The villagers nearby also laughed, because if the people in front didn't exchange the fatty meat, then the fatty meat would be left for them.

Butcher Zhang nodded, quickly tidied up the offal and two pig heads, and then let Wang Zhenhua and the others come forward to collect them.

The pig has an extraordinary amount of offal; the offal alone is comparable to that of a whole pig.

The family happily took the pork and prepared to go home.

After all, unlike meat, frozen pig offal is difficult to process.

After dividing the pork, Wei Mo's family picked up the offal they had received, while Li Xiuxiu carried two pig heads and hurried home.

Looking at the two large basins full of pig offal, plus two big pig heads, Wei Mo's mouth watered.

The old man stood by and directed the family.

"Let's clean the pig offal first, and we'll save the two pig heads for the New Year."

The others nodded in agreement. After all, there's too much offal in pigs. Even if it doesn't spoil in winter after being braised, you can't eat it all the time.

So everyone quickly cleaned the pig offal. After cleaning, leave some outside to freeze, and prepare the rest for consumption soon.

Although pig offal is difficult to clean, with Qian Manman's skillful cooking, the taste is absolutely fantastic.

The whole village was bustling with activity, since this was meat that could be bought without ration coupons, and people could only afford to eat it a few times a year.

Everyone wants to exchange for more fatty meat and cooking oil, and then add a little bit when cooking to enhance the flavor.

As Wei Mo's family began cleaning the sewers, Qian Manman also started preparing to braise these things.

The offal that was cleaned out, enough to braise about half of, enough to make one pig's head, was enough to feed the family for several days. The main reason we were able to get so much offal was because our family had a lot of work points!

Seeing that the two large basins of pig offal in front of them had already been cleaned, Wang Zhenhua and the others asked the old man how to proceed. The old man looked at Wei Mo, who then spoke.

"Let's freeze it outside first! We can keep some food for ourselves."

"These pig heads are enough for us to eat until after the New Year. As for the offal, we'll just freeze it outside and have Aunt Manman braise it whenever we want to eat it."

In Northeast China, the outside world is like a giant natural refrigerator in winter. It would be great if this could neutralize the temperature difference with the sweltering heat of summer in the south.

Hearing Wei Mo's words, Qian Manman nodded and addressed her family.

"Sure! Actually, frozen ones are the same, as long as they're cleaned properly."

After the family finished their work, Qian Manman started making braised offal, the ingredients of which Wei Mo had secretly purchased from the trading market.

Whatever Qian Manman asked for, Wei Mo would buy it for her. Before long, the aroma filled the room, and everyone kept swallowing their saliva.

"Little glutton Wei Xiaomin," she said, tugging at Qian Manman's clothes.

"Auntie Manman, when will it get better? It's so wet~".

Qian Manman was also swallowing hard.

"Almost there, almost there, probably another two hours."

"It's going to take so long? I'm so hungry! Can you hurry up?"

Qian Manman looked at the little glutton who was just like her and patted her hair.

"That won't do, it won't taste good that way. Do you want some delicious braised offal?"

Wei Xiaomin nodded frantically to the side.

"Mmm, I want something delicious, I want something delicious."

"Then we'll have to wait a bit longer, understand?"

After Qian Manman finished speaking, Wei Xiaomin could only nod helplessly.

"Okay, Aunt Manman, *slurp*."

As the braised offal was ready, Qian Manman cooked a pot of rice and called out to everyone.

"Dinner's ready! Come and eat!"

The family had already been craving the aroma of the braised offal. Seeing that Qian Manman had already cut up the braised offal, they even filled the rice bowls with rice.

A spoonful of braised offal broth was poured over the rice, which was then topped with slices of braised offal. Wei Mo couldn't resist any longer and sat down at the table to devour it.

It smells amazing! It really smells wonderful!

Wei Mo quickly finished a bowl of rice, picked up the bowl, and said to Qian Manman,

"Auntie Manman, Auntie Manman, I want more!"

Seeing that Wei Mo finished a bowl so quickly, Qian Manman served him another full bowl of rice, with some offal and broth, and handed it to him.

"Eat up! Eat as much as you want, the more you eat, the faster you'll grow."

Seeing that her younger brother had finished eating, Wei Xiaomin sped up her pace, stuffing her little mouth full until she finished a bowl. Then she pouted at her mother, still with food in her mouth.

"Mommy, I want more too!"

Her adorable appearance amused the whole family, but now some of her speech is hard to understand.

When Wang Zhenhua saw the bowl she was holding up, everyone knew what was going on.

Wang Zhenhua filled his daughter's bowl with rice, poured on some sauce, added some offal, and then handed it to her.

The family enjoyed a lively meal together. Wei Mo was really reluctant to part with Qian Manman's money. What would happen to their meals if she got married in the future?

Qian Manman's cooking is absolutely delicious!

The next day, another gong sounded, and Wei Mo was a little stunned. The pork had just been distributed yesterday.

Moreover, it wasn't the kind of sound that was particularly tight; it was more like the sound of a gong being struck one beat at a time, just like yesterday. Wei Mo hurriedly ran to find the old man.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, why is the gong being banged again? Let's go see!"

The old man patted his eldest grandson's head and said to him.

"Hey, we're distributing fish today. Didn't the brigade catch a lot more fish recently? We've collected a lot these past two days and are going to give them to the village so they can have a fish to eat during the New Year. Isn't that a good omen? May they have abundance every year."

The villagers prepare fish every year for the Lunar New Year, hoping for good luck!

It can be said that this is a rare delicacy for every household in the village during the Spring Festival.

This year, the brigade caught them themselves and kept a lot, so that each household can get a few.

Although people often ate small fish before the ice froze, it has become very difficult to get them since the ice froze.

Only the village's winter fishing team could occasionally catch a few fish, but of course, the Wei Mo family almost never missed out.

Every time Li Dazhuang brought back fishing nets, he would have Shan Chao bring back a few. This was a special instruction from Li Dazhuang, and he always made sure to pick the biggest ones.

Although he wasn't interested in fish, Wei Mo still enjoyed watching the excitement, so he dragged the old man to the brigade headquarters to wait for the fish to be distributed.

Upon seeing Wei Mo arrive, Li Dazhuang quickly waved.

"Little Wei Mo, come here quickly, come here quickly."

The other villagers had arrived long ago, but none of them had any objection to the brigade leader letting Wei Mo cut in line.

Wang Xinhong, who was standing to the side, slowly spoke up.

"Why did he cut in line? We've been waiting for ages."

The villagers all looked down at her, and the brigade leader glared at her fiercely before speaking.

"Without him, you won't get a single fish. What are you thinking? You can't even cut in line?"