The cooking color is delicious, general, don't bite me

Chapter 77
Meng Fuling hid the contempt in her eyes and smiled, "I believe that the old men are fair and strict, and they are all for the sake of the villagers."

The clan elders were very helpful and nodded their heads again and again, without Meng Fuling saying much, they naturally knew what to do, and accepted the box of silver with peace of mind.

Meng Fuling didn't keep them any longer when they saw the success, but Hulu was dissatisfied: "It's very easy to get them to agree, and there is no need to give them money at all."

Hulu only knew that Meng Fuling wanted Zhang Fugui to lose his position as Li Zheng, but she didn't know that she had prepared money for those clan elders.In his opinion, as long as he shakes his fist, these old things are guaranteed to be obedient.

Meng Fuling naturally knew what Hulu was thinking, and said with a smile: "Using fists may be useful for a while, but it will plant disasters. If you give them some money, they will work harder on this matter, and there will be no troubles afterwards."

The Lizheng of this village is elected by the villagers and several clan elders. If there is a serious mistake, the clan elders also have the right to dismiss the Lizheng post.

At the time when Zhang Fugui was discussing the election, he spent most of his family's savings to buy off the clan elders. This matter was originally kept secret.

It was Zhang Fugui's wife who broke her mouth and accidentally slipped her tongue when chatting with others.

But the villagers feel that it doesn't matter who is in the right place, and with the protection of the elders, Zhang Fugui is able to sit firmly in the rightful position.

Meng Fuling found out the greedy nature of the clan elders, and gave more money, and the clan elders would naturally not side with Zhang Fugui.

"Prodigal!" No matter what Meng Fuling said, Hulu decided that she was a prodigal.

"Violent man!" Meng Fuling punched him amusedly.

Hulu didn't understand what the violent man meant, so he just let her beat him.

The two went back to Meng Fuling's room together. Xue was coaxing the little winter melon in her arms, and the little chicken wing surrounded her excitedly, shouting how cute her brother was.

"Sister, sister, I call you sister, brother Donggua wants to call me aunt?" Little Chicken Wings asked Meng Fuling when he saw her, hugging her leg.

Meng Fuling touched Xiaojiwing's face affectionately, "Yes, Xiaojiwing has become an aunt."

She thought to herself that the school would not accept girls, but Little Chicken Wing is already six years old during Chinese New Year, otherwise she would ask a teacher to come back.

Little Chicken Wing didn't know what Meng Fuling was thinking, and said with some distress: "Aunt Xue said that Little Winter Melon is a nickname, and I will have a nickname in the future, but I don't have a nickname either."

After finishing speaking, Little Chicken Wing looked at Meng Fuling pitifully, seeing that Meng Fuling's heart felt weak, and then remembered that Little Chicken Wing didn't have a real name, so he asked, "Does Little Chicken Wing remember your last name?"

Little Chicken Wing's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head: "I don't know, I want to have the same surname as my sister."

Meng Fuling thought about it for a while, and then said: "Well, you and your sister's surname is Meng, and your name is Xiyue, right?"

"Okay, okay! It sounds so good!" Little Chicken Wing clapped his hands happily.

Hulu's complexion is not very good, he thought that his son's name was not taken!
As soon as he thought about it, Meng Fuling said, "Little Winter Melon's name is Meng Jinyang."

Hulu frowned, "Why is it with your surname?"

"If you don't have my surname, whose surname is it?" Meng Fuling asked back, raising her eyebrows.

This time Mrs. Xue also agreed: "The child will naturally have the surname of Fu Ling."

Hulu is very depressed. It is not his turn to be named, and his surname is not the same as him. He has no status in this family.

******
Within a few days, several clan elders listed Zhang Fugui's various crimes, and even dug out the fact that he stole the ass of a young daughter-in-law two years ago.

In short, Zhang Fugui's behavior is not good, and he is not worthy of being the Lizheng of this village. He will vote for the Lizheng position at another time.

Zhang Fugui was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the elders of the clan to turn their faces and deny people, you must know that every time he corrupted the money from the public, he would give them a share.

