Portable space

Although the house on the opposite side has been tidied up, Cai Xiaomei was not allowed to live there. One is that she is not reassuring by herself, and the other is that it is too deserted to be alone there, so she lives in the north wing with Fan Mingxing. The house like water is opposite the door.

After the seventh day and the eighth day of the lunar new year, the taste of Laba gradually came over. People had more smiles on their faces, and they completely put down the work at hand. After a year of busy work, it was time to rest. The village is gone, no matter how they are doing outside, in short, everyone in the village is smiling.

The Chinese New Year in the city has now become a formality, the New Year is nothing, it is just a festival of big consumption.The taste of the New Year in the village has gradually faded over the years. In the past, people were poor, and they were reluctant to eat and wear clothes. They all hoped that they could eat good food and wear new clothes after the New Year. .These years, even in this kind of small mountain village, there is no shortage of food and clothing. It’s just a matter of old and new. I can usually eat a few meals of meat when I grit my teeth, so I don’t have as much anticipation for the New Year as before. .But even so, the flavor of the New Year in the countryside is many times stronger than that in the city.

There is no school in the village, and the children who go to school in the big villages outside also go home on vacation. Suddenly, I feel that there are more children in the village, and it is no longer the world of little kids like Yaya who have not yet gone to school. Half-grown boys filled every corner of the village.Also began to hear the sound of some firecrackers sporadically.

On the morning of the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the old village chief announced on the loudspeaker: "Villagers pay attention, today my family is slaughtering pigs. If anyone wants big meat, come and get it with a basin."

However, Zhang Taiping knew that it was time to kill pigs for the new year. Someone in the village raised pigs. If they didn’t want to sell them to traders outside, they would have to wait until the end of the year to slaughter them in the village. People in the village didn’t have to go outside to sell pork anymore. I left enough for my family and sold it in the village.This is also one of the preserved traditions that can reflect the flavor of the year.

At this time, the happiest thing for every family is the children. When they hear about which pigs are being killed, they will swarm to use that yard. They can not only watch the process of killing pigs, but also wait for their own adults to come to weigh the pork.

Zhang Taiping originally called Cai Yazhi and the others to weigh some pork for his family, and eat less for the time being, and it won't be too late when someone kills the pig again.Because of her voice, Cai Yazhi has low self-esteem and rarely interacts with people. She often stays alone at home doing housework or doing work in the orchard. Zhang Taiping didn't want her to be so self-contained, so he called her Go together and have more contact with the villagers.

When Fan Ming heard that a pig was going to be slaughtered, he also yelled to follow, so naturally, he also went with him.Cai Xiaomei was left alone in the room.

When we arrived at the village chief's house, a large group of people surrounded the yard. The knife was old man Qian. He often dealt with livestock, and he was good at slaughtering livestock.Thinking about it carefully, the old man Qian is still a versatile talent. He worked as a craftsman in his early years, and his carpentry skills are also very good. He has spent most of his life in the mountains and forests. He has a unique skill in hunting, and now he can play the role of a butcher.He usually looks like an ordinary old man, who would have thought that there are so many skills on his body.

When Zhang Taiping's family came, old man Qian was sharpening his knife. A sharp knife for slaughtering pigs was sharpened so brightly that he couldn't see it.Wang Gui was holding a basin beside him to fight.

After the knife was sharpened and the people were almost here, old man Qian shouted: "Go to the pig!"

The four strong laborers who had been preparing for a long time opened the fence of the pigsty and rushed into the pigsty. The pig may have felt the unusual atmosphere and jumped wildly in the pen, but it couldn't stand the crowd, so the good thing was carried by four people A pair came out, and the pig couldn't use its strength in the air, so it could only howl fiercely.

The four put the pig on the chopping board in the middle of the yard, held its head in the air and pressed its limbs tightly.Old man Qian skillfully stabbed the pig's neck that was still howling with a shining butcher's knife, the harsh sound stopped abruptly, and a series of gurgles, blood sprayed to Wang Guizao along the opening in the neck It has been connected to the basin below.

It seems that this knife is so simple that anyone can do it, but in fact it is not, there is knowledge in this knife.When going out, it must be accurate and fast, and the action must be completed before the pig reacts, and the strength must be well grasped.Otherwise, it will hurt other places except the artery, and learn to flow from the wound to the inner cavity, which will waste pig blood and cause inconvenience to the subsequent treatment; if the wound is small, the bloodletting is not in place, and it takes time. If it is too long, it is also possible that the bloodletting is not clean and the pig is not dead. When it is put into hot water to shed its hair, it jumps out of the boiling water again, and a group of people chases it all over the yard.So the seemingly simple knife is not something that everyone can do.

