Xiaomian's father turned on the TV in the living room and made two cups of tea: "Wang Rong's family is going to kill the pig tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah." Ye Mo nodded.
"Three pigs, have you ordered them?"
"The order has arrived." Ye Mo said.
"If your parents are free tomorrow, ask them to come over and play." Xiaomian's father said with a smile: "Didn't you order three pigs? You can just use one pig's body to go into the water and make a pig-killing feast."
Ye Mo nodded: "My parents should be free, I'll call and ask."
Ye Mo called his father and heard that Xiaomian's father asked them to come over and play, so he happily agreed.
Lin Xiaomian and her mother are laying sheets.
"How much did you spend on your trip to Beihai?" Xiaomian's mother asked.
"Not much." Lin Xiaomian said.
"Not much, how much is it?"
"More than ten thousand." Lin Xiaomian curled up her neck and stuck out her tongue.
"Spending so much money..." Xiaomian's mother glared at her: "I want to go out and play, but I don't know how to find a place closer."
Lin Xiaomian chuckled and whispered: "Ye Mo can make money. Besides, I can also make money driving an excavator..."
"You, you should save a little. Your dad and I are building houses for people, and we can only earn 10,000 yuan a month for two of us. Making money is not easy, so if you can save, just save some."
"Know it."
Ye Mo watched TV with Xiaomian's father for a long time.
Lin Xiaomian heated up hot water and came over and shouted, "Dad, it's hot for your feet."
"hot."
Lin Xiaomian filled two basins of hot water, one for her parents and the other for Ye Mo and Lin Xiaomian.
Wash your face first, then burn your feet.
This water can scald pig skin.
At Ye Mo's house, we basically don't burn our feet at night. We usually take a shower before going to bed.
Their side... although they are not far apart, they have completely different climates.
Burn your feet and go back to the bedroom.
Lin Xiaomian brought a set of pajamas for Ye Mo: "My mother bought them for you."
Ye Mo smiled and put on his pajamas and huddled under the quilt. The quilt was cold and refreshing... so cold that his teeth chattered.
Lin Xiaomian also shrank in and turned off the light.
After a while, the bed became warm.
"What were you and my dad talking about in the living room just now?" Lin Xiaomian squeezed into Ye Mo's arms and asked.
Ye Mo held her in his arms and said, "There will be a pig killing feast tomorrow."
"Where to do it?"
"Your home." Ye Mo said with a smile: "My parents haven't been here yet, come here for a walk."
"Oh." Lin Xiaomian said and took out her mobile phone.
"Stop playing with your phone and go to bed early. Otherwise, you won't be able to get up again tomorrow morning..."
…
the next day.
Not long after dawn, Ye Mo heard Xiaomian's mother going into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Waiting for Xiaomian's father to get up, Ye Mo shook Lin Xiaomian and said, "It's dawn."
Lin Xiaomian was sleeping soundly, and after saying "hmm" twice, there was no movement. She was playing on her phone until midnight last night...
Ye Mo ignored her, got up, changed into clothes, and went out: "Uncle, sissy."
The two of them responded.
Xiaomian's mother's breakfast is almost ready: "Has Lin Xiaomian woke up?"
"Wake up." Ye Mo said and went back to the room, put his hands into the quilt, pressed the two soft pillows, and whispered: "Get up quickly. If you don't get up, your mother will be angry again."
Lin Xiaomian then opened her eyes: "Is breakfast ready?"
"It's almost done."
Lin Xiaomian reluctantly got up, put on her clothes, and went out with her hair messy, looking like she hadn't woken up.
"I just sleep in all day." Xiaomian's mother looked at her angrily.
Lin Xiaomian blinked hard, went over to get some hot water, and washed her face: "It's winter, there's nothing to do, why are you getting up so early?"
"After breakfast, we went to Wang Rong's house and helped to press the pigs." Xiaomian's mother said, "Can you be more diligent every day? You are an adult, and you are still like a child all day long."
In the morning, I have egg soup, fried rapeseed, and fried shredded potatoes.
While I was eating, I heard the braying of pigs in the distance.
"We started killing pigs so early." Lin Xiaomian said while eating her meal.
"It's eight o'clock, but you are the only one who still thinks it's early."
Had a meal.
Ye Mo and the others went to Wang Rong's house...
It's foggy again today, the fog is hazy and visibility is extremely low.
Wang Rong's house is a three-heyuan courtyard with a bamboo forest outside the house.
This morning, there are quite a few people in the bamboo forest, and they are killing pigs here.
There are makeshift local pigs in the bamboo forest, as well as special stands for shaving pig hair and bleeding pig blood, as well as racks.
"Xiao Mian, Ye Mo." Wang Rong was watching the pig slaughtering. Seeing them coming, she shouted: "Third uncle, third aunt."
Several people nodded.
"Your son-in-law is here." A tall, thin man shouted.
Lin Shan smiled and nodded, and said to Ye Mo: "This is Wang Rong's father... I want to call you Fourth Uncle."
"Uncle Four." Ye Mo shouted.
Wang Jian responded with a smile.
Xiaomian's father introduced other people to Ye Mo...
Ye Mo took out cigarettes and handed one to each of them.
A big fat pig has been slaughtered, and the second one will follow... Both of these pigs have been reserved by people from the same village.
Ye Mo and the others came here early, and starting from the third end, it was Ye Mo and the others.
Kill the pig, bleed it... then blow it, shave it... then hang it on a rack and process it again.
The pig butcher is from their village. He is about fifty years old and is a professional pig butcher.
The professional pig butcher...has lost his job.
Nowadays, there are special slaughterhouses for killing pigs. Moreover, most families in rural areas no longer raise pigs.
Push forward fifteen years, not to mention every household in the countryside, at least 70% to 80%... Push forward twenty years... From what Ye Mo knows, it seems that every household raises pigs.
Anyway, Ye Mo remembers that when he was a child, every household there raised pigs.
When Ye Mo was in primary school and junior high school, he would go out to hunt pigweed when he got home from school.
Nowadays, there are not many families raising pigs in rural areas.
In some places, raising pigs is no longer allowed.
But here, including the former Dongmen Town, there is no ban on raising pigs...but there are very few people raising pigs.
In Changzhu Village, there is no ban on raising pigs, but it seems that no one is raising pigs. Even if there are, most farm pigs only eat feed.
These big fat pigs in Wang Rong's house are all fed with grass, sweet potatoes, and corn bran. They started raising them after the Chinese New Year and have been raising them until now...
Their family has a special pig shed in the bamboo forest next to the house. The pig shed should be able to raise twenty or thirty pigs, but now there are only nine big fat pigs. The other pigs must have been sold in advance.
Now these pigs weigh about three hundred kilograms. People who have raised pigs should know that it is most cost-effective to sell pigs when they are over two hundred kilograms.
It’s not worth raising it to about three hundred pounds.
These are large fat pigs that are reserved for the Chinese New Year and are reserved by people nearby, so they are raised to about three hundred pounds. Such large fat pigs are delicious, but the price is more expensive than meat on the market.