"Father, those old guys must have been won over by Meng Fuling, otherwise, how could they turn their faces at this juncture?" Zhang Tianming said.

Zhang Fugui became angry when he heard it!He casually grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it at Zhang Tianming.

"You still have the face to say it? It's all because of you that I can no longer be a Li Zheng. Your old man, I have worked hard for you to study, but you are lucky! I was expelled from the academy, and now I am still inhumane. This is going to kill us. Incense from home..."

Zhang Fugui was so angry that he lost his mind, and chased Zhang Tianming cursingly, revealing all about his inhumane behavior and molesting his classmates in the academy.

As a result, it spread throughout the village all at once, and Zhang Tianming really became notorious.

But their thick-skinned family didn't take it seriously, and lived their lives as usual.

Zhang Tianming couldn't bear Zhang Fugui's beating and scolding, and his mother's complaints.

That night, while they were sound asleep, they rolled up all the family savings and prepared to escape.

But Zhang Tianming was not reconciled, so he ran to the vicinity of Meng Fuling's house.

He was about to climb the wall and sneak into Meng Fuling's house, when he saw a small black figure crawling over from the other side of the wall, which startled him a lot.

After looking carefully, he found out that it was a little chicken wing. He pulled out a sinister smile, thinking that this little girl was kept by Meng Fuling's side, so he might as well tie her up and extort some money from Meng Fuling.

As soon as Zhang Tianming got malicious, he quietly approached Little Chicken Wing.

Little Chicken Wing just turned his head when he saw Zhang Tianming, screamed in fright, and ran away.

"Little girl! Stop!" Zhang Tianming ran after Little Chicken Wing.

After all, the little chicken wings have short legs, so he caught up with him in no time.

Seeing Zhang Tianming's hand grabbing him, she let out a wow and burst into tears: "Sister save me, sister save me..."

"Haha, Meng Fuling can't save you now, let her redeem you with money—" Zhang Tianming smiled ferociously, halfway through speaking, his expression suddenly became painful and unbelievable.

After Zhang Tianming's body fell down, Little Chicken Wing saw a man in black standing behind him holding a blood-stained sword.

Little Chicken Wing was really terrified and regretted sneaking out to play.

"Don't be afraid!" The man in black was Gong Lie, and he comforted him in a stiff tone.

Seeing Little Chicken Wing dazed and sitting still, Gong Lie had no choice but to take her by the collar and send her to the door of Meng Fuling's house, and then went to dispose of Zhang Tianming's body.

After Xiaoji Wing went back, he told Meng Fuling about the matter.

Meng Fuling was naturally very happy to know that Zhang Tianming was dead, but she couldn't figure out where the man in black came from?

She didn't forget that day when Cheng Xiufang yelled about the gourd and the man in black, she felt a little suspicious, but she didn't ask the gourd.

Meng Fuling knew that if Hulu wanted to talk, she would have told her already, otherwise it would be useless to ask any more.

But Zhang's family disappeared because of the family's savings, and Zhang Tianming disappeared. Naturally, Zhang Tianming took the family's money and ran away. He would never have thought that he was dead.

The Zhang family is gloomy now, and the new year is not long. Needless to say, this year is sad.

******
On this day, Meng Fuling gave birth to her confinement, and she was relieved. She no longer had to take supplements every day.

Originally, a few days ago, the family was discussing killing pigs for the New Year.

Meng Fuling wanted to fill the blood sausage with her own hands, so she postponed the killing of the new year pig until after her confinement, and asked Lian Dahui to go to the city to pick a big fat pig back.

When the villagers heard that her family was going to kill pigs, they were all envious. You must know that even a wealthy family can't eat meat a few times a year.

Most families only buy a few catties of meat for tooth sacrifice during the Chinese New Year, but Meng Fuling's family has to kill a whole pig.

Therefore, some people planned to wait until her family slaughtered the pigs to share a few catties, which would be cheaper than the pork shops in the city.

There were also many people rushing to help, because if they help, it means that there will be delicious pig-killing dishes to eat.

The main reason is that the peasants live too poorly, and there are few villages in the surrounding area with such affluence, so they directly buy pigs to kill.

