Both rain and dew are touched

The morning of killing the pig was somewhat childish.

The pig ran away...

A whole village fled for their lives.

Many villagers wanted to come up to help, but Mrs. Zhou stopped them.

"What are you doing, mother? Why don't you ask someone to help you?" Jiang Lu was sweating profusely. She couldn't run anymore.

"You still don't know the Zhou Huang family well enough," Zhou Chunhe sighed, "She's not afraid that people will come to help. She's afraid that people will miss her pig-killing rice."

Seeing Jiang Lu's confused face, Zhou Chunhe explained it again, "Pig killing during the Chinese New Year is always a lively event. Even if you happen to meet someone while passing by, you have to politely ask someone to come in and eat a piece of pig head meat, let alone someone else.

Did you help?"

Jiang Lu stood still with his hands on his hips, "I can't run anymore. I'm willing to give my piece of food to someone, as long as he helps me catch this pig."

"What do you mean by a certain person? I don't have a name?" Zhou Chunhe was unhappy and thought he was just a decoration. "Just wait, I will catch him for you."

Mrs. Zhou was still making her final struggle. Seeing the pig right in front, she couldn't catch up.

"Okay, let's go play and don't go too far." Jiang Lu let go.

"I'm going to kill it..." I'm going to kill it!

Jiang Lu was embarrassed. It's not like the emperor favored the harem, and he had to get the rain and dew equally?!

At this time, Zhou Tian dropped the gourd in his hand, reached out and pinched the neck of a big goose. The goose pounced on its ribs and squawked. Zhou Tian leaned back, instinctively preventing the goose from pecking his neck.

Eye.

Zhou Chunhe came in, saw this scene, and probably knew what he was doing, so he put the things in his hands on the stove, "Mother, which song are you singing?"

Mrs. Zhou stuttered when she saw Daman and Xiya carrying pigs over, "Who, who asked you to come?"

"Don't cry when your son goes to Fangjiewa from now on."

Zhou Tian probably smelled the smell of pig shit, pinched his nose, turned around, and studied the pig head on the chopping board.

"I brought the words with you. It's up to you two to decide whether to go or not." Zhou Chunhe explained.

"Wait a minute!" Mrs. Zhou's spatula held down those things, "Did Zhao Bin and his wife bring them all?"

"Rely on me, rely on me." Zhou Tian understood that he had been entrusted with an important task, and his nose was so excited that he looked at his mother with disdain. Women are timid.

Ren Suqiu screamed in the yard, she missed this kind of farm yard so much, oh oh oh~

Zhou Tian huddled behind Zhou Chunhe, and a huge thing fell from the sky. It was scarier than the squawking of a goose, and bigger than a pig. What kind of monster is this? Mom, help~

Mrs. Zhou was originally afraid of the crowds, so she shared the pig-killing rice with her. But when she heard that two more people were coming, her hand in the kitchen became reluctant and banged the stove, which made her partner's heart ache.

Already.

Poor pig that ran away for more than half of the village was caught like this. Everyone sighed, how could they be caught? After all, she was exhausted and it was Zhou Huang who was so stingy.

Jiang Lu took a breath.

"The pigs will die in the well, and the geese will also die in the well." Zhou Tian felt that everyone should be treated equally.

The pig screamed, and then blood spurted out. The boy was not afraid at all and didn't even blink.

Mrs. Zhou feels heartbroken.

Jiang Lu felt a little uneasy, so she walked to the backyard and saw that Zhou Tian was watering his grandmother's three geese.

"Don't, don't let go!" Mrs. Zhou quickly stopped her. She couldn't run anymore and she would die.

"Where are you going? Why are you rushing out when everyone is here?" Mrs. Zhou said sagely.

Xiya Daman officially became two parts of the pig-killing rice.

"Chunhe, you are so brave, you are not afraid of smoke." The pig butcher said with a smile.

The hot water was boiled and the knife was polished. The butcher wore an apron and walked toward the pig trying to escape with his knife in his hand.

Somehow, everyone agreed that pig head meat is more delicious than meat, and pig-killing rice is even more delicious than New Year's Eve dinner. Unfortunately, we didn't eat it this time.

I saw him going straight to the backyard and didn't come out for a long time.

"Okay, if you say you don't want to rush, we won't rush." ​​Zhou Chunhe suppressed a smile and retreated.

