After a while, the father, who was squatting from afar, waved his hand and asked Li Wen to go over.

Li Wen hurriedly walked towards his father Li Deyou.

"dad."

Li Wen walked up and asked with a smile.

"I discussed your proposal with your second uncle and others, and agreed!" Father Li Deyou said with a smile.

"Awen, your braised pork is really good. If you change it according to this ratio, the villagers will definitely be happy. Everyone loves to eat fatty meat, and we can also change a lot of meat." Second aunt Cui Yanzi said with a smile.

"If the villagers get benefits, they won't be too jealous of our family," said the second uncle Li Dezhong with a smile.

"Then do it like this. Dad, go and talk to the fourth grandfather," Li Wen said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go!" Deyou stood up and pinned the cigarette pole around his waist and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Uncle, are you busy?" Li Deyou walked into the cafeteria and watched the old branch secretary Li Juncai directing people to pack up the ingredients.

"Isn't this going to have a dinner after killing the New Year pig? I'll urge you, otherwise it will be too late." Li Juncai glanced at Li Deyou and smiled with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle, my family just discussed it. When we divide the meat later, can half of my pork be exchanged for pig water and pig head?" Li Deyou looked at Li Juncai with a smile.

"What did you say, say it again?" Li Juncai was stunned when he heard this, thinking that he had heard it awkwardly.

Li Deyou said it again, and Li Juncai understood it only then.

"Yes, as long as your family wants, everyone in the village will definitely agree," Li Juncai nodded.

"You can change it, but if you have the conditions, the price of pork and going to the water is different. You have to change it more." As he said that, he raised his request and Li Deyou smiled.

"In principle, I agree, but I have to discuss it with Junli." Li Juncai nodded and said.

More than ten minutes later, the old branch secretary Li Juncai and the production team leader Li Junli walked in together.

"Fifth brother, uncle just told me. As a result of the discussion among the village cadres, one pound of pork can be exchanged for you for two and a half pounds of pork head meat, and four pounds of water, but the large intestine must be the same as the pork head meat." Li Junli said.

"Okay, I'll give my family 40 kilograms of pork, and the remaining village will help replace it with pork head and water meat." Li Deyou replied with a smile.

"Dear members, everyone go home to get tableware. You can have dinner in an hour." Li Junli shouted at the surrounding villagers.

After saying that, Li Junli walked towards the bell at the entrance of the village committee, and he was about to ring the bell to notify the whole village.

It took most of the day to kill pigs today, and it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when the meal started.

The adult members were holding bowls and chopsticks in their hands. The man was squatting in the wheat field and smoking, while the woman sat together with a small stool and chatted about family matters. She didn't bother to bother them and stretched her neck from time to time to look at the cafeteria.

The children were lying at the entrance of the canteen, constantly smelling the smell at the canteen, swallowing their saliva, and gestured with their friends from time to time.

"It's so delicious. I'll eat such a big bowl after a while." A little radish, who was six or seven years old, hugged her hands and gestured, and occasionally sniffed and swallowed the canteen.

"Me too. I don't remember when I ate meat. Today I want to eat enough." A little girl who was six or seven years old and was thrusting into the sky said with her eyes lit up.

More than ten minutes later, the back door of the cafeteria opened. First, more than a dozen women carried large pots of pig-killing vegetables, and five or six women came out with more than a dozen stacks of biscuits. Finally, two canteen cooks were carrying the cut mutton, mutton blood, and mutton miscellaneous.

The rich aroma of meat and pancakes filled the entire cafeteria, and the villagers were stunned.

This treatment and this way of eating are only like this when the village opened a canteen a few years ago.

(However, the canteen was wasted later and was eaten up in a mess.)

"This year, the dinner in our village is unprecedented! Pig-killing vegetables and mutton soaking buns are very fragrant." Li Junli, the production team leader, smiled and patted a stack of sesame cakes and said loudly.

"Members, please pay attention. Each pig-killing dish is served in the family unit. Then everyone lined up to cut the meat. Let's eat mutton steamed buns today to warm up," Li Junli said with a smile.

"Oh! I've eaten soap buns."

The little brat was caught between the adults and jumped around constantly, and he was very happy.

"Come and line up, come one by one, today we can have enough mutton soup." The village cadres who managed the team kept maintaining order.

Second aunt took the basin to get the pig-killing vegetables, and Li Wen lined up with his family to cut mutton.

"This mutton is good, and the mutton soup smells so good!" Uncle Er said excitedly while smashing his mouth.

"I haven't eaten steamed buns for five or six years, right?" recalled his father Li Deyou.

"Dad, the last time our family ate Pomodoro was still 55 years old. That year, our family had a good harvest. When we went to the town to hand over the public grain, you took the Pomodororodororodoros that the family had eaten. At that time, my mother had just given birth to a younger sister." Li Wu, who was standing beside him, replied with a smile.

"Yes! As soon as you said that, I remembered it. Awen ate too quickly that time and bit his tongue," Wang Chunmei, the mother beside him, smiled happily.

When Li Wen heard this, he also remembered the bromine incident that happened that year, but it was only the original owner.

