"Dad, the brine is ready!"
A Ling was holding a stainless steel porcelain basin filled with a lot of salt water.
A man reached out and took the stainless steel basin.
Lao Hu's father-in-law wiped the pig's neck with a clean towel, then hooked the pig's chin with the hook in his left hand, and at the same time, thrust the pig-killing knife in his right hand directly into the pig's neck.
“Ouch—”
The fat pig howled in pain and immediately struggled frantically, but his body was held down by several men, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.
Lao Hu's father-in-law pulled out the sharp knife, and a stream of blood spurted out instantly.
"Hurry, hurry, catch it with a basin!"
Lao Hu's father-in-law shouted, while holding the hook tightly with his other hand.
The man holding the porcelain basin quickly extended it to catch the spurting pig blood.
As the pig's howls began, its blood also spurted out rhythmically following the sounds.
After a while,
The pig's voice gradually became smaller and the wailing stopped. The man then took the pig's blood away. A woman next to him took the pig's blood and carried it to the kitchen.
Next, someone found a ladder and placed it horizontally on the iron pot on the earthen stove. Then, several men shouted and carried the fat pig up the ladder.
A man quickly took a steel ladle and scooped up the boiling water from the pot and poured it on the pig.
After pouring water all over half of the body, the man reached out and pulled off a handful of pig hair.
“Okay!”
As soon as he opened his mouth, two men came up with sharp knives, held the blades horizontally across the pig's body and began to scrape. With each cut, they scraped off the pig's hair along with a thin layer of cuticle, revealing the pig's white body.
After scraping one side, turn over to the other side and continue to pour boiling water and scrape.
After scraping the pig's body, the head, tail, and feet...
In less than half an hour, the big fat pig looked brand new.
Rinse several times with cold water.
Several men lifted the fat pig onto a solid wooden table.
Lao Hu's father-in-law came forward with a butcher knife, gently swung it left and right on the sharpening stick, turned the pig's head around, and then used the tip of the knife to pick a few times at the joints of the pig's head, and the whole pig's head was separated from the pig's body.
Lao Hu's father-in-law used the tip of the knife to poke a hole in the pig's head, scooped a spoonful of water to clean the blood on it, and then handed it to a man next to him. The man put his fingers into the hole, picked up the pig's head and threw it onto a clean cloth next to him.
Next is to open the pig body,
The sharp knife cut open the belly, revealing four fingers thick fat. Seeing such thick fat, everyone smiled.
"Son-in-law, this thick layer of fat, if boiled into oil, would be enough for your family to eat for half a year. You can add some of the oil residue to your noodles or fry some when you drink. It tastes so good!"
Lao Hu's father-in-law looked at him with a smile. His daughter married Lao Hu, and the days would be more and more beautiful.
Although Lao Hu did not go out to work, the couple was diligent. Lao Hu was not lazy and worked in the fields every day. In addition to taking care of the children, Aling also managed the house in an orderly manner.
The two of them live a better and better life day by day.
They, as parents, also felt relieved.
When Lao Hu heard what his father-in-law said, he turned his head and glanced at Chen Fan with a silly smile on his face and a hint of longing in his eyes, as if he was longing for praise from his parents after receiving an award in school.
Chen Fan smiled and punched Lao Hu lightly on the shoulder with his fist.
"You kid... not bad..."
“Hehehe!”
Lao Hu smiled foolishly, then turned to look at A Ling who was busy with a group of women, and the light in his eyes became brighter.
Chen Fan also laughed, and his eyes were full of envy.
If he could choose... he would also be willing to take Bai Luo to a secluded place, a house for two people, three meals a day, four seasons a year...
Unfortunately, there is no if.
After Lao Hu's father-in-law did all this, he left the rest of the cleaning of the internal organs to the young people.
After the pork was slaughtered and cleaned of hair and brought home, the people in the yard started to get busy, washing vegetables, cleaning pots, cutting meat, cooking... everything went on in an orderly manner.
"His elder brother... Let's go and warm ourselves by the fire!"
The old village chief greeted Chen Fan. He didn't know Chen Fan's name, so he followed the younger generation, Lao Hu, and called him. Chen Fan smiled and nodded. The two of them walked over, and several children stood up to make room for them.
"Thank you, little friend!" Chen Fan reached out and touched the dark face of the child in front of him, without any disgust.
The child's face turned red, and he turned around and threw himself into his mother's arms. His dark and rosy face turned from time to time to glance at Cheng secretly. His shy and pure eyes were full of curiosity about this handsome man with white hair.
Several people sat down by the big stove.
The coals in the stove were burning red, and as soon as I got close I felt a burst of heat towards me.
"His elder brother..."
"Uncle, please call me Xiaofan!"
Chen Fan interrupted the old village chief,
"Okay, then old man, just take advantage of your age!" Lao Hu's father-in-law showed an pleased expression when he heard Chen Fan's humble words.
"Xiao Fan, how old are you this year? Where are you from? What do you do? Do you have a wife?"
"Don't tell me yet. Let me guess. My son-in-law is 27 this year... You should be almost 30, right?"
"Uncle, I'm 49 years old..."
"Forty-five, you're not young anymore... What, you're forty-five?"
The old village chief suddenly reacted.
"Yes, sir...the two next to you are my son and daughter, one is 25 or 26, the other is 21 or 22!"
Chen Fan smiled.
The old man was stunned for a few seconds, then he said quietly: "Um...brother, I am only nine years older than you...why don't you still call me big brother..."
"No?"
Chen Fan was also stunned.
"Ahem, well, my daughter is only 25... I might be getting a little anxious because of my age..."
The old village chief coughed and felt a little embarrassed.
Chen Fan: “…”
"Which...brother?"
"Hey! That sounds exciting!"
Chen Fan called out tentatively, and the old village chief immediately smiled.
"Brother..."
At this moment, Lao Hu also came over, pulled a stool and sat next to Chen Fan.
"dad........"
He turned around and called out to the old village chief.
Chen Fan: “…”
The old village chief: "........."
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