Liang Tongsheng actually still wanted Liang Xiaonan to marry from Dakeng Village. This was their daughter from Dakeng Village. If she couldn't win people's hearts this time, she would never have the chance.
You Guoqing, Xiao Tiezhu, and Liang Tongsheng went to the courtyard of Nanfeng Town to find Liang Xiaonan and said, "We have made arrangements at home. My son, you should get married from Dakeng Village!"
Liang Xiaonan was very grateful, but she really didn't want to go back to the Liang family's old house.
"Thank you, Mayor You, thank you Grandpa Liang, and Uncle Xiao. I won't get into the sedan from the big pit anymore."
You Guoqing said anxiously: "Xiaonan, you have a wedding ceremony to do!"
"We have already held a ceremony at the Modu Zhou Family Ancestral Hall, so we will only have a banquet here in Yu County to entertain relatives and friends here, without holding a ceremony."
In other words, she is already the wife of the Zhou family, and there is no reason to hold weddings twice.
The banquet was purely for gratitude. After all, Zhou Yan grew up in Nanfeng Town, and Liang Xiaonan also needed a banquet to announce that she was the wife of the Zhou family.
Let Grandma Liang dream about the old house of the Liang family!
I won’t comment on how the Spring Festival went, but the wedding of Liang Xiaonan and Zhou Yan brought the excitement of the two towns to its peak.
On the 27th of the first lunar month, the children in Dakeng Village ran screaming to the venue where the village usually held meetings.
"Kill the pig!"
"Look at the pig being slaughtered."
"I want a pig's trotter to light an oil lamp."
"I want a pig urine ball to play..."
They ran to the meeting place and saw four or five adults chasing a big fat pig. The pig howled and resisted, but it couldn't control so many men at all.
The pig was overturned, its limbs were tied, and it was lifted onto a large platform. A basin for collecting blood was placed under the pig's head.
The children were timid and covered their ears to watch from a distance.
Liang Cuixia is 8 years old. Her mother originally kept her at home to learn needlework, but she still sneaked out to watch the pigs being slaughtered.
Just hearing a pig's howling "Ouch, Ouch, Ouch", the village's pig butcher Yuan Jin stabbed the pig's neck cleanly with the sharp knife in his hand, and the blood flowed into the basin, and the pig howled feebly.
After a while, he stopped screaming and died.
A large pot with a diameter of 2 meters was set up on the field. The steaming water was boiled and poured into the pot.
Yuan Jin shouted: "Add 2 more scoops of cold water inside to prevent the water from being too hot and burning the hair eyes. Once burned, the hair will be difficult to pull out."
Someone took a ladle and added cold water, and everyone lifted the pig to the pot to blanch it. Yuan Jin held a shaving knife in his hand and began to shave the pig's hair "eating, eating, eating".
The children gathered around to watch as Yuan Jin cleaned up the pig's internal organs and limbs, making the pig clean.
Every time a pig's trotter was thrown out, the children would scream and rush to grab it. Liang Cuixia also grabbed a pig's trotter and stood there refusing to leave. She wanted to grab some pork suet.
The pig butchers actually knew the children's thoughts and deliberately threw some scraps of pig suet not far from the big pot and watched the children happily grab it.
Yuan Jin kept the pig intestines, tripe, liver and lungs for himself. This was the rule, and all the pig waste was left to the butcher as payment.
He threw the pig urine bag casually, and immediately some boys snatched it away. They inserted a reed tube into it and blew it until it was as big as a balloon. They pricked the bag and kicked it like a ball.
The whole village, including those who came to visit relatives in Dakeng Village, were not in the mood to work today and gathered around to watch the pig being slaughtered.
Someone said: "It would be great if we killed the pig in the New Year. If we kill the pig in the New Year, we will have a fatter year."
Yuan Jin glanced at him and said, "Did you have any pigs years ago?"
Yes, are there pigs?
The few pigs raised in Dakeng Village were all sold for money. Who would be willing to kill pigs for meat?
If Liang Xiaonan hadn't held a banquet and presented this pig to the village, no one would have remembered that Yuan Jin was still a pig butcher. Is a pig butcher who doesn't kill pigs still a pig butcher?
The children happily showed off their harvests to each other. Liang Cuixia looked at the pig trotter clips and pig suet with satisfaction and said, "I wish I could be as good as Sister Xiaonan in the future. Not only can I kill pigs for the village, but I can also kill pigs for the village."
