My village can't be like this

Chapter 425 Huang Ming gets married
  Zhang An soaked the few stones he dug back in the river and let the water wash them away quietly for several days. Now they have been washed clean from top to bottom, leaving no trace of mud.

It just so happens that the two fish ponds at the front and back have now solidified and dried up, and water can be started to be poured into them.

So after Zhang An cleaned the pond, he put the five honeycomb rocks into the pond in the backyard.

I don't know why Zhang An always feels that these stones put together look like the skeleton of a big bird.

"Could this be the fossilized bones of some animal?"

Zhang An couldn't help but have such an idea pop up in his mind, and then shook his head and threw it away.

How could there be so many fossils? If this were true, when the expedition team was here a few years ago, they would have been discovered and dug up by others. How could it be his turn?

And even if this is really the fossil of some animal, now it can only be used as a rockery at home quietly.

Later, Zhang An took out the seven stone eggs and placed them all under the rock.

Don't tell me, it looks like a huge old hen has just laid an egg.

Things in the fish pond have come to an end. The fish larvae in the fish tank are still very small, and Zhang An has no intention of releasing them.

No matter what, it needs to be raised for a while, and we can talk about it later when it grows up.

Otherwise, if it is so small, if it is released and gets pecked by some bird, it will be worth the loss.

The days are flying by, and May is about to enter in a blink of an eye. Although summer has not yet entered, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

In the orchard on the back hill, the huge cherries on the cherry trees have already taken off their green coats and put on thin yellow shirts. When they take off their clothes, they put on bright red ones. robes, it means they are mature.

On the peach trees in the other half of the orchard, although the green-white peaches look unchanged, the fruits are getting bigger day by day.

I believe it won't take long for these cherries and peaches to mature.

The strawberries in the nest are growing much faster than last year.

Although they have not yet transformed into the attractive red lantern form, the gradually reddening tips of the strawberries can now be seen.

This year's strawberries bear fruit so early not only because spring started relatively early, but also because Zhang An sprinkled them with a lot of space spring water.

"Brother Anzi, are you up? Let's go for a walk. It's too early to go to my house together."

Early in the morning, Huang Ming had already rushed home to call for help.

His wedding day was set early, on May Day.

Today is the last day of April, and tomorrow is his big day.

So today I have to invite my relatives and friends in the village to help me in advance.

After all, whether it is preparing for a banquet or going to the bride's house to pick up the bride tomorrow, preparations need to be made in advance.

"Didn't I tell you yesterday to just greet the others? I'll go there by myself later."

Although it had been dark for a long time, it was only about seven o'clock, but Zhang An had already gotten up from bed.

Zhang An rarely sleeps in, unless the weather is too cold in winter and the sun rises late, then he will get up later.

When Huang Ming spoke, Zhang An was practicing boxing in the backyard. When he saw Huang Ming coming over, he was ready to stop and picked up a towel to wash his face.

Huang Ming has a lot to do at home today. He has to help borrow tables and benches and help kill pigs.

So last night, I called everyone over for a drink and arranged things for today.

Zhang An originally planned to go directly there later, but Huang Ming came over and shouted in person.

Su Ying went to school, and Wang Fang had already gone to Huang Ming's house in advance when she got up in the morning, because the kitchen needed a group of women to set up the place.

In the past, Wang Fang would never have been so active, because Wang Fang couldn't stand Huang Ming's mother. This person was really a monster.

However, in the past two years, Huang Ming has been following his son all day long, shouting from the eldest brother in front of him and the eldest brother in the back. If anything happens at home, he will treat it as his own business.

In addition, Mr. Huang and his elders were very kind to Zhang An, so they looked at the Buddha instead of the monk, so Wang Fang walked over as soon as he got up.

"How can that be done? There is no reason to work without eating. Anyway, you can take two steps without delaying anything."

Huang Ming said with a smile, while Zhang An washed his face, he waited beside him and teased Mimi who was lying at the door.

Compared to the several big dogs at home, Mimi can be said to be approachable. As long as they are not strangers, they can basically pet her.

If it were Xiaohu and his family, let alone a handful of them, as long as it doesn't stare at you, everything would be fine.

