, Slaughtering New Year's Pigs New Year's Eve is here

Author: Biantang Wushi

, Slaughtering New Year's Pigs New Year's Eve is here

Zitong was a little surprised and quickly turned around and asked me why this little mud dog barked?

I smiled and told her that this was using the principle of airflow vortex.

The stall owner obviously doesn't understand what I'm talking about, but he just knows how to do it, hahaha, practice it to bring true knowledge. This is the unique folk culture of our countryside in the Spring Festival. If it is normal, it is really rare and you may occasionally see it at some temple fairs.

"Big rooster, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

In addition to eating, drinking, buying meat, and buying vegetables on the spot, it is naturally another highlight of the market. Just prick up your ears and listen carefully. The shouts of various hawking are endless, one after another. The New Year atmosphere becomes increasingly strong in these tiny bargaining sounds, making people feel more and more friendly and more comfortable. The unhappiness, depression and frustration that have been accumulated in the heart for the past year will be wiped out.

"Come on, how many pounds do you want?"

"Two pounds".

"It's so delicious, three and a half pounds, and one or two more."

If this were normal, the person who bought meat would have been angry. Damn, what are you doing? Can you do business? I only need two pounds, but you give me three and a half pounds. What's the point of being accurate? When you get angry, you probably turn your head and leave, so you just stop buying it.

But today is different. No one will get angry, and no one will get angry about it. What you hear the most is a "management, control" answer, and then the customer smiled and left, although he was muttering, "There are too many cuts, too many cuts"

My mother went to the front stall to buy a pottery for praying for blessings. This thing is also a must-have New Year utensil for every household here, but it is not always necessary to buy it every year unless the original one at home is rotten. Don’t look at the craftsmanship of this thing, and you will be a little disliked. In fact, although it does not have the exquisite elegance of the five famous kilns, it has the simplicity and roughness of our local folk customs.

As an undisputed practical utensil, it will be placed on the altar table during the Chinese New Year, filled with grains and cereals one by one, then put in incense and ignite. The remaining smoke began to burn brightly. What rose up was not just a smoke, but all the good wishes of the people for the whole family, the humble and respectful worship of ancestors and ancestors, and the earnest expectations for future life.

A strong fragrance came next to it. Needless to ask, this is the mutton soup shop with unique characteristics of the northern market. Usually, a simple shed is built in a corner of the market, surrounded by canvas, and a huge pot on the side, accompanied by coriander and seasoning. The price is the lowest, the amount is the most abundant, but it is the warmest when eaten, with warm hands, feet, and heart. A bowl of soup, two taels of wine, three people, enough wine and enough to withstand the severe cold of winter in the north. The steaming soup is even more like the ordinary life of ordinary people.

The world is the atmosphere of fireworks in the market, the Chinese New Year is ordinary and lively. The traffic is bustling and bustling. Feel the excitement in the center, find the New Year atmosphere in the lively, and feel the happiness in the New Year atmosphere. The vicissitudes of faces, rich expressions, and distinct regional characteristics. The crowded people in front of the stalls are packed and returned home with a lot of packs. The strong atmosphere makes me feel that this year has passed.

Early in the morning on the 22nd, before we got up, we heard the third uncle and father outside the yard. They were preparing for something. I know that this is about to start killing the New Year pig. When it comes to killing the New Year pig, we can always stir up the happy heartstrings of our generation when we were young. Killing the New Year pig is really a big event in rural families. When we were young, we grew up with the joy of killing the New Year pig. In fact, the reason why we hope to kill the New Year pig is not entirely for eating pork. In fact, what we like most is the joyful and lively atmosphere when killing the New Year pig, which is far better than the taste of pork.

The pig from Uncle San’s family has been raised for more than two years, with nearly 400 kilograms. A group of people tried hard to tie it out of the pigpen and lift it out. Before they could use the knife, the pig’s tragic shouts spread throughout the village. The sixth brother, a professional pig killer in our village, held the knife that had been sharpened for a long time, grabbed the big black pig's ear with one hand, and called everyone to use some force to pull it over there, and then, seized the opportunity and stabbed it down under the second senior brother’s neck with a knife.

