Moving from the city to the countryside

The so-called uncle and aunt incident came and went quickly.

Zhu Wenxuan originally thought that since the two returned without success, and Yang Suzhen smacked her mouth, she would have to come back and make a fuss again.

As a result, he was at home, waiting while preparing the things for killing pigs, and he never waited for anyone to come.

However, one day the uncle happily came to tell him, "Xiao Guo is really good." Dare to come again.

When Guo Jianjun proposed marriage back then, the uncle even used the broom. When he got married, he might not be very satisfied with Guo Jianjun, but this time he directly praised Guo Jianjun, saying "Xiao Guo is really good", which shows that Guo Jianjun has performed really well.

I just don't know where my uncle knew about this matter. According to Guo Jianjun's personality and style of doing things, it is impossible for others to know about this kind of thing.

(Uncle Zhu: Actually, I went secretly to trouble Li Keqing, but when I arrived, I found out that Li Keqing’s house had been spattered with dog blood. Of course, it was a young man who did it, but he saw Guo Jianjun’s BMW around the corner!)

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, as soon as the alarm clock rang at 04:30 in the morning, Zhu Wenxuan turned over and got up.

Guo Jianjun opened his eyes in a daze and asked, "Is it time?"

"Well, it's still early, you should sleep a little longer." Zhu Wenxuan bowed his head and kissed him, then hopped on his slippers and pulled up his pants.

Wang Dong kept clamoring that he would come to the house to play during the slaughter of pigs, so he called Wang Dong on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, and Wang Dong rushed over after midnight last night.

Guo Jianjun drove to the station to pick up the people, and after receiving them, he sent them directly to the new house to live in.

He looked at the time too late, thinking that Guo Jianjun would not come back to sleep, but he woke up once in the middle of the night and found himself nestled in Guo Jianjun's arms.

Guo Jianjun sat up, yawned while getting his clothes on, and said, "I'm not going to sleep, I'll go and pick up Wang Dong, he said yesterday that he has never seen a slaughtered pig in his life, so he must experience the whole process this time. .”

Zhu Wenxuan said with a smile: "He is angry about getting up, you go be careful if he kicks you."

Guo Jianjun sneered disapprovingly and said, "He dares, Brother Qi didn't come this time, if he messes up again, I'll take care of him."

Zhu Wenxuan said helplessly: "He is my teacher after all. In ancient times, he was a father for life. In ancient times, it was also important to marry a chicken and follow the chicken. Marry a dog and follow the dog. If you marry me, you have to be with me." Do you know that you regard him as your father?"

Guo Jianjun was overjoyed, he hugged him from behind and teased him, "Then husband give my wife a good morning kiss."

Zhu Wenxuan struggled hard, laughed loudly and said: "In ancient times, there was no good morning kiss."

The two quarreled like this for a while, but all the sleepy bugs were driven away.

Grandma Zhu heard his hearty laughter from the next door, and her clumsy body, which had to be padded coat, jacket, gown, and overcoat when she got up early in the morning, became a little lighter.The grandson stays at home, and he can still be so heartless and happy all day long. The shackles of more than ten years have been swept away. She feels in her heart that such a life is the most enjoyable life, not to mention, now she There is also a grandson who is filial to the director.

After simply washing his face, Guo Jianjun drove away.

Zhu Wenxuan cut two apples, put incense on them, lit them and placed them in the four corners of the main room, and made a simple worship, wishing the family safety and success.I don't know who passed this custom down. He guessed it might be for today's murder.

The time for slaughtering pigs is set at five o'clock in the morning. Uncle Zhu said yesterday that he would go to the big stove early this morning to help boil the water, and he didn't dare to delay. Rushed to Dazao.

Dazao was jointly built by several of their families last year.

Nowadays, people in the village pay attention to the cleanliness of their homes, so they don't build stoves at home.

Moreover, more and more people use electric stoves and battery stoves, and the functions of large stoves are simplified. Instead of taking up space and building a useless large stove at home, it is better for everyone to jointly build one outside. Anyway, pigs are killed every year. It's time to burn a large pot of water to scald the pig hair.

The joint venture between Zhu's family and Bie's family is located behind a family's house by the side of the ditch. It is close to the side of the ditch, and it is easy to drain away the sewage.

When Zhu Wenxuan arrived, Uncle Zhu's pot of water was already steaming, so it was obvious that he had been here for a long time.

