When Zhang Qingchun and Su Hong dragged their tired bodies back home, the wild boar had been killed and Zhang Shuguang was sharpening a dagger on a stone.
It's okay to shave the hair with a hatchet, but it's not so easy to open the belly.
This dagger was a gift that Zhang Xiangnan gave to Zhang Shuguang when he returned home to visit his relatives.
"Xiao Guang, where did the wild boar come from?"
As Su Hong entered the door, she was startled by the big wild boar on the stone slab.
"Mom, this was caught by my eldest brother in a trap."
Zhang Shengli's expression was full of pride. His brother, who was eight years older than him, had always been his idol.
"Mom, eat meat, eat meat."
The little girl staggered to Su Hong and pointed at the wild boar while pulling her hand.
"My eldest son is really amazing, he actually caught a wild boar."
Zhang Shuguang mentioned it during dinner yesterday, but except for Zhang Shengli and the little girl who believed it firmly, the adults in the family didn't take it seriously at all.
If hunting were so easy, the villagers wouldn't be starving to death. I heard that some people in some villages have already starved to death.
Everyone got up this morning except Zhang Shuguang, a young man who was still sleeping in. Su Hong was afraid that her parents-in-law would be angry, so she wanted to wake Zhang Shuguang up, but her mother-in-law Liu Guixiang stopped her.
They said Zhang Shuguang fell from a tree this morning and might not be feeling well, so let him sleep a little longer.
Who would have thought that the trap she thought her son dug out of mischief actually caught a big wild boar.
"We won't be able to eat wild boar meat for lunch, but we can try some stir-fried pork liver to satisfy our craving."
Zhang Shuguang sharpened the dagger and lightly scratched the wild boar's belly, directly ripping the wild boar open.
Wild boars have very little fat, only a strip of fat on their belly, and the rest of the body is mostly lean meat.
Zhang Shuguang removed the fat from the wild boar's belly and took out its liver, placing them in a ceramic basin nearby.
The liver is undoubtedly the easiest part of the wild boar to cook, so it is just in time to eat it at noon.
"I'll go fry it."
Liu Guixiang washed the blood off the pig liver and walked into the kitchen with a smile on her face, while Zhang Shuguang continued to remove the wild boar's internal organs.
Zhang Shengli stood aside. Although he couldn't help much, he was still able to pass things.
The little girl didn't care about that and followed her grandmother into the kitchen with her short legs.
For her, who is just three years old, delicious food is more important than anything else.
In his previous life, Zhang Shuguang had killed chickens, ducks, and fish, but this was the first time he had ever killed a pig.
Fortunately, he grew up in the countryside and had vague memories of his son. Relying on his memory, Zhang Shuguang worked hard with his clumsy hands and feet.
"Xiao Guang, take a break. Let me do it."
Looking at his eldest grandson's awkward movements, Zhang Qingchun chuckled and walked forward to replace Zhang Shuguang.
After the old man took over, the wild boars were dealt with much faster.
Although the old man is not a professional butcher, he has seen a lot. Before they were a traitor family, their family had always had a good reputation. Whenever someone slaughtered a pig, they would often ask him for help.
After taking out all the internal organs and placing them in a large wooden basin, Zhang Qingchun began to cut up the pork.
"The pork liver is ready. Let's do it after dinner!"
At the kitchen door, Liu Guixiang's face was filled with a long-lost smile.
The little girl clung to her grandmother's legs, revealing her little head. Her little mouth was chewing non-stop, with a satisfied expression on her face.
"Grandpa, you've been working all morning. Let's do it after dinner."
"Okay, let's eat."
After asking the elders to sit in the main hall first, Zhang Shuguang brought his younger brother to bring boiled sweet potatoes and stir-fried pork liver to the main hall.
"Grandpa, grandma, mom, you've worked hard, eat quickly."
Zhang Shuguang handed the boiled sweet potatoes to everyone.
"If I could have a good meal like today after work, no matter how hard it is, I wouldn't feel bitter at all."
The people’s demands have always been simple, as long as they can stutter.
"Grandpa, life will get better and better in the future. We can have dry food every meal."
Zhang Shuguang did not make any big promises about how much money he would make in the future and how he would give his family a good life.
The whole family is on the verge of starvation. If you say these unrealistic things, the elders will just think you are crazy.
"Yes, we will definitely get through this, and things will definitely get better and better in the future."
Zhang Qingchun also followed his eldest grandson's words and said that no matter how difficult life is, there must be hope.
A simple pot of stir-fried pork liver may not be considered a delicacy in later generations, but in the 1960s, it was definitely a rare delicacy. The whole family enjoyed it with great satisfaction, even without cooking wine to remove the fishy smell.
“Delicious, delicious.”
The little girl's big eyes narrowed into crescents again. She ate while shaking her head and mumbling.
"Grandson, what are you going to do with this wild boar?"
Zhang Qingchun didn't even ask whether to hand it over to the brigade headquarters. If his eldest grandson had this intention, he would not have avoided everyone's sight and brought the wild boar home.
Don’t talk about awareness or pattern. Three years of cold eyes and three years of isolation have already made this old man’s heart cold.
When my second son was a battalion commander, everyone who saw him would smile. Commune officials would visit our home to offer their condolences.
They said that they were heroic parents who had raised an outstanding son. If there were any difficulties at home, they just had to speak up and the commune would definitely help solve them.
Listen to what beautiful words are said!
But what about now? The family was treated coldly and excluded, and no one wanted to be near them at work.
It doesn't matter to the adults, just bear with it and it will pass. Who made their son bear the stigma of a traitor? But you shouldn't treat the three children the same way.
The eldest grandson and the second grandson used to be the center of attention wherever they went. When they played a war game together, the two grandsons always played the good guys.
Look at them now, their friends are unwilling to play with them, especially their three-year-old granddaughter, who has never experienced what a friend is.
The old man firmly supported his eldest grandson in bringing the wild boar home this time. He thought it would be better to throw it into the manure pit and let it ferment than to let those ungrateful people eat the meat.
"Grandpa, this is what I think. Although meat is delicious, it is not easy to store and will spoil easily. We might as well switch to grain so that we can eat it for a longer time.
Do you think this would work? We'll keep the pig's offal for ourselves and use the bones for the soup.
Your younger brothers and sisters are at the stage of growing up, and you and grandma are getting older every year. Bone soup is just the right way to supplement calcium.
We'll keep a few pounds of meat, pickle it and eat it slowly, and take the rest to the black market to exchange for things.
Coarse grains, fine grains, cotton cloth, as long as the price is right, I will exchange some for them.
My younger sister has learned to walk for over a year, but she still doesn't even have shoes. You're wearing straw sandals, and my younger brother's shoes are leaking through his toes."
Zhang Shuguang finished expressing his thoughts and waited for his grandparents' opinions.
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