The more she said that, the more reluctant Wei Xiaomin became to leave, staring intently at the enormous fathead fish.

At noon, Qian Manman not only made fish head stew with flatbread, but also chopped the meat from the fish belly into sections, fried it in oil, added salt, and then made it into large chunks of meat.

The taste was also very delicious. Paired with the many pancakes she made and a sip of fish head soup, the whole family couldn't finish just one big fish for lunch.

After Qian Manman called out "Dinner's ready!", everyone gathered around the table.

Looking at the three large basins, one contained fish soup, one contained fish head, and one contained fried fish pieces.

Everyone picked up their flatbreads, sipped their soup, and ate their fish. It was incredibly delicious.

"It's so delicious, Aunt Manman, I want to eat it like this again tomorrow."

After Wei Xiaomin finished speaking, the others also chimed in.

"Mmm, the taste of this fish head is really delicious."

Wei Mo, on the other hand, had stopped talking altogether and was eating ravenously.

"Burp." Only after Wei Mo let out a loud burp, his belly round and full, did he slowly speak.

"Eating the first fish will bring you good luck for the coming year, everyone hurry up and eat!!"

Wang Zhenhua's eyes lit up when he heard what his youngest son, Wei Mo, said.

He kept urging everyone to eat more, saying that the more they ate, the better their luck would be, because their son was protected by the Dragon King.

Li Xiuxiu was doing the same, frantically serving food to the old man and Grandma Yu.

"Godfather, godmother, please eat more. Wei Mo is telling the truth; the first fish really does bring good luck."

Although this saying has been around for a while, the villagers had just started their winter fishing season and had no idea about such things.

The whole family was eating the delicious fish head. Everyone was stuffed, and there was still a lot left on the table, since the fish was still too big.

Qian Manman patted her little belly and said somewhat shyly,

"Oh no, I need to lie down for a while."

Wei Mo and the others all lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) to rest, supporting their bellies. Even Wang Ling and Yu Juan'er didn't clear the dishes first; they went back to the kang to rest as well.

Today is a good day, and the whole village is filled with joy.

Even the children running around in the village were shouting there.

"Slaughtering the New Year pig! Slaughtering the New Year pig!"

The children looked exceptionally happy. They only get to eat pork during the winter months.

Because the brigade raised five or six pigs for the New Year, but there was no slaughterhouse in Sanhe Town, they could only slaughter them themselves in the brigade or sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative.

This year, Daliu Village's profits were significantly better, and in order to keep his promise, the village head chose to slaughter a pig for the New Year, and then the whole village would share the pork.

The old man knew that Wei Mo liked to join in the fun, so he quickly greeted his eldest grandson.

"Wei Mo's gone, he's slaughtering the New Year's pig, are you coming?"

Upon hearing this news, Wei Mo hurriedly ran out, shouting as he ran.

"Oh no, Grandpa, wait for me, wait for me!"

Even Wang Zhenhua and his group put down their work and went to the brigade to check.

The butcher was sharpening his knife, looking at the five emaciated pigs in front of him, preparing to slaughter them in a moment.

A large number of people have gathered here to help for free, because they might receive something in return for their help, so everyone is exceptionally enthusiastic.

Following the captain's command, he spoke to Butcher Zhang.

"Begin, butcher."

Butcher Zhang nodded, looked at his sharpened knife, rinsed it with water, and with the help of several villagers, lifted the pig onto a wooden plank.

Then he plunged the knife into the neck, and "Ouch!" came a pig-like squeal.

Xu Meijuan immediately took a basin to collect the pig's blood, and everyone was beaming with joy.

After the pigs were slaughtered, the team leader directed the villagers to get busy.

"Use boiling water to remove the pig hair. After removing the pig hair, we cut the meat into pieces."

Everything proceeded smoothly. After several pigs were slaughtered, the team leader took out a gong and started banging it loudly.

Everyone knows that today is the day to slaughter the pig for the New Year, so the villagers who couldn't make it are all running here as fast as they can.

Wei Mo and the old man lined up at the front, since no one would compete with the old man.

Butcher Zhang had already cut the meat and laid it out on the table. The weather was cold, and the pork was steaming hot.

The team leader and Xu Meijuan stood to the side, holding their work point books.

"Get ready to divide the meat. Uncle Yu, look, your family has a lot of work points. Which one do you want to choose this year? In previous years we only slaughtered one pig, but this year we're slaughtering five!"

When the old village chief saw Li Dazhuang speak, he couldn't help but glance at his family members beside him, asking for their opinions.

Wang Zhenhua, Wei Mo, Qian Manman, and other family members were also discussing it.

"Where do we want the meat from?"

Actually, we don't lack pork at home. We used to have a wild boar. Although wild boar meat has a lot of lean meat and almost no fat, it is still pork.

Moreover, the pigs raised in the village are thin and emaciated, with hardly any fat meat. Isn't that similar to wild boar meat?

Wei Mo scratched his head and said to his family.

"Grandpa, Auntie, Mom, no, let's have the offal and pig's head! I want to eat the braised offal and pig's head that Mom and Auntie make."

Hearing Wei Mo say that, Wang Zhenhua swallowed hard. The wild boar offal and pig's head from last time were so delicious, much more fragrant than pork. There was still a lot of cured meat at home.

Wang Zhenhua nodded and looked at Grandpa Yu and Grandma Yu standing to the side.

"Godfather and godmother, what do you think? I think Wei Mo made a good choice."

The old man wasn't particular about food or drink, but since his eldest grandson and goddaughter had spoken, Qian Manman and the others beside him were nodding frantically in agreement.

The old man simply addressed Zhang the butcher and his men directly.

"Then let's exchange all our family's work points for pig heads, and exchange the work points of the Wei Mo family and the educated youth for pig offal."

The team leader and several others were visibly taken aback when they heard the old village chief's words, knowing that going into the water was particularly difficult.

Almost no one used work points to exchange for it. The first people to exchange for it almost always exchanged for some fatty meat, since there was less fat, it was more fragrant, and it could be used to make oil.

The captain cautiously asked the old man,

"Uncle Yu, how about we switch to some fatty meat?"

Even Butcher Zhang, who was standing to the side, spoke up.

"Uncle Yu, let's switch to fatty meat first; there's nothing good to eat in the offal."

Grandpa Yu was very popular in the village, and even the villagers behind him chimed in.

"Uncle Yu, you can replace the fatty meat first, and then take the remaining offal back with you."

The old man shook his head.

"I told you to change it, so just do it. That way, we can share the fat with the village, and we can raise more pigs next year!"

Li Dazhuang thought for a moment, looked at the work points of the Wei family, and finally spoke to Butcher Zhang.

"Then give them to Uncle Yu's family. Two pig heads and all the offal will do; nobody else wants them anyway. This shows Old Master Yu's noble character, understand?"