The pigs killed in the family to pray for treasures were shunned, and the pigs killed in the village to pray for treasures were ignored.
When the four fathers and sons arrived at the large open space where the ancestral temple is located, the two wild boars had been stripped of their bones so much that they could barely see the shreds of meat on them and were placed on the table.
There was a long queue of people in front of the table, all waiting to receive their meat.
After removing the bones and internal organs, there is still more than 800 kilograms of clean meat. Not to mention that the whole village has 66 households, minus the big house of Lao Qi's family, and only about 400 people can share it.
It's divided into two kilograms.
Of course, when it came to the agreed-upon distribution according to households, no one was unhappy and no one was dissatisfied. Everyone grinned like a fool with their black and white teeth.
Several stoves over there were lit with fires, and several women were busy in front of the pots, cleaning and cleaning. They all had the same big smiles, and there was a festive atmosphere in their busy work.
Because he was out on the road, Qi Kang'an didn't get too close, so he didn't have to worry about another group of people coming and going to thank him.
Asking for credit for your daughter is not a good thing if you talk about it too much. In a village, it is enough for a few people to hear it and spread it.
When we ate butchered vegetables in the evening, Lao Qi's family didn't go to join in the fun. He just asked his two children, Da Lang and San Lang, to bring back their share.
Lao Qi's Dafang is now the most popular restaurant in Qijia Village. There is really no need to be too high-profile. If you eat with everyone, the people who come and go around the designated family will not stop.
Their bottom line is one word - nothing. For them, being high-profile can do a lot of harm but nothing good.
Qi Baoer finally ate the legendary pig-killing dish. To be honest, for her, the taste was a bit...
There was no seasoning, and it was just meaty pig offal. Not only was it fishy, but it also had a distinct smell.
However, seeing Silly Dad and Han Niang, Brother Chun, Silly Sanlang, and Zhendaiwuyou Zhenlijun devouring their food, Qi Baoer began to wonder if there was something wrong with his sense of taste.
By the way, my family has been eating a lot of delicious food lately. Why is this bowl of pig-killing vegetables with a peculiar smell so delicious to everyone?
Sanlang patted her belly, which was already swollen as if she had been pregnant for six months, and made a comfortable sound, "So this is the butcher's dish, it's so delicious."
The others had no time to pay attention to him and were still struggling with the butchered vegetables in their bowls.
Qi Bao'er looked left and right, then pushed his bowl in front of his silly father, "Dad, you eat."
Qi Kang'an didn't really lose his sense of taste. How could he not know that his daughter disliked the taste of the butchered pork dish?
He was not polite and poured the whole bowl of his daughter's bowl into his own bowl, "This is pretty good. You taught us how to find a lot of seasonings on the mountain. We also added ginger slices and wine, and there is no peculiar smell anymore."
Dad had eaten it before at the old patriarch’s house. Oops, I guess it wasn’t washed properly. It was boiling in the pot and the smell was wafting... tsk tsk."
They are all children who have gone through hardships. Praying for Kangan to say such interesting words while eating has no impact on the children at all.
As for Qi Bao'er, who was once particular about it, she has long since become numb.
Li Jun raised his head curiously, "Uncle, will everyone still eat after that?"
"Eat it, why don't you eat it? It's all short of oil and water. Let alone the cooked ones. If you cut them raw and put them there, you can chew them in."
Ye Sanni punched Qi Kang'an angrily, "You are eating, what are you doing?"
It’s all a matter of the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
Qi Kang'an smiled imploringly at his wife, took a steamed bun, took a bite of the steamed bun, and ate the butchered pig vegetables.
Qi Bao'er, who was also chewing a steamed bun, suddenly felt a little choked.
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Today is a special day. It seems that the lively day is just to usher in the sad night at night.
In the dead of night, when everyone was quiet, the door of Lao Qi's main room was banged.
Grandpa, I've gone.
The old man who almost knelt down to a four-year-old milk baby for the sake of the whole village went.
The old man who always followed Qi Baoer on the way to escape is gone.
"How could it be? Aren't you fine this afternoon?" Qi Kang'an was getting dressed and running towards the village. He was in such a hurry that his shoes were just sucking.
Qi Kangshun, who came to report the news, said with red eyes: "It was a good afternoon. No one expected it. My father would go in every night to take a look at the situation. When I went in at night, I found that the grandpa had already left."
He left without any nostalgia, without leaving a single last word.
The old man Qi also walked in a hurry and felt heavy, "Old Master...??"
Qi Kangshun knew what he was asking. This was the only place where their descendants could feel some comfort. "My grandpa left with a smile."
"Hey, just leave with a smile. Just leave with a smile."
Qi Baoer was also woken up, and Ye Sanni was dressing her up in gray and black, and even her hair was decorated with two black ribbons.
As the lucky baby of the village, and the person who missed the old man the most during the confused period before his death, Qi Baoer was the one who should go and give the old man a ride.
As the head of the county, she personally went to see the old man off, which was also to show Xinli's dignity and to honor the old man after his death.
"Mom, I was looking at the old man yesterday. He was quite sober at that time, and he was still holding on to his family's fortune. His face was rosy and he looked more energetic than a young man. Why did he just say no and he was gone?"
Qi Baoer blinked, could she say it was because her life span was up?
To say this is inappropriate at this time is not right.
Sure enough, for the arrival of Qi Bao'er, the old man's family, well, they will be called the Li Zheng family from now on, and the whole family is not only grateful but also grateful.
The old lady is born to be happy and sad, and with the lucky baby to send her, the old lady will definitely go well in this journey.
Qi Kangshun did not lie. The old man indeed left with a smile. He lay stiff on the bed with the last smile on his face.
Qi Baoer was held by Qi Kangan and stood in front of the bed.
Kneeling beside the bed was only a praying man who was already wearing sackcloth and mourning. When Qi Kaishan learned that the old man had passed away, he couldn't bear it and fainted. He has not woken up yet.
As for the rest of the Li Zheng family, in addition to receiving the people who came to help in the evening, they also had to rush to arrange the preparation of the coffin and the date of the burial.
Qi Baoer glanced at the old man on the bed, and then looked at Qi Wenfang's side.
Qi Kang'an: "..."
He suddenly felt a little cold.
Fortunately, Qi Baoer only glanced at it and then looked back at the bed again. She pursed her lower lip and said softly: "Old Master, have a good trip."
As a filial son and grandson, Qi Wen Fang was kneeling beside the bed to thank the person who came to offer condolences. He kept his head down and did not notice Qi Bao'er's movements. After Qi Bao'er finished speaking, he bowed in thanks.
bow.
Praying for health and well-being: "...My condolences."
The praying party bowed silently again.
It was not appropriate to say anything at this time, so the father and daughter did not stay in the room longer.
After coming out, Qi Kang'an had just handed his daughter over to his wife when he was pulled aside by Xie Pingrong from the Xie family, "Brother An, it seems that Mr. Qi didn't prepare a coffin."
"I was unprepared. Who would have thought that I would be in such a hurry?"
In my old hometown, the old man's house had coffins prepared. Not only the old man's house, but also the elderly people in the family would prepare coffins. This was called eliminating trouble.
It's just that no one thought about it after settling down here. After all, they have survived all the difficulties in ninety-nine and eighty-one. It's rare to have hope for the future, so who is willing to die?