He hurried over and asked, "Uncle, didn't you say that pigs are slaughtered at five o'clock?" Why is it so early! (￣△￣;)

Uncle Zhu pulled him to squat by the stove to warm up the fire, added roots and said: "Boss Feng (pig butcher) called me just now, and said that after killing Zhang Biguo, he will come to your house. If the water is not boiled sooner, It will be too late to start killing and then burning. They have to kill more than a dozen people every day, and all of them are asked to prepare hot water in advance.

Zhu Wenxuan stuck out his tongue. He hadn't been at home for many years, so he didn't know much about it.

When I was young, I helped adults run back and forth every year, but he was still young at that time, and no one would teach him these things.

Feeling sorry for being late, he actively helped to add materials.

Uncle Zhu stopped him: "Enough is enough, the fire is too big and the water will boil dry after a while. If it is burning like this, it will be just right when they kill the pig and pull it over. You might as well go home and wait. They are coming soon. Remember to spread out for everyone." Smoke."

Zhu Wenxuan got up resentfully, patted his buttocks and ran away laughing, "Then uncle, I'll come back later."

As soon as I went back, several pig butchers came driving tricycles.

Grandma Zhu called him in the yard, and while answering, he dug out Guo Jianjun’s cigarettes from the drawer. When he went out, several pig butchers were smoking cigarettes in their mouths. Dong has come back and is standing in the yard talking with the pig butchers.

After saying hello to Boss Feng and the others, he walked up to Wang Dong and asked, "Is it cold? Do you want to wear another coat?"

Wang Dong sniffed, with a nasal sound: "Forget it, I will help you later, so you won't be cold when you move."

Over there, Boss Feng called everyone into the pigsty to drag the pigs out before he finished smoking a cigarette.

Seeing that Guo Jianjun wanted to move forward, Zhu Wenxuan went back to the room and found a big old clothes and handed it to him, "Put it on, don't get your clothes dirty."

Guo Jianjun put it on, and together with several butchers, dragged the pig out of the pigsty.

Immediately there was a scream of pigs, which was often heard during this period, in the courtyard of Zhu's house, full of energy and ear-piercing.

Wang Dong frowned, but his eyes stared at the extremely fat pig, thinking that Qi Zhongguo must have never seen it before.

(Qi Zhongguo: My wife uses "fat" to describe pigs so cute, hehe...)

Zhu Wenxuan asked loudly into his ear: "Do you want to go into the house and hide?"

Wang Dong squinted and said, "Don't hide, I'm here to see it." He thought for a while while no one was paying attention, secretly took a picture and saved it, and showed it to Qi Zhongguo when he went back.

Well, I hope you can not change your face after reading it.

Zhu Wenxuan ignored him, and went to the kitchen to bring out the prepared pot. The big fat pig was pressed on the bench, and Boss Feng asked him to put the pot under the pig's head.

As soon as he put it down, Boss Feng raised his hand and stabbed the knife into the pig's neck. The blood was soaring in an instant, and soon filled most of the basin.

After the blood was drained, the pig was overturned to the ground, and several people went back to the pigsty and dragged the other end out.

This pig was stronger than the previous one, and struggled for a long time before being pushed onto the bench.

The same white knives went in and the red knives went out, filling most of the pot with pig's blood.

Wang Dong looked over his head curiously and asked, "Maoxuewang is made of this stuff?"

Zhu Wenxuan hesitated for a moment, nodded and replied: "Yes, but fresh pig blood, we all eat cold salad, roll it in boiling water, scoop it up tenderly, put green onion, ginger and vinegar and eat it."

Wang Dong touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry."

Zhu Wenxuan couldn't laugh or cry and said: "I even cooked porridge for you, go and eat some when you're hungry."

Wang Dong asked, "What about you? What's for breakfast?"

Zhu Wenxuan said: "I'll kill the pig in a while, get some fresh meat back, and make a meal to eat with Uncle Feng and the others."

Boss Feng over there heard this and said: "Wenxuan, you cook for yourself. We have lined up with six families in the morning. We will have breakfast and lunch together at that time. Whoever kills them will eat."

Zhu Wenxuan said: "How can this work?" Then everyone came to politely, and finally followed Mr. Feng's wishes. It is true that their business is too busy.

Guo Jianjun came over and whispered, "It's okay, I'll pack cigarettes for them one by one."

Zhu Wenxuan knew that his cigarettes were all good ones, and it was a good idea to give them away, so he nodded in response.

On Mrs. Feng’s side, before inflating the pigs, at Grandma Zhu’s request, they lifted the pigs onto the scale.

