Everything is ready.
Everyone in the line drew lots.
Just wait for Accountant Wang to come with the notebook and call out the number of lots that everyone has in their hands, and then take the meat according to the number on each piece of meat.
Some villagers were whispering to each other.
Some villagers were grinning and talking nonsense.
Some villagers lined up silently, praying silently in their hearts.
What they talked about, expected and prayed for was all about getting a piece of the best fat meat soon.
The kind of fat that can be refined into fatty oil.
Even the educated youth were no exception.
Except for Mu Yunxi and Sheng Zhiyi, there was probably no one else present who didn't want to get a share of the fat meat.
Mu Yunxi doesn't like eating fatty meat.
The most fatty meat she can eat is the leaner pork belly.
She really couldn't handle that kind of fat.
Sheng Zhiyi did this because his partner likes to eat leaner pork belly and lean meat.
So he hoped that he could get some leaner pork or lean pork belly.
Don't get too much fat.
Sheng Zhiyi looked at the lottery number in his hand.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Number 22 is a very auspicious number.
In pairs, so happy.
It's very similar to the relationship between him and Xixi.
He will surely get what he wants soon.
Just as Sheng Zhiyi was lost in thought, a voice instantly brought his thoughts back.
"Number one, take your drawn lot number and go to the captain to get the meat."
"Number Two, prepare the things to hold the meat."
Accountant Wang's calm and loud voice rang out.
He held a notebook and a pen in his hand, and was responsible for calling out the numbers and writing down the names of the people whose numbers belonged to him in the notebook.
The team leader is responsible for managing the sorted meat.
After seeing the number drawn in the lottery, the number is collected and the corresponding meat is given to the members.
In this way, everyone lined up in turn according to the number of the lot in their hand to wait for the meat.
The meat distribution scene was very lively.
Many families brought almost their entire families to the scene, waiting to share the meat.
The families who got more fat meat all had happy smiles on their faces.
It's like winning a big prize.
A young man who received the fat meat shook the fat meat in his hand with a somewhat proud tone.
"Oh, our brigade's pigs are really well-raised this year. The pork is even fatter than last year's, and it's so juicy that it makes people happy just looking at it."
The people standing by were jealous as they watched him show off the big fat piece of meat in his hand.
I was so envious, my tone was sour,
"You're really lucky, kid. Last year you got the fat meat, and this year you got the fat meat too. I don't know what kind of luck you have."
: "Hahahaha... just make do... just make do..."
The young man who received the fat meat left a hateful remark and laughed as he left the meat distribution scene.
Those who were given more lean meat had sad looks on their faces, and seemed to have a thousand unhappy things in their hearts.
: "Oh, why is my luck so bad!"
"The meat we got last year was very lean, and this year it's still lean."
The person who spoke had a sad tone and sighed heavily after he finished speaking.
Seeing that he was depressed, the villagers around him offered words of comfort.
: "It's also good to have leaner pork. It lasts longer and can be used to make a variety of dishes."
"Yes, lean meat is also delicious. If you really can't find it, why not ask your wife or your children to draw lots for you next year? Maybe you can get a big piece of fat meat."
: "Yeah... there's nothing wrong with lean meat. It's good to eat."
The man who got the lean meat glanced at the villagers who were talking without any hesitation and said unhappily,
"Since lean meat is so good, if you get some fat meat later, I'll trade with you."
Hearing this, several people smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.
What a joke. Who, after getting a piece of fat meat, would be willing to exchange it with others? Wouldn't that be stupid?
In fact, no matter whether you get the big fat...
I still got the leaner pork...
Everyone was happy.
After all, it only happens once a year, and having meat is better than having no meat.
You know, some production brigades with poorer conditions are not like their Yanshan Brigade, which slaughters pigs every year.
Those brigades could only slaughter the New Year pig and distribute the New Year meat once every two years.
In comparison, their lives in Yanshan Village are relatively good.
Because it is close to the commune, on market days, villagers can go to the commune to sell some mountain products or eggs saved at home to subsidize their family living expenses.
For a while.
There was a crowd of people on the road leading to the pigpen entrance.
There were voices of discussion in twos and threes...
There was laughter when the meat was received...
There were complaints in a dissatisfied tone...
And the sounds of children playing and laughing...
Mu Yunxi looked at the joyful scenes unique to this era and felt quite emotional.
In Yanshan Brigade, everyone’s living conditions are not very good.
It is common to eat not much oily or meaty dishes at every meal.
For them, being able to eat a meal with a lot of oil and meat is a luxury and an extremely happy thing.
The current issue is whether to get fat or lean meat.
Everyone was naturally the happiest to get the fat from the ribs.
But if the meat is from the front and back thighs, or the lean meat from the back.
The members naturally felt unhappy.
In addition to frowning and blaming oneself for bad luck, one can't help but complain a few words.
I hope my luck will be better next year and I can get a piece of the best fat meat.
In this era,
Although life is not easy for everyone,
But he is full of spirit.
Living in poverty,
But I live a pure and happy life.
Since the pork was sorted one by one, the work of dividing the pork went very smoothly.
Before long, all the pork was distributed to all the members.
Everyone went home with different feelings.
Along the way.
The aroma of refined lard had already wafted from the homes of those villagers who received the meat earlier.
Wang Fang and Jiang Bei also enthusiastically talked about the interesting things that happened when dividing the meat.
Although life is hard.
But everyone is still optimistic and enjoying this happy moment that comes once a year.
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