Lin Yuezhen waved her hands repeatedly, and Lin Lan smiled and said: "Take it, Brother Yong asked the helper to bring it. He already gave the money to Xiangyang."
Only then did Lin Yuezhen take it.
Lin Lan took out a red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand: "This is the money I will give you at the bottom of the box. You can keep it yourself."
Lin Yuezhen felt a thick pile, shook her head like a rattle, put down her clothes and gestured: "Xiaolan, I can't ask for your money anymore..."
"Here, if you go to the guest house with your mother, I won't send you off." Lin Lan smiled, put the money in her hand, and went to greet the customers.
Lin Yuezhen's eyes turned red when she saw Lin Lan's busy figure. She carried her clothes and went to the department store to return to Lexing with Wu Shufen and Qiaohui.
Wu Shufen opened the main room. There were suitcases with Double Happiness stickers on them, bicycles, sewing machines, TVs, and blankets. The three of them moved the things out and put them on the rack truck, and took them to the guest house that Brother Yong had booked.
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Brother Yong asked Li Xiangyang to help buy bicycles, TV sets, and sewing machines. Lin Lan and Wu Shufen bought her a blanket and quilt, as well as two double-happiness leather suitcases with red printing.
Lin Yuezhen pulled Wu Shufen, pulled her to a chair and sat down, knelt down with her knees bent, and kowtowed to her three times.
Her aunt, uncle, and Xiaolan are grateful to her, and Yuezhen regards them as her natal family.
Wu Shufen stood up, took out a red envelope from her pocket and put it in her hand: "Live a good life. If anything happens, come back and tell Xiaolan. If not, there will still be Guoliang and the others!"
Lin Yuezhen nodded with red eyes and bowed to Wu Shufen again.
Wu Shufen patted her hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, Ayong is still waiting for us at the guest house!"
"Come on, cousin, I'll help you pull the cart." Qiaohui smiled and pulled Lin Yuezhen out of the hall door.
Wu Shufen closed the door and came out. The three of them pulled the car out of the alley of the residential area of the vehicle factory. From a distance, they saw Brother Yong and Shui Qing waiting at the door of the guest house.
Brother Yong's friend Lin Yuezhen held a wedding banquet and only invited a few close relatives and friends. Brother Yong didn't even invite his two brothers.
Wu Shufen put Lin Yuezhen's hand in Brother Yong's and said, "Ayong, Yuezhen, please take care of me from now on."
Brother Yong nodded solemnly: "Aunt, don't worry, I will treat Yue Zhen well."
Zhou Yongmei stepped forward with a smile: "Auntie, don't worry, these brothers are all family men."
"Hehe!" Shui Qing smiled and scratched his head after hearing this: "This is the first time I hear you praise me!"
Zhou Yongmei glared at him angrily: "Hurry up and help move the things up."
Shuiqing and Brother Yong smiled and moved the TV and sewing machine upstairs. The people in the guest house looked at the TV and sewing machine with envy.
"Oh! This family is pretty good, and the dowry is so good!"
"That's right, I thought I got married in a guest house because I didn't have a natal family!"
Wu Shufen smiled and said: "We are from Shilian. My niece's parents are gone, so I can only marry from you."
"Oh!" The people at the guest house finally understood.
After moving the things upstairs, Wu Shufen greeted a few people and took Qiaohui home to wait for Yang Zhigang to come and kill the pig.
As soon as the two of them arrived home, Yang Zhigang and a young man came pulling a pig-killing stool.
Wu Shufen scooped up a large pot of water and began to boil it. Qiaohui moved the large wooden basin to the yard to collect the pig blood.
After a while, Zhao Dehai, He Xianghua and Zhang Rongqing also came to help.
The four of them took the thick hemp rope to the pig pen. He Xianghua looked at the big fat pig in the pen and exclaimed: "It's so fat!"
Zhang Rongqing smiled and said: "What do Lin Lan's pigs eat to make them so big?"
Wu Shufen, who was standing outside the pig pen door, smiled and said: "We added gourd leaves and ramie leaves, as well as bean dregs sent by his third brother-in-law's family."
"Next year we will also plant some ramie to feed the pigs." He Xianghua and Zhang Rongqing said.
The big fat pig sensed danger and huffed and shrank into the corner of the pig pen.
Yang Zhigang opened the door of the pig pen with a thick hemp rope, and Zhao Dehai, He Xianghua, and Zhang Rongqing went in to catch the pigs.
The pigs jumped out from the corner, squealing and running around in the pen.
After several rounds, the pig finally couldn't fight the man. The pig's head was tied with a hemp rope and Yang Zhigang drove him out of the pen.
Zhao Dehai and four others swarmed up with thick hemp ropes and tied its four legs tightly, and the pig's mouth was wrapped like a rice dumpling by Yang Zhigang.
Zhao Dehai looked at Yang Zhigang and said with a smile: "There is another one, kill it or take it away?"
"Take it away. We tied it up and took it to the slaughterhouse first."
Several people went to the pig pen again, took out another big fat pig, tied it firmly, and carried it to the racking truck.
Zhao Dehai and four others helped push the other pig down on the pig-killing bench. The pig struggled hard and howled desperately.
Yang Zhigang put one knee on the pig's belly, picked up the butcher's knife, muttered something in his mouth, and pulled hard on the pig's ear. The big fat pig tilted its head in pain. Yang Zhigang stabbed the fat pig's neck with the knife, and the pig howled sadly.
He screamed and twitched.
Zhao Dehai lit the firecrackers used to kill the New Year pig, and the firecrackers exploded with crackling sounds.
Yang Zhigang pulled out the stabbing knife, and dark red blood flowed out. He Xianghua hurriedly pushed the wooden basin mixed with salt water to catch the surging pig blood.
Gradually, the pig's blood flow became less and less, and the pig's twitches became lighter and lighter. Finally, the world became quiet.
He Xianghua and Zhang Rongqing said to Wu Shufen, "Mom, we are going back."
Wu Shufen said hurriedly: "Come and eat pig-killing rice later!"
"Okay!" The three of them readily agreed and left.
After the fat pig was killed and began to shed its hair, Yang Zhigang and Qiaohui scooped boiling water into a wooden bucket and brought it to the courtyard dam. They drenched the pig with boiling water and an unpleasant fishy smell came out.
Qiaohui raised her hand to fan herself: "It looks clean, but it smells bad after being scalded with boiling water."
Yang Zhigang smiled: "After all, he is an animal. No matter how clean he is, he will still smell."
After the pig was scalded, Yang Zhigang and Mingzi started shaving it with knives. It took them more than an hour to scrape and clean the pig, and then they hung the pig on an iron hook.
Yang Zhigang chopped off the pig's head, disembowelled it, split the pig in half, removed the bones and cut the meat. Qiaohui and Mingzi put the steaming pig offal into their back baskets and lifted it to the ditch for cleaning.
Wu Shufen put the cut suet and cockscomb oil into basins and carried them to the kitchen to put them away.
Yang Zhigang said to Wu Shufen: "Auntie, do you want to marinate bacon, stuff sausages, and make oil-based meat? If you want, I will help you divide the meat and shave the skin cleanly."
"Yes," Wu Shufen looked at him cheerfully, "Excuse me Zhigang, it will save us a lot of effort if you help me divide it."
"No trouble." Yang Zhigang started doing it neatly.
Qiaohui and Mingzi carried the cleaned pig viscera into the yard. Yang Zhigang had already divided the meat. They helped clean the pig's head and trotters with rosin, and then took the other pig to the slaughterhouse.
Wu Shufen cleaned the packed pig head, blanched it, and put it into a sand pot where the marinade was cooked.