On this day, many villagers got up early, and even the children didn't stay in bed. They jumped up eagerly at dawn, with their clothes on their bodies, and they were about to run outside.

Meng Fuling also got up early today, and just after finishing the small winter melons, she heard from Lan Xiang that many villagers came to help butcher the pigs.

This was within her expectation, but she didn't think much of it, so she hugged the little wax gourd to Mrs. Xue and went out.

Hulu originally wanted to handle the knife himself, but he couldn't handle ordinary knives, so he asked Lian Dahui to come.

Lian Dahui asked someone to help pull the pig's head and pinch the pig's mouth. The fat pig seemed to know that it was about to be slaughtered, and struggled desperately on its hind legs.

Lian Dahui held a butcher's knife in one hand, and patted the fat pig's front elbow with the other, while a woman brought boiling water from the other side.

Li Shanhu and a few women were busy boiling water in front of the big stove, chatting and laughing, seeing Meng Fuling coming, they refused to let her approach no matter what.

"Zhao Cheng, put some salt water in a clay pot and collect the pig's blood." Seeing that Zhao Cheng was also helping, Meng Fuling yelled.

"Okay!" Zhao Cheng responded, took a pottery basin and put it under the pig's neck, then found a wicker the size of a finger, washed it and held it in his hand.

Lian Dahui had seen others butcher pigs before, and he himself was a good hunter. With a knife in his hand, he quickly cut a two-inch slit on the pig's neck, and the fat pig died before it could neigh.

The villagers who couldn't intervene were watching with great interest and shouted hello from time to time.

When the pig's blood flowed into the clay pot, Zhao Cheng kept stirring it with a willow stick, for fear that the pig's blood would coagulate and it would be difficult to cook and eat soon.

Everyone surrounded the pig, one poured a ladle of hot water, and the other took a razor blade to shave the pig while it was hot.

In less than a moment, the pig's hair was shaved off, and the pig's head was removed by Lian Dahui.

He opened the belly again, took out the pig's internal organs and threw them into the clay pots he had prepared earlier.

Uncle Tian volunteered to help wash the intestines. He moved a chair and sat next to the large earthen basin containing the intestines.

The surrounding villagers guessed that it was almost done, so they gathered around, and someone asked Meng Fuling: "Fuling, my family doesn't want much meat, can you give me a few catties?
Other villagers yelled: "I want a few catties too, you have to be cheaper!"

Meng Fuling laughed secretly, thinking her family sells pork?No matter!Anyway, I can't eat that much at home, so it's okay to even out half a head.

Thinking of this, he responded one by one with a smile. The villagers seemed to be taking advantage of the sky, and all of them were smiling. The children were even more excited and shouted: "My family has meat! There is meat!" !"

Lian Dahui swiftly divided the pig's body into two halves, and cut it into many thin strips, each about two catties.

Lin Nan took out what the workshop used to weigh vermicelli, and each family picked which meat they wanted, and brought them to him to weigh and pay.

Little Chicken Wing was holding a wooden box, and stood aside with Lan Xiang to collect money, all of which were copper coins.

"One, two, three..." The sweet and glutinous voice of the little chicken wing was really pleasant, and it sounded as the copper plate fell, which made everyone laugh at her money fan.

Soon, half a fan of pork was divided up by the villagers, and everyone walked home with fresh meat happily.

Meng Fuling kept the villagers who worked in the workshop and helped them, and asked people to invite a few elders to drink. After all, killing pigs in the village is a rare thing. If you don't invite these old guys, I'm afraid there will be more It's over.

Fortunately, there are special tables and chairs at home, so people can sit comfortably.

At this time, Meng Fuling ignored the obstruction of Li Shanhuo and the others, and personally filtered the pig blood, added salt, chopped green onion, minced ginger, pepper noodles and other seasonings and stirred well.

Mrs. Qiao quickly tied up one end of the small intestine with a thin thread, then opened the mouth of the intestine, and helped Meng Fuling pour pig blood into the intestine. After filling one end, she tied it up and threw it into the hot water pot to boil.

