There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

After Mother Zhang delivered the meat, she just returned to the main room to discuss with his father how to distribute the wild pork besides the packaged dry goods tomorrow. Saw him come in and pulled him to sit down.

Xiao Wu, tell me how you arrange for such an old and succulent meat, and who you want to give it to. If there is too much, I will make bacon.

Zhang Guoqing looked at his father and saw that he had no objection, Mother, I deliberately chopped up two pig thighs, half a piece of pork and pork ribs and hung them under the eaves to drain, and packed them tomorrow morning. You keep half of the fan and put it at home to eat fresh, and give some to the elder sister and second sister, and the two sisters-in-law's family's share is not much. The rest will not be sold, and it will be supplemented by yourself, and the extra ribs will be stewed for yourself. Eat, the family should eat more. The stewed pork head meat is reserved for my dad to drink and eat. Dad, why don't we drink with uncle and uncle at night?

Forget it tonight. Let's drink first and eat at home. I'll have a drink with your uncle and the others tomorrow night. Let your elder brother send some meat to the county town for your sister tomorrow. Let your nephews taste the meat. The pork head is stewed slowly, The wild pork is rough, and it tastes delicious when stewed for a long time. Drink a little wine before going to bed and eat the meat, and you will be a god these days. After finishing speaking, Zhang Dae slammed his mouth, and he didn't even want to smoke dry tobacco.

Okay, I happened to bury a pheasant in the stove, and it will be eaten later. After Zhang Guoqing finished speaking, he looked at his mother, and his mother gave him a supercilious look.

Father Zhang saw their lawsuit from the corner of their eyes, and laughed when he saw it, Years ago, the captain asked you when you would come back, and it was only a few days ago. You should prepare. This year we will make more bacon for your mother. , making air-dried game. No matter what, you must fill up your mother's little treasure house. Let her sleep and wake up laughing in her dreams.

I planned to go up the mountain a few more times before the snow closed the mountain. This time I saw deer footprints, and there were quite a few. Halfway up the mountain to the dense forest in Linxian County, there is a small stream with footprints all over the side. Our place There are fewer people hunting, but I think there are quite a lot of hares and pheasants. I heard that there are not many big guys in Linxian County to hunt. The sons of Uncle Wang’s family even asked me to go into the deep mountains. , I have to go for a few more days.

Father Zhang nodded after hearing this. He doesn't need money and doesn't need to work hard. Father Zhang smelled the fragrance and asked Mother Zhang to go into the kitchen to see if it was ready.

Zhang's mother came out of the main room and went into the kitchen, and when she saw Xizi lighting the fire, she praised her very much. Everyone heard it, but they didn't know that this kid was waiting for his uncle's beggar chicken.

Mother Zhang picked up the fattest meat and put it in a bamboo basket. When the bamboo basket was full, she asked someone to help carry it outside and drain it. Then put two pig thighs in bamboo baskets, and carry the fan bones outside, which will be packed tomorrow morning.

In addition to the mother-in-law, there are three other families in the capital, and the more they have, the more they can share. A family of one hundred catties is worth twenty catties. She likes this mother-in-law very much, she has a straightforward personality and is warm to others. Besides, Xiao Wu honored her, and she doesn't regret it at all.

Zhang's mother went back to the kitchen and saw that only the elders were there, and the second's family probably got lazy again. Pointing to the two baskets of meat, pork ribs, and bones in the kitchen, he said to Huang Cuilan, We eat all of this here, and Xiao Wu said that we won't sell it. Let the boss send two knives of meat to your natal family tomorrow, and take some of those pork ribs too. By the way, ask him to give the two younger sisters meat and ribs too. When Chrysanthemum comes, let her send the same back.

Huang Cuilan held back her surprise, thought for a while and shook her head: You don't need to send it to my natal family, they are all from Xiaowu. Going to the forest is quite dangerous, the eldest sister and the second younger sister are just mothers. We don't need it.

It's okay, Xiaowu said, and the two sisters-in-law's family will also send some over. Let's go on. Xizi and the others have eaten so many good things from his grandfather, and it's nothing to eat two pieces of meat. After Zhang's mother finished speaking, she thought about it, and ran to the next door Look for bamboo baskets in the warehouse. The bamboo baskets in his house were all made by his father, and they came in all sizes. Bamboo baskets are more practical than wrapped leather.

Mother Zhang took back four small bamboo baskets, divided the meat and ribs, and put them outside. The cooking in the kitchen is very hot, and it is cold outside, so it will still be fresh tomorrow. Huang Cuilan and Huang moved all the rest to the cellar, saw that there was still a lot of meat, and secretly decided, except for the ribs and offal, they would come back tomorrow and cook all of them as bacon. It's the end of the year, and it's not a waste to give gifts in return. It takes a long time to eat just two pig heads and two elbows, and these ribs are placed with stewed potatoes, and they can be eaten until the end of the year.

Seeing that there were still four elbows left, he was cruel, and took out three more and put them in the big bamboo basket outside. Forget it, the three elbows were just divided among Jiaojiao's grandfather, uncle's family, and aunt. Uncle, who let him be in the Northwest.

Mother Zhang couldn't bear to look any further, although there were many things, but according to Xiaowu's division, there was no way to make bacon. There will be a shortage of meat in the busy spring next year, and now it is just about to be prepared. When the bacon is ready, it can be put in a small warehouse.