Then he tried harder and saw his hand drilling in with the knife handle, as if it was still stirring in his stomach. As the knife was pulled out, a stream of blood spurted out directly. A large pottery basin with salt had been placed under the table in advance. It took more than ten minutes to flow, filled a large basin and brought a small basin.

During this period, although the voice of the big black pig gradually declined, everyone still couldn't take it lightly. Several people still had to hold it tightly and press the second senior brother until they felt that the big pig had no strength and the sound was gone, only the air that was out and the air that was inflowing, and then they gradually relaxed their hands.

Then, the sixth brother quickly tied the big pig's mouth tightly with a straw rope, and then cut a small hole in the back of the hoof. The dragon had already brought the vent pipe and vented it "puchi". As the vent pipe went up and down, the big pig's belly slowly began to bulge, and it was not until he slapped his hand and made a sound.

The hot water burned there was already in place, so the guy started to use a scoop and poured it on the fat pig. As the hot water passed by, the knife in the old sixth brother's hand flew up and down, and pieces of black pig hair fell down one after another.

In addition to eating pork when killing New Year pigs, you should prepare enough cooking oil at one time while killing New Year pigs. My mother helped my aunt boil the pig's fat into oil and put it in the oil jar. This is commonly known as "meat oil". It can be eaten for a full year.

After working hard next to me for a long time, my father chose a large piece of high-quality pork belly early, and the fat was about two fingers thick. He weighed it on a scale and weighed it, and it was 13 and a half pounds. Haha, I guess, it would be like before. As soon as I got home, my mother would start nagging for a long time. Why did she cut so much? Look at who is at home, she only cut 2 pounds of meat during the New Year. It is so expensive, so it is better to buy more other dishes to eat.

However, what I didn't expect was that this time I was wrong. My mother saw us bringing such a large piece of meat back, and she didn't say anything for the first time. On the contrary, she smiled and said, "Okay, okay, this meat is well cut." I understand, my mother has gotten together this year, and I got married again, and she has an extra daughter-in-law, and her daughter-in-law is still big. Compared with her eldest grandson, a few pounds of meat is nothing, and she is willing to buy dozens of pounds, hahahahaha.

Since the meat is coming, then it's time to start. So the action starts, such as chopping dumpling filling, kneading noodles, fried meatballs, etc. Everyone divided their work and was very busy. As a southerner, Zitong spent the first time in the north for the New Year. She felt everything was fresh and wanted to try everything. It was rare that she was in such a good mood, hahaha

The next morning, I woke up early, and a ray of Hexi's sunlight shone into the window. I opened my sleepy eyes slightly, and saw Zitong pillowing my arm, holding my left hand around my neck, and was still sleeping. Recently, the fetus seemed to grow too fast, and she felt a little uncomfortable when she was lying down to sleep flat. During the prenatal check-up, the doctor said that it had already pressed down on her heart, so she could only sleep on her side so that she could feel a little better.

I didn't move, and looked at her delicate face quietly. This face did not become haggard because of pregnancy, but instead radiated a kind of maternal brilliance, which was more charming than before. Yesterday afternoon, when my sister-in-law next door came to visit her house, she whispered to her mother that her second sister might be pregnant. Look, how brilliant this skin is. As the saying goes, the daughter is raising people.

The mother smiled and said, "This is not accurate." Some of the old sayings are very accurate, and some are not accurate. When I was pregnant with the fourth year of the year, I ate spicy food all day long, and I felt completely different from his brothers. I thought I must be a daughter, but the result is, hahahaha. In fact, we like both boys and girls. As long as adults and children are safe, it's fine."

My mother is right, boys and girls are not important to me. What I want is Zitong not to suffer so much. People say that pregnant women are the hardest and most beautiful. It is true. I secretly said that, Zitong, thank you for your hard work.

Inadvertently, I turned my attention to the calendar on the wall. January 23, New Year's Eve, the last day of this year. Tomorrow will usher in a new year, a brand new life, a brand new life.
Chapter completed!