Chapter 1810: Happy and Forgetful 8
Three basins of flour were used to steam nine large pots of steamed buns, with about twenty buns in each pot. Three parts of flour were gray, while two parts of flour were golden in color.
I cooked pumpkin rice and scooped up a pot of pickled garlic, but didn’t stir-fry any vegetables.
The meal yesterday was too greasy, but no one, young or old, disliked the coarse grain rice. Erxiong ate two large rolls of flour in one go. You should know that Fubao and Zhuangzhuang only ate one.
We are slaughtering pigs today, and twenty large pots have been set up early in the morning on the ground in front of the brigade office.
The firewood under the stove was burning brightly, and the hot water in the pot was bubbling out. More than a thousand people, young and old, men, women, and children did not sleep in and were filled with laughter. Zhang Yuejin led a group of strong laborers to catch and kill pigs. The screams of the pigs before they died were simply heartbreaking.
Lu Erxiong was not afraid at all. He was very excited and eager to try. If Xi Bao hadn't held him back, he would have come closer to watch the fun.
Twelve pigs were slaughtered and more than twenty basins were filled with pig blood.
Farm children have few things to play with. Iron rings are not common. They only have spinning tops and slingshots. The only other things are the pig bladders that are given when pigs are slaughtered every year. There are so many children and so few pig bladders. Whoever gets one will be very proud.
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"A ball!" A group of children looked at each other with envy. "Do you often play football in the city?"
Lu Erxiong didn't mind the dirtiness, and excitedly took it in his hands and discussed with the child how to deal with it.
It was cold, and the pig's blood coagulated quickly.
Soon, an inflated pig bladder became a new toy for a group of boys. Lu Erxiong no longer had the energy to watch Zhang Yuejin kill the pig, and said to the child who was playing with him, "Ask my third uncle to buy a leather ball in a few days."
The state has regulations that pigs weighing less than 120 kilograms are not allowed to be slaughtered, but Wanglou Brigade has a bumper harvest and lush vegetation, so the people are well fed and the pigs are well fed. The twelve pigs weigh an average of around 140 kilograms, and each pig has about 100 kilograms of net meat.
The pigs in Wanglou Brigade are really fat and strong.
Boiling water was poured on the pig. Zhang Yuejin took off his cotton jacket and put on a single autumn shirt. He quickly shaved off the pig's hair. The big, black, fat pig became white and plump, and died with its eyes open.
The child next to him said hurriedly: "This is a pig's bladder, it's so fun!"
Lu Erxiong's eyes widened. "What? What is this? It's not a balloon."
Lu Erxiong thought for a moment, "Not often. We still have to go to school, and the older kids don't like to play with us kids. But when the older kids are not around, we go play football, basketball, and table tennis. I wonder if my table tennis racket and badminton racket have been mailed to you. If they have, I'll use them to play with you. I'll teach you how to play table tennis and badminton."
Zhang Yuejin disassembled a pig and placed all the meat parts neatly on the table. He looked at the children following Xi Bao. Er Xiong's eyes were the brightest. With the other children looking at him with envy, he casually handed him a pig bladder and said, "Kid, wash it and use it to inflate it and kick it like a ball."
As the pigs were slaughtered and cut up one by one, ten out of the twelve pig bladders fell into the hands of the children. The other two were taken away to be used as replacements. It was agreed in advance, and the others had no objection, but the children were a little unhappy.
Twenty pots began to stew meat, and the aroma filled the air.
Wang Zhengguo decided to let everyone eat their fill, so he stewed two pigs at once. In addition, each household brought radishes, cabbages, and dried vegetables, which were washed and cut, and thrown directly into the pot when the meat was cooked. Each person could get a large bowl.
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Smelling the aroma of meat, Lu Erxiong was so happy that he lost himself and even didn't want to leave.
(End of this chapter)