The Story of Qingfeng Village

Chapter 14: Qingfeng Village in Memories [-]
Liu Jianguo: "What about uncle? Did you go to work so early?"

Li Ying: "There's not much work to do in the slack season right now. We'll only be busy when the spring begins. Now it's the end of the new year. This is the only time we can take a good rest and prepare for the New Year.

My dad must have gone to hire a pig butcher.

Here, if someone is hired to butcher a pig, he has to take care of two meals, and then give him a piece of meat, which is regarded as his wages. This has always been the rule. "

"Oh……"

Liu Jianguo found life in the countryside very interesting.

Not long after, grandpa came back, followed by Li Fuming and a middle-aged man who was carrying a wooden box.

Li Ying said that inside the wooden box were his tools for killing pigs.

Mother Li greeted: "Come and have breakfast."

The pig butcher said: "Oh, sister-in-law, I told you not to come and make trouble if you have distinguished guests. I came over after dinner at home, but Brother Fumin insisted on coming to invite you again. I'm so embarrassed."

Li Fumin: "What's the matter with embarrassment? We all follow the rules. Don't you necessarily break the rules when you come to my place? Come and sit until you eat. You're welcome, we're all family."

The surnames Li and Wang in Qingfeng Village are common surnames, and most of them are relatives. This pig butcher is also surnamed Li, named Li Fugui, and he is Li Fumin's next-door brother according to his seniority.

Two large plates of barley cakes were served on the table, along with two bowls of dried salted vegetables and a large pot of sweet potato porridge.

Xilihulu was wiped out by everyone.

While washing the dishes, Li Ying said, "Do you know why it is so rare to fry the cakes at home? There is a saying in the countryside that eat thin and not dry, dry food will cost more food and oil.

Porridge, salt and vegetables are usually enough, but today there are more wheat cakes, and there is no leftover porridge.

According to this way of eating, two more plates of Maibaba can be eaten. "

Liu Jianguo gained knowledge again.

He never thought of being fussy about food and budgeting carefully.

Since he was a child, he has never had to worry about eating. Whether his father cooks for himself or the father and father eat in the cafeteria, they always eat openly.

The meal tickets at home are all in the drawer, and Liu Jianguo can take as much as he wants. In the morning, two big steamed buns are sandwiched with shredded potatoes and radish, and a bowl of porridge after the meal; sometimes stuffed buns, sometimes deep-fried dough sticks Add soy milk...

Life in the countryside is really...

Liu Jianguo made up his mind once again while feeling emotional that he must let Li Ying live a good life in the future.

After eating and cleaning up, the fog is gradually dissipating, and the pig slaughter is about to start.

Grandpa took a hoe and dug a stove pit outside the yard.

Li Fumin took an old pot out of the thatched hut and put it on the pit.This pot was bigger than the one on the stove where the pig food was cooked.

"Qiangzi, boil the water, Yingzi, hold the firewood and boil the water. Damn baby, take out that bamboo mat over there and spread it..."

Li Fumin directed everyone like a commander.

"Okay."

Li Ying's two siblings happily agreed.

Get busy.

Seeing that Li Qiang was going to fetch water from the well, Liu Jianguo hurriedly followed him, "Brother Qiang, let me fetch water for you, let me have a try."

Li Qiang: "Okay. Then try it! Brother Jianguo, you come and fight, and I'll get a bucket to fill the water."

The well was very deep, and Liu Jianguo probed his head and saw a clear spring below, and his own shadow was wandering in it.

Liu Jianguo took a closer look at the wooden bucket. There was a hemp rope tied to the handle of the bucket, and one end of the hemp rope was inserted into the hole in the bamboo pole, and it was tightly tied.

Just put the bucket and bamboo pole into the well, then pull the bamboo pole up, and the water will come up.

It's not easy.

Liu Jianguo grabbed the bamboo pole and threw the bucket into the well.

When he grabbed the bamboo pole and lifted the bucket up, there was not a drop of water in it.

Li Ying stood beside the firewood and laughed.

"If a bucket floats on the water, it will never hit the water, you have to sink the bucket under the water.

This is very particular, one is to shake the barrel and the other is to use a bamboo pole to make the barrel sink. "

Liu Jianguo followed what she said.

Dangle the bamboo pole back and forth.

I saw the bucket spinning on the surface of the water without sinking.

Tried several times, it's like this.

The sweat was all coming out, and there was no water.

Li Ying laughed even harder when she saw it.

Ms. Li: "My sister's smiles are so silly. People in the city can turn on the tap and there will be water. I have seen this kind of formation there, so I don't want to light the fire... After the founding of the People's Republic of China, people who do big things, these rough hands and clumsy It doesn't matter if you don't know about the little things about your feet... Let Qiang Wazi do it..."

Li Ying winked mischievously at Liu Jianguo, look, the mother-in-law has favored the son-in-law.

Li Qiang came over with a tin bucket to make a rescue, "Brother Jianguo, let me demonstrate to you first."

After taking the bamboo pole, shake it three times and twice, and the bucket will sink, and then lift the bamboo pole up, and a bucket full of water will come up.

Li Qiang poured water into the tin bucket and handed the wooden bucket to Liu Jianguo, "Brother Jianguo, do you understand? I'll pour the water into the pot, and you continue beating."

Following Li Qiang's example, Liu Jianguo put the bucket into the well and dangled it around.

But it just doesn't sink to the bottom.

Why is it so easy for Li Qiang to do it, but it can't work for him?
Seeing that Li Qiang had already poured the water from the tin bucket into the cauldron, he was walking back.

Liu Jianguo gritted his teeth and pushed the bucket down with a bamboo pole.

This time it succeeded, the bucket sank, and half a bucket of water was brought up in a panic.

Li Qiang: "It's not bad. It's good for the first time. Play a few more times and you'll be full. Keep going."

Liu Jianguo was also drunk after being praised by a brat.

Today he competed with the bucket, and he will not give up until he learns.

Gradually mastered the trick, after the water in the pot was filled, Liu Jianguo didn't stop, filling the water tank before giving up.

Here Li Ying was busy lighting the fire, the cauldron was already steaming, a bamboo mat was laid out next to it, and Grandpa brought a long long stool over and placed it beside the bamboo mat.

Li Fumin: "Brother Fugui, you can go lead the pig now."

Li Fugui took a hemp rope and walked towards the pigsty.

I don't know when a group of children followed behind. It was the dolls from the village who came to watch the fun.

"Secretary Li, Uncle Fumin...do you want us to help?"

The dolls yelled at Li Fumin.

Li Fumin: "Go to the intersection over there and watch it, don't let the pig run away. If it runs away, it won't be a tooth sacrifice tomorrow."

"okay."

A few children ran out of the yard and stood at the intersection holding bamboo poles and waiting in full force.

Liu Jianguo followed suit, thinking: Is this necessary?
Isn't it just to kill a pig?
Why do you look like you are facing an enemy?

Have you never seen a pig slaughtered or eaten pork?
The pig butcher here has not yet entered the pigsty, and the big fat pig seemed to feel that the end was coming, walking around in the pigsty restlessly, making low growls, scaring the little pigs She shrank in the other corner of the pigsty and dared not move.

(End of this chapter)