When Xueer woke up from her sweet dream, it was already bright.
She sat up and saw that Zheng Shuang had woken up.
She stretched and said with a smile: "I was so tired from you last night that I couldn't even wake up."
Zheng Shuang smiled and touched her plump breasts with his hand: "Who makes you always so cute! Always make me burn with passion?"
"You must be more tired than me. Just lie down and I'll get up and cook." Xue'er said and got dressed.
Zheng Shuang finished washing, and Xueer's food was also prepared.
Xueer specially cooked egg soup for Zheng Shuang, and put some sauerkraut in the soup to make her appetizing.
Zheng Shuang drank soup and praised Xueer. Xueer looked at Zheng Shuang and smiled.
After breakfast, Xueer said: "I was tired last night, so don't go out and drink today. How about having steamed spicy pork for lunch?"
"well."
The steamed spicy pork in the village is very special. The people in the village kill the pigs, and the pork will not be sold in the town. It is the people in the village who buy it. How many kilograms you have, and how many kilograms he has, they will be sold out in the blink of an eye. You can buy it.
Many people, or the owner of the pig butcher, will cut some pork into pieces. One piece is about one or two weights, and marinate it in a jar of spicy peppers. The spicy peppers in the jar are all Chaotianzi, which is very spicy. After marinating for half a year, it will be cooked.
You will take it out and steam it. The meat is infused with salt and spiciness. You don’t need to add any seasonings when steaming. It will be fragrant and spicy, and it will make your mouth tingle. It is very enjoyable to eat.
When Zheng Shuang heard about the steamed spicy pork, he kept saying yes.
"I'll drink two glasses of wine with you at noon." Seeing that Zheng Shuang agreed, Xueer said happily.
"Let's watch TV!" Zheng Shuang turned on the TV, and Xueer sat next to Zheng Shuang.
Xue'er felt that time passed so quickly, and it was noon again in a blink of an eye. Xue'er got up to cook.
Zheng Shuang was slurping while eating the steamed spicy pork. After drinking a few glasses of wine with Xueer, Xueer scooped rice for him.
"Spicy meat comes with rice, so you can have half a bowl more." Zheng Shuang said with a smile.
In the blink of an eye, the rice in the village king's bowl was gone.
Xueer reached out and picked up the village king's bowl and prepared to give him some food.
"King of the village! King of the village! It's not good! It's not good!" Niu Zai ran in.
Xue'er's hand holding the empty bowl stopped in the air.
"What's the matter, are you in a hurry? Say it!" The village king just turned around and did not leave his seat.
"Big Gou, Big Gou! He fired a cannon to take out rocks and was blown up!"
"How is the situation?" The village king suddenly stood up.
"It's dangerous! Blood..."
"Let's go!" The village king ran outside.
People surrounded the city, and a woman's cry came from inside. The village king pushed through the crowd and saw the big dog covered in blood.
"Car! Car!" the village king shouted.
"Dongmao went to the intersection to hail a taxi."
The village king knelt down and said, "Big Gou! Big Gou! Hold on!"
"Zhai...King...my home...home..." Before Dago could finish his words, he closed his eyes.
The king of the village put his finger on the big dog's nostril.
The village king stood up, shook his head, and a few tears rolled down his eyes.
"My enemy! You just left me and left like this!" Cuihua jumped on the big dog, beating the big dog and her own chest.
The village king wiped his tears and ordered the women beside him: "Pick her up! Advise her!"
The village king turned around and shouted: "Wang Wen! Wang Wen!"
"Here." Wang Wen squeezed over.
"Cow!" the village king shouted again.
"Here he is!" Niu Zai was next to the village king.
"Go to my house quickly and ask Xue'er to give you two thousand yuan. Go back quickly and give it to Accountant Wang." After the village king finished speaking, he looked at the road and saw that Dongmao hadn't come back yet, so he said to Wang Wen
Said: "Hurry up and arrange the manpower, make a list and announce who should do what. Niu Zai and Dongmao will go to the town to purchase some items later, and you will make the order."
"Okay, okay. I'll get the pen and ink right now." Wang Wen turned around and left.
When the village king looked at the road again, a small four-wheeled vehicle slowly drove over.
"Damn it! The road is still too narrow!" the village king cursed and walked towards the car.
The car stopped and Dongmao jumped out of the car.
"Dong Mao, Dagou is dead. Let's rent this car to go shopping in town!"
"Okay." Dongmao wiped his eyes: "It's so pitiful that the big dog died!"
"You wait for Niu Zai. He went to my house to get the money. After he gives the money to Accountant Wang, you two will go to his place to withdraw it."
"Know."
"Be careful when shopping! The Dagou family is originally poor, so save some money for them!" the village king warned.
"Know."
The village king raised his head and looked around: "Where is Ergou? Why didn't I see Ergou?" The first sentence was in a low voice, and the second sentence was in a loud voice.
"Ergou was here just now. I heard that his father was crying like hell at home. He went to see his father!" someone said.
"Wang Wen! Rain or shine, arrange for people to build a shed on this flat land!" The village king said something to Wang Wen who was walking opposite and went to see Ergou's father.
The village king entered the house and saw the old man sobbing. Ergou sat next to him and helped the old man sweep his chest.
"The dead cannot be resurrected. I express my condolences to you, old man. I have arranged for someone to take care of Dagou's funeral. It doesn't matter if the family has no money, the village will take care of it. Ergou, from now on, this family will be supported by you!" the village king said.
Pat the two dogs and then the old man.
The old man knelt down and said, "O king of the village! I leave everything to you! Ergou and Cuihua must be upset and have no idea."
The village king helped the old man up: "Uncle Wang, don't worry, I have arranged everything. Well, you must take care of yourself, otherwise, this family will be in more chaos."
"Thank you, Village King."
"Ergou, you stay with your father for now, I will arrange things there."
"Thank you, King of the Village, for your hard work."
"They are all from the village, so don't be polite." The village king said and went out.
In the evening, the mourning platform has been set up and the drummers have arrived. According to the custom, it is time to burn the fire paper. When the fire paper is burning, the drummers will play accompaniment at intervals, and the relatives of the deceased will cry, which is called crying to death in the dialect.
Those who die of old age are natural deaths and naturally suffer less grief. Those who die unexpectedly are more grieved by their families.
Cuihua had already begun to cry before it was time to officially burn the paper. Cuihua's crying was an explosion of inner grief. Because she didn't officially cry to death, her crying was unstructured, but it was sincere and sad.
sigh.
The gongs and drums started beating, and the drummers started blowing. After beating the gongs and drums for a while, Accountant Wang announced the order of the people who would burn the fire paper.
The burning of fire paper has officially begun.
Cuihua's words "My man!" kicked off the official cry to death. Then, she cried: "My man, my husband - just leave me if you leave me - no, I
My man, my husband - you left your father and child to me - ah - ah, my man, my husband - ah - ah, how can I live in the future..."
The subsequent crying not only revealed the hardships of his future life, but also revealed the hardships and love Dago had for himself when he was still alive.
The combination of several scenes made everyone present shed tears.
After finishing the fire paper, it was already midnight.
Some people dispersed one after another.
After a while, a drizzle began to fall in the sky. The village king left a few people who loved playing cards to stay with him for the night, and asked Wang Wen to arrange for someone to cook noodles for the people who stayed overnight.
After everything was arranged, the village king said to the card players, just give me one or two yuan, and no big bets are allowed, you know?
Everyone said: "I know, I know. Village King, you are also exhausted today, go back and rest!"
The village king walked on his way home in the drizzle.