"Hey, uncle, where did you cut this grass? It's growing so good. I'm afraid the seedlings in the field won't be as good in a few days."

At this time, Zhang Jianguo came back from outside with a load of grass on his shoulders.

They are all children from the countryside. Everyone has gone out to cut pig grass and come home to feed the livestock.

But seeing the green and tender fodder that Zhang Jianguo was carrying, Huang Ming had to admit that he was envious.

"Your eldest brother planted this specifically to feed livestock. You wouldn't be able to grow this tall anywhere else."

These ryegrass and cowgrass are the ones Zhang An planted in the melon field. They grow exceptionally well, and you can smell the green grassy fragrance from a long distance away.

This is what I grew at home, and it can grow so tall without any problems. If it were on other field ridges or ground ridges, it would probably be treated as a leek just after it had grown to a few inches.

Because Huang Ming's family had already said hello last night and they were going to his house to help today, Zhang Jianguo did not drive the sheep out in the morning.

Although the ground in the orchard in the back mountain is covered with alfalfa, and the alfalfa that Zhang An sown some time ago has grown up now.

But goats are different from sika deer and deer. When they eat grass, they like to pull up the grass roots and eat them together.

It has truly achieved the point where not a blade of grass grows anywhere.

So in order to ensure the vegetation in the orchard at home, Zhang An put other animals in the family on the mountain, leaving only the sheep.

The grass that Zhang Jianguo cut back was also for them.

"So that's it. Uncle, Brother Anzi, let's go over there. My mother and the others have already started cooking noodles. Let's go over and eat some. We'll have to trouble you guys later."

If Huang Ming was still hanging around in the town before, he would definitely not be able to say this.

It has to be said that Huang Ming is a completely different person now than before.

It seems that the last experience of being scared by a wild boar really changed him a lot.

But it was this change that made everyone in the village accept him, so today there are so many people willing to come to help.

If it were the former Huang Ming, it is estimated that only a small number of people in the village would see Mr. Huang and the two elders come to help.

After all, Huang Ming's parents were also rough-and-tumble people in the village and didn't do many favors to anyone.

"Okay, let me change my clothes and leave."

Soon, Zhang Jianguo changed his clothes, and Zhang An also found the aprons and sleeves at home. The father and son each had one set.

Since you are going to help with work, you must bring tools. In Zhang An's place, these aprons and sleeves are standard equipment. When we arrived at Huang Ming's house, many people were already there, all carrying large bowls and eating rice noodles.

Wang Fang, on the other hand, was working in the kitchen next to her with Zhang An's aunts. They cooked the rice noodles everyone ate.

It's said to be the kitchen, but it's actually a corner of Huang Ming's yard. A temporary tent was pulled up and two stoves were set up.

After breakfast, several elderly people in the village were responsible for making fires to boil water for killing pigs later.

Now no matter who is hosting a banquet, they will not go to the street to cut meat, because it is too expensive.

All the pork used at the banquet is raised and prepared in advance.

Huang Ming's family raised three animals last year. They killed one during the Chinese New Year last year and were reluctant to sell the remaining two animals, thinking they would be used by Huang Ming for his wedding.

When the water was boiling, the young people were not busy. Under the leadership of Zhang An, they all helped move the tables and benches.

After all, guests are coming at noon, so these things need to be prepared in advance, otherwise you will have to eat them later.

We can't just squat on the ground and eat like those people on the mountain next door.

Nowadays, unlike later generations, no one in the village still has a tricycle, so the table and bench are borrowed and everyone needs to go over and help carry them.

Although Zhang An has a car, the roads in the village are quite residential in some places, and Zhang An's pickup truck can't get in at all.

But fortunately, it's not that far away, it's in the warehouse on the drying field, and there are so many young people now, so it's no problem to gather twenty or thirty people casually, and it's very easy to move. It only took two or three trips to complete the move.

This is because all the children are in class. If there is an army of furry children joining during weekends or holidays, the number will be even greater.

After borrowing the tables and benches, the old people also boiled the water in the big iron pot. It was time to kill the pig.

