The fourth day of August.
Early in the morning, Master Yang brought over a pig on a tractor, weighing about two or three hundred kilograms.
"Kill them at home?" Meng Qidi asked.
"Yes, we'll kill it tomorrow morning. I'll call someone to kill the pig tomorrow morning." Master Yang nodded.
Their wedding was not complicated. Jinhua was getting married for the second time and he was old, so he didn't plan to get married in a sedan chair.
Just bring all his things over in the next two days and we can hold the wedding banquet the day after tomorrow.
It was the first time that Yi Bo saw a pig being slaughtered up close. "That will be a lot of work, right?"
Wang Jinhua smiled and said, "Of course, we need to boil some water, and we need large basins and buckets. We will go to his uncle's house later to borrow a bench. There is one at home by the stairs."
There was a wedding at home, so Ling Xiao, Uncle Yi, and Mr. Qiu Sanye didn't go to the county town for the past two days.
Uncle Yi clapped his hands and helped drive the big pig off the car and drove it to the pigsty in the backyard. In fact, there were pigs in his own pigsty, but they were New Year pigs and were not very big.
Everyone was talking noisily in the yard. Master Yang drove the pigs out and took a look around. He found that when he came in, he didn't see Ling Xiao, Xiao Qi, his wife, and their two children.
"Where's Xiaoqi?"
"They took their two children into the mountains, saying they were going to bring back some mountain products."
Mr. Qiu San was a little unhappy. The mountain behind the Ling family's house was too dangerous, but those two insisted on going there and refused to listen to anyone's advice.
"Don't worry, my dear relatives. Xiaoqi is very familiar with this mountain, and she is very strong."
Master Yang was relieved. He had seen that the girl was very strong, and he also heard that she had learned martial arts from Ling Xiao in the army. There would definitely be no danger for her. It was just that he shouldn't take the child with him.
The couple that everyone was worried about had already entered the mountain and walked very deep into the mountains, to the bottom of the waterfall where Meng Qidi dug tea trees a few years ago.
"Ah, there are fish again! Hurry up, uncle, don't let them run away!"
Little Orange screamed with excitement.
Ling Xiao quickly retrieved the fishing rod. The girl kept yelling. He thought he could catch the fish. It was really stupid that wild fish were not afraid of people...
A big and fat fish fell into the bucket, and Chujiu, who had been watching quietly nearby, also came over.
When the first fish entered the bucket, Ling Cheng calmed down and talked in a low voice with Chu Jiu around the bucket.
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on fishing, not knowing when his wife would come back.
Just as he was thinking, there was a sound from the thorn bushes behind him. Ling Xiao turned his head quickly and saw Meng Qidi jumping out from the other side nimbly with a basket in one hand and a snakeskin bag in the other.
"Aunt!"
"elder sister!"
The two children quickly stood up and tried to run over.
Meng Qidi jumped over from the ditch and said, "Don't move."
After coming over, he put the things in his hands on the ground and said, "Don't touch these. Wait until I come back. I'll go get some firewood."
Having said that, he turned around and went back into the jungle, but this time he came back quickly, in less than ten minutes, carrying a large pile of firewood.
Without Xiao Chengzi's disturbance, Ling Xiao caught two more fish, making a total of three fish. But he stopped fishing because he was afraid that the four of them might not be able to finish them.
Kill the fish, clean it, throw it back into the bucket, roll up your trousers and go into the water to feel for rocks.
Meng Qidi put the firewood on the dry grass, and then went to sort out the things she had brought back. The things in the snakeskin bag were taken out from the space.
There was a pot, a casserole, a small bottle of oil, a small jar of salt, four bowls, four pairs of chopsticks, two small plates, a small spatula and a soup spoon.
Ling Xiao threw a few large rocks up, glanced at the treasures she brought, and silently glanced at the flat stone slab he brought up. Uh, it seems that he doesn't need this...
However, it can also be used to store dishes and chopsticks.
Meng Qidi didn't notice Ling Xiao's actions and began to organize the things in the basket, which she had picked along the way.
There are mushrooms, chives, wild celery, etc., as well as some mountain peaches, loquats, sour pears and plums.
Of course, there was also a pheasant and a wild rabbit.
Meng Qidi took out the things inside, threw pheasants and rabbits into the basket, and there was also a dagger inside.
Ling Xiao built two simple stoves, one for pots and the other for casseroles, and also built a simple table using two large stones and stone slabs.
Glancing at the things in her basket, he picked it up and walked downstream, trying not to let the two children see him kill.
On this side, Meng Qidi washed the pot and casserole and started to light the fire.
There are three fish. I put water in the casserole and planned to make fish soup later. I fried the other two directly.
Ling Xiao came back after processing the pheasant and rabbit. The fire was already lit and a fried fish was boiling in the casserole.
The two little guys squatted beside, eating peaches and watching intently.
Ling Xiao put the basket down and asked, "What should we do?"
"Marinate it. There is salt. I have washed the celery." Meng Qidi was frying two other fishes, and the aroma was fragrant.
After turning the fish over neatly, she continued, "Then go get two big leaves over there."
Ling Xiao did as his wife instructed, and took the salt to the basket to fry it. He touched the pheasant and rabbit all over with the salt, and then squeezed a handful of celery and stuffed it into each pheasant and rabbit's stomach.
I put the things in the vegetable basket, went across the street to get some large rice dumplings leaves, and brought them back to wash them clean.
Meng Qidi skillfully sprinkled some salt on the fish and brushed a layer of oil on it, just like barbecue. The two children were drooling as they watched.
"Pouched chicken or pocketed rabbit?" Ling Xiao asked.
"Puffed chicken... Rice dumpling wrapped chicken..." Meng Qidi took a look and said, "Roast the rabbit later and put the puffed chicken in the mud."
After his wife said this, Ling Xiao knew that it was time for him to get in the mud.
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