Xizi called Zhang Guoqing, and Zhang Guoqing checked that it was almost time, so he ran to the kitchen and used tongs to pick out a lump of mud to see if it really cracked.

Smiling at Xizi, The little ones are really familiar, I have a task for you, now! Immediately! Serve wine to your grandfather, your father, and your second uncle! Then come back quickly.

Xizi saluted him cheerfully: Of order, Chief, please wait a moment. I'll come as soon as I go. She ran to the main room with three bowls and set them up.

Father Zhang saw him running over, What are you doing, don't worry, be careful of falling.

My grandpa, my uncle gives the task and serves wine. I'll call my father and my second uncle.

Xizi ran around and returned to the kitchen. Zhang Guoqing had already cracked open the mud to reveal the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves. It was delicious. The pheasant belly was stuffed with mushrooms and bacon. The four plates were placed there without cutting them. He cut a plate and handed it to his sister-in-law, and asked her and the pig tail to bring it to the main room.

Xizi, I'll cut this plate up for you. You and your brothers and sisters will eat it together. You can take it to the main room and call them. After my uncle cuts it all up, drink malted milk and serve it with pheasant. How do you eat? Is it a good day?

Xizi gave a thumbs up, It's cool, it's so cool.

Zhang Guoqing watched him pick it up and ran away, and quickly called him, Let your grandma and your mother come over.

Zhang's mother heard his shout from a long distance, and went back to the kitchen with Huang Cuilan.

Seeing that his mother and sister-in-law had come back, Zhang Guoqing picked up two plates of chicken, Mother, sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, you all go to the small living room in the west wing, have a drink with my mother-in-law, and go. Remember to bring the bowl and chopsticks.

Mother Zhang and the two sister-in-laws laughed loudly, Okay, you go first, and we will prepare some meat.

Zhang Guoqing took two plates of chicken and ran into the room quickly. After thinking about it, he put it on the table in the back room. He took out the red wine that Jiaojiao had taken out before, put it on the table, and took another bottle of white wine. Looking at his mother and daughter curiously, he said: I'm happy today. Our man is drinking in the main room, and my mother and my mother and sister-in-law are drinking here. Have fun. Jiaojiao, I'll make you a cup of malted milk, Just watch the atmosphere and drink it. This is beggar chicken, I cut it open.

He quickly took out an opened can of malted milk essence in the cabinet, looked at how many more cans were in it, pointed to those cans, and laughed: Life is good, since my mother came, there are more and more in stock. , the supplies are getting more and more abundant.”

I made a cup of hot malted milk, picked it up and left, I want to make some malted milk for the little ones, so they can drink it with beggar chicken. My mother and the others are here. Looking at them Those who were already smiling, those who served plates, bowls, and chopsticks all came over together, Mother and sisters-in-law, come in quickly. The table is in the back room. You can play by yourself. I will go first.

Zhang Guoqing looked at Jiaojiao, she was pitifully looking at the table with green eyes, Jiaojiao, you can eat malted milk with pheasant.

After finishing speaking, he walked out quickly. He was afraid that he would soften his heart. It's not that he didn't want her to eat, the meat was too salty. With malted milk in hand, he took the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, and walked quickly to the main room. Seeing that his uncle really brought malted milk, the children yelled happily, which made him feel happy too, Little ones, wait, the brew will be ready soon, let you drink malted milk How about just chicken?

Father Zhang and the others watched, he was playing with the children, and they all watched happily.

It's ready, one cup per person, don't drink too much, or you'll make a joke out of bedwetting. This can of malted milk is in the care of brother Xizi, and you can ask him to drink it in the future. Xizi, take it back to the room after drinking, They want to drink it, one cup a day. Be careful, you need to ask an adult when making it, the boiling water is very hot. This is a task! After making it, Zhang Guoqing was still worried, and specifically told Xizi.

Xizi immediately stood up and saluted him, Obey, sir, the task must be completed.

Zhang Guoqing also solemnly handed over the jar to him, and the two of them had a good time playing. It made Father Zhang and the others laugh.

Father Zhang saw that they were having a good time, so Zhang Guoqing also sat down, took a sip of his drink, and said with a smile: Does your mother drink too? You won't let them drink white wine, it will be fun when they get drunk.

Zhang Guoqing picked up the bowl and touched the bowl with his eldest brother and second brother, I put red wine and white wine in the room and let them choose by themselves. Hehe, let me tell you secretly, if you drink the two bottles together, you will definitely get drunk.

You bad boy, what red wine, I thought you prepared fruit wine? the boss Zhang Guofu asked curiously. He didn't ask where the wine came from, he thought it was brought by his mother-in-law.

Zhang Guoqing said: Red wine is a reputation. Foreign women can drink it, and it can be sold at the Friendship Mall in the provincial capital. There is no fruit wine that tastes good. Later, if they are not used to drinking it, they will definitely serve fruit wine.

Zhang Guofu nodded, The candy that Xizi brought back last time was called Kerry. I tasted it. It's a good candy, but foreigners make it hard. It's strange for Xili. Foreigners' things are messy.

The second child, Zhang Guoqiang, shook his head and said with a smile: Brother, you forgot, it is called chocolate. There is also that kind of bread, which is long and good. I have eaten it and it is not as good as white flour steamed buns. I heard from Xizi that it is still eaten in foreign countries. Bread is called baguette. Why do you think this good bread has to be so long?

It was past 8 o'clock after drinking, and everyone broke up happily and went back to their rooms to rest.