Several young people ran into Huang Ming's pig pen and drove out a big fat pig.

This pig already weighed around [-] pounds during the Chinese New Year. Now, after raising it for a few more months, it already weighs over [-] pounds.

Originally, Huang Dabiao was worried that one pig would not be enough, so he planned to kill both pigs together.

After all, it is a lifelong event for my son, so he must not do anything wrong, otherwise he will be known as a stingy person, which will not sound good in the future.

But now that the pig is so big, there is no need to kill two, one is completely enough.

Because it is spring and summer now, and the fields are full of fresh vegetables, there is no need to prepare more meat and vegetables like in winter.

"Zhang An, don't just stand there and watch. Hurry up and help. We can't hold you down until you come."

A bunch of people went up to lift the pig to the desk, but those with sharp eyes saw Zhang An standing nearby watching the fun, and shouted unceremoniously.

"You still can't do it. There are so many people who can't hold down a pig. No wonder they let their wives ride on their heads every day."

Of course Zhang An was either trying to be lazy or simply joking with others.

As soon as he said this, the eldest daughter-in-law and sister-in-law next to her made them laugh.

"Go, go, you, a person who is used to light food, don't know how good spicy food is."

The few people who were laughed at by Zhang An were not annoyed at all. Everyone was used to making jokes like this.

But no one refuted it, after all, they all had the attribute of rake ears.

If the wife is not here, she can still say a few words, but usually the couple comes together to help.

So more is worse than less.

"Okay, okay, stop joking and bring the pig up quickly."

Lin Youde had already prepared the butcher's knife at his desk, and couldn't help but urge the people who were carrying the pig.

At this moment, the water in the pot was boiling, and the kitchen was waiting for them to kill the pigs for cooking.

"I'm coming."

The people who slaughtered the pigs are in a hurry, and they must not be able to hold back any longer.

Zhang An stepped forward, holding a pig leg, and with a burst of "get ready" chants, he lifted the big fat pig to the desk.

The big fat pig, who was still groaning and struggling for his life, was pinned down on the desk by so many people, unable to move.

Lin Youde was extremely proficient in this set of procedures. He held the butcher's knife with a white knife going in and a red knife coming out.

When I poked it in, I deliberately turned it twice more.

"Quick, quick, bring the basin over."

After finishing stabbing, Lin Youde quickly shouted to the people next to him. At this time, an aunt from the village carried a basin half filled with salt water to collect the pig blood.

This pig blood cannot be wasted, because it can be made into a dish with sauerkraut.

When Lin Youde took out the butcher's knife, he saw the pig's blood spurting out like a spring, taking up a large basin.

"This pig is really big. It has absorbed so much pig blood."

"It's indeed quite big. Apart from the ones from Zhang An's family, this is the biggest pig I've ever killed in the village."

Lin Youde has a full say in this aspect, because he and his apprentices basically killed the pigs in the village.

"I don't know how Zhang An's family feeds the pigs. I think the ones others feed are not as big as those raised by his family, and the meat is delicious."

Speaking of Zhang An's big fat pigs, no one is greedy. After all, they can raise pigs to such a big size and sell them for a lot of money.

But after all, no one went to Zhang An's house to ask how he was raised.

Because if it were them, they wouldn't know how to explain it if asked, so they simply wouldn't feel uncomfortable about it.

After killing the pigs and unloading the pork, it's time to get down to business.

At this time, a group of grown men in aprons walked to the chopping board in the kitchen, cutting meat and vegetables.

The women who had just given up their seats had arranged to go to the side to wash dishes and vegetables.

Zhang An did the same, joining the apron army, holding a kitchen knife and cutting pork.

No one called him before when he was not married, because this job has always been done by married men.

In later generations, the host family had to distribute towels, aprons and sleeves to this group of people.

However, in recent years, everyone's conditions have not been so good, so it has not become fashionable yet, and everyone brings it from home.

The task of washing vegetables is given to the women in the village, and the cutting of vegetables is done by them, a group of married women and men.

As for the cooking, Zhang Jianzhong and Zhou Yang have to take charge of the cooking.

(End of this chapter)