Zhou Tianjin followed his mother's instructions and didn't even step out of the yard. He specially set up a small bench in front of the pig butchers and watched them meticulously process the pig intestines.

Jiang Lu closed her eyes and didn't dare to look, thinking that her son didn't look either. Little did he know that the first ideal seed had been quietly planted in the little guy's heart: to be a pig butcher when he grew up.

"Boss, boss, we are here to help you." Xiya Daman joined the team without waiting for Zhou Chunhe's consent.

"Mom, mom, boil some water," Zhou Tian shouted while pulling the goose with his eyes closed.

"Ask Daman Xiya to come in and light the fire." These two brought nothing and came empty-handed, so they were not allowed to do anything about them.

However, like a son, like a father, Zhou Chunhe pulled his son over and kissed him, "Tian'er, it depends on you whether dad can eat the stewed goose."

At this time, the courtyard door was pushed open. Jiang Lu saw Daman, then Xiya, and was ready to enter the house.

Zhou Chunhe didn't argue, just shook the things and said: "It seems that it's not necessary. I'll ask Zhao Bin and the others to go back and get these pastries, peanut and walnut preserves, and these duck necks and duck paw sauce tongues."

go back."

Jiang Lu shook her head, knowing that it would be useless to care anymore, so she simply let it go. With a father like this, one sentence was enough for her to say a hundred words.

"The big goose belongs to grandma, and mother can't make the decision. If you want to kill the big goose, you must first ask grandma if she agrees." Jiang Lu lectured.

The pig butcher looked at the family and was very happy.

Jiang Lu took Zhou Tian's hand and told it to his father, Zhou Chunhe, as a joke. He didn't expect Zhou Chunhe to teach his son a lesson, he could at least scare him. Being pecked by a goose was no small matter.

After Mrs. Zhou put the pig's head into the pot, Zhou took small steps to come out. When she met the threshold, she crawled with her hands and feet.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Lu asked.

This time, Zhou Chunhe acquiesced.

Before the goose could kill Zhou Tian, ​​Jiang Lu first rescued his son from the goose. The goose was not a kind person. If he was pecked by it, Jiang Lu couldn't believe the consequences.

Jiang Lu covered little Tiantian's eyes. The little guy was so curious that he opened the gap between his mother's fingers and took a sneak peek.

"Isn't that right? I won't eat your bowl of rice for free. These things are enough to buy a whole pig's head."

He also warned his son earnestly that he could not kill the goose, as grandma would fight tooth and nail.

Then I saw Ren Suqiu and Zhao Bin coming in.

Never tire of it.

It wasn't until Mrs. Zhou came over to take the pig's head in to cook pig-killing rice that Zhou Tian followed her grandma into the kitchen.

But these two don’t necessarily listen to what their own mothers say, so how can they listen to other people’s mothers?

I saw that each of them had a handful of melon seeds and a cup of tea. They were more at ease than the two distinguished guests, Zhao Bin and Ren Suqiu.

"You dare to eat pork, but you are afraid of killing pigs, don't you think so, Zhou Tian?" Zhou Chunhe admired his son's courage very much.

"Why are you crying? I have to hand him the ladder." Zhou Chunhe felt that his son should be a little bit urinary, otherwise he would be too cowardly to watch.

Zhou Tian yawned. He was so bored. The goose died without a well.

"What are you doing?"

"Who wants your help?" Mrs. Zhou asked angrily.

"We are here to help, Auntie." Daman said with a smile.

"This tea is really good, sister-in-law, what kind of tea is this?" Daman turned a deaf ear to Zhou Chunhe's words.

"Jianglu Jianglu, here I come!" A loud voice echoed throughout the yard.

"Oh, aren't you asking people to go back?"

"Child, if you didn't tell me earlier, please quickly invite someone to sit down and drink some tea. The meal will be ready soon."

"Then let's go?" He said and relaxed the burden on his shoulders.

"Eat, come and eat, I raise pigs just for you to eat, please." Mrs. Zhou cursed.

"Don't drink too much good tea, or you won't be able to eat good food if you wait carefully." Jiang Lu said with a smile.

Da Man Xiya was so frightened that she quickly threw away the peanuts in her hand.

"Jiang Lu, please take me around, hurry up." Ren Suqiu couldn't wait to embrace this large rural area that exudes a rustic flavor.

After eating pig-killing rice, we are waiting for the Chinese New Year dinner.
Chapter completed!