Li Shanhu looked at Meng Fuling holding a long needle in his hand to prick the blood sausage rolling in the pot from time to time, and couldn't help asking, "Fuling, what are you doing? Could it be that you are deflated the intestines?"

Meng Fuling said with a smile: "The most important thing about cooking blood sausage is the heat. When cooking, prick it with a needle from time to time. As long as there is no blood, it should be out of the pot. The blood sausage cooked in this way is the most tender and delicious. "

"So there is such a trick." Li Shanhu said with a look of surprise.

After finishing speaking, she helped to put the sauerkraut into the boiled bone broth. Large pieces of meat and potato vermicelli were also mixed in the bone broth and stewed together. The aroma wafted outside, making the villagers swallow.

******
Meng Fuling's slaughtering of pigs was so lively, there were also wicked people who jumped outside her house and scolded the gods for not opening their eyes, such as Zhuo Dazui.

As Zhang Fugui's life became more and more difficult, when he thought of the hot butchered vegetables and the big bowl of corn wine, his stomach growled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten enough for many days.

Zhang Fugui wandered around in front of his house, seeing that the villagers were passing by his house carrying fresh meat.

But everyone who passed by didn't bother to pay attention to him, he was so angry, who dare not take him seriously when he thinks he is upright?
The more Zhang Fugui thought about it, the more he became angry, thinking that all this was caused by Meng Fuling. Why did she kill the New Year pigs and prepare for the New Year, but he couldn't eat enough and couldn't sleep well all day long?

But he is not a hopelessly stupid person, so naturally he won't rush into it rashly again, but how can he make things difficult for her?
He couldn't think of a good way for a while, but his wife suddenly said: "We can go to Baoji Village and invite Xue's family!"

"That's right! If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have thought of it." When Zhang Fugui heard this, he also thought it was a good idea.

He knew that Xue's natal family was in Baoji Village, which was two villages away from Lingyun Village. Her natal family was poor and had many brothers and sisters.

Back then, her parents married her to Meng Chuntian, who had never been able to marry a daughter-in-law in exchange for some food.

Normally, the Meng and Xue families hardly moved around, and the Xue family didn't even ask about important matters such as Meng Fuling and Xue's being divorced.

However, if they knew that Meng Fuling was rich now, they would definitely cling to their mother and daughter to suck blood.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fugui hurried out.

******
Meng Fuling didn't know that Zhang Fugui was going to use the trick of 'killing with a borrowed knife', so she was in a good mood today.

Seeing that the pig-killing vegetables in the cauldron were almost cooked, the fat in the pork belly was absorbed by the sauerkraut and potato vermicelli, and the aroma became more intense.

The little chicken wings and other villagers' children gathered around the stove and refused to leave, and the little chicken wings shouted: "Sister, it smells so good! The saliva of the little chicken wings is about to flow!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Meng Fuling smiled and handed over the rest of the chores to everyone, and told Mrs. Qiao to cook a few more dishes, and then ran to see the little wax gourd.

Back in the room, I saw the gourd hugging the little wax gourd, but the little guy was very shameless and kept crying.

Mrs. Xue wanted to hug him, but he refused. He stopped crying when he saw Meng Fuling, and nestled in her arms, rubbing his teary little face against her chest.

"Haha, is the little winter melon hungry? Or does she miss her mother?" Meng Fuling was amused by the little winter melon's cute appearance, kicked the gourd out, untied her clothes, and fed the little winter melon.

"Fu Ling, the baby is already born anyway, you and Hulu have to get married quickly, maybe there will be another one next year." Xue said with a smile.

Hearing several black lines drawn across Meng Fuling's forehead, does Mrs. Xue treat her like a pig?If you get married this year, you can have another one next year?
She said helplessly: "Mother, don't you think that I hurt my body when I gave birth to the little wax gourd, and I haven't recuperated now, how can I have another child so soon?"

"It's true, mother saw that the gourd hurt the little winter melon, but which man doesn't want to have his own flesh and blood?" Mrs. Xue was moved by the gourd hurting the little winter melon, so she had such an idea. For a while, she forgot that her daughter hurt her body.

The mother and daughter said a few more words, and went out together with the child in their arms.