He praised: "Auntie, your pigs are fed really well. There are very few pigs over [-] this year."

Grandma Zhu was very happy, and while watching them work, she told them about feeding pigs.

Boss Feng inserted the trachea into the pig's feet, and the air gun quickly inflated the big fat pig into a round shape, and then was lifted onto a tricycle, and pulled to the side of the ditch.

Scalding the pig hair, hanging it to the feet, breaking the stomach at the beginning... These pig butchers are all veterans for more than ten years, and they are very proficient.

Zhu Wenxuan was busy, and when the meat began to be cut, he took a clean dustpan and filled it with Guo Jianjun and poured it into the back of the tricycle.When I washed the jar two days ago, the back was also washed, and a thick plastic tarpaulin was wrapped inside.

The two big fat pigs were all brought home at almost nine o'clock.

Zhu Wenxuan cut some pork liver and lean meat, and quickly cooked.

He bought the vegetables for the slaughtered pigs yesterday, and some of them were bought by Uncle Zhu's family the day before butchered the pigs, such as celery or something.

Pork blood cold salad, pork liver fried with celery, lean meat fried on a plate, and some of the leftovers boiled in smooth broth.

It is always easy to get greasy when eating pigs. He even pulled out the radish and boiled a piece of bone to stew it into soup.

The radish in winter, because of the frost, tastes sweet, and with fresh bone soup, it has a strong fragrance. It is simply the best choice among a table of meat dishes.

Breakfast was just enough. After the family finished eating, they began to pack the pork that had been brought back.

Every household in Hanyuan basically fry pork and store it in jars, which can be stored for a year or even longer.This is a well-known specialty in the local area, called Tantan Meat.

Many places in other places like to hang bacon, but Hanyuan is not the case. Hanyuan is a fat pig that grew up eating grass. Although it is big, the meat is firm and lean. .

Before frying the altar meat, the meat should be marinated with salt first, then cut into cubes with a length and width of [-] centimeters, and then put the meat in a dustpan to be fried after checking that there are no pig hairs left.

There is no big stove in the house. When people fry meat, they use tin buckets to make a simple stove.Put a large iron pan on top, cook out half of the pot of lard, remove the oil residue, and then put the pieces of meat to be fried into the pot one by one.

From now on, it will take about an hour until it is cooked and cooked.The heat during this period is very important. If the fire is too low, it will be fried into soft meat, which will not be shaped when sliced; When you take it out and eat it, you can't chew it at all.

In the Zhu family, only Grandma Zhu was good at lighting fires, so Zhu Wenxuan, Guo Jianjun, and Wang Dong followed Uncle Zhu to cut meat and clip hair, while Aunt Zhu was on the side, helping occasionally and watching Zhang Xinyang by the way.

After the little guy entered the twelfth lunar month, the food was also forced to become a lot greasy. The little guy's face continued to grow flesh, and he seemed to have a double chin.When Guo Jianjun hugged him, he would keep scratching his chin with his fingers.The little guy really likes this game, whenever Guo Jianjun forgets, he can still raise his head to signal Guo Jianjun to play with him.

Zhu Wenxuan couldn't stop enjoying watching it, and once said to his aunt sourly: "Does it seem like you are teasing a puppy?"

As a result, Aunt Zhu gave him a supercilious look.

Zhu's two big fat pigs, except for some hanging bacon, which was brought home by Wang Dong who wanted to eat bacon, the rest were all fried, even the bones were fried and put into the jar.

On the way, Grandma Zhu buried a few potatoes and sweet potatoes under the ashes of the burnt wood. At first Wang Dong saw that they were black, and he couldn't bear to look directly at them and couldn't speak. However, after Zhu Wenxuan knocked the black ashes outside, He peeled off the skin, revealing the golden yellow steaming potato flesh, and he immediately snatched it politely.

Zhu Wenxuan also served him a plate of sea pepper noodles, which can be dipped and eaten.

Mr. Wang, who has never eaten this kind of potato in his life, unfortunately missed dinner that day for no other reason. He was full and his stomach was bloated.

When Zhu's family had dinner, he sat on the sidelines and complained endlessly, and finally ran out to call Qi Zhongguo.Zhu Wenxuan secretly went out to listen to a few words, and came back smiling crookedly on Guo Jianjun and said: "Ms. Wang is acting like a baby, but I was scolded so badly by Brother Qi. I heard it from behind~(≧▽≦)/~"

Guo Jianjun pinched his earlobe, and stretched the chopsticks in his hand towards the crystal clear fried fat on the table...