him, his beards were shaking with laughter, “I gave too much to my kitchen. I’m ready to make a meal, and I’m still willing to be busy every Chinese New Year, so don’t miss me."

The two of them also knew that the old uncle Yao was not short of money, but an elderly man who was also regarded as Xu Ning's enlightenment teacher in medicinal materials, she was naturally willing to take care of more.

"We don't administer medicine every day. Grandpa gives it to you every day. It's not a matter of shortcomings." Xu Ning said with a small face upwards and smiled: "It's all made by me. You can eat more."

"Okay, Ningning is good."

After freeing up the bowl, the father and daughter and the old man chatted here for a while, and after the old man had almost eaten them, the two got up and went home.

Naturally, their family is also anxious to go back to eat, but thinking about New Year's Eve, let the old man sit here to eat dumplings, it is unpleasant to think about it, and it will not last long to accompany him more.

Old Uncle Yao is not dull, on the contrary, he is very delicate in his heart, and he naturally knows the thoughts of Xu Jianjun and his daughter.

"Old lady, these are dumplings made by Ningning's child. You can try it too." He whispered to the empty house, knowing that people die like a lamp, but at least there is a thought in his heart. I'm having a good time, just thinking about my son, but if there is no news in these years, it is good news. He must be alive..."

After the New Year, many people in the village are ready to start killing pigs. In this era, only the village chief’s supply and marketing agency has a freezer. Private individuals can’t afford such high-end household appliances, but now they are large. In winter, there is a natural freezer outside, and a piece of pork can be frozen hard overnight.

The Chinese New Year is still more than a month away, and the rest of the New Year’s goods may be purchased later, but every household has started to purchase pork, and buy it back for filling sausages, making bacon and so on.

When the old lady saw this, she thought that she might as well kill a pig first, or the sausage would not catch up. If she didn't order this extra dish during the New Year, she always felt that something was missing.

After discussing with the daughter-in-law, everyone in the family agreed. The grandfather Jiang’s family next door also thought it was good. They said that after the killing, they asked their family to save some enema, and when the other pig was slaughtered at the end of the year, they would save it. The half fan will do.

In fact, Grandpa Jiang wants so much, he can't finish it, mainly as a gift.

The pigs slaughtered at home don't feel relieved.

On the third day of New Year’s Day, Xu Ning, who was not going to school, saw two men in the family, a middle-aged man and a young butcher in their village. The family situation can be said to be better than that of Xu Ning’s family. It’s this kind of livelihood, all year round to walk the streets and alleys to kill pigs. After some people slaughter the pigs, they will sell the remaining pork a bit cheaper. After all, there are now seven or eight households raising pigs in ten households in the countryside. , It’s not easy to sell in the village. No one has the time to walk the streets or go to the market to sell pork. Besides, selling to the father and son will not lose money.

"Oh, the pigs in my aunt's house are not small." The middle-aged man saw the two pigs in the pigpen and praised: "Looking at the size, the meat must be very good."

"Dashuanzi, really?" The old lady looked at these two pigs, but it was very important. After all, she fed them for a whole year.

"It's not so bad, I have killed pigs for 20 or 30 years, and I still have this kind of vision." Xu Baoshuan was telling the truth, "Which one will you kill?"

The old lady stood at the door of the pigpen, looking at the two pigs inside, she was also hesitating in her heart. After thinking for a while, she pointed to the pig inside and said: "Just that one, you kill the Chuan here. I am I can't hear them calling."

Xu Baoshuan knew it, and laughed: "Okay, you go back to the house. When I kill the pig, I will make the animal call twice, and the trick is neat."

Xu Ning didn't think there was anything. She stood in front of the hall and watched Xu Baoshuan and his son enter the pigpen to grab them, and then skillfully tied the pig's four hooves.

Xie Zheng also heard the movement at home, changed his clothes and followed him. Just stepping into the yard, he saw that his grandparents had already arrived.

Xu Jianjun found a large porcelain basin and placed it under the table, waiting to receive pig blood. Pigs are a good thing. Except for the stuff in the pig farm, there is almost no place to eat in their whole body. The pork blood stir-fried leek is also very good.

This Xu Baoshuan's technique was really neat. A pig-killing knife was cut directly on the neck of the big fat pig, and the pig's blood fell into the porcelain basin like a waterfall, and the pig was still grunting very hard at first. After the knife went down, there was no movement in a few seconds.

Xu Ning thought she might be scared before, but now she finds it strange and peaceful. Although she feels a bit pitiful, she prefers to eat pork.

After that, the pig skin was peeled off by Xu Bao within a few strokes, and the meat was finally deboned. In about an hour and a half, the pig became the previous pork.