Zhang Taiping covered the little girl's eyes to prevent her from seeing this bloody process, which would leave a shadow in the child's heart.

After the blood was completely emptied, the four strong laborers lifted it up and threw it into a cauldron filled with hot water, scalded it once, and then scraped off the hair around it with a blade.The village head of this pig has been raising it since the beginning of spring this year. It is fed with grain or grass, and the people in the village are not aware of what kind of feed it is, so this pig is really full of solid meat. The hair is gone and the whole body is white.

After rinsing it with water twice, and carrying it to the chopping board, old man Qian began to disembowel him.First, the internal organs were taken out and placed in special basins, and then the knives were flying up and down, and the reflection of the shining knives was so dazzling that people really couldn't open their eyes.The whole pig skin was peeled cleanly and neatly, revealing the red and white meat inside.Thinking about the delicious pork they would be able to eat after returning home, a group of half-children couldn't help but look at the meat under Old Man Qian's knife.

Old man Qian pointed four fingers at the village head, and the village head immediately burst into laughter. The older generation has their own way of judging the quality of pork. This method of measuring the thickness of pig fat by fingering is a method used by rural cooperatives in the past. The most commonly used method in .After five fingers is the best, but there are very few pork of this level, followed by four fingers. Now most of the pork fed with feed can reach two fingers.

The women who ran the house each took a basin, and first went to Wang Gui to register and asked for a few catties.The price in the village is [-] cents to [-] yuan cheaper than that sold outside, but it is also more cost-effective than selling pigs to pig dealers.

Zhang Taiping's family asked for five catties of rump meat, which is considered the best meat on the pig.Old man Qian quickly waved his knife and divided the pork into the catties that the villagers wanted, and there was not much difference.Everyone, you two catties, I three catties, and soon after buying a pig, there is only one hind leg and pig brains and other offal. The village chief kept this hind leg for his family to eat.There are still many people who have not bought it, but they are not in a hurry. It is estimated that someone will continue to slaughter pigs tomorrow.Someone wanted to slaughter it a long time ago, but the village head's family has not slaughtered it yet, and other people can't slaughter it. You can't do things on the kang across the stove. Now that the village head's family has slaughtered it, other people can also slaughter it.

Killing the New Year's Pig is considered a festive event, and the village chief's family must have a dinner today.But it is certainly not possible to invite all the people in the village, as that would not be enough to feed a whole pig, just invite some people with prestige or closeness to each other.Zhang Taiping was left behind, Cai Yazhi was called by the old aunt to help in the kitchen, and the old village head also kept Fan Ming and Xing Rushui, because they were also guests of the village and were going to a banquet.It's just that Fan Ming was terrified at the thought of sitting at the same table with a group of old men and drinking with a big bowl, so he quickly dragged Xing Rushui and followed Cai Yazhi to help in the kitchen.

Today's main course is some offal from the pig that was killed just now.

Stir-fried pig ears, fatty intestines, steamed pig tails, each one is eaten quickly.After the wine was finished, old man Qian ran back to bring a jar of good wine that had been hidden for several years under the coaxing of the village chief and other old men, and they let him go.In the end, there was another braised pork ribs served, and everyone who ate it was full of praise. Zhang Taiping didn’t need to think about it to know that it was made by someone like water. If you ask her to make braised radish and cabbage vermicelli with big meat, it’s okay for people in the village. This is really good. Not coming.

It wasn't until the afternoon that they left cheerfully and drunkenly one by one, and Zhang Taiping and his party of five people also headed home.The savings on the road have melted away, and only snow remains in the shade of the mountains and in places where the sun is hardly seen all day.

Fan Ming opened his arms and said, "Life here is really good. The mountains are nice and the people are nice. I really want to live here forever."

The others just smiled and said nothing, Xiao Yaya said, "Then you will live in our house forever." Children are always so generous and loyal.

"Don't you find your aunt annoying?" Fan Ming asked the little girl.

"I don't think so." The little girl waved her hands imposingly, imitating the lyrics she learned on TV recently and said, "The door of my house is always open, so I can stay as long as I want."

Back home, Cai Xiaomei had already made some food for herself. Children in the countryside have all had cooking experience, so I dare not say how delicious it is, but living alone at home will never starve to death.Now holding Zhang Taiping's computer and chatting with classmates on Penguin, Zhang Taiping glanced at the content of the chat, and was actually introducing the beautiful scenery of the mountain village to her classmates.I heard that my family is going to open a farmhouse, so I started to attract people here so early.