It is said that only two people from a family came, but like the village chief's house, Song Qiu invited Mr. Tang, the village chief and Tang Mingde to come together, as well as old Deng's family, so naturally they all came to eat.
In addition, there was Butcher Wang's family. Butcher Wang and his son were here to kill pigs, but not counting, Mrs. Wang and Wang Dali were also here.
As for other families, most of the people who come are the men of the family.
The women barely managed to gather a table together, sitting together, chatting and laughing, which was actually more lively than the men.
But Mrs. Wang and others looked at Mrs. Cao and Miao Xiang sitting on one side, and they really couldn't let go of what they should do.
Mrs. Cao saw everyone's attitude and curled her lips. She didn't put her cold face on her warm buttocks. She just sat steadily and waited for the meal. She even brought a cloth bag with her so that she could eat and put some meat back later.
Feed it to my son.
Soon, the pig-killing rice started. There were six large pots on the table, and the smell of the meat was very exciting.
Song Qiu specially bought wine. There were jars of wine on each table for the men. Drinking wine and eating meat were more enjoyable.
There is no man in the Song family to support the family, so Song Qiu will stay at home to recruit a wife. Old Yuan has long hinted that she will be the backbone of the family. Although Song Qiu is only fourteen years old, her actions in the past six months have not been underestimated by the villagers.
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Today, before the Song family's pig-killing rice started, Song Qiu held up his cup and said some interesting words, and everyone was very happy with it.
Only Mrs. Cao curled her lips in disdain. Seeing that everyone was listening to Song Qiu's words, she rolled her eyes without moving her chopsticks, and quickly picked up a few large pieces of meat and stuffed them into a cloth bag, regardless of whether the soup was watery or greasy.
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When Mrs. Wang saw it, she couldn't help but be shocked. In the past, she had never thought that Mrs. Cao had such a virtue. Now, look at her, why is she so arrogant?
However, she was not troublesome, so she pretended not to see it and did not yell out.
If there is one, then there are two. Mrs. Cao is so good at pinching her, why does she care about other people's opinions?
When everyone started eating with their chopsticks, some people saw that the cloth bag she was carrying under the table was almost full, and they were all speechless.
This family is very polite. It is polite to invite them to eat pig-killing rice. This person can just come and eat. How can there be any reason to pack it while eating?
If everyone does this, then the master is not being taken advantage of.
You say you don't want to eat, but you can still accept it if you save the food and take it back to your family, just like Mrs. Chen and Chen Tuwa from the Chen family.
The two of them came to their home, and they also had Tuwa, his wife, and several children at home. The family's life was considered difficult in the village, and they couldn't eat meat even once a month.
No, Mrs. Chen followed the others and didn't even eat two pieces, so she put them in bowls and wanted to take them back to her daughter-in-law, granddaughters and grandsons. This was what she had told old Yuan when she came first.
She didn't take too much, she only packed the saved portion, and she only ate some radish and cabbage.
Chen Tuwa over there is like this too.
Unlike Mrs. Cao, she doesn’t care if she takes too many bites, and her mouth doesn’t fall off. She can’t even stuff a big piece of meat into her mouth. She chokes when she looks at it. It’s no different from the reincarnation of a starving ghost. This is because someone is like her.
What about snatching?
The people at the same table looked at it and shook their heads secretly.
I didn’t realize this before, but after learning about what happened to the Cao family, why did I not like Granny Cao anymore?
But when everyone looked at Miao Xiang who was quietly cooking rice, they all closed their mouths.
If Mrs. Cao is willing to bring Miao Xiang to eat pig-killing rice, they should just turn a blind eye.
On the other side, Song Qiu, who was sitting at the same table with Hu Yuan and others, had already seen Mrs. Cao's behavior and was quite speechless.
Thinking that today was a festive day for their family to kill the New Year pig, it would be awkward to make a fuss, so they didn't come over to say anything.
Go ahead and pick it up. Anyway, after each table's portion is eaten, we won't serve it again. It depends on how much you can pick up.
Mrs. Cao really wanted to take away all the dishes on the table, but the cloth bag she brought was not too big. When she first thought about it, she was afraid that it would look ugly, so the cloth bag she prepared was only a little bigger than Chef Slap.
, so convenient to hide.
The Song family's meat was cut into large pieces, and the cloth bag was quickly filled, wrapped in juice. She couldn't put it in her arms even if she wanted to hide it. She was afraid of getting her clothes dirty, so she could only carry it in her hand.
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Seeing that everyone was looking at her intentionally or unintentionally, and carrying it, she had no choice but to pretend not to know as long as no one said anything.
If you can't take it away, you can eat as much as you like. Eat every piece of meat, such as pig liver and pig blood, so don't take up her belly.
My mouth was full, and while I was chewing, I saw my granddaughter Miao Xiang, who was only holding the rice and not daring to pick up the meat, looking so useless.
There were several pieces of meat in the bowl.
Miao Xiang was so frightened that her hand holding the bowl almost shook off. She felt like what she was eating was the same as decapitated rice.
That was it. Mrs. Cao was still not satisfied. When she saw that there was still a lot of meat in the basin, she became jealous when she pretended not to leave. When her mouth felt looser, she quickly picked up two more big pieces and stuffed them in.
I was stuffing it inside while swallowing, but I was a little too hasty, and the big meat was covered in soup.
As a result, Mrs. Cao choked.
His whole face was red and he felt choked. He dropped his chopsticks and slammed the table, but he couldn't bear to let go of the hand holding the cloth bag.
The people at the same table saw that Mrs. Cao was eating the meat as if it were a robbery. Everyone came to eat the pig-killing rice, and there was no reason to leave the meat and leave Mrs. Cao to eat it alone, so they didn’t bother to watch Mrs. Cao and kept busy themselves.
Still eating.
Seeing Granny Cao suddenly slamming the table, he looked up at her and realized that this person was choked.
Mrs. Chen, who was close, quickly put down the bowl and reached over to pat her on the back.
It also alerted others, and after a lot of hard work, they were able to take out the meat that was stuck in Mrs. Cao's throat.
Mrs. Cao almost felt like she was going to choke to death just now. Now she finally felt comfortable and didn't dare to eat in such a hurry anymore.
It's not worth eating yourself to death just for the sake of meat.
The Song family's butchered pig rice provides enough meat, and everyone who eats it is quite satisfied.
Because the portion was large, there was a lot of food left after the table was closed.
It was good to keep it, so Song Qiu simply asked who wanted it and packed the bowl and took it home.
The rest was just oil and water. After hearing what Song Qiu said, everyone was not polite and took some bowls to take home.
After the guests were served, the dishes and chopsticks were washed and put away by the Miao family and others.
It was still early, so Mr. Yuan and Yuan Shuanzi were sitting in the house, warming themselves by the fire and relaxing.
Song Qiu was unpacking the meat he brought back to several families in the kitchen house. At Butcher Wang’s place, the rituals for killing the New Year pig were the same thing. A pair of pig trotters and a large piece of good meat weighed seven or eight kilograms.
Yes, it was given to Butcher Wang to take away first.
For the rest, Song Qiu planned to give two large pieces of meat to his uncle's family and his aunt's family to take away later.
Grandma Deng is also going to give me a big piece of meat.
After removing the meat for today's pig-killing rice, they killed the two pigs and still had about three hundred kilograms left. Some of them were left to stuff sausages, and the rest were pickled and smoked into bacon.
In addition, the pig intestines and ribs were sorted and taken to the inn for cooking and selling.
With the plan in place, Song Qiu went into the house and happened to hear his aunt talking about radishes.