The old lady came out when the big fat pig was silent, and stood with Gao Xiulan and talked.

"Auntie, how many do you plan to keep?"

"I and your Uncle Jiang family are divided into half fans. Take the pig's head away. My family is too lazy to clean up. Keep the pig's trotter for Jianjun's wife. I won't keep the pig into the water. You can sell it. "The old lady had thought about it before, "I will separate pigskin from your Uncle Jiang's house, too. At the end of the year, I will cook a pigskin and eat it frozen."

"Good." Xu Baoshuan greeted his son. The two weighed the remaining pork. The weight of the whole pig was close to two hundred and forty. Excluding those pigs into the water, the two families left almost 100 catties. The more than 110 catties of meat was sold to Xu Baoshuan, and the price they gave him and his son was quite reasonable.

However, Xu Ning is very dissatisfied with the price. You must know that her pigs eat differently from others. In the second half of the year, the two pigs eat basically in the space. The taste of the pork depends on the chopping board. You can know the meat quality.

It's a pity that she is a child. If she opens her mouth and tells them to increase the price, she would definitely be unhappy in her heart.

Besides, the current pork is at this price. Even if it is delicious, the price is too high. You have to see whether the people in all four villages can afford it. The highest standard of living in rural areas is to save money. It depends on every year. In the fruit harvest season, the defective fruits are still sold very well, they are cheap.

The old lady and Xu Jianjun probably mean the same thing, so they didn't raise the price. Regardless of the Xu Ning space, the price given by Xu Baoshuan is already very fair.

In the end, half a fan of pigs sold for seventy yuan, and Xu Baoshuan gave an average of five cents per catty of pork, and the remaining pig heads and pig dumplings also looked like a whole number.

Xu Ning looked at the pile of pork calmly. For seventy yuan, he can only buy a few catties in later generations, but here it is more than one hundred catties.

After killing the pigs, Xu Baoshuan and his son packed up and prepared to leave.

The old lady said, "Suanzi won't have a meal at home?"

"Don't bother my aunt. There are two more to kill in the morning. From the middle of last month to the end of the year, I don't think there is much free time."

The old lady did not force her to stay, but when she sent them out of the house, she told them: "Chuanzi, the pork at my aunt's house is different from other houses. Inform."

When Xu Baoshuan's son heard it, he laughed happily, "Grandma Xu, don't worry, you are so boasting about your pig, we must save some."

"That's good."

The old lady didn't care whether their father and son stayed true or false, anyway, she had already said that it was her business whether to do it or not.

After returning, the old lady asked Xu Jianjun to divide the pork, then weighed it, and simply sold it to Grandpa Jiang at the price of the piggy. The old man did not bargain and accepted it with a smile.

"It's cheaper by 30 cents this time." The old man looked at the pork in front of him, happily not seeing his teeth. Now these days, if there is pork on the dinner table, it is a fairy day.

"Our two families don't care about this. You go back and taste it. You think it's good. Let's keep this new year in the circle and not sell it." I haven't eaten it yet, and the old lady also knows that this pork must taste better than others. In the past six months, everyone in the family has been taken aback by the food in the granddaughter's space. Xu Jianjun often says that the food in the cafeteria is getting worse and worse.

Gao Xiulan smiled and said: "How can you eat it, a pig is more than 200 catties, and a family is more than 100. If you can't finish it, it will be broken. It is a pity that all bacon is made into bacon. Lao Jiang thinks it is not as good as fresh pork. eat."

"That's a lot of money." The old lady muttered, "I think I'm content with the flesh."

"It's not so bad." Gao Xiulan said in agreement: "But it's okay to separate. At the end of the year, Lao Jiang will send some pork to people he knows, and there is no other New Year gifts. Our conditions are just like this, too expensive. rise."

The two old ladies talked about it for a long time, and they just left at noon. Although the old lady also left the Jiang family to eat pig vegetables at home, the old couple was busy going back to pick up the pork, probably until the evening.

"Xiaozheng, you can eat here."

Xie Zheng did not refuse, but nodded in agreement.

At noon, Xu Ning made a chaotic stew with cabbage, radish, large slices of pork belly, and pork leg bones.

At the dinner table, a person was holding a bowl, sweating, and screaming for fun.

"Grandma's pork is indeed different from the one I bought." Xie Zheng felt it when he took the first bite. There was almost no fishy smell in this pork, but the pork was delicious and chewy, and the soup was delicious and mellow. Needless to say, the bone marrow in the pork leg bones allows him to eat the marrow and know the taste. If it is braised with vermicelli and fern root, the taste will be more perfect.

The Xu family also found out, "Well, you don't know how delicate grandma is serving these two pigs."

