Today is the day to slaughter the New Year pig in the village.

Not only the people in the village, but even Song Fuyu, who had no shortage of meat to eat, had begun looking forward to it.

Yan Ziyuan had stored a lot of meat for her, but it was all smoked or roasted dry.

It’s inconvenient to go to town because of the snow, and I don’t even have an excuse to get fresh meat out.

"Sister Fu Yu, let's go and line up early today. Sister Meng Han said that if we go early, we can choose the parts of the meat. If we go late, we can only wait for others to choose the leftovers."

"OK."

The weather was cold, so the two wrapped themselves tightly and wore scarves, gloves and hats.

When they arrived at the pig-slaughtering site, many people had already started queuing up. They quickly walked over and stood at the back.

Although the pigs were slaughtered in the threshing ground as before, unlike the grain distribution, the village built a shed this time.

The butcher was working in the shed, while they lined up outside and waited their turn before going in.

This time, Song Fuyu was given eight taels of meat. She looked at the tiny bit of meat in her hand with some disgust.

The pork of this era is not fed with any concentrated feed and is not injected with water, and tastes very good.

She had been waiting for so long, but in the end, only eight or two...

After all the food in the village was distributed, Song Fuyu and Tong Youyou bought four pounds of fish, two pig's trotters, and a pair of offal.

I originally planned to buy more, but they are limited quantities and you can’t buy as much as you want, unless no one wants them at the end, then you can buy them all.

The two men did not give up and waited by the side, watching everyone buy meat.

Finally, they got what they were waiting for, and there was still one pig head left that no one wanted. The two of them immediately paid for it and happily carried the pig head home.

Jin Kai was sweeping snow at the door when he saw them coming back carrying a pig's head with a wooden stick. He was immediately surprised.

He has not forgotten the braised pig's head he had eaten next door before. The taste was so good that he was drooling just thinking about it.

Thinking of this, he quickly called out to the two of them.

"Song Zhiqing, Tong Zhiqing, can I discuss something with you?"

"What is it? Tell me."

"How about I pay for this pig's head in full, and when you're done, give me some to try, okay?"

"Are you sure?"

Song Fuyu asked while resisting the urge to laugh.

"Sure."

Seeing how determined he was, Song Fuyu agreed readily.

On their way back, they had originally planned to give Jin Kai some food after the stew.

After all, he would often buy some food for them and eat a little.

Since he wants to pay a lot of money, just satisfy this silly boy.

"This pig's head is 15 pounds, and it costs 35 cents per pound. Just give me 5 dollars."

Jin Kai immediately took out five dollars from his pocket.

Song Fuyu and Tong Youyou returned to the house and looked at the pig's head pierced with wooden sticks. They looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Sister Fu Yu, is it really okay for us to trick him like this?"

"Haha, that's great. He pays, we do the work, and we split the result into three parts. No one loses out."

Although Jin Kai may seem silly sometimes, he is definitely not short of money.

The fact that he offered to buy the pig's head proved that he didn't care about the money at all.

For him, delicious food is enough.

A typical foodie.

This braised pork head allowed them to celebrate a wonderful New Year, and all three of them were very satisfied with the meal.

Jin Kai even said that if they come across pig heads to sell in the future, they will continue to divide the work and cooperate.

..........

"Song Zhiqing, Cao Zhiqing asked me to ask you if you would like to make dumplings with everyone on New Year's Eve."

"Everyone from the Youth Institute together?"

"Xiao Jun, Mo Juan and Ye Feixue, they are not together, they have no meat."

"On the day their meat was distributed, it was collected by the people they ate with. If they didn't give it to them, they wouldn't be allowed to eat with them."

"Okay, I'll make dumplings with you guys too."

Just don't let anyone cause trouble for her.

As an educated youth who went to the countryside, it was not easy for her to completely cut off contact with the people in the Youth League Home. After all, when she sprained her foot, they were kind enough to visit her with gifts.

We all have the New Year’s Eve dinner together for fun.

On New Year's Eve, none of them wanted to go to the Youth League Home because the other three would come back after dinner.

If they were having a lively party and the other three were watching, the scene would be so awkward that they could afford a three-bedroom apartment.

In the end, Jin Kai generously contributed his own house.

Although it was a single room, it was built relatively large. Apart from the kang, there was still a lot of space, so ten people could stay inside without feeling crowded.

With so many people together, it wouldn't take too long to make dumplings, so Song Fuyu took out the "toys" that her godfather had sent her because he feared she would be bored during the winter.

There are checkers, flying chess, chess and go.

When she got it back from the post office, she never expected that these things would be inside.

"Song Zhiqing, your family is so kind to you that they sent you so many chess pieces. If I had known, I would have visited you more often. Xia Lan and I stay on the kang all day and are almost dead from boredom."

Wang Menghan happily played Go with Tong Youyou as if it were Gobang, and they didn't forget to talk while playing.

"I also received it when I went to the post office to pick up a package some time ago."

"My family is worried that I'll get sick from being idle during the winter, so they're trying to find something for me to do."

"That's right."

"You have only been in the countryside for a short time, so you don't have a deep impression yet. But we have been idle for several winters. We want to rest when we are working, but when we really rest for a few months, we feel like something is missing."

"It wasn't so cold back home, and I could go out for a walk in the winter. But here the snow is so thick that I don't even dare to walk. If I stay outside for a little longer, I run the risk of catching a cold."

Song Fuyu sat quietly on the side, listening to everyone chatting. He didn't feel bored, but found it quite interesting.

During the festive days of the New Year, no one says sad words, but everyone picks happy things to share.

Of course, the most indispensable thing in chatting is complaining.

When a few people were complaining, they also interspersed some gossip about the village or what they had heard before. Under the warm kerosene lamplight, you could hear them laughing happily from time to time.

Before I knew it, it was already half past six and time to cook dumplings.

"Hurry up, we ladies made the dumplings, you men should go and cook them."

"Sister Pan Yu, how could you forget that we were the ones who rolled the dumpling skins~"

Hao Jianye, the youngest boy, said this but still obediently took the dumplings to the kitchen.

After eating the hot dumplings, the group played chess for a while.

At around nine o'clock, I helped Jin Kai clean up the house and left chatting and laughing.

Song Fuyu returned to his room, washed up, but did not lie down to sleep immediately.

Instead, he sat on the kang, reading a book and staying up to celebrate the New Year.

She had a pretty lively New Year, but she wondered how her godfather who lived far away in Heng City and Yan Ziyuan who lived more than 200 kilometers away in Lu City had their New Year.

These two people were very kind to her after she came here.

Suddenly I miss them.

Of course, there are also her parents, she misses them very much.

“Boom boom!”

Song Fuyu, who was immersed in the mood of missing his wife, suddenly heard a gentle knock on the door, and there was no sound at all.

It shouldn’t be Tong Youyou.

She usually calls her when she knocks on the door.

“Boom boom!”

After a few seconds, there was another knock on the door.

"who?"

"Who's outside?"