Killing pigs during the Chinese New Year is almost the most lively event in the twelfth lunar month. Seeing Du Laojiu stabbing a knife in, the children running around in the yard also rushed over.

Children of this era are wild-hearted and brave. As the knife was stabbed in, they then pulled it out after a few turns. Suddenly, a stream of crimson pig blood spurted out from the edge of the knife, and poured into a large underground basin like a small waterfall. At this time, Sun Huiyun kept stirring the basin with a few sorghum stalks in his hand, so that the water would dilute the blood and not condense into a blood clot.

When the blood had almost flowed, the pig twitched a few times and completely collapsed there, and there was no sign of life. Du Laojiu used a knife to cut a hole in the pig's back hoof. Then he picked up the long steel strip and stabbed it under the blade with the pointed tip until it was pierced to the back of the pig's neck. Then he pulled it out or pierced it from this knife in another direction until the pig's whole body was pierced.

Then, he held the knife in his mouth and blew it hard. When he was tired of blowing for a while, he would pinch the knife in his hand and rest before blowing. While blowing, Du Dianwen beat the pig's body with a wooden stick. With the blowing and the beat of the stick, the pig was blown up. Until the end, the whole pig was blown up, just like a sheepskin raft used by people from northern Shaanxi to cross the Yellow River!

After the air was blown, Du Yuanzhou and others raised the bulging pig and placed it on the gate panel of the yard. A large iron pot next to it was boiling hot water. Du Laojiu began to pour boiling water on the pig's body with a scoop until the pig's hair could be pulled down with his hands. The pig's hair was not counted as Yu Jing, but he also had to use a special scraper to scrape it all over his body until the pig's body was snow-white.

In the winter in the north, people usually eat two meals in the countryside, so they kill a pig and process it until it is afternoon. Du Yuanzhou and his family start cooking with two pots, one pot of meat; one pot of meat is put into the water. The cut sauerkraut will be put into the pot of meat first.

At this time, Du Yuanzhou stopped talking. Du Yuanzhou, Du Dahai and several young people started chatting. Since Du Yuanzhou became a cadre, the villagers have borrowed some light to a greater or lesser extent. With Du Yuanzhou's help, these young people have been working in the Special Administrative Region and have just returned a few days ago. We had a good relationship before, but after all, they are all from the same village, and they are almost all grown up naked together.

"Zhouzi, you said I'll work for another two years and have saved enough money. How do you feel about opening a small hotel in Changbai or Jincheng?" Tiezhu, who has a solid figure, took a sip of cigarettes and asked casually.

"Tiezhu, okay! You guy is very ambitious. Did you see Zhou Nan and the others making a lot of money and be jealous?" Xingwang teased next to him.

"Of course, who doesn't want to make more money! You don't need to talk about me, aren't you trying your best to save money and prepare for a small business?" Tiezhu said with a slight sentence.

Xingwang scratched his hair with his hands and smiled, which was equivalent to his default.

"I think it's okay, the conditions in the city are getting better and better, but they are getting busier and busier. Many people don't like to cook when they are busy, so they go to small restaurants." Du Yuanzhou analyzed. He has a deep understanding of the lively scene of restaurants in the streets and alleys in the city in the future.

"Besides, Tiezhu, you have another advantage in opening a small restaurant. You have inherited Uncle Fugen's good cooking skills, can be responsible for cooking, and then let Sister Ju Hua be a waiter, so you don't have to hire anyone at all."

Tiezhu nodded repeatedly, very happy with Du Yuanzhou's recognition. He and Du Yuanzhou were about the same age, but he had long stopped studying. He was married the year before and his child was over one year old.

While chatting with everyone, Du Yuanzhou was particularly calm as he watched the children yelling and playing. The people and things in this era are far less complicated than those in later generations, and these children are also easy to support. Although they do not have a variety of toys and snacks, they are happy all day long and have a lot of fun.

The pig's "blowing Peng" is the pig's urine bubble, and its scientific name is the pig's bladder. When the second master took the pig's internal organs, several children begged him to leave the bleach Peng. Then they blew it inward until it was so bulging that it could no longer be blown, and then tied it tightly with a rope. After the blow Peng was finished, the children threw it around like a ball, and the innocent and innocent silver bell-like laughter spread throughout the yard.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the white meat and blood sausages were put together, and a large iron pot was stewed with a few bags of cigarettes and served in a large bowl. Seven plates and eight bowls, neatly arranged pork belly, cooked pork platter, bitter sausage made of garlic paste, stewed pork skin, thinly cut blood sausage... Three tables were filled with relatives and neighbors, and the meal was about to start.

In this era, if there were guests in rural women, they usually didn’t serve the table first, and the children were sent aside. Of course, there was wine when eating the dishes, and they drank the Bailanghe wine specially bought by Du Dianwen.

Drinking the hot sorghum wine, chatting about the harvest of the year, and talking about the plans for the coming year... The men were particularly happy, and they were so happy that they yelled and ate until dark that they were helping them home.

After the guests dispersed one after another, Du Yuanzhou called Lin Jiayi, and the two of them said affectionately for a while on the phone. She was very curious about killing New Year pigs in the countryside, but unfortunately she never had the chance to come, and her tone was a little regretful.

Under Du Yuanzhou's comfort, Lin Jiayi quickly got up and talked about the things in the unit these days. She said that the debate on Soviet Russia in the province had already reached a white-hot stage. On one side, it was the general trend to insist on reform and opening up, and on the other side, it was the bourgeois liberalization, and the Soviet Union was the best example.

"What about your father's point of view?" Du Yuanzhou asked hurriedly.

"My father did not express his opinions publicly or published articles, but just talked to me in private. He tended to be a conservative faction, believing that many corruption within the party were directly related to reform and opening up, which is a precursor to bourgeois liberalization..."

Lin Jiayi did not agree with her father's point of view, and felt that it was a bit biased. If Taizu changed his words slightly, "Open the window, fresh air came in, and the flowers and plants were put in, so naturally a few flies flew in with them." Some corruption is just an individual phenomenon, and it is still good in general.

Du Yuanzhou asked about the situation in the province again and learned that it was generally divided into three factions, one was conservative, headed by Comrade Chu Nan, secretary of the provincial party committee, and the other was reformist, headed by Comrade Jiang Xiangyang, the governor. In addition, another faction was on the wait-and-see attitude and basically did not express any opinions.

Lin Wuhao is obviously the last faction and has not expressed any opinions at the moment. But Du Yuanzhou knows that since ancient times, the centrists have not had strong self-protection ability and it is difficult to survive in the end. As time goes by, more and more people will be involved in this debate, and Lin Wuhao is probably inevitable.

"Wife, it's better not to express your opinion now. Try to convince your dad not to participate in the struggle." Du Yuanzhou reminded.

He also told Lin Jiayi that if she really couldn't escape and made public remarks under pressure, she would definitely let her father stand firmly on the front line of the reform faction. If she couldn't convince herself, she would call herself, and she had a killer weapon, which would definitely make him change.

Hearing his swearing promise, Lin Jiayi was curious about what kind of killer move it was. Du Yuanzhou smiled and said that it was kept secret for the time being, which attracted a wave of coquettishness from the other party.

Reluctantly, the two hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!