Xie Zheng nodded, this is true, the food is fine, and the pigsty is often cleaned up, and even in the summer, I also try to bathe the pigs. Pigs in other people's homes don't have this treatment.

In summer, the temperature is high, and the soil is the easiest time to ferment, but the Xu family has two pigs, but there is no pungent smell. Think about other pigs, you don’t need to enter the door, even if you walk through the wall, you can smoke people. Dizzy.

It is precisely because of this that his grandmother does not like raising pigs, which are too dirty.

On the first day of school, Xu Ning put two catties of pork in his schoolbag and gave it to Zhang Meng when he came to school.

"My family killed a pig during New Year's Day and I will bring you some home to eat."

Zhang Meng was really dumbfounded when he saw the pork in his hand.

She's seen the farewell person, but has she seen the classmate's pork? And it's still in school.

"You often give me things, and I don't have anything to give you." Holding the pork, Zhang Meng knew that even if he returned it to Xu Ning, Xu Ning would change his way to let him take care of him, so he didn't pretend to be a part of it.

"I didn't let you give me a gift again." Xu Ning glanced at her.

"But I always take your things, I feel bad about it." She bit her lip for a while and said, "Why don't I make you two pairs of cotton shoes, okay?"

"Okay." Xu Ning nodded. They are now almost wearing cotton shoes made by family members. They are comfortable to absorb sweat and keep warm. They are much better than the cotton shoes sold outside, but there are also classmates who like fashion. I don't like to wear cotton shoes made by myself, and most of them have chilblains on my feet in winter. This is self-inflicted.

Since singing at the New Year’s Day party and receiving rewards, Xu Ning has become more well-known in the school, especially when the class is over, the students passing by the classroom almost climb up geometrically, many of them come pretending to look casually. Among Xu Ning's, men account for 90% of them.

She is beautiful and talented, and she is also very good at studying now. This kind of girl is particularly eye-catching wherever she is placed.

In contrast, the number of girls who can't understand or even say that they hate Xu Ning is constantly increasing.

However, this situation would not allow Xu Ning to have any mood swings. Whether before or after, the relationship between her and Zhang Meng is still very good, but Lu Xiaodie was added in the middle.

Because Lu Xiaodie has a pleasant personality and doesn't like to form clans, Xu Ning and Zhang Meng get along well with her.

After school in the evening, Zhang Meng returned home and took out the pork from his schoolbag and handed it to Zhang Ma.

Mother Zhang glanced at the girl, "Where did it come from?"

There are two or three catties of meat, which is about two yuan. My daughters don't have that much money in their hands. It would be nice to have a three or two cents.

"Xu Ning killed the pig at home and brought it to my school in the morning." Zhang Mengsheng was afraid that his mother would arrive at her in the new year, so he hurriedly continued: "She was brought to school. I couldn't refuse it, so I accepted it. I told Xu Ning to make two pairs of cotton shoes for her this year."

Originally Zhang's mother really wanted to reprimand her daughter, but when she heard the last sentence, she felt a little better in her heart.

"I will help you to do this when you are on holiday. This kind of thing is for you to come and go. If people treat you well, you must also think about giving back to them. You can't make people feel hot, and you can't think that other people give you something. Of course." Looking at the pork in his hand, thinking about buying less during Chinese New Year this year, "That's a sincere child, so please play with others."

"Don't worry, mother, I know." Zhang Meng saw that his mother didn't scold her, and a smile appeared on his face. "Xu Ning said her meat tastes very good. Let's make something tonight?"

"What anxious, I'm ready for dinner, wait for the Chinese New Year, save to make dumplings." Mom Zhang breaded a layer of plastic bag outside, carried it to the yard, and stuffed it into a net bag hanging by the wall.

After dinner in the evening, Zhang Meng went back to her room to do homework, while Zhang's mother was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in her room.

She was thinking that there used to be a piece of fresh and tender fabric at home. To make cotton shoes for Xu Ning, she had to find a piece of fresh design, little girl.

"What are you tossing about?" Dad Zhang walked back from the outside, and looked at his wife's whole body and leaned into the closet at home, just a big **** dangling outside.

Madam Zhang straightened up and looked at her husband. "Mengmeng’s classmate Xu Ning gave us two catties of succulents. Our girl feels sorry, saying that she made two pairs of cotton shoes for her. I remember I bought some satin pink material before. , I can't find it anymore."

After finishing speaking, he plunged into the closet again and leaped up.

Dad Zhang didn’t say anything. This year’s meat is a good thing, and I’ve seen it once in two families. People saw that they gave such a big piece of meat directly to their daughters, not to mention that they gave other good things before. , It’s okay to make two pairs of shoes, it’s nothing more than a little effort.

In winter, there is more time.

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