When I was a child, my family was not in good condition and I had no land at home. I relied on my father and second uncle to carry the bags in the noodle factory in the city. The original owner (San Ye) had never eaten mutton soaked buns, and at most I could soak them in boiling water.

That is, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the country distributed land to the farmers. After several years of hard work, the family had some savings and got better.

In the autumn of 1955, there was a bumper harvest of autumn grain. The whole family and the young went to the town grain management office to pay the grain and go to the market.

When I passed by the mutton stall after handing over the public grain, the rich mutton fragrance caused Li Yong and Li Tao, who were only over two years old, and Li Min, to drool, cry and shout to eat.

My father and second uncle watched the little guys crying and decided to have a big meal for the whole family.

That mutton smells so good! Even if Li Wen inherited the original memory, it is still deeply engraved in his mind.

That was Li Wen's first time eating mutton soaked buns, and it was also his first time eating mutton. The meat was so fragrant that the soup has been savored.

In recent years, natural disasters have been causing constant and the family is in great difficulty. Not to mention mutton soaked buns, they often cannot eat them.

In the past two years, I basically had wild vegetables, digging vinegar, and even grinding corn cobs into powder to eat. The sorghum rice a day was considered rich. This year, because of Li Wen's arrival, it became much better.

"I won't say anything anymore, hurry up and break the buns, I can't stand it," said the second uncle Li Dezhong.

"How old is he and he is still smiling. He wants to set an example for his children." The old lady cursed her second uncle with a smile.

The old lady also came to have a dinner together. Today, except for those who can't move, it can be said that the whole people eat the meal.

Yes! Lao Liu, cut me a little fat, it will be delicious if the mutton is fat. The people in front of me are constantly arguing about cutting meat.

"You sixth brother, have you cut anything for me? They are all thin, no! Give me some more sheep blood, and after a while, the argument started again.

"Uncle Six, just help me cut meat. Just be thin. I don't want sheep blood." Li Wen brought the bowl to the table.

"What, you don't have fat meat or sheep's blood?" Lao Liu, who cut the meat, thought he was quite poor.

"Yes, I like to eat mutton with a leaner and chewy ones," Li Wen said with a smile.

"You kid is really different from humans. Come on, I'll cut more lean meat for you." Lao Liu took Li Wen's bowl and cut a lot of lean meat.

Li Wen didn't like to eat fatty buns in his previous life, so he just boiled them and it was loose. He didn't like it without chewing.

"Your baby wants all the lean meat. Uncle, please give you more mutton oil, it will be delicious." said Li Debiao, the second uncle who was cooking soup beside him.

As he said that, he picked up Li Wen's soap bun and took mutton soup several times, and then added mutton oil to serve the soup.

When Li Wen returned to his seat, his family had already started eating, and his second aunt also brought back half a bowl of pig-killing vegetables.

The little guys reached their heads into the bowl and kept sucking.

The little guy Li Juan also kept feeding his little mouth with a spoon.

Li Wen smiled, "Is Xiaojuan's pork delicious?"

"It's delicious! Brother, ma'am," the little guy said in a daze.

"This is pork made of big black meat," Li Wen teased.

"Hmph! I won't tell you, bad brother."

The little guy's face turned red and he continued to fight with her little bowl with saliva.

"You kid hurry up and have a meal. I'll make you cry later. Are you coaxing me?" Father Li Deyou patted Li Wen on the back of his head.

"Hehe! Isn't this teasing Xiaojuan?" Li Wen smiled.

Today's soap buns are particularly fragrant. With pig-killing vegetables such as pork heads, pork heads, and pig blood, they eat them all over the Sanxing Village.

"It's so good! If I do this once a month in the future, I'd be willing to make my life ten years." A villager said leisurely while drinking mutton soup on the dining table after eating.

"Oh! This year is so good."

"Last year, my mother wanted to eat a bite of Roujiamo before she died. I ran all over my relatives and friends, but I didn't get a bite. Finally, when I got home, my mother waved her hands and died. How great would it be if she could live to this day?" A man said with tears in his eyes.

After having a full meal, everyone sat down and talked about the sad things they had been in tears.

"Yes, these years have been too difficult! Years of natural disasters and activities have made life worse." After dinner, his father Li Deyou took out the dry tobacco that was not on his waist and lit it, and sighed.

(I remember all the hardships here! I investigated a few days ago and asked several elderly people. The old man said that what I wrote was bullshit, which was dozens of times harder than what I wrote at that time, and that corn and sorghum were not eaten. People were full of wild vegetables all day long, and they often ran around hundreds of miles to make food for food in order to eat with their family's stomach. The corn planted in the private fields had not yet matured and had to eat it. It was not that the food was poor, but that it was really not enough to eat it. It was all life-saving.)

But I also understand that at that time, working and bicycles were not that difficult to get. Basically, in plain areas, as long as it is not a disaster year, some household tools, such as flashlights, new and old bicycles, can be obtained.

As long as you have relatives and friends in the village or have money to buy a job, you will most likely find a job in the county and town. Because many jobs were inherited at that time, and some people got it in advance for their children, so older people would give their jobs to their relatives or sell them. At that time, there were also many people in rural areas with small factories in various mines. After all, they were not big factories in big cities, and work was so difficult to do.

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