At this time, a large pot of pig-killing dishes and other dishes were brought to the table, causing everyone to secretly swallow their mouths.

Mrs. Qiao scooped up the overcooked large piece of meat in the big pot, sliced ​​it into thin slices, put it on a plate layer by layer, poured a sauce made of minced garlic, soy sauce, and chives, and asked Li Coral to help serve it. to the table.

Everyone was sitting at the table talking and laughing, but Hulu was sitting still like an old man.

When others talked to him, he didn't pay attention to it. He only smiled when he saw Meng Fuling coming out with the child in his arms.

A few clan elders came when they deliberately picked dishes to serve, and they thought that they would be invited to sit on the main seat as soon as they came. Unexpectedly, the main seat was already occupied by the gourd, but they didn't dare to ask the gourd to give up their seats. , so he poked his old face and sat down at random.

Meng Fuling felt it was funny, and sat at another table with those women. Seeing that she was still holding the little wax gourd, Mrs. Qiao stepped forward to help her.

Little Winter Gua seemed to know that Mrs. Qiao was going to hug him, so she held on to Meng Fuling's clothes tightly and refused to let go. She could only say, "Aunt Qiao, no need, I'll just hug him."

When everyone started to feast, there was a loud commotion outside, and the concierge rushed over, "Miss, madam, there is a group of people outside who claim to be relatives of the madam's family."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present stopped picking up vegetables and turned their gazes to Mrs. Xue.

Xue's face turned pale instantly, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Mother, are you alright?" Seeing this, Meng Fuling handed the child to Mrs. Qiao, worried.

Mrs. Xue glanced at her, shook her head and said, "I, I'm fine. Fuling, they've all arrived at the door, why don't you let them in?"

Meng Fuling frowned, she knew how the Xue family married into the Meng family.

Except for Xue's mother, the so-called natal family didn't have a good one. Before, their mother and daughter almost starved to death.

What puzzled her was why the Xue family suddenly came to her door, and why did they pick this day?
However, they have all come to the door, and it is not easy to drive people away without even seeing them.

Just as Meng Fuling was about to say go out and have a look first, a group of people rushed in when the porter came to report the news. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a group, there were more than a dozen people in total.

"Miss, this, this—" the porter was stunned, and felt that he didn't watch the door carefully, for fear that Meng Fuling would blame him.

"You go out first!" Meng Fuling didn't say anything to him, and let him continue to watch the door.

"Qinglian! I heard that the family is killing New Year's pigs today, why don't you let someone notify you?" Xue Qingsong, Xue's eldest brother, smiled when he saw Xue.

Xue Qingsong's daughter-in-law hurriedly nodded in agreement: "That's right! They are all from my own family. Let me tell you, they will definitely come to help butcher the pig."

"It's not too late for us to come now. We can help eat some pig-killing dishes, so we can make sure that the food is clean and not wasted." A young man with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks interjected.

All of them were shameless, they all stretched their necks to probe into the room, wanting to see what was delicious, and the children they brought were drooling.

Xue tried her best to keep calm, and asked the question that Meng Fuling also wanted to know, "Brother, how do you know that the New Year's pig was killed today?"

"Third Sister, why are you asking so many questions? Anyway, we are all here to help. Unfortunately, something happened on the way and we were delayed. You see, we came all the way here, and our stomachs are a bit—"

Xue Qingsong deliberately didn't finish his sentence, and the movement of touching his belly was obviously to beg for something to eat. The others nodded and salivated with smiles.

"Fuling, look at it?" Xue suddenly didn't know what to do, and looked at Meng Fuling for help.

Meng Fuling also had some headaches. If these people started to make trouble as soon as they came, she could still drive them out.

But now, they all smiled flatteringly, the so-called stretching out their hands and not hitting smiling people.There were so many villagers watching, it took some reason to drive them away.

Just as Meng Fuling was about to speak, Grandpa Sun said, "Fuling, they are all your relatives, so you have to treat them well."

Mr. Sun's words made Meng Fuling very unhappy, but he still responded with a smile: "The old man is right, uncle and the others come here once in a while, so I naturally want to treat them well."

After finishing speaking, Meng Fuling told Li Shanhu and the others, "Let's open another table!"

I thought that these people would not be able to wait, and then ran over to grab food from the villagers. As a result, they didn't do it no matter how slanderous they were, but honestly waited for the food and wine to be bought again.

Meng Fuling couldn't help thinking, this is a group of scumbag relatives whose IQ has been upgraded, so they can't be dealt with in the same way as other top-notch ones.

So, she invited Lan Xiang to whisper again, and Lan Xiang couldn't help laughing.

While waiting for the table to arrive, Xue Qingsong and the others looked around, the greed and jealousy in their eyes were obvious.

When the dishes were served, several children rushed up to them, and Meng Fuling knew that they were willing to wait for the reordered dishes because they thought that the dishes on other tables had been eaten.

"This is a special red oil. It's the best to eat with meat." Lan Xiang walked over with a large bowl of red oil and said with a smile.

After Xue's family and others heard this, they all dipped the meat into the bowl of red oil, and they all thought it was more delicious, and praised the red oil.

They wondered why Meng Fuling was as hateful as Zhang Fugui said?He is clearly an honest and deceitful master, otherwise, how could he be so polite to them?

"Fu Ling, what is the red oil you gave them? Why don't we all have it?" Mr. Jiang said dissatisfied.

The others were also a little unhappy, why did they not give the delicious food to those who came to help, but instead served it to her own relatives?
Someone couldn't help but ask, "Why don't we have one?"

"Because—" Meng Fuling had a reasonable response, but as soon as she opened her mouth, someone from the Xue family robbed her and said, "Because we are her relatives!"

It was the young man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks who spoke again, and he clearly wanted to offend Meng Fuling.

Sure enough, the clan elders and the others all turned pale, they all looked at Meng Fuling silently, waiting for her to give an explanation.

"Because the red oil is limited, I'm afraid that everyone won't get enough. It happened that my uncle and the others came, and Mr. Sun asked me to treat them well, so I took it out."

Meng Fuling spoke unhurriedly, implying that Mr. Sun asked her to treat people well, so she took out what was not much.

Now, everyone was blocked and had nothing to say, and the Xue family members seemed more satisfied, lifting their oily chins even higher.

"We can't let them drink water later." Calabash stood behind Meng Fuling and said in a low voice.

Meng Fuling smiled coldly, "Of course I won't give them water."

Seeing the complacency of these people, Meng Fuling felt sick, hum!She wants to see if they can still eat later.

Before she gave birth to the winter melons, she mixed some red oil and boiled chili peppers with a seasoning herb. The red oil tasted bland at first.

Unexpectedly, the herbal medicine delays the spiciness, and when the spiciness gets stronger, it becomes so spicy that people's stomachs feel like they are on fire.

People like Meng Fuling who are very good at eating spicy food only tried a little bit at that time, but it was too spicy.

In the end, no one in the family dared to eat it, and it has been kept until now, just to 'entertain' people like Xue's family.

Seeing that her brother and sister-in-law had to smear a lot of red oil on each dish, Mrs. Xue couldn't help but said, "Fu Ling, they ate a lot, will there be a problem with the spiciness?"

Meng Fuling sneered, "I didn't force them to eat, they wanted to eat."

At this moment, Xue Qingsong was the first to jump up, "Ah! So spicy, so spicy——"

The other members of the Xue family also burst into hotness one after another, "I'm so hot! How can it be so hot?"

"Water! Is there any water? I want to drink water..." Everyone left the table and shouted everywhere for water to drink.

Meng Fuling had told Lan Xiang and the others to hide the water, how could they find it?

Some people really couldn't stand the spiciness, so they took the vegetable soup on the table to drink, but the vegetable soup was hot, and the hot and spicy mixed together, the result can be imagined.

"Help! It's so hot, where is the water?" Some people even shouted for help.

this?The clan elders and the villagers were stunned, especially Mr. Jiang, who was very glad that Meng Fuling didn't entertain them with red oil.

"Third sister! Can you give me some water to drink? I'm so hot!" Xue Qingsong was so hot that tears and nose flowed, and he crawled over to beg Xue.

(End of this chapter)