When Ye Jun came back with sweet potatoes.

I saw Ye Huai and Ye Changan already beating glutinous rice.

My sister and mother are making glutinous rice cakes beside me.

Liu Yue was kneading glutinous rice cake.

The division of labor in the family is orderly.

Ye Xiaojin asked: "Brother, why did you come back alone, where is your father?"

"Our dad went to the village to kill pigs to help others."

Generally in a village, if a family wants to kill a pig, they have to call five or six young adults to help.

Everyone holds down the pig together, and then the brave and capable one kills the pig.

There was no specialized butcher in their village, so Su Daqiang usually did the killing.

He is bold and ruthless.

Those who help can often have a feast of the freshest pork at the host's house.

They are all willing to help.

When Ye Zhiping returned home, all the glutinous rice cakes at home were ready.

He was holding a bottle of sho rice wine in his hand.

"Today we kill pigs, and tomorrow we have to help others kill pigs. On the 27th, we will kill our own pigs." Ye Zhiping said, putting the rice wine on the table, "I have informed everyone that we will come to help on the 27th.

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Li Cuicui wiped her hands, "Our pig is so fat from eating feed, should we sell half of it?"

"Just for our family to eat, we probably won't be able to finish it all in a cold winter."

"When the weather gets hot, it will break."

"You forgot, we can make bacon." Ye Zhiping looked forward to it: "We can make a dozen or twenty pieces of bacon, and we can eat it for a long time next year."

Li Cuicui thought it would be okay.

Anyway, I will eat meat in the future. If I have bacon to eat, I don’t have to buy it all the time.

The 27th arrived in a blink of an eye.

The pigs at home were driven out of the pig pen. The fat pig weighed more than 200 kilograms and was white and fat.

Su Daqiang, holding the butcher's knife, was puzzled, "You have only raised this pig for half a year, why is it so fat?"

"Are you feeding this pig rice every day? Otherwise, why would it be so fat?"

Ye Zhiping smiled and said nothing, "Who has so much money to feed pigs rice."

Su Daqiang saw the remaining sweet potatoes in the stone trough and said, "You are feeding the pigs sweet potatoes. No wonder they grow so fast. Who can feed them like this?"

"That's why our family planted a lot of sweet potatoes in the wasteland this year."

"Speaking of which, our sweet potatoes are delicious. If you want to try them, you can take them home to eat."

Su Daqiang laughed: "I'm just joking with you. I'm celebrating the Chinese New Year and I don't eat sweet potatoes."

He also thought about eating meat and rice during the Chinese New Year.

Chicken and pork will be distributed during the New Year in the village, and grass carp from the reservoir will also be distributed to everyone.

After killing the pig, firecrackers were set off.

Ye Xiaojin was woken up from bed, and Li Cuicui came to ask her to eat.

Ye Xiaojin dressed up and went out to see Su Daqiang dividing the pork.

A pig was placed on a large wooden barrel, and the pork was pierced with palm leaves to make it easier to hang.

It also prevents wild cats from stealing food.

Li Cuicui has already made a table of meals using pork and pig offal.

"Jin Bao, wash your face quickly and eat."

"Okay." Ye Xiaojin entered the kitchen obediently.

On the table are pig blood soup, spicy and sour pork intestines, stir-fried pork liver and pig heart, and a large bowl of fried pork with celery.

This is killing pig rice.

"It smells so good." Ye Xiaojin couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She didn't say anything else, but this spicy and sour pork intestine looked really delicious.

Diced pickled radish and chopped chili are combined to make the sausage very attractive.

She felt that she could eat a few more bowls of rice because of her fat intestines.

Everyone eats together.

After eating the pig-killing rice, the family was busy making bacon.

During this period, I also went to the market to buy a lot of vegetables and other things for the Chinese New Year.

It’s New Year’s Eve in a blink of an eye.

Ye Zhiping bought pork, fish, chicken, and duck early in the morning.

There are also some white radishes distributed from the village.

This is a good stew of pork. The vermicelli and fried tofu are already prepared.

The cold wind was blowing outside, and there were some falling snowflakes.

The temperature has also reached three to four degrees below zero.

People from every household walked on the cold, frozen ground to go to the village.

It was around nine o'clock in the morning, and there were many people on the road.

Ye Xiaojin was held in her father's arms.

She also has trouble walking, so she needs to wear rain boots to walk on this ground.

But she didn't have the rain boots she was wearing at home.

"Jinbao, are you cold? Your hands are red. Just put them in your pocket."

"Otherwise, if you get frostbite, it will be very painful."

"Do you still remember that you had chilblains last year? Did you cry out in pain?"

Ye Xiaojin shook her head, of course it was impossible for her to know.

But she still put her hands up honestly.

She heard that if you get chilblains, you will get them every year.

She still had to pay attention, otherwise her hands would be swollen and itchy, which would definitely be uncomfortable.

Everyone came to tease Ye Xiaojin.

She just smiled.

Li Cuicui met Yang Juan on the road and said, "Sister Juan, walk slower."

Yang Juan smiled brightly and was in a very good mood, "Cuicui? Your family is so early today."

"The village got a dividend today. I was talking about this with my man last night until midnight."

"Tell me, how much money can everyone get this year?"

Li Cuicui thought for a moment: "In previous years, it was divided into more than 100 yuan, but I don't know this year."

Yang Juan rubbed her hands: "Do you think you can have 200?"

"That must be true." Li Cuicui smiled and said, "You'll find out later."

"I'm not so greedy for money. The main reason is that this spring, my son and daughter have to pay tuition again." Yang Juan sighed and couldn't help but said: "It's still not easy to support two children."

"If Xiaojin's uncle hadn't given him some money last year, he wouldn't have been able to study in the second grade of junior high school."

"There are still half a year left before he can go to school again. I just hope he does well in the exam this year, but he must never do it again."

"Otherwise, I will definitely be so angry that I won't be able to afford it anymore."

Yang Juan is not kidding, her family lives a tight life.

Fortunately, Yang Chengcheng had a good life and worked as a cadre in the village. Knowing that Yang Jin wanted to repeat his studies, he paid him a tuition fee and living expenses.

Yang Yuzhen is good at studying, and her father values ​​education.

So I also hope that my nephew can also go to school.

Yang Juan hopes so too. Look how relaxed it is for Yuzhen to be a teacher now.

It's decent, and there's a subsidy of more than 100 yuan a year.

Normally, meals and accommodation are free of charge.

She was very envious.

"Are you sure about your little one? My son works at home every day and doesn't read much."

"Xiao Huai basically spends his free time reading and writing articles. He works really hard." Li Cuicui thought for a while: "I heard from Jin Bao yesterday that her brother's article was published in the city newspaper and he got some royalties."

When Yang Juan heard this, she was so angry that she wanted to go home and give her son a good beating.
Chapter completed!