Act in movies and listen to big plays."
Zhou Yan paid for it, and the two towns hired theater troupes and film projection teams from the county. The opera was ready for half a month, and the movie was also performed for half a month. If you wanted to watch a movie, you could go to the theater if you didn't want to watch a movie.
Of course, all operas and movies have been signed and approved by county and city leaders. You can watch them without getting into any trouble.
In an era without televisions, computers, and mobile phones, how popular were movies and operas? It was almost considered a big holiday!
The banquet in Xiaoyun Town was held in Dakeng Village, right at the conference square in the center of the village. There was a large canteen in the village, and the best cooks in the town were all here. Everyone was not just here to eat in one bite, but
It is to live up to the ingredients.
The chefs are more looking forward to and proud of their own craftsmanship, and they have come up with their best skills.
This banquet can be said to be unprecedented, because no one has ever been so wealthy, and the people of Dakeng Village have never had such a good meal.
Chicken, duck, fish, meat, egg, milk, and vegetables are all available! Live, fresh, rice and white noodles are all top-notch, and even the oil is peanut oil. Big buckets of it are particularly delicious.
Before the banquet, those who had daughters went to invite their daughters and sons-in-law to stay at their parents' homes for a few days overnight, and those who had relatives and friends also used the excuse to come to Dakeng Village to visit relatives.
Xiao Hongyu has already shown her pregnancy. She received her birth certificate on August 15 last year. She had a banquet in early October and is now 6 months pregnant.
When Liang Xiaonan got married, she was originally going to accompany Eight-year-old Mao to help in Nanfeng Town, but there were Ergouzi and their gang in Nanfeng Town to help, and no one dared to steal or take it. Dakeng Village couldn't do it, and Liang Xiaonan didn't have any relatives. She
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Even if Liang Xiaonan and Zhou Yan were polite and allowed everything to be arranged by the village, she still felt that some people really weren't so brave to take advantage of everything.
If you want to come and eat, you can pay a share!
Mrs. Zhao scolded her: "Xiaonan doesn't care, why are you picking so hard?"
Xiao Hongyu said: "She doesn't care that I have to take care of it. How can she, a bride, have so much energy to take care of it?"
"But you are heavy, why are you worried about it?"
"My weight doesn't prevent me from doing accounts and collecting money, so what does it matter?"
There was only one meal at the banquet in Dakeng Village, but from 11 a.m., dishes one after another started to be served, and they were served until 1 p.m. For two hours, the dishes kept coming. From the beginning, the dishes were served instantly.
CD, in the end, even if I hold the wall, I can't bear it.
Xiao Tiezhu sent two idiots to close the dishes. If the dishes on the table could not be eaten, all the dishes were poured into a large iron pot, regardless of whether they were hot or cold. They were poured in at once, and five large iron pots were filled.
After putting away the stove in the afternoon, Xiao Tiezhu asked the strong laborers in the village to pull the village oxcart, put the big iron pot on it, and went from house to house, impartially, giving each house a basin of chowder and 10 white flour steamed buns.
No matter which family there is, everyone is happy, especially those who are divided into two families. The old and the young belong to two families and can be divided into two big pots.
It's still cold now, and it won't go bad if left for a day or two, so no one is willing to eat it. A filial family put these stews in enamel jars and sent them to their parents' families, the seventh aunt and the eighth aunt's family.
On a porcelain vat.
The cart pulled up to Grandma Liang's door. Xiao Tiezhu brought a basin of vegetables into the yard and knocked on the door of the hall: "Aunt Liang, the dishes are divided."
Grandma Liang had long heard the excited shouts outside. She was annoyed and lay on the bed pretending to be dead. During the morning meal, Mrs. Zhao pulled her over and ate it, but she was in a bad mood.
Xiao Tiezhu poured a bowl of vegetables into her basin and placed it on the small square table.
"Aunt Liang, the dishes and steamed buns are on the table!"
He continued to deliver food to the next household.
Xiao Tiezhu stopped comforting her. What feelings could he, a captain, have towards Grandma Liang? There were so many old men and women in the village, could he support them all as his own mother and father?
What's more, the old lady was getting more and more strung up on her arm. Without Liang Xiaonan, who would spoil her?