Second Marriage in the 1970s

Twenty-three pigs were raised on the team this year, and 15 were handed over to the commune. The remaining eight were slaughtered for the Chinese New Year. Each pig was carefully fed by a member of the team, and it was as strong as 200 kilograms.

The scene of pig slaughter was very lively, and there were many people watching the excitement. Most of them were holding baskets and pots in their hands, just waiting for the end of the meat separation.

"Should I get a lot of them this year? Last year there were six, and one family was 28. This year, there must be more than last year."

"It must be more, but last year I didn't taste a bite of so many dumplings, so I ate two bites of dumplings. My family ate meat and avoided me, which made me angry."

"That's not enough, can you eat meat in a pot for cooking?"

"When I returned to my family's house, I don't care if I don't give it to me. Da Zhuang is the grandson of their family. He didn't even keep two dollars. I don't count on them at all."

Next to Dong Jiahui were two young daughters-in-law. They both complained about their mother-in-law's family. But beside her, she was still standing next to her mother-in-law Zhang Qiao'er, and she was a little embarrassed to hear it.

"Mom, are you part of the released pig blood team?"

Although Dong Jiahui is not particularly good with this bite, it is good to eat occasionally. Of course, the most important thing is that she wants to make pork blood cake.

"There is not much pig blood. Some people like to eat it and others don't like it. If anyone wants the meat, they will share a little bit less."

Speaking of it as collective property, everyone has a share. This kind of distribution mechanism is the most taboo of the three words "unfair", such as pig blood. Even if some people don't like to eat, it should be unhappy to see that others have their own or not. Therefore, if you ask for pork blood, you can reduce it by one or two as appropriate.

"Mom, does anyone want the water? I want to have some pork belly and lungs and go back to the stew. It's very refreshing."

It was a pity that Jiahui saw those who were thrown into the water casually on the ground, and there was no one paying attention.

"Can you eat this stuff?"

It’s not that no one eats the water, but it’s extremely troublesome to clean up. If you don’t make it clean, it will taste wrong. In addition, everyone’s stomach is short of oil and water. You can only enjoy eating fatty meat. I don’t usually buy this. .

Jiahui also discovered the differences between regions and times. For example, Shengli Commune has a lot of water and fish, but the locals do not like to eat fish, and the cooking method is very simple. Unlike the twenty-first century, there are hundreds of foods. The methods and tastes are also different. Taking fish as examples, there are chopped pepper fish head, sauerkraut fish, stone pot fish, squirrel fish, grilled fish and so on.

"Yes, it can be eaten after washing it clean, just like a big bone, it's good to cook the soup and drink it."

My daughter-in-law said it’s delicious, it’s definitely not bad. She remembers the taste of the bone broth. The key thing is that it’s affordable. You can buy a few catties for fifty cents, boil it in a big pot, add some radishes in it, and have a beautiful meal. Round and round.

"Sure, I'll talk to you, Brother Huaishan, then he will keep it for our family."

Several pigs were slaughtered for more than two hours and weighed after the slaughter. The pure meat was more than 1,500 catties.

"Great, this year is really a bumper harvest."

Everyone smiled. The accountant in the team took the abacus prepared early and calculated the amount of pork that each family could get according to the total work points of the team members. The Zhao family could get 45 jin. Of course, this The number does not include Zhao Donglin, his share has to go to the commune to collect.

Forty-five catties sounds a lot at first glance, but ten catties are needed to make steamed buns and dumplings, and about ten catties are needed to entertain relatives and friends during the New Year. There is not much left over a year.

When the meat is divided, it is the same as the rush-buying activities in the later generations of shopping malls. Everyone wants to divide first and pick the forelegs with good meat quality, especially the fatty pork belly.

"I want this piece, just give me a knife."

"Does anyone want the pig's head? No one wants to give it to me. I'll just take this bite."

"I have such a big bone in this piece, how heavy the bones are, I am not at a disadvantage."

Everyone, everybody, Ding Huaishan's head hurts. He patted the table and shouted, "Don't make a noise, give it to whatever you want. Forget it when you are out of food? Let you eat too much. Are you full? It's okay to toss around."

"Does a pig have the front legs? Doesn't the hind legs need to be long? If you don't want it, then you don't need to divide it."

After roaring, he drank his mouth water to moisturize his throat, and began to calm everyone's emotions in a pleasant and cheerful manner.

"Families line up to receive orders in order. Let's try to treat each family fairly. If there are more bones, we will take a piece of fat. If you want to register the pig's head, let the accountant see how many people want it and how to divide it. Let's discuss it."

It took more than three hours to slaughter the pigs in two hours and divide the meat. Dong Jiahui was too lazy to listen to the noise of the vegetable market. After receiving the pig blood, she took the initiative to ask Ying to take it back. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind her mother-in-law about entering the water.

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

In fact, if it were not for Jiahui's reminder, Zhang Qiaoer would have forgotten about it.

The first thing Jiahui did after arriving home with pig blood was to add a spoonful of salt to the pig blood and stir it so that the pig blood could gradually solidify.

Then, she quickly scooped two spoons of glutinous rice, washed it and soaked it in clean water. The soaking process took about half an hour.

In this process, Jiahui prepared the seasonings needed, and washed the steamer for later use.

After the glutinous rice is soaked, put it into the steamer and steam. When the glutinous rice is cooked, pour it into the pig's blood and stir. Cut it into long strips and pass it through with a long bamboo stick. Put it in the steamer again and steam until it is cooked. The pork blood cake is delicious, whether it is dipped in soy sauce or dipped in hot sauce, it tastes very good.

Dong Jiahui poured some soy sauce and tried it by herself. The fragrant and sticky texture was the same taste that she had eaten when she was a child.

