Chapter 241 It's like Chinese New Year
Country people don't have much to do, and the most important thing in a day is what to eat.
And after a year of hard work, it's just for the sake of having a full meal next year.
So now, Mrs. Xiao bought so much food, and the staple food alone is enough for each household to share more than a hundred kilograms. Naturally, everyone is very happy.
Seeing that the villagers are so satisfied, Mrs. Xiao narrowed her eyes and wanted to say a few words.
She came forward, bowed to everyone, and then said slowly: "This time, I have troubled you because of my family's affairs. Please bear with me. I promise you that I will never cause such trouble in the village again." The
villagers didn't care about this matter at all.
However, farmers were not good at polite words, and they were afraid of saying something wrong and offending the old lady, so they just waved their hands and told her to stop being polite.
The village chief, representing the whole village, stepped forward to support them: "Look at what you are saying. How can we afford your courtesy? Besides, you have given enough money to the injured villagers and invited Dr. Wu to see them. If you fail to pay again, we will be embarrassed."
Mrs. Xiao was afraid that everyone would feel uncomfortable, so she smiled gently and said, "Well, well, I won't say more. But I still want to thank you for helping me beat up the thief this time. These things are my token of my appreciation. Let's share them." As
soon as she said this, Mrs. Feng took out the beam scale and asked her sons to help. First, weigh out the rice, noodles and snacks.
The villagers cheered and thanked her endlessly, and then stepped forward to receive the things.
The women were all smiles, squeezing out several folds of their clothes, and took the food home to deliver.
The men knocked on the copper bells from the east to the west of the village, fearing that some families would miss such a good thing.
Children like Wangfu were as happy as monkeys in the sky. After receiving the crisp candies and snacks, they took them under their clothes and ate them happily while running.
Some adults were afraid that their children would be greedy, so they chased after them: "Hurry home and put them away. Don't eat them all. Remember to leave some for your grandfather and grandmother, otherwise you will be beaten."
Old lady Xiao was amused by this and laughed. Even Mrs. Xiao, who was in a depressed mood, couldn't help but cover her mouth with a handkerchief, and there was more smile in her eyes.
The days in the village were like this, with a lively atmosphere and joy everywhere.
Little Nuobao rode on Jiang Fenghu's neck, supported by her cute short elbows, giggling and watching everything. Anyone would want to pinch her little face.
Old Mrs. Xiao came over and took a piece of crisp candy and stuffed it into her drooling mouth.
"It's so sweet, Grandma Xiao, can I have another one?" Little Nuobao sucked the candy, reluctant to swallow it.
Old Mrs. Xiao took another breath and grabbed four or five pieces, but she had to feed this good baby enough.
Mrs. Feng was afraid that eating too much candy would rot her teeth, so she took the time to tap her little forehead and said, "Little glutton, I'll let you off during the day and let you eat enough, but you're not allowed to touch candy at night."
Little Nuobao blinked mischievously, humming and humming in her mouth, and then stuffed another piece of candy into her mouth, which was so sweet that she wanted to clap her hands.
Rice and noodles were easy to weigh and count, and they were divided up in a short time.
The remaining chickens and ducks were also easy to deal with. Each household could get one and take it home to raise or eat. Anyway, they could take care of it themselves.
But there were still four big pigs, tied up tightly, lying straight on the ground and groaning.
Mrs. Feng looked at them and felt a little worried. It would take some time to divide them all.
"Village chief, what should we do with the pigs? Should we slaughter them all first? But it's too hot. If we don't finish the pork in a short time, it will go bad easily." Mrs. Feng asked patiently.
The village chief pouted with a cigarette.
"That's right. If we divide them all, each family can get 20 to 30 kilograms. If it's winter, we can put them outside to freeze."
"How about this? Let's slaughter one first and keep the rest in my pig pen. We'll divide them slowly after a few days." The village chief made up his mind.
Mrs. Feng thought about it and nodded. She thought this was the best way.
In this way, the villagers who want to eat the pork while it's fresh don't have to worry about it going bad. And those who don't want to finish it and want to keep it for bacon can divide it slowly without delaying them.
So everyone started to work. Some people started to sharpen knives, carry pigs, and bring stools.
Some others were responsible for untying the other three pigs and driving them to the village chief's pigpen.
Jiang Fenghu was always good at this, so he was also called to help.
Seeing that the villagers were happy, the village chief took charge and said, "The pig bones and some pig offal are not easy to divide. No one wants those scraps. Why don't we wait until the pigs are killed, stew the bones, stuff the blood intestines, and jelly the skin. The whole village can have a pig slaughtering meal together to have a good time. The remaining good meat can be divided among the families."
When the women heard this, they all smiled and went home, put on their aprons, and started to set up the pot and boil water.
The children eagerly crowded around the pot, and sat in a row, licking their lips, waiting to get close to the pot and eat the food.
Li Qiqiao was always there to help with the arrangements for the whole village, and Feng went to the stove with her to get busy.
Jiang Fengnian and Jiang Fenghu worked hard, one chopping big ribs and the other chopping pig spines.
The village became busier all of a sudden, and little Nuobao was having a lot of fun without an adult to look after her.
Her short legs moved very fast, and she walked around like a little adult with her hands behind her back.
If you didn't know, you would think that the little girl wanted to help, but you didn't know that this little eye-catcher just wanted to watch the fun.
The villagers who passed by her would always stop what they were doing and take the opportunity to hug her or pat her chubby cheeks.
Little Nuobao simply went on a "tour performance" and went around all the villagers.
When she was tired of playing, she ran into the yard of the village chief's house to find a bench to rest.
At this time, the three big pigs had just been thrown into the pen. I don't know if they were hungry or frightened, but they were grunting and arching the door of the pen.
Little Nuobao shook her fat arms and twisted her fat short legs, and was attracted by the cry.
Thinking that the village chief must not have fed them yet, she casually threw two peaches from the offerings into the pen.
"Eat, big pig, you'd better grow a few more pounds of meat after eating!" Little Nuobao patted the pig pen door and laughed loudly.
But the pig pen door was not solid.
Besides, the village chief’s family hadn’t raised pigs for several years, and the wooden door had long been rotten at the corners, shaking when touched.
Just as Xiao Nuobao turned around and was about to go back to her mother, the pig’s mouth came up from behind.
The big black pig grunted and pushed open the door of the pen. It sniffed twice out of hunger, and then bit Nuobao on the butt!
"Ah wow wow!" Xiao Nuobao screamed and covered her butt, subconsciously running away.
But the pig’s mouth held on to the little girl in flower pants, and before she could take a step, her fleshy body was pulled back and fell flat on her face.
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