Zhang Qiaoer returned with the family before he finished a bite.

"Hey, it's so stinky. Throw it over there quickly. Why are you coming back for this thing? Who will eat it so disgusting?"

It turned out that Zhang Qiaoer and Ding Huaishan wanted to go into the water. Ding Huaishan not only gave pig lungs and pork belly, but also two pig intestines. Zhang Qiaoer asked Zheng Yuefen to carry it. Zheng Yuefen really vomited when he smelled the smell along the way.

"Mom, Meixiang, I have made pig blood cake. Would you like to try it? Come here with Black Egg Stone."

Hearing that there was something to eat, they all walked to the kitchen happily, especially the black egg stone, which rushed in like a bullet.

Dong Jiahui didn’t call Zheng Yuefen. She is getting along with Zheng Yuefen because she doesn’t offend the river. I don’t quarrel with you or make trouble with you. I just treat you as the air. This ignoring attitude often makes Zheng Yuefen feel humiliated, but she wants to have another attack. Can't find a suitable reason.

Just like this moment, everyone went to the kitchen to eat pork blood cake, Zheng Yuefen naturally wanted to eat it, even if Jiahui didn't call her, she couldn't stop her wanting to eat, she felt unhappy, but went with everyone in action.

"Well! I ate this for the first time, Sister-in-law, this is too delicious!"

"It's a bit like rice dumplings. It's really rare for us to do this. It's because you have a good brain. Why did you think of doing it like this."

People here usually cook pig blood in tofu, pig blood in soup, and even sprinkle some salt and pepper to eat directly after heating.

"Meixiang, take two to your uncle's house. Your auntie loves to eat rice dumplings, she must be a good one."

Meixiang nodded, took two bowls and went to the uncle's house.

"Children with glutinous rice should eat less. If they eat too much, they will accumulate food and their stomachs will rise."

Zhang Qiaoer saw that the two grandsons were eating one bite at a time. She was afraid that they had a stomachache after eating too much, and hurriedly stopped it. There is also Yingbao. One piece is enough, but you can't eat it anymore.

"Yeah, you can't eat too much, you have to save some stomach to eat something else."

When Jiahui said that he still had something to eat, the child who had been reluctant to give up stopped his mouth willingly. Where no one was paying attention, Zheng Yuefen also stopped eating, obviously looking forward to what Jiahui said was delicious. .

Sorting out the water is a troublesome process. Jiahui picks up some stove ash from the stove, throws the cleaned water into the stove ash and rubs it, rubbing away the grease on the epidermis.

"Hey, your method is pretty good."

Zhang Qiaoer couldn't help but admire her eldest wife's work well and neatly. Maybe she had too little expectation of Jiahui before getting married, and Jiahui often surprised her afterwards.

Jiahui cleans up the pork belly and lungs first. This is to save the stew.

Pour water and seasonings into the soup pot and simmer slowly on a briquettes stove. It takes about two hours to simmer the flavor.

The remaining large intestine is a big project. Although Jiahui can tidy it up, she is also a little princess who only needs to eat and does not need to do it in modern times!

"Donglin, you helped me make this, and I made it for you."

When Jiahui was at a loss, Zhao Donglin came back with her bicycle, and she hurried over to pull Zhao Donglin.

"Wait, wait until I put the pedals down."

She drove the car before it stopped, and then dealt with two extremely odorous pig intestines.

But after all, he is a soldier who has experienced countless difficulties and obstacles. He is not afraid of blood and sacrifice with real guns and bullets. The little pig intestine does nothing, and it will be done for her in a while.

"That's great, you are so good, wait, I will give you some good food."

Zhao Donglin was washing her hands with soap while bending the well. Seeing Jiahui's happy face, the corners of her mouth were also bent.

As long as he makes his wife happy, let alone the whole pig intestine, he is also willing to let him jump into the pit. Of course, it would be better to be grateful if he can cooperate with him in the bed at night.

That night, others have braised pork and pork head, Zhao’s has pork belly and pig lung soup, green pepper fried large intestine, and Chinese cabbage and pork dumplings.

The milky white soup, filled with fragrant dumplings, put a piece of chili sauce in it, it is fragrant and spicy, and the taste goes straight to the brain, and the pig intestine, the original smelly thing, how can it be cooked so that it tastes right? Simply unscientific!

The whole family’s stomachs are sturdy, the point is that there is no money for entering the water, Jiahui stewed a big soup pot, and she can continue to eat it tomorrow.

"This is really, I feel very comfortable after eating."

Zhang Qiao'er didn't go to school very much, and she didn't know what happiness was. She only knew that she was extremely happy and comfortable at this moment. This is the happiness that food brings to people.

Under the dim kerosene lamp, everyone had a warm smile on their faces, and even Zheng Yuefen lost the acrimony and tit-for-tat of the past.

After dinner, Jiahui took a bath, and the pot and bowl kitchen was left to Meixiang and Zheng Yuefen. Today, Zheng Yuefen worked more willingly than ever before.

When Jiahui came out of the bath room, the kitchen hall was dark, and everyone went back to the house to rest.

"Daughter-in-law, how can you be so capable, do you know how to cook anything?"

Jiahui was held in her arms by Zhao Donglin as soon as she returned to the house. She couldn't wait to kiss her face and mouth. After a while, Jiahui felt her legs could not stand and pushed him onto the bed.

Zhao Donglin smiled and hugged her horizontally, and consumed all the calories from the evening meal to Jiahui.

It was late at night, and the wind was blowing the clouds, and the not-so-bright moonlight was sometimes obscured by the dark clouds. Only the sky full of stars